The county horse is a medicine jar

On the day of the wedding, the General's Mansion was full of joy, red silk was hung everywhere with bright red happy words, and there was an endless stream of guests who came to congratulate early in the morning.

There were not a few people who were onlookers outside, and they all gathered around the outside, laughing and looking around, wanting to be happy, and also want to see those big people who are not seen at all on weekdays.

I heard that even the emperor would personally come to the General's Mansion with big gifts to celebrate the marriage of the young master and Princess Qingyang. Maybe they, ordinary people, would be lucky enough to witness Long Yan.

The servants in the general's mansion began to be busy before dawn. Although they were in a hurry, they kept smiling.Today is a big day for the General's Mansion, and it was the first time such a big happy event was held in the mansion.

The irrelevant people were all happy, but today's groom, Lin Sishen, was not happy at all.

Yesterday Lin Sishen was kicked up early to pay respects to his ancestors, had a day's fast, and was even scented for a whole day.

She was still asleep this morning, but was woken up by Mo Zhu.After taking a bath with incense and changing clothes, she had to listen to the gossip of matchmakers telling her the things to pay attention to when getting married and the etiquette to follow.

After tossing like this for a long time, when it was almost dusk, my grandmother and mother also came, pushed her to the gate of the general's mansion and stood there, waiting for the auspicious time to welcome her.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress and stood at the gate, surrounded by a large group of people, shivering in the cold wind like a fool.

The wind was so strong that Lin Sishen's hair fluttered and her clothes fluttered, and she stood with a blank expression on her face.

The onlookers looked at her and couldn't help admiring how good-looking the young master was in the wedding dress, tall and handsome, and some people couldn't see a trace of joy from her expression, and they were muttering in low voices.

Standing beside Lin Sishen, Liu Qingyun had a stiff smile on her face. Hearing someone commenting that Lin Sishen's face looked like he was being forced into a marriage, she couldn't help but secretly stretched out her hand and wrapped it around Lin Sishen's waist. Holding a piece of soft meat and twisting it around, he uttered a word from his mouth without a smile on his face: "Laugh."

Lin Sishen was so painful and numb from being pinched, he couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes, then covered his waist, and stiffly raised the corners of his lips to show a fake smile.

General Lin happily circled outside the mansion, followed by two servants carrying baskets. Seeing someone congratulate him, he sent out the broken silver ingots held in red paper with both hands.Everyone can see that General Lin, who has always been unsmiling, is really happy today.

The auspicious time came soon, and Lin Sishen got on the tall horse under the push and push of two old matchmakers.

The streets of Jingshi were emptied of idlers early on, and Imperial Guards were stationed on both sides, making an unimpeded avenue for the general's mansion to welcome relatives, and the eaves were crowded with people stretching their necks to watch the excitement.

There are also quite a few children holding candied haws and sugar figurines, sneaking out from under the armpits of the imperial guards, laughing like silver bells, running up and down the street, adding a lot of joy and anger .

The people stood on tiptoe looking forward to it, first they heard the sound of joyous gongs and drums faintly, then not far away there appeared a large group of mighty welcoming teams, like a large piece of bright red rays of light slowly came into view , Everyone's eyes were filled with joyful red light.

The first to bear the brunt was Lin Sishen, who was wearing a red wedding dress and riding a tall horse. She was slender and slender, with a smile on her feminine and handsome face, and a lazy gleam in her long and narrow eyes. Seeing her, Espa hid her face in embarrassment.

This is really a dazzling groom who is more beautiful than the bride.

The welcoming team finally arrived in front of the palace, Lin Sishen jumped off the horse and straightened his clothes, the accompanying matchmaker stepped forward and called for the door, Lin Sishen followed them with a neither cold nor indifferent expression, with a polite smile on his lips.

You can't tell how happy she is, but you can't tell if she's unhappy.

After the palace opened, Lin Sishen was pushed in front of the Ninth Prince, and she bowed respectfully, "My lord, Sishen is here to greet you."

Ninth Prince had a stiff smile on his face, he helped Lin Sishen up, nodded and said: "Well, don't miss the auspicious time."

Seeing this, the matchmaker at the side laughed and joked, "Young master, why are you still calling me the lord? You have to change your mouth."

Lin Sishen raised his head with a sneer and looked at the gloomy face of the Ninth Prince, but he didn't dare to speak. The Ninth Prince glanced at the matchmaker, and said calmly: "It's not too late to change your words after paying homage."

