Chapter 2: Hundred Bird Skirt

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　　 Three hours ago.
　　 "Comb to the end, don't worry about wealth."
　　 "Second comb to the end, no illness and no worries."
　　 "Three combs to the end, many sons and longevity."
　　 "Comb to the end again, and the case is again..."
　　 "Enough is enough." Wei Yingluo interrupted, "Aunt Ajin, you look at me now, as if you can raise your eyebrows with others?"
　　 There was a gilt bronze mirror on the table, and the bright mirror shone out of the two people in the room.
Wei Yingluo has a big red wedding dress, the snow is light powder, and the wind blows, Xia makes rouge to make the day even, especially a little Zhu Sedan on the lips, bright and beautiful, no matter who the family Lang has got such a bride, they are all happy. mad.
　　 It's just, who would be like her, like to dress three layers and three layers in the outside, tied with a circle of hemp rope?
　　 is not so much a marriage, it is more like sinking her in a pond and offering sacrifices to the dragon king in the water, in exchange for a peaceful harvest in a family and a village.
　　 "Aunt Ajin." Wei Yingluo said lightly, "Tell me more about the palace."
"It's time for this, do you still ask what these do?" The middle-aged woman standing behind her sighed, brushing her hair while persuading, "Is it safe to marry someone? I've asked you Although the family of the bridegroom is average, he is a sincere person. If I had some choices, I would rather marry such a person than after entering the palace and becoming a maid, squandering the years and getting old, until I left the palace, I only saw the emperor. one side."
　　Wei Yingluo was silent for a moment, and asked gently: "What kind of person is the emperor?"
　　 "I don't know." Ajin reluctantly smiled, "I knelt from beginning to end, only to see the emperor's dragon boots, did not dare to look up at his dragon face."
　　 "I haven't seen my eyes, have I ever heard my ears?" Wei Yingluo said, "Aunt Ajin, how do people in the palace describe him? Do you remember?"
Ah Jin thought for a while and smiled: "People who can't control their mouths have no chance of seeing the Emperor's Dragon Boots. Well, don't frown. Be careful to grow wrinkles. I will tell you something about me See things with your own eyes."
　　 "You said." Wei Yingluo immediately listened, "I am listening."
　　 "It was about four years ago, a nobleman died." Ajin said slowly, "Because of a skirt..."
　　With her words, the red tiles and blue bricks of the Forbidden City gradually appeared in front of Wei Yingluo, three layers in and three layers out, just like the rope on her body, holding her firmly in a cage called the harem.
The women who come and go, or sink fish and goose, or close the moon and shy flowers, each has its own characteristics, each has its own beauty, and wherever it is, it is a famous flower. It's called the spring in the garden, but there is only one person who admire the flowers-the Holy One today.
　　However, when the flower blooms, it sometimes loses.
"what!!"
　　 The cry of excitement attracted a group of onlookers, among them Ajin.
　　 squeezed into the crowd, Ajin couldn't help but cover his mouth, screaming in a low voice.
In front of 　　 is a water well, and the ladies often come here to collect water for their masters and wash their faces.
　　 Now looking into the wellhead, it is the floating corpse of a woman.
"...Her face was swollen and white with soaking water, and she couldn't recognize her original appearance." A Jin said in a deep voice, "but I can recognize the clothes on her, that is a hundred birds toward the Phoenix skirt, dead It was Yun Guiren from the Orchid Garden."
　　 It was obviously a festive day, from time to time there were firecrackers and He Xisheng outside the door, but Wei Yingluo felt a bit cold.
　　 A chill dragged Ajin's voice through the woman in the well and penetrated into the bone marrow of her limbs.
　　Wei Yingluo swallowed her saliva: "Why did she throw a well?"
"It's because of the skirt on her body." Ajin murmured, "That skirt is so beautiful. I still remember the way she walked in the royal garden in a skirt. Ambilight, it's indistinguishable that the sun is all gathered The light scattered from her is still on her..."
　　 Suddenly, Ajin laughed: "But the emperor saw it, but he was furious, and in the face of everyone, scolded her so that she could not lift her head."
　　 This answer is somewhat beyond Wei Yingluo's expectations. She was flustered and asked, "Does the emperor not like beautiful women?"
"Under the heavens, there is no man who does not like beautiful women." Ajin shook his head. "The emperor likes her, otherwise she will not be lucky twice, and will promote this civilian-born Han woman to a noble person. It's just that she is too greedy, wants too much, and does too much."
