Daughter of aristocratic family

Zhao Shuhui's good day was on the 16th. Mrs. Zhao Cui didn't want to deal with the mansion, so she simply stayed in the village and waited until she drank Zhao Shuhui's wedding wine before returning to the city. This way she could justifiably avoid drinking Zhao Yufang's wedding wine.

On the 16th, Zhao Wangshu and the others arrived at Zhao Shuhui's house early in the morning. Without saying a few words, Mrs. Xi came to help the bride dress up.

Under the skillful hands of Mrs. Xi, Zhao Shuhui was quickly dressed up in a bright red wedding dress and a flower crown on her head.

Mrs. Liu came in to see her daughter, holding a small bowl of sweet red date porridge in her hand, "Shuhui." Before she could say anything, her eyes turned red.

"Auntie." Zhao Shuhui's eyes were moist.

"Hey, hey, the bride can't cry. She won't be beautiful if she wears makeup." Mrs. Xi quickly stopped her.

"Xiyao is right, Shuhui, don't cry, come, come, feed you to drink porridge." Liu sat down on the pier.

"Thank you, grandma." Zhao Shuhui forced back her tears.

When Mrs. Liu was feeding Zhao Shuhui porridge, Mrs. Xi said auspicious words, "One spoonful of gold, two spoons of silver, three spoons of four spoons will lead to peace. Five spoons of happiness, wealth and longevity, six spoons of happiness for the whole family. Seven spoons of eight spoons of longevity." Years old, nine spoons and ten spoons last forever. The bride drinks this bowl of sweet porridge, and her life is sweet and prosperous."

Zhao Yingniang chuckled and said, "Mrs. Xi is really capable. She speaks auspicious words every time she opens her mouth."

"Mrs. Xi is famous for her sharp tongue from all over the country." Zhao Shuhui's aunt laughed beside her.

After Zhao Shuhui finished her porridge, Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Xi and Mrs. Xiao Liu went out.

Zhao Wangshu and the other three chatted with Zhao Shuhui until the sound of firecrackers sounded outside and the Guo family's sedan chair came to the door. Then Mrs. Xi quickly came in and put the hijab on Zhao Shuhui.

Zhao Yingniang quickly closed the door, "I won't open the door unless my brother-in-law gives me a red envelope for opening the door."

Zhao Shuhui's younger brothers went out to welcome her, asking for money to open the door, and making it difficult for her relatives to welcome her. The people next to her urged her, "The auspicious time is coming soon."

Guo Tiesheng, who was wearing a large red silk flower on his chest, smiled naively and said, "Please ask some brothers-in-law to help me pick up the bride."

Everyone got out of the way laughing and joking. Guo Tiesheng arrived at the door of the new house, knocked on the door and said, "Madam, I'm here to pick you up."

"If you want to pick up the bride, you have to give her a red envelope." Zhao Yingniang blocked the door, while Zhao Wangshu and Zhao Xiuniang looked at the groom from the window.

Guo Tiesheng is worthy of being a blacksmith. He is tall and burly, as strong as a cow, and his voice is particularly loud.

It wasn't until he stuffed six red envelopes in that Zhao Yingniang opened the door and said, "Brother-in-law married my sister, so you must treat her well."

Guo Tiesheng slapped his chest quickly, "Don't worry, I will hurt Shuhui as a baby."

He picked up Zhao Shuhui, and apart from seeing off his relatives, the other family members dispersed after the banquet.

Zhao Wangshu followed Zhao Cui and Zhao Li home and found Zhao Yin and Yun Hao coming.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Wangshu pulled Yun Hao aside and asked softly.

Yun Hao whispered: "I missed you and came to pick you up."

"I miss you too." Zhao Wangshu smiled sweetly.

The two held hands and whispered.

It was still early, so the two of them went out to the mountains.

In early winter, it is desolate and the ground is covered with fallen leaves.

Zhao Wangshu picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and said, "Yunhao, look at this leaf that has been gnawed by insects into a heart shape."

