Daughter of aristocratic family

Coming out of the mansion, one of the clan elders frowned and asked, "Are you going to ignore this matter?"

"What the hell, do you always have so much money to help Zhao He pay off his gambling debts?" his son asked him.

"Even if you have so much money, if you help this time, what about next time? This is a bottomless pit and there is no way to help." The son of another clan elder said.

"Then you just have to watch Zhao Xian sell his ancestral home to a gambling house?" one of the clan elders asked dissatisfiedly.

"Otherwise, what can we do? We don't want to drag us down because of Zhao He's gambling debts." His son replied coldly.

The clan elders and sons had different opinions and had a heated argument. Zhao Cheng coughed a few times and said, "I have an idea."

Everyone looked at him and Zhao Cheng said: "We can pool the money to buy back the mansion and use it as a clan institution and ancestral hall in the future. In this way, the sale of the ancestral home will never happen again. What do you uncles think?"

When the clan elders and sons heard Zhao Cheng's words, they all fell into deep thought.

Although Zhao Cheng's suggestion is reasonable, it also requires a large sum of money. After all, the Zhao family's ancestral home is worth a lot of money.

"This method is feasible, but..." One of the clan elders hesitated, "Where can we collect so much money?"

"We can use part of the clan's public property, and the rest can be put together by us clan members." Zhao Cheng said slowly.

He has never forgotten the fact that the people in the mansion plotted against his daughter.

"A Cheng is right. In this way, we can not only preserve the ancestral home, but also take this opportunity to unite the hearts of the clan members." said the son of a clan elder.

Old Mrs. Zhao took the girls to the mansion to raise them, but used them as tools to cling to the nobles. This made the tribe dissatisfied and made people lose their hearts.

Now that Zhao Cheng has proposed such a plan, which can not only save the Zhao family's face, but also avoid the embarrassing situation of selling the ancestral home again, everyone agrees.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say." The clan elders finally reached a consensus and decided to adopt Zhao Cheng's suggestion, "Let's go back to the village to collect money. In this city, Cheng, keep an eye on the big house. Don't let the gambling houses take over the big house." Sell ​​it to someone else.”

After seeing off the clan elders, Zhao Cheng went home happily. Seeing that he was in a good mood, Zhao Cui asked, "Is the matter resolved?"

When Zhao Cheng explained the matter, Mrs. Zhao Cui was stunned for a moment, "This is a good method."

Just when Zhao Cheng was busy solving the affairs of the ancestral home, Yun Hao and Zhao Wangshu's horoscopes had been reconciled. Mrs. Qiao visited again and said to Zhao Cui with a smile on her face: "Congratulations, Yun Hao and Wangshu's marriage." The horoscopes have already been matched, and they are a perfect match. It is truly a match made in heaven. I came here this time to discuss the wedding of my two children."

Mrs. Zhao Cui said with a smile on her face: "We are happy together. Regarding the details of the marriage, please give Mrs. Qiao more guidance."

Mrs. Qiao said with a sweet smile: "Sister, you are too polite. I am a big matchmaker, so I should worry about this matter. Sister, in my opinion, since the two children have the same affection, it is only right to get married as early as possible. I don't know. What do you think of Sister Zhao?"

"It's already October, and the Chinese New Year is just over two months away. Isn't it too hasty to get two children married within two months?" Zhao Cui asked.

Mrs. Qiao frowned, "Sister, you are right. Two months is indeed a rush, but next year will be a widow's year, so it is not suitable for getting married."

"Then the year after tomorrow, March will be the auspicious time for spring flowers to bloom and all things to revive. Moreover, there will be enough time to prepare. What do you think?" Zhao Cui asked.

Mrs. Qiao thought for a moment and said, "Sister's suggestion is very good, so I will reply to the Yun family right now."

"It's hard work for me, sister, to travel back and forth." Mrs. Zhao Cui gave Mrs. Qiao a big red envelope.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and then Mrs. Qiao stood up and left.

Mrs. Qiao went to the Yun Mansion and told Mrs. Yun what Zhao Cui meant. Mrs. Yun had no objection, "Then just listen to my in-laws. It's hard for the old lady to travel back and forth."

After saying that, Mrs. Yun also stuffed a big red envelope into Mrs. Qiao's hand.

Mrs. Qiao didn't refuse and accepted the red envelope, but she was old after all, so she went to Zhao's house in the afternoon to tell Mrs. Zhao Cui what Mrs. Yun meant. After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao Cui showed a happy smile, "Okay, then it's settled."

Looking back, she told Zhao Wangshu about the matter, "Yue'er, your wedding day is set for March of the year after next. Although there is still more than a year, you have to prepare well."

"Grandma, my needlework is average. If you ask me to embroider a wedding dress, I might not be able to do it." Zhao Wangshu is self-aware.

"You." Ms. Zhao Cui gave her a heavy poke on the forehead, "You draw the pattern yourself, and I will find someone to embroider it for you. However, you have to embroider the fan to cover your face yourself."

"I know, thank you, grandma." Zhao Wangshu smiled and raised his eyebrows.

However, there was still more than a year left, so she was not in a hurry to paint, but went to the racecourse to play horses with Yao Shanzhi.

On the racecourse, there is the sound of horse hooves and the dust is flying.

The two rode horses, sometimes running side by side, sometimes chasing each other, enjoying this pure joy.

The sun shone through the clouds, spreading warmth on the two of them, and the cool autumn wind seemed to become warmer.

"Gardenia, look, are my riding skills getting better and better?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a smile, a trace of pride on his face.

"Your equestrian skills have improved very quickly." Yao Shanzhi praised with a smile.

After running for a while, both of them were a little tired, so they sat down to rest by the stage.

The maids put tea and snacks on the table, and the two of them drank tea, ate snacks, and chatted.

"By the way, Yue'er, when is your wedding day?" Yao Shanzhi asked.

"It's early, we have to wait until March of the year after next." Zhao Wangshu picked up the pot and poured another glass of water.

"It's been so long, Master Yun, isn't he in a hurry to marry you?" Yao Shanzhi asked with a smile.

"It's useless for him to think about it. Next year he will be a widower." Zhao Wangshu sipped his tea, "Besides, I don't want to get married so early."

"Why? Are you afraid that Master Yun will treat you well after marriage?"

"I believe he will still treat me well after marriage, but I still want to spend more time with my parents." Zhao Wangshu said.

The two chatted for a while, rested enough, went to the clean room, mounted their horses and ran a few more laps before returning to the city.

When we arrived at the city gate, we heard the sound of mourning boards.

According to Daliang etiquette, the mourning board will be sounded only when a close relative of the royal family, a first-grade noble, or a first-grade official passes away.

"Who passed away?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

"I haven't heard of anyone who is seriously ill?" Yao Shanzhi suddenly thought of something and took a breath, "The second princess has been suffering from diarrhea these days, can it be her?"

"It looked like the second princess was in good health that day. She's still so young, so diarrhea won't kill her, right?"

Facts have proved that it was true. The second princess continued to suffer from diarrhea and died at the age of nineteen.

Zhao Wangshu couldn't help but sigh, "Everything in the world is really unpredictable."