　　 "But that's just a skirt..." Wei Yingluo didn't quite understand.
"The emperor didn't like it, it was this skirt." A Jin said in a deep voice, "That's the Hundred Birds' Phoenix Dress that resembles Princess Anle in Tang Dynasty. The price is expensive, and it takes a long time to build. The palace advocates frugality, even the queen's mother and daughter. No one would be allowed to wear such clothes, so the emperor scolded her for dressing up in a fancy dress, and acted like a charm. She cut her position on the spot and was reduced to a court lady."
　　 "It turns out so..." Wei Yingluo murmured, and had an initial understanding of the unspoken, high above the Holy Saint.
　　 The supreme emperor, who likes beautiful women and guards beautiful women.
He doesn’t seem to care much about the woman’s family background, so the civilian maid born in the Han family can also be promoted to a noble person, or he actually prefers this kind of woman without a backstage, clean, and only him in his heart, not Family interests behind.
　　 He didn't hate the Hundred Birds Phoenix Skirt, but hated the things hidden behind it, such as...ambition.
"One step in the palace, there is no end in life. Until today, I don't know if the Yungui people were reprimanded by the emperor, and they threw them into the well without thinking, or someone gave her this excuse as an excuse." Ajin persuaded again, " So, Yingluo, get married, don’t think about the things in the palace, and your sister..."
"Aunt Ajin." Wei Yingluo suddenly interrupted her words, and then slowly turned back, the pupils were dim, like two deep wells, just looking, he asked Ajin to tremble and trance, and seemed to have returned. Six years ago, she stood by the well, the cold cold air and corpse gas floating out of the wellhead, and the snow was as white as white.
　　 Wei Yingluo's gaze at the moment is really like that well.
　　 "The thing I asked you to do before, did you do it?" Wei Yingluo stared at her and asked.
　　 was frightened by her eyes, and Ajin nodded involuntarily.
　　 "That's good." Wei Yingluo smiled slightly, condensed the terrible breath on his body, and in a blink of an eye turned back to a charming bride.
　　 Ajin was sweating behind her, and she seemed to understand why the Wei family was so opposed to Wei Yingluo entering the palace, so that some regretted doing that for Wei Yingluo, if such a woman entered the palace...
　　 "Aunt Ajin." Wei Yingluo suddenly said, "You have no regrets for doing that for me?"
　　 "No, no." Ajin quickly denied it, and then supported me for a moment, and finally couldn't help but finally persuaded the sentence, "But you did this, I am afraid that I won't be able to return home from now on..."
　　Don't wait for her to finish talking, the door was suddenly pushed open by someone, Wei Qingtai pushed the door: "Auspicious time is coming, are you ready?"
　　 "Master." Ajin looked back at him, hesitantly.
　　 "Ready." Wei Yingluo suddenly said, breaking what she wanted to say next.
Inside the bronze mirror, the bride who was by the five-flowered big got up and turned her lips close to Ajin’s ear and whispered softly: "The things my mother left me and my sister, I have put them all in the cake box, let Qiao My sister took it home to eat."
　　Sister Qiao is Ajin's daughter and her lifeblood.
　　 "Miss..." A Jin was surprised.
"It's a pity that when I leave, I don't know when I will be back. I'm afraid I can't see the day when Qiao's sister got married." Wei Yingluo smiled lightly. Worry, have more children and live longer."
　　'S mother passed away to sister Wei Yingluo, in addition to those who were taken away, there were a pair of jasper bracelets, a unicorn collar, a pair of agate peony earrings, and two hairpins made of pure gold.
　　 "Miss..." Ah Jin Lu was moved.
　　 She is not greedy for wealth, but worried about her daughter's future.
　　The years of the palace were squandering Ajin's years. The master he once followed was unfavorable and unable to reward his men. Therefore, Ajin failed to save much money in the palace. When I returned to my mother's home from the palace, I found out that the family affairs I had set up when I was a child had become invalid. The man could not wait for her to leave the palace, and had married someone else. Now the children are as high as her knees...
Rather than marrying and being young, it’s better to be alone and comfortable. A few years later, I recognized an orphan girl Cheng Huan's knees, and all my efforts were thrown at this daughter, wanting her to eat well, wanting her to wear well, wanting to let her If you marry well, you need money...
"To be honest, I envy Qiaoerer." Wei Yingluo lowered his head and his voice became softer and lighter. "If my mother is still there, if my sister is still there, I will protect me like you are protecting Qiaoerer, Will not tie up my five flowers, make me cry and get on the sedan chair..."