"Insects know people's thoughts, and every leaf expresses lovesickness." Yun Hao said with a gentle smile.

Zhao Wangshu smiled slyly, "Then keep it as a souvenir."

Yun Yan took the leaves and carefully put it in his arms. The two continued to move forward, and after a long time, they reached a yellow wood forest.

The leaves are like fire, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding Xiao Se.

Zhao Wangshu looked at the red leaves on the tree, his eyes full of amazement, "Yunhao, do you think these maple leaves look like flames in winter?"

Yun Hao picked off a red cotinus leaf, "This fiery red color is just like my feelings for you, strong and hot."

"My Lord Yun, you are becoming more and more good at talking about love." Zhao Wangshu snuggled into his arms.

Yun Hao lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of her hair, and said softly: "Words from the bottom of my heart are naturally beautiful."

It was almost dusk, and the wind on the mountain became colder, so the two of them went down the mountain hand in hand.

The next day, the family returned to the city with several carts of things.

In the afternoon of that day, Mrs. Zhao Cui couldn't wait to invite the official media. Zhao Yin had been promoted a few days ago and was now the sixth-rank minister of the Hanlin Academy.

The servant -level officials are not high, but the servant lecture is a relatively expensive position in the Hanlin Academy. It is mainly responsible for drafting the emperor to draft orders and attendance.

Although his official rank is not high, his position is close to that of the emperor and he has certain real power and influence.

Zhao Cui brought the official media and hiring the gift list to the princess house to propose a relative. The growth princess learned that Zhao Yan's official position was still satisfied, but for the first time, it must be rejected.

Princess Duan Chengcheng coughed slightly and said: "Old lady, Ling Sun's future is limitless, and I am very satisfied with him. But I always have to consider marriage matters first."

When Zhao Cui heard this reason, she was not surprised at all and smiled: "What the eldest princess said is that marriage matters really need to be carefully considered. Then please think about it and come to visit me again in a few days."

Princess Duan grew up and smiled and nodded, politely letting the maid see her off. She went into the inner courtyard to find Song Yuanqu, "Zhao Yin's grandmother brought the official matchmaker to propose marriage."

Song Yuanqu's eyes lit up, "Did mother agree?"

"You, a girl who hates getting married, do you like the boy from the Zhao family so much?" Princess Duan grew up and poked her forehead with her finger.

Song and Yuanqu smiled shyly, "Brother Zhao treats me very well, I, I am willing to marry him." In the second half of the sentence, if the sound of mosquitoes and ants, it was impossible.

"What are you talking about?" Princess Duan asked with a smile.

"Mother, why don't you agree?" Song Yuanqu asked.

"If he agrees to the proposal for the first time, he must ask the Zhao family to mention it a few more times to show his sincerity." Princess Duan grew up and said.

"Mother, please don't embarrass the grandma of the Zhao family too much." Song Yuanqu begged.

"The girl with her elbows turned out." Princess Duan poked her in the forehead again.

When Zhao Shuqing learned that Zhao Cui had come to the princess mansion to propose marriage to Song Yuanqu on behalf of her grandson, Princess Duan grew up and didn't drive her away immediately, and seemed to want to agree, so she immediately panicked.

She accepted Princess Duan as her adoptive mother in order to be able to match Chen Xiao.

If Princess Duan grows up and marries her biological daughter to a sixth-rank official, then who will her adopted daughter be married to?

Zhao Shuqing went to see Princess Duan Chengcheng by sending bird's nest soup, "Foster mother, I heard that someone came to ask for Sister Yuanqu's hand in marriage. Is this true?"

Princess Duan Changchun was drinking tea. After hearing Zhao Shuqing's words, she said without raising her eyelids, "Yes, that's what happened."

"Foster mother, how did you reply to her?"

"Chunjuan, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't have to ask more, don't think more."

"Yes." Zhao Shuqing bowed her head reluctantly and replied.

Crazy, it’s scheduled to go on the 27th.