Lin Ruochen sat on the edge of the bed and bowed his head silently, Mo Wen stood at the table and looked at the red lacquered wooden plate on the table, there are two utensils in the wooden plate, one is a pine Ruyi carved with a boy and a girl, and the other is a wedding scale engraved with double stars.
After hesitating for a long time, Mo Wen picked up the joy scale and walked to the bedside, forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart and provoked Lin Ruochen's hijab, the moment he picked up the hijab, the tension in Mo Wen's heart turned into joy, because Lin Ruochen, who was one year younger, was extremely beautiful, with fine hair hanging left and right after being coiled on the top of his head, the goose egg face was white and flawless, the willow eyebrows were slanted, the phoenix eyes were clear, the nose was like a hanging gall, the mouth was like a red cherry, and the shy head hanging down after the hijab was picked off was even more charming to the little daughter.
Lin Ruochen's hijab is made of red silk, and the hairpin in the middle of the bun is fixed through the red silk to ensure that the hijab does not fall off when the newcomer moves, Mo Wen's fingers trembled slightly under the joy, the red silk was smooth, the hijab hung down again, Mo Wen picked it again, this time Lin Ruochen raised his head shyly and smiled at Mo Wen, Mo Wen smiled back, and Mo Wen saw tenderness and joy in Lin Ruochen's eyes under the four eyes.
In the world, there is nothing more joyful than meeting a lover who likes and likes himself, Mo Wen at this time the joy in his heart is beyond words, now the marriage follows the words of the matchmaker of his parents, before this he didn't know what Lin Ruochen looked like, he had imagined Lin Ruochen's appearance countless times, but he didn't expect to see it today, the beauty was far beyond what he thought, and the grace was greater than he expected.
After smiling, Mo asked if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, in fact, because of the southern invasion of the Hu people, he was forced to advance the ceremony for more than two months, and he was not mentally prepared at all.
Before that, he had been reading poetry and books hard to cope with the Zhongzheng Dingpin at the end of the year, the so-called Dingpin is the Zhongzheng official prescribed by the imperial court to assess the student's conduct, in order to determine the grade, to prepare for the future to become an official, the situation is critical, the established plan has been disrupted, until now he really understands that he has married, and the beautiful strange woman in front of him is his wife, is the woman who has been with him for life.
When Mo Wen was stunned, Lin Ruochen took the lead in making a move, raised his hand to pull out the hairpin, took off the hijab, walked to the table lightly, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Mo Wen.
Seeing this, Mo Wen hurriedly reached out and took it, the teacup was not big, and it was inevitable that his fingers would touch it after handing it over, and the two of them instantly blushed.
"Are you hungry?"
Mo Wen was slightly embarrassed, and asked a very stupid question in a hurry.
Lin Ruochen shook his head slightly when he heard this, indicating that he was not hungry.
"You take a break, I'll go for a walk."
Mo Wen put down the teacup and walked out, he had always read the classics of the saints, the official texts of the princes, and rarely read the wild Shi Yantan, the affairs of men and women were just ignorant, at this time he felt extremely nervous, and he was eager to leave here for a while to settle down.
"You" Mo Wen had just taken a step when Lin Ruochen's voice came from behind him.
Mo Wen turned around when he heard this, only to see Lin Ruochen with a look of shock and worry on his face, obviously misunderstanding his actions.
"Don't get me wrong, having a wife like you is the blessing of the Mo family.
I want a small solution, go and go back.
Mo Wen comforted and quickly opened the door and walked out.
Closing the door, Mo Wen took a long breath, the winter afternoon was very cold, and the cold air made him quickly come out of his nervous mood.
With a certain mind, Mo Wen began to blame himself, he was a person who read poetry and books, but the previous words were all spoken in the spoken language of villagers, and there was no such elegance as a scholar.
"Forget it, she is my wife, and the husband and wife can talk at will, there is no need to be as serious as talking to the master."
Mo Wen was talking to himself outside the room.
After calming down, Mo Wen found that his mother and the iceman had come to the door of the east wing from the main house, and both of them were nervous and worried.
"Ask son, why did you come out," the mother was the first to speak.
"Mo Gongzi, what's wrong" The iceman asked nervously, the last job of the iceman was to check the red with the newlywed's mother, if the woman did not fall red, the man had the right to let the iceman take the bride away immediately.
"Mother, it's daytime, how can you do the gift of Zhou Gong" Mo Wen said in a low voice, he naturally knew what his mother and the iceman were waiting for.
"Oh, Master Mo, you're scared of the old body."
The iceman stroked his chest, "What are you afraid of during the day, go quickly, don't make the newcomer wait for a long time." ” "Mother" Mo asked for help and looked at his mother, men and women were close to their hearts, this was not familiar with the meeting just now, and it was bright daylight, how could they do that private thing.
"Otherwise, Sister-in-law Sun, you go back first, we can still trust the Lin family."
Mrs.
Mo said to the iceman.
"That's done, this kid is really, what's the shame" The iceman followed Mrs.
Mo to the main house with a smile on her face, she still had a reward to take.
"Kong Meng has read too much and become a nerd."
Mrs.
Mo smiled and quipped.
After the two left, Mo Wen could only go back to the room again, Lin Ruochen was still sitting on the edge of the bed, she heard the conversation between the three of them before, and knew that Mo Wen was just embarrassed and not dissatisfied with her, so there was only shyness on his face, and there was no longer any apprehension.
"God treats me well, I can marry you, I will take good care of you in the future, and I will never bully and lose."