　　 The voice just fell, and a string of tears fell down, and it broke to the ground with a tick.
　　 Ajin sighed deeply. She knew she was moved, but she didn't know what moved the tears, or Wei Yingluo's words.
　　 So, I did not regret doing that for Wei Yingluo.
"Miss." The maid came with a wooden plate, and Ajin picked up the red hijab in the wooden plate and gently covered Wei Yingluo's phoenix crown. If she said deeply, "Don't cry, you... Will definitely get what you want."
　　With her words, Zhu Dan's lips curled up under the red cover head, as if holding a winning ticket.
　　 "Auspicious time has come, get on the sedan!"
An hour later, the wedding team passed by Changping Street, surrounded by teahouses, and the people in the teahouse dropped melon seeds and tea, all lying on the railing and looking down, watching the long string of big red greeting team, in the firecrackers Slowly walked in the crackling.
　　 Dong.
　　 Dong.
　　 Dong.
　　Pedestrians closer to Huajiao couldn't help but wonder: "What's the voice? Dongdong..."
This was not his illusion, because the person beside him said, "Why, you heard it too? I also heard it. The strange sound of dong dong, it seems... came from Huajiao." of?"
　　 seems to be the more bizarre thing, the more attractive it is, so more and more pedestrians are crowded, and there are a few bold and ambitious gangsters, who actually crossed the crowd and reached out to push the car door open.
"What are you doing?" Wei Qingtai's face turned blue with anger, and he brought his servants to drive him away. "Walk, wander, where are the second-raters, even the bride's flower sedan dare to run around, believe it or not. ?"
　　 Dong.
　　 Dong.
　　 Dong.
　　 The strange sound kept ringing behind him, and Wei Qingtai couldn't help turning back, lowering his voice and saying to the man in the sedan: "What the are you doing?"
　　Don't blame for a while, then followed by a loud sound far more than the previous one-dong!
　　 The car door was suddenly knocked open from the inside, and a bride with big flowers fell from the inside.
"what!"
　　 "Blood, so much blood!"
　　 "Mom, she has a lot of blood on her head."
　　 Blood is a matter of course.
　　Wei Yingluo slowly raised his head, and blood continued to flow down her forehead, staining the face of the pink peach cheek. The sound of the puddle turned out to be her knock on the door. What hit it? The body was with five flowers, and after the hands were cut back, he could only hit the forehead.
　　 Even if the head is bleeding, no one is not a ghost, and no regrets.
　　 It's almost time.
　　Wei Yingluo started to calculate the time silently since he got on the sedan. The sedan walked for half an hour, outside was Hongyan Street, and the sedan went for an hour, outside was Changping Street...
　　 This time, this place, Ajin should have brought people to.
　　 looked around the crowd, and finally fixed in one direction.
　　 And when she looked around, the comments of others on her had never stopped.
　　 "Oh, look, why is she still tied with a rope?"
　　 "It's a sin, how can you treat a girl like this?"
　　 "Which one is marrying a daughter, wouldn't it be selling her daughter?"
"What sells my daughter, I don't talk nonsense there, it's just that the sedan chair is too upright, and it bumps into the bride's head." Wei Qingtai looked iron-green, trying to calm down the situation while waving his hand to the bridegroom's official, "What are you still watching there?" ? Hurry up and help people?"
The bridegroom official who hung a red hydrangea on his chest quickly turned over and dismounted, and was about to pull Wei Yingluo up, and then saw her turn around and slammed at him: "Do you know that my Wei family is coated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I’m on the alternate list of maidens! If you forcibly marry a maiden, not only do you want to be decapitated, the whole family must follow your head!"
The groom official was terrified and almost immediately let go of his hand, causing Wei Yingluo to fall back to the ground again. He did not support her any more, but instead stepped back from the snake and looked at Wei Qingtai panicly. : "What's going on, didn't you say that she was removed?"
　　Wei Qingtai glared at Wei Yingluo fiercely, and then racked his brain to explain: "Look at her madness, of course, she was removed..."
　　 came behind with a chuckle, followed by Wei Yingluo Rourou's voice: "Master Zuoling, do you think I look like a lunatic?"
　　 Zuoling?
　　Wei Qingtai was taken aback, and saw that the crowd in front was separated to the two sides, and Zheng Huangqi, who was in charge of the draft of the court lady, led the stride.
　　 "Wei Qingtai!" He looked like frost, pointing at Wei Yingluo, "What's the matter?"