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward, Lin Sishen raised his eyebrows and said nothing, the matchmaker hurriedly turned the conversation to the bride to smooth things over.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghou walked slowly with the guidance of two matchmakers and the support of Lan Qing, attracting everyone's attention.

Although Shen Qinghou could not see her face clearly with the red hijab on her head, her soft and slender figure could not be concealed at all. I saw her walking slowly to the gate of the mansion with lotuses growing every step of the way, and there was a sudden loud sound of gongs and drums sounded again.

She is really going to marry Shen Qinghou, Lin Sishen looked at her for a while and didn't recover, the matchmaker hid her face and joked sharply: "Oh, look at our young master, the bride is dumbfounded."

The onlookers roared with laughter, Lin Sishen turned his head slightly amidst the laughter, and from the corner of his eyes, Shen Qinghou, who was covering his red hijab, seemed to raise his head, and through the hazy red gauze, his eyes fell on him faintly body.

After welcoming Shen Qinghou onto the bridal sedan chair, the welcoming team returned to the General's Mansion the same way, Lin Sishen rode on the tall horse without looking sideways.

General Lin and her family had been waiting in front of the General's Mansion for a long time. Lin Sishen got off her horse and walked slowly to the sedan chair. door curtain.

Seeing this, the matchmaker hurriedly stopped her, winked at her and said, "Young master, you have to kick the sedan door first."

"Oh." Lin Sishen smiled, raised his foot under the eyes of everyone, and kicked lightly on the sedan door.

The onlookers couldn't help laughing again when they saw this, the matchmaker laughed twice and said angrily: "Young master, if you kick this sedan chair lightly, you will be afraid of yourself in the future."

Hearing this, Lin Sishen had no choice but to stretch out his foot again, with a little more force, and kicked on the sedan door.It's just that she retracted her legs, and suddenly there was a soft sound from inside the sedan chair.

When the matchmakers told her about the process and etiquette of marriage in the morning, she didn't listen carefully, and now she was a little puzzled to see that Shen Qinghou also kicked the sedan chair.

But the matchmakers at the side leaned forward and back with laughter when they saw this, and without explaining anything to her, they urged her to carry the bride through the door.

Lin Sishen lifted the door curtain, then leaned slightly and said softly: "Princess, Sishen will carry you through the door."

"En." Shen Qinghou put her hands on her knees, and the corners of her lips covered under the red hijab rose slightly. She walked out of the sedan chair slowly, and then leaned on Lin Sishen's back, her hands gently wrapped around her neck.

Lin Sishen carried her on his back, feeling as if he was carrying a ball of cotton, light and soft.The skin on the back is separated by several layers of fabric, but you can still feel the faint warmth.

The fragrance of Shen Qinghou's body lingered in his nostrils, Lin Sishen took a deep breath and hugged her tightly, then walked briskly towards the main hall of the General's Mansion.

General Lin and the Ninth Prince sat at the main seats in the main hall. Among the guests on both sides, apart from some high-ranking and powerful officials, even the crown prince and the second prince were there. Their eyes fell on Lin Sishen and Shen Qing in unison. On the body.

Lin Sishen put down Shen Qinghou, reached out and gently tugged at the corner of her sleeve, leading her to the hall.When stepping over the threshold, she deliberately slowed down her pace, and reminded softly, "Be careful of the threshold."

The two walked up to the Ninth Prince and General Lin, and began to worship the heaven and the earth amidst the different expressions on everyone's faces.

The eunuch sent by His Majesty to preside over the marriage stood at one side and said sharply, "Bow to heaven and earth,"

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, pulled the end of the red silk to guide Shen Qinghou to turn around, then knelt down and bowed to the heaven and earth.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

"Licheng."

It wasn't until the eunuch finally shouted Li Cheng that Lin Sishen seemed to wake up. She was a little absent-minded all the way, but now she realized that she was really married to Shen Qinghou.

She turned her head to look at Shen Qinghou, who was just like her, who was blushing in joy, with a complicated expression on her face.She couldn't see Shen Qinghou's expression, and she didn't know how she felt at this moment, but she couldn't be as happy as she thought about it.

In this way, she took Shen Qinghou as a woman, did she miss Shen Qinghou's life, or her own life.

After the worship, Shen Qinghou was sent to the new house, while Lin Sishen had to stay in the hall to entertain the guests with General Lin, and drinking was inevitable.