Mo Wen walked to the table and sat down.
"If you have a husband like a king, if you are very lucky, you will abide by the woman's way and honor your in-laws after you pull your hair, and raise children for your husband."
Lin Ruochen responded softly.
"Said so coherently, how long have you practiced these words" Mo asked with a smile, and then took the cup of tea that Lin Ruochen had poured for him earlier and drank it all.
"Don't say it."
Lin Ruochen lowered his head and muttered.
"Your lady is doing a great job, this pair of phoenixes comes to life."
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Mo Wen stretched out his hand and pointed to one of the several wooden boxes on the table, the woman married with a personal dowry, all of which were small objects, most of which were to show the villagers and her husband's skills that she was good at, Lin Ruochen's personal dowry had four pieces, a box of pasta, a box of books, a box of embroidery, and a piano wrapped in red cloth.
"The phoenix is flying, and its feathers are bright."
Lin Ruochen responded in a low voice.
Mo Wen nodded again and again, Lin Ruochen said that the phoenix Yu Fei is an allusion in the Book of Poetry, describing the phoenix and the phoenix in the air, implying a hundred years of good togetherness, which shows that Lin Ruochen really understands poetry and songs.
"The phoenix has a spiritual root, and the clouds flutter their wings and perch on the ground."
Don't ask to feel that the phoenix is a noble and loyal bird, and according to legend, no matter how far it flies, it will return to the nest at night.
"The phoenix is born and the god feather is riding the wind to shake up the nine heavens."
Lin Ruochen said casually.
Mo Wen nodded slightly, the sentence he said before was just a sigh of loyalty to the phoenix bird, not a record in poetry and books, I didn't expect Lin Ruochen to be able to pick it up so neatly, but Lin Ruochen's words were too far-reaching and too imposing for a woman, which showed that her heart was not as weak as she showed.
Mo Wen didn't think much about it, after all, it was a good thing that his wife was talented and learned.
After a while, Mo Wen stretched out his hand and pointed to the piano wrapped in red cloth on the table, "Is this a piano or a zheng?"
"Kite."
Lin Ruochen replied.
The guqin is seven strings, and the guzheng is thirteen strings, although the sound produced by the guzheng and the guqin are both called qin sounds, but in fact the two are not the same thing.
Mo Wen nodded when he heard this, the guqin has multiple tones, it is more difficult to control, and non-masters dare not operate it.
The strings of the guzheng are multi-pitched, and it is relatively easy to learn, but the control is complicated, there are too many movements when stroking the qin, and the treble is not enough, so it is inferior to the qin.
"If the husband is interested, you and I can play a song together to make fun of the heart."
Lin Ruochen turned his head to look at the bamboo flute on the wall.
At this time, Yin Shi's house will have one or two of the eight musical instruments, one is that the master does know the rhythm, and the other is that the owner is a vassal and elegant hanging decoration, Lin Ruochen's move is a little bold, because if Mo Wen does not understand the rhythm, it is very likely to cause embarrassment.
"Very good."
Mo Wen nodded and smiled, Lin Ruochen is the youngest daughter of the Lin family, her family is superior, and she is talented and learned, it is inevitable that there will be some young lady tempers, as long as she is convinced, she can naturally get along well in the future.
Lin Ruochen is only sixteen years old, although she is married, she is a girl after all, and when she heard this, she immediately walked to the table to vacate her position and tune the strings.
Mo Wen took the bamboo flute from the wall to wipe it, the Wei and Jin dynasties had a clean and elegant literary style, and most of the literati were familiar with the rhythm of music, among which the flute and the flute were the first choice, and these two musical instruments were made of bamboo drilling, and there was a noble style of green bamboo.
Second, you can stand and play, which shows the man's jade tree in the wind.
Lin Ruochen sat down after tuning, then turned his head to look at Mo Wen, Mo Wen nodded and smiled, inhaled the horizontal flute, there are not many pieces played by the guzheng and the flute, among which the famous song Phoenix Qiuhuang is the most in tune, the guzheng treble is insufficient, and the sound of the piano is cold and sad, and the warmth and thickness of the flute sound just make up for its shortcomings.
The two are well prepared, don't ask to play first, the universe is different, the husband sings and the woman follows, Mo asks together, Lin Ruochen immediately follows, the man takes the standing as the elegance, the woman takes the sitting as the beauty, the two stand and sit, the flute and the zither are attached to each other, the flute is expressed in the voice, the piano is revealed, the high place is led by the flute, the low-key is spread by the sound of the piano, and the way of getting along with the husband and wife is hidden under the singing harmony, and the yin and yang are often attracted by the high and low.
Although the flute and the zheng, Mo Wen still found that Lin Ruochen was not weak when the song was in high notes, but frequently raised, forcing the flute to be more high-pitched, and whenever he tried his best to raise the flute, the sound of the piano would immediately become gentle and murmuring.
But the next time the high note comes, the sound of the piano will be raised, forcing him to fight again.
Don't ask a scholar, playing such a high-pitched flute makes him feel a little hard, but he is very happy in his heart, husband and wife get along not men are in charge of women to follow, it is a good thing for wives to have their own ideas, with Lin Ruochen to run the family, the family will be able to flourish.
Before the song ended, there was a sudden sound of eager footsteps outside the door, Mo Wen lowered the bamboo flute and frowned, the footsteps outside belonged to Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu never went to the inner courtyard where the master lived on weekdays, so there must be something wrong with such an eager intrusion: