Do You Know?: I, the Little Cabinet Elder, Regent of the World.

Chapter 33 A beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen, her body as soft as butter, a sword at her waist to slay mortals!
The fifth day of the fifth lunar month is an auspicious day.

"Ding-dong!"

"Ding-dong!"

The sounds of gongs and drums filled the air, accompanied by the high-pitched suona music of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix," creating a joyous and lively atmosphere.

Jiang Zhao rode a tall horse, dressed in a crimson robe, head held high and chest out, exuding confidence and spirit in every gesture.

Behind them were several young men, also riding tall horses, all smiles; they were Gu Tingye, Zhang Ci, and Chen Fu.

In addition, Jiang Zhao's two younger brothers, second uncle, and third uncle also followed on horseback.

Following them were eight sedan chair bearers, a dozen musicians playing celebratory tunes, a dozen cousins ​​carrying lanterns and colorful flags, and several hundred members of the Jiang clan creating a lively atmosphere.

Besides these people, there were also many others who spontaneously joined in the fun, stretching for a whole kilometer. They were all chatting in groups, making it quite lively.

Before long, the group arrived at the main gate of the Sheng Mansion.

"Brother-in-law, stop."

Eleven-year-old Sheng Changfeng was very lively. He was excited and shouted loudly to stop the wedding procession.

"Changfeng, it's been a long time!" Jiang Zhao waved with a smile.

During this period, he, Gu Tingye, and Sheng Changbai spent a lot of time together, and Sheng Changfeng would occasionally join in the fun. The two had already become acquainted.

To be fair, Sheng Changfeng is not stupid. In terms of talent alone, he is definitely someone who has the potential to succeed through education.

What's even more commendable is that Sheng Changfeng wasn't corrupted by his stepmother and developed a petty attitude, which is quite rare.

If we were to pinpoint any flaw in him, it would be that he is too flamboyant and unable to keep secrets.

If this bad habit is instigated by others, it could lead to serious mistakes.

"Brother-in-law, do you have a poem to urge me to get ready for the wedding?" Sheng Changfeng asked loudly.

"No rush." ​​Jiang Zhao smiled gently and waved his hand. A cousin who had been arranged in advance walked up with several gifts.

Sheng Molan, Sheng Rulan, and Sheng Minglan are all treated equally, and whether it is a gold bracelet or a gold pendant, they are all valuable jewelry.

Sheng Molan and Sheng Rulan were worldly-wise children who had probably seen some gold bracelets and pendants before, and they accepted the jewelry with smiles on their faces.

Sheng Minglan seemed to have never seen such a valuable item before. She was equally delighted, but her demeanor showed a hint of timidity.

Overjoyed yet timid!
Jiang Zhao saw this scene, sighed slightly, but did not intend to interfere further.

Anyway, it's hard to comment on Sheng Minglan's concubine.

At the same time, the third brother, Jiang Xu, stepped forward and presented Sheng Changfeng with a painting and calligraphy work by a famous artist.

Jiang Zhao waved again: "Changbai, I'll give you a poem."

The second brother, Jiang Xiao, stepped forward and presented a poem written by Jiang Zhao.

Almost simultaneously, a large number of people gathered around.

Jiang Zhao's poems are no ordinary works.

To date, he has only sent a few poems.

The poems of mourning sent to Fan Zhongyan and Yan Shu both caused quite a stir.

The poem "To the Tune of 'Breaking the Enemy's Formation' - A Heroic Poem for Di Hanchen" presented to Di Qing, with the line "Having accomplished the affairs of the emperor and the world, I have won fame before and after my death. Alas, my hair has turned white!" is exceptionally famous.

This poem was widely recited in the border regions, and gradually it had a chain reaction, becoming known throughout the world.

A few days ago, in early March, Di Qing unfortunately passed away due to mouth sores.

During that time, Jiang Zhao was focused on scientific research and did not mourn.

Of course, even if Jiang Zhao did have the time, he most likely wouldn't go to mourn.

He had some acquaintance with Di Qing, but it wasn't deep.

In the past, words of condolence often gave the impression of being "too familiar with someone you barely know."

Because of Di Qing's death, the poem that Jiang Zhao sent to him was widely circulated again.

That poem is already a well-known masterpiece!

After passing the imperial examination with top honors, Jiang Zhao wrote a poem titled "Prodigy Poem," which is filled with memorable lines.

"Of all professions, only studying is noble."

"In the morning he was a peasant, in the evening he rose to the emperor's court."

"A timely rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land; the wedding night, the day of passing the imperial examination."

These are all lines that represent the pinnacle of literary talent, treasures revered by everyone.

The person who received the poem, Jiang Zhao's teacher Han Zhang, became incredibly famous because of it.

Furthermore, whether by coincidence or not, the people Jiang Zhao sent his poems to were all quite remarkable.

Fan Zhongyan was a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, and Yan Shu was a former Prime Minister.

Di Qing, who was granted the title of Marquis of Wuxiang, was arguably the most formidable military general of the previous generation.

Han Zhang needs no introduction; a once high-ranking official who experienced dramatic rises and falls before making a comeback, he is only forty-nine years old now, and it's unclear what his potential is. These are all top-tier figures in officialdom, those who have direct access to the highest levels of government.

Now, Jiang Zhao actually has poems to give away?

Some people, upon seeing the poems, recited them aloud without even having time to appreciate them.

"Reading on a Winter Night to Show Sincerity!"

"The ancients spared no effort in their studies; what they learned in their youth bore fruit in their old age!"

"What you learn from books is never enough; you must put it into practice to truly understand!"

This is a poem that advocates the unity of knowledge and action, and that practice deepens understanding.

Of course, the interpretation of poetry often varies slightly depending on the person and the event.

The poem, presented to Sheng Changbai at this time, undoubtedly became a testament to the brother-in-law's earnest expectations that his brother-in-law should not just study hard but learn to put knowledge into practice.

"Changbai will soon become famous throughout the world!"

"Jiang Lang of Huaizuo, your reputation is well-deserved; you are truly a pragmatic man!"

"This is a masterpiece that will stand the test of time!"

Praise was endless.

Some praised Jiang Zhao, while others envied Sheng Changbai; the scholars were abuzz with discussion.

"Changbai is grateful for your instruction." Sheng Changbai put away the poem and bowed respectfully.

Jiang Zhao nodded.

"Brother-in-law, the poem to urge you to get ready for the wedding," Sheng Changfeng reminded him once again.

The so-called "bridal grooming poem" is a poem praising the bride during the wedding procession. The content is often to urge the bride not to be shy and to come out and get married quickly.

The purpose of this poem is to make young women in their boudoirs appear demure and reserved.

The fact that the woman arrived too late for the wedding procession, making hundreds of people wait for an extended period of time, makes her seem inconsiderate.

If a woman comes out too early, it makes her seem unreserved.

Once the poem urging a woman to get ready is recited, no matter how early she comes out, she will not lose her composure.

Generally speaking, it's difficult to write a good or bad poem for urging a bride to get married; it's almost always just a formality.

These poems have prescribed content, and there are almost no particularly outstanding ones.

Jiang Zhao laughed loudly, raised his head and said: "A golden hairpin is tucked into her cloud-like hair, a jade mirror is opened to reflect her phoenix curtains; I hear the sound of flutes and drums at the door, and I must hurry up before applying rouge!"

In short, it praises the woman's excellent appearance. While she is still dressing in front of the mirror, the wedding music has already started, breaking the tranquility of her boudoir, indicating that the auspicious time has arrived.

"Haha! Brother-in-law, please!" After receiving his brother-in-law's greeting, Sheng Changfeng immediately became sensible and strode forward to lead the way.

Jiang Zhao smiled and strode inside.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

The man in red and the woman in green—they make a very good match.

The sky was dark, and the candlelight flickered.

Jiang Zhao swayed left and right, seemingly drunk.

The moment he stepped into the bridal chamber, he straightened up immediately, and his steps stopped swaying.

Pretend to be drunk!

This is a unique feature of newlyweds.

With Gu Tingye, Chen Fu, and Zhang Ci stopping him from drinking and drinking on his behalf, Jiang Zhao actually drank less than three cups of wine.

Even if we disregard the small amount of alcohol, it would be difficult to get him drunk even with more.

In fact, Jiang Zhao's alcohol tolerance is quite good.

It's just that he doesn't usually drink a lot.

Entering the new house, Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked towards his beloved.

Noticing the beauty's tense breathing, Jiang Zhao gently lifted the veil.

"My wife, let's drink the nuptial wine!"

Lights off.

"My wife, hold me tight!"

"Humph"

A beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen, her body as soft as butter, a sword at her waist to slay mortals!
Although no heads are seen falling, they secretly drain your very marrow!
(End of this chapter)