Chapter 123: Wedding

Baifeng's two crowns have already been crafted. Sui's crown is a style Baifeng imitated from the Ming Dynasty crown, simplified many times over. To make it look more magnificent, not only were carefully selected crystals and Agate of various colors inlaid on it, but there were also strings of beads hanging down, swaying back and forth, though the weight was a bit much.

The crystals and Agate were all polished by Baifeng himself, grinding out the kind of geometric facets seen in later generations of gemstones, though they were very crude. After being polished, they refracted charming fire under the sun.

As for Baifeng's own crown, he did not know what kind of style it was; it was mostly self-created. It looked a bit like a Five-Beam Crown, and a bit like a Hibiscus Crown. Baifeng had originally wanted to make a Hibiscus Crown, but unfortunately, his craftsmanship had not reached that level. It was not as magnificent as Sui's, but Baifeng felt it was more solemn, especially after inserting that pure gold hairpin.

Upon seeing the crown, Sui couldn't wait to put it on her head, but her loose hair was not suitable for wearing a crown. Baifeng carefully washed her hair with soap locust and arborvitae water, and after letting it air-dry in the room, he attempted to coil her hair.

In his previous life, Baifeng had no experience in braiding or coiling a girl's hair, but even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had seen pigs run, right? At least he had seen girls with coiled hair. He just fumbled around and messed with it himself. After all, not a single person in the entire tribe had ever coiled their hair; they all just wore it loose or twisted it into a few braids.

Baifeng's own hair was tied up and secured with a bamboo hairpin, which allowed him to be clearly distinguished from all the savages at first glance. He also found Agate and crystals long enough and was slowly grinding a hairpin. This was a major project; it was too difficult to grind it thin, and it could only be done in a leisurely season like Winter.

Sui's hair was exceptionally long. Because there was no habit of grooming hair, it basically just got too long and affected her activities, so she would use a Knife to cut off a portion directly. Now, Sui's hair was still waist-length, and the thickness was quite good.

Baifeng spent almost an entire day messing with Sui's hair. There were no hair clips or rubber bands; everything was tied with rope. In the end, Baifeng managed to fumble out a hairstyle suitable for wearing a crown.

After putting on the crown, there was no mirror, so Baifeng drew his Knife and let her use the blade as a mirror to look at her own image. Although it was very blurry, once Sui looked at it, she didn't want to take the crown off anymore, nor was she willing to let her hair down again, even though it was impossible to sleep like this. But just by looking at herself like that, Sui really felt that, just as Baifeng said, she was the most beautiful woman in the entire tribe.

After much persuasion, Sui finally agreed to take off the crown. It was mainly because the crown was relatively heavy, and after wearing it for a long time, she felt her neck was a bit sore. As for her hair, Baifeng said he would coil it for her again tomorrow, and only then was she willing to undo her hair to sleep properly.

After all, one couldn't work while wearing a crown, and he couldn't waste time coiling her hair every day. It seemed like they were the people with the highest status in the entire tribe, but in reality, they were just a bandit leader and his captured wife. When he truly becomes a King and she becomes the Queen, she could coil her hair and wear a crown every day.

The next day, Baifeng just coiled her hair in a simpler style; it looked good even without wearing the crown. Sui couldn't see it herself and only felt that Baifeng had messed with her head for quite a while, assuming it was coiled the same as yesterday, so she happily went out to stroll and show off.

Baifeng stopped worrying about her; he had to prepare to hold a grand wedding. A crown alone was not enough. For the venue, he chose the tribal plaza, and for the ceremony, he would just pay respects to Heaven and Earth. He didn't have any more complicated procedures; there was no maternal family and no parents, so everything was simplified, but it had to be solemn.

For clothing, they had to wear long robes and magnificent attire; only by using more material could their status be shown. Now the tribe had plenty of Hemp Cloth and furs, so using some would not cause any waste.

It was impossible to use the original color of the Hemp Cloth. Actually, dyeing cloth was not difficult, but there was no need to waste that labor. Did clothes really have to have color to be worn?

But Baifeng still wanted something different, and once the cloth was dyed, its value would certainly be much higher than colorless fabric when they traded with other tribes.

However, Baifeng only knew of two plant dyes: black using Chinese gall, and blue using indigo Grass, also known as Ban Lan Gen.

Baifeng chose black because black was more steady and dignified. For color fixing, soaking it in salt water was enough. It didn't take much effort to dye the black cloth, though it was still very rough.

The long robes for the two were quickly finished. Baifeng told Sui about the upcoming wedding. Sui did not understand what getting married was; did men and women need any ceremony just to be together?

Baifeng told her that this was a sacrificial ceremony belonging to the two of them, telling the gods that the two of them would be together from now on. It was also a sacrifice to confirm Sui's status as the Tribal Chief's wife, and it could not be sloppy.

Hearing that it was a sacrifice, Sui was immediately nervous and at a loss, because a sacrifice was a major event that determined the fate of the tribe. Baifeng urged her not to be afraid; he had known for a long time that the gods would protect them.

The wedding did not have a chosen date, because Baifeng had no idea what day it was now. He just felt that the weather would be better tomorrow, so he chose tomorrow.

There were no tables and no grand banquets; they still sat on the ground around the bonfire, eating meat and drinking Wine. However, Baifeng and Sui had two high chairs, and at the end of the ceremony, they would accept the kneeling of the tribesmen.

From the moment Sui appeared wearing the black long robe, with her hair coiled high and wearing the crown, led by Baifeng, all the tribesmen were dumbfounded. They didn't pay attention to Baifeng; they only felt that Sui was so beautiful. She was clearly an ugly woman, but why did they feel she was beautiful now?

Those women who were hailed as beauties by the tribesmen also felt that they were inferior to Sui. They thought that tomorrow they would also coil their hair high instead of letting it hang loose like this; they would certainly be more beautiful than Sui again.

The aesthetics of the people in Baifeng's tribe seemed to have been reshaped in an instant. For a long time after this, the women of Baifeng's tribe all wore their hair in a high coil, and if they didn't have a crown, they would insert feathers of various colors.

But they didn't know that the hairstyle and the crown were not the most important things. The curvaceous figure, although wrapped tightly, could still be expressed by the long robe on Sui's slender frame. The black fabric gave the monotonous aesthetics more color, and her fair, clean skin was the most important thing of all.

The two of them offered food to Heaven and Earth, poured three cups of Wine, and then threw many cypress seeds into the fire. Finally, they performed the grand ceremony of three kowtows and nine prostrations on the ground covered with furs. Baifeng had practiced this with Sui many times in the room beforehand, so although Sui was nervous, she didn't make any mistakes.

Finally, Baifeng pulled Sui to sit on the high chairs, with the stone inscribed with Heaven and Earth behind them. Baifeng felt that after they had knelt before this stone for so long, it might actually have a spirit. Ever since he transmigrated, he didn't dare to deny the existence of gods.

All the tribesmen, led by the shaman, knelt down in a vast crowd. Just as they were about to kowtow, Xiong shouted loudly first: "Congratulations to our King and Queen!"

The other tribesmen did not hesitate and subsequently shouted, albeit not in unison: "Congratulations to our King and Queen!"

Baifeng was a bit panicked. His wedding was not an enthronement, and furthermore, he had no intention of calling himself King right now. If you all want to force it, you have to at least provide a yellow robe.