The prince is not having a good time these days, General Lin has reported the matter of Manxianglou to the emperor truthfully, and of course it is inevitable to mention that the underground gambling shop is the work of the prince.Although the emperor didn't punish him severely after he found out, he also reprimanded him coldly. The prince was panicked and dissatisfied with General Lin.

When toasting, the prince looked at her with burning eyes while there was no one around, and reminded her vaguely: "I always think that the young master is more humane than General Lin. In the future, the young master will enter the official career, but You have to have clear eyes, and you can recognize who is your bole."

After all, he just reminded Lin Sishen not to forget that he helped Lin Sishen during the spring hunt.

Lin Sishen understood, smiled and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Your Highness, Sishen has always been kind and repaying, not to mention His Highness is the destiny."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. The prince was quite satisfied with her attitude, and he glanced at her with a smile before walking away.

Seeing the prince walking towards General Lin and the Ninth Prince, Lin Sishen suddenly felt a gaze cast behind her, she frowned slightly and turned around to look, only to see the Second Prince smiling at her surrounded by a group of courtiers.

Seeing her look, the second prince just closed his eyes slightly, then raised his wine glass and toasted Lin Sishen from afar.

Lin Sishen was working for the second prince in private, but the two of them didn't seem to have any interaction on the surface, so the second prince naturally wouldn't have too much intimacy with her.

Compared to the prince who is eager for quick success, this second prince with a smiling face is the most vigilant, not to mention that he has secretly caught Lin Sishen's handle.

Lin Sishen returned the gift with a faint smile, and was then held back by Qin Hao to toast.

After some drinking, Lin Sishen had already run out of money. Fortunately, Mo Zhu fed her a hangover pill earlier. She seized the gap to find Mo Zhu at the back door, and ordered Mo Zhu to go to the back kitchen to get an egg custard for her. Go to Shen Qingwan.

She heard from the matchmaker this morning that the bride can only eat some vegetarian food in the morning on her wedding day.After such a complicated set of etiquette today, Shen Qinghou must be hungry too.

After all, she is the princess, and now she is her wife in name.

Mo Zhu looked at Lin Sishen who was staggering with a trace of drunkenness in his eyes, frowned and asked, "Master, are you drunk?"

Lin Sishen shook her head, she is still sane now, but if she drank any more, she might be really drunk: "I can hold on, I will replace the wine with water later."

Mo Zhu sighed softly, and stuffed a jug into Lin Sishen's hand: "I've prepared it, and I'm about to send it to you, Young Master."

Lin Sishen held the wine cup, a bright smile appeared on her slightly drunken face, she sighed softly: "Mo Zhu, I really feel relieved to have you here."

Mo Zhu smiled and didn't say anything, but reminded her: "My lord, hurry up and go in, Your Majesty will be here soon."

Lin Sishen nodded and turned to enter the hall. Sure enough, as soon as she appeared, someone came up to congratulate her, saying what she had heard countless times today, she just smiled lightly in response, then poured a glass of wine and drank it down. Seeing this, he walked away satisfied.

Sure enough, not long after, His Majesty really came to the General's Mansion, but he just came for a cutscene, said a few words to General Lin Ninth Prince, then called Lin Sishen over, and gave her a handle named Han Yuan. The sword is a congratulatory gift.

Lin Sishen knelt down and took Han Yuan with both hands, the scabbard was engraved with exquisite and simple patterns of seven stars.

Under the emperor's nod and instruction, Lin Sishen looked at the long sword in his hand, held it on the hilt and drew it out of its sheath. He heard a soft sound, and the room was filled with cold as soon as the sword came out. Simple and beautiful, it is neither light nor heavy in the hand, and it is effortless to wave.

Hanyuan is a very famous ancient sword, which has been kept in the imperial palace. Unexpectedly, the emperor was willing to give this sword to Lin Sishen.

Seeing that Lin Sishen seemed to like Han Yuan very much, the old emperor stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I gave you this sword today in the hope that one day you will be able to brave all obstacles like Naifu and make contributions to the state of Jin. "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of General Lin and the Ninth Prince immediately darkened, but Lin Sishen didn't seem to care, and smiled and knelt down to thank him.

After sending the congratulatory gift, the old emperor went back home, and left with the crown prince and second prince.

As soon as they left, the guests present heaved a sigh of relief, and those young masters flocked up to toast Lin Sishen.

The banquet didn't end until midnight, and according to the identities of Shen Qinghou and Lin Sishen, no one dared to make trouble in the bridal chamber, so Lin Sishen had no choice but to go to the Liuguang Pavilion before everyone left.

When he was leaving, Qin Hao secretly pulled him aside, and then handed her a porcelain bottle. Although Lin Sishen didn't know what was in it, he could tell from Qin Hao's expression that it was by no means a serious thing.

Qin Hao leaned into her ear with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Brother Lin, eat this first before entering the bridal chamber. I guarantee that Brother Lin and the princess will be as happy as hell tonight."

Lin Sishen rolled his eyes, and stuffed the porcelain bottle back into his hand: "Then keep it for yourself."

Qin Hao frowned in dissatisfaction, and put the porcelain bottle back to Lin Sishen, still not forgetting to say solemnly: "I bought it at a huge price, and this is my congratulatory gift to Brother Lin. If Brother Lin really treats me If it’s a brother, just accept it.”

Seeing Qin Hao's resolute attitude, Lin Sishen couldn't refuse anymore, she thanked perfunctorily, and put the porcelain bottle in her sleeve.

Several younger sons kept clamoring to bring Lin Sishen to the door of the new house, and then they left. Lin Sishen stood hesitantly by the door with a complicated expression on his face. She raised her hand and struggled several times, but she still didn't knock down.

Fortunately, she didn't hesitate long before the matchmaker arrived. Seeing her pacing at the door, the well-informed matchmaker covered her face and smiled and said, "Master Junma, what are you doing standing here?"

Lin Sishen coughed lightly, and said with a smile, "I'm waiting for you."

The matchmaker knocked on the door, and pulled Lin Sishen in, still teasingly said: "A spring night is worth a thousand dollars, the county magistrate, don't waste this beautiful day when the moon is full."

In the new house, Shen Qinghou was sitting upright on the bed, Lan Qing and Lu Yin were by her side, Lin Sishen followed behind the matchmaker, he caught a glimpse of a bowl of egg custard on the table out of the corner of his eye, and seemed to take a few bites.

The matchmaker comes to the bridal house just to urge the groom and the bride to go on with the process, lift the hijab and drink the wine.

Lin Sishen took the wedding scale that the matchmaker gave her and walked to the bed, Lan Qing and Lu Yin were pulled aside by the matchmaker, and the three of them just stood aside and watched.

Shen Qinghou just sat motionless in front of her, with her white and slender fingers resting on her knees, she lowered her head slightly as if she was waiting for Lin Sishen to lift her hijab and release her bondage.

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, his originally calm heart somehow sped up and jumped up, even the scale in his hand trembled slightly.

The golden copper hook was close to the hijab, and then slightly lifted, Shen Qingwan's beautiful face appeared in front of her eyes. She was wearing light makeup today, and her face, which was already delicate and not like ordinary people, was even more glamorous and noble.She closed her eyes, her long and dense eyelashes were trembling slightly, her muscles were as white as snow, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her lips were bright red.

She is like the Goddess of Luoshui walking out of the picture scroll, she is so beautiful.

After the eyes were clear, Shen Qinghou slowly opened her eyes, the red light in the room embellished her eyes rippling like a pool of autumn water with a touch of charming color.

Lin Sishen only took a quick glance, then turned her head away, and handed the wedding scale in her hand to the matchmaker.

The matchmaker stared straight at her, but didn't realize it for a while, until Lin Sishen looked over with a surprised face, and then she took it, and still sighed: "Master Jun Ma is really lucky."

Holding the white jade flagon and pouring two glasses of wine, the matchmaker invited Lin Sishen and Shen Qinghou to the table: "Drink this good wine, and the old lady will stop bothering the princess and the princess."

Both Shen Qinghou and Lin Sishen had calm and calm expressions on their faces. They picked up the wine cups and entangled their arms close to each other, and drank the Hebei wine in one gulp.

The matchmaker and Lanqing Luyin both retreated and closed the door tightly.

Lin Sishen sat at the table and didn't dare to look at Shen Qinghou. She lowered her head and said nothing, and tightly clenched her hands on her knees. She felt that Shen Qinghou's eyes on the other side were lightly falling on her, looking at her carefully.

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Sishen felt that his neck was aching, Shen Qingwei suddenly said slowly: "You seem to be very scared?"

Lin Sishen smiled softly, raised his head pretendingly and said calmly: "The princess is really joking, I have nothing to be afraid of."

At Shen Qinghou's hand was the custard that Lin Sishen had told Mo Zhu to send. She glanced down, and suddenly raised the corners of her lips with a half-smile and said, "Take off the hijab and drink the wine. Next, Mr. Lin knows what to do." do what?"

Lin Sishen secretly gasped, took off the hijab and drank some wine, then it was naturally a bridal chamber, but how did she say that, what kind of room was she burrowing in, she wanted to find a hole to get in and hide by herself.

Seeing a flash of panic in Lin Sishen's eyes, Shen Qinghou stood up slowly, took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and put it on the bed, then sat down, bit his thin lips and said: "Except Xizhu, the others Put out the lanterns."

Lin Sishen didn't look back, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "You...what are you going to do."

Shen Qinghou didn't answer her, but frowned slightly and said: "You just do it."

Lin Sishen stood up slowly, she glanced at Shen Qinghou with a complicated expression, thinking in her heart that Shen Qinghou would not force her, so she did what she said except for the two candles on the bedside, and put the other lanterns They all went out one by one.

The light in the room dimmed a lot in an instant, Lin Sishen stood by the table and turned around to look at Shen Qinghou, and then asked: "The princess should still remember what Sishen told you before, right?"

Shen Qinghou sat on the side of the bed, the rippling light in her eyes was as delicate and gentle as crushed starlight, she lightly parted her red lips and jokingly said, "Oh, what are you talking about?"

Lin Sishen pulled off an embarrassed smile cheekily: "I can't."

"I know." Shen Qinghou nodded slightly, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand. Under the dark light, her beautiful face was stained with a trace of coquettishness, and her white fingertips gently hooked: " come over."

Lin Sishen didn't move, she looked at Shen Qinghou vigilantly and asked, "What did you do in the past?"

Seeing the panic in Lin Sishen's eyes, Shen Qinghou couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, she glanced at Lin Sishen lightly, and then said angrily, "What are you afraid of, I won't eat you."

Lin Sishen was unmoved at all, her nerves were tense, for fear of jumping into Shen Qinghou's trap with a single step of caution: "Tell me what you want me to do first."

Shen Qinghou looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and asked, "Do you know that the matchmaker will come to the house to take something early tomorrow morning?"

"Take what?" Lin Sishen didn't react for a while, until she saw Shen Qinghou taking out a silver needle from her sleeve like a magic trick, she suddenly realized.

Shen Qinghou lowered her eyes and pointed the silver needle in her hand at her fingertips. She pursed her lips and a trace of shyness flashed in her eyes: "No matter what, this veil must be stained with blood tonight. If you don't come, then I will come by myself." .”

Lin Sishen understood what she meant, and breathed a sigh of relief instantly. She walked quickly to Shen Qinghou's side and didn't wait for her to stab her, then smiled and grabbed her wrist: "Then I'll do it, the princess is the daughter of a daughter." body."

Shen Qinghou raised her eyebrows and handed the silver needle to her. Lin Sishen sat beside her and pierced the silver needle into her fingertip without blinking. After a burst of pain, a drop of blood slowly oozed from the fingertip. beads.

Lin Sishen turned around and wiped the blood on her hand on the white silk handkerchief, but after staring at it for a while, she felt that the blood was like slapping a mosquito on it, just a little bit, it seemed not enough.

She looked up at Shen Qinghou, and asked with some doubts: "Is this too little?"

Shen Qinghou was stunned and turned away, a blush appeared on her face, she said a little annoyed: "I don't know."

Lin Sishen thought for a while and made a quick decision: "Then I'll get another needle."

Shen Qinghou turned her head to look at the candlestick placed on the wooden table beside the bed, only to hear the person beside her hiss in pain, and then rustle for a while.

A drop of melted red wax slowly dripped from the red candle, Shen Qinghou lowered her eyes and was about to turn her head, but she heard Lin Sishen suddenly and helplessly calling her softly: "Princess."

"En." Shen Qinghou replied and turned around, then was stunned.

Lin Sishen looked at her blankly, and held up a finger, bleeding continuously from the fingertip, and the silk handkerchief on her other hand had already been wiped with a large amount of blood.

Lin Sishen looked at Shen Qinghou, swallowed in embarrassment, she held up her bleeding finger helplessly, and said guiltily: "It can't stop, it seems a little too much."