Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 24 Marriage
  Just as everyone was about to clean the pickled garlic jars, they heard Zhao Shuqing, who had just gone out, scream, "Ah!"

"What's wrong?" Everyone hurried out. In the backyard of this deep house, no one can get in. What happened to her?

When everyone came out, they saw Zhao Shuqing collapsed in the maid's arms with a look of horror on her face, panting. Two people wearing green-faced fangs masks stood in front of her.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are not bad people." The masked man said.

The girls were in the inner kitchen of the Zhao family, and outsiders were generally not allowed in. This masked person was probably one of the five young masters of the Zhao family.

Zhao Wangshu frowned. In Zhuangzi, people would wear similar masks and dance Nuo dances during the Laba Festival. Logically speaking, Zhao Shuqing shouldn't be so frightened.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he warned aloud: "Take off the mask, she will see clearly who you are, and she won't be afraid."

"Yes, yes." The man wearing the mask took off his mask. It was Zhao Chang, the third son of the second wife of the Zhao family, and the other shorter one was Zhao Wen, the fifth son of the first concubine.

"Why did the Third Young Master and the Fifth Young Master come to the kitchen?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

"Today is the Laba Festival. During the Laba festival on the street, people are doing Nuo dances to pray for blessings. I thought you guys couldn't go out, so I brought them here. I didn't expect to scare people. I'm sorry." Zhao Chang explained.

He meant well, but he suddenly appeared and frightened Zhao Shuqing, who was unprepared.

"Third brother, there's no need to apologize. It's not like I've never seen Nuo dance before. How could I be frightened and act pretentious?" Zhao Shuangzhi said angrily.

"I didn't." Zhao Shuqing defended in a low voice.

"You're not scared, why are you shouting so loudly?" Zhao Shuangzhi asked.

Zhao Shuqing's eyes turned red, biting her lower lip, her face full of grievance.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Shuangzhi felt bored and wanted to say something else, but Zhao Chang felt pity and spoke for her, "I'm wearing a mask and it's normal for her to be scared if I suddenly appear."

"After all, not everyone is so courageous." Zhao Jiahua said in a weird manner.

"What did you say?" Zhao Shuangzhi asked angrily.

"I didn't tell you, do you need to be so anxious and shouting?" Zhao Jiahua sneered, "You don't need to be so self-aware."

"Zhao Jiahua!" Zhao Shuangzhi gritted his teeth in anger.

The two of them had always been at odds with each other and always liked to quarrel. Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Zhao Shuhui and the others quickly said: "It's a big holiday for those of you, and those of you who are friendly, don't lose your temper. Come on, let's go in and pickle the garlic." "

Zhao Wangshu nodded slightly to Zhao Chang, "Third Young Master, please help yourself." After a pause, he said to Zhao Shuqing's maid: "It's okay. Help your girl back to her room."

After saying that, she followed the others into the kitchen.

Zhao Chang looked at Zhao Shuqing, laughed awkwardly and said, "Sister Qing, right? I'll take you back."

"I won't trouble you, Third Young Master." Zhao Shuqing declined softly, bowed on his knees, and left with the support of his maid.

"Let's go, Xiaowu." Zhao Chang put on his mask, and Zhao Wen wandered off somewhere to pray for others.

In the kitchen, Zhao Wangshu and others marinated Laba garlic and returned to the yard.

From a distance, he watched a bunch of people coming in and out of the yard, and also saw the doctor who often came to Zhao's house. Fang Baozhu frowned and said, "Sister Qing, isn't she sick from fright?"

"No way, she is just a paper lantern, she has to be poked to break it." Zhao Shuangzhi said mockingly.

"If you have anything to guess, go over and ask, and you'll know what's going on." Zhao Jiahua walked quickly to the entrance of the courtyard.

After asking, they found out that Zhao Shuqing was fine, but something happened to Zhao Yuzhen, Zhao Yuyan, and Zhao Yufang who went out to do charity.

"Miss Zhen's arm is injured, Miss Fang is covered in blood, and Miss Yan has such a big swelling on her forehead." The maid told them with gestures. Everyone was stunned. After a while, Zhao Shuangzhi guessed: "They must have boiled the porridge. It's too unpalatable. They must have been beaten."

"How could such a thing happen? Stop talking nonsense and go in." Zhao Wangshu raised his legs and walked into the courtyard.

Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao were all sitting in the living room with ugly faces. When they saw them coming in, they didn't say much and sent them back to their rooms.

At the cusp of the storm, Zhao Wangshu didn't let Mrs. Qiao go find out what happened. She waited until the next day to find out what happened from Zhao Jiahua.

"A wild cat jumped out of nowhere, knocked over the stove selling sugar paintings, ignited the grass piled on the roadside, and started a fire. The fire caused panic. People on the street ran and screamed. Real sisters and the others It happened to be on that street, so it ended up like this." Zhao Jiahua simply described yesterday's chaos.

Zhao Wangshu frowned, "This is truly an unforeseen disaster."

"Sister Fang and Sister Yan can just take care of their injuries. Sister Zhen is unlucky. The marriage has been decided."

Zhao Wangshu was surprised, "Why is it even related to the real sister's marriage?"

"The real sister fell into a man's arms, and the two rolled into a ball on the ground, and they had skin-to-skin contact." Zhao Jiahua crossed his index fingers, "mouth to mouth."

Zhao Wangshu's eyes widened in surprise, "This is too outrageous."

"When something like this happens, my real sister has no other choice but to marry him." Zhao Jiahua sighed.

"Who is that man?" Zhao Wangshu frowned.

"Qian Sui of the Tianhe Bofu is a worthless libertine." Zhao Jiahua paused, "He is not a good man."

Zhao Wangshu snorted coldly, "This marriage has fulfilled the old lady's wish."

Qian Suan had a bad reputation. Although he did not marry a wife, he already had several concubines in his family. He had a romantic reputation, and everyone in the capital knew that no girl from a good family would marry him.

Tianhebo's mansion has long since declined. Tianhebo only held a casual position in the court, but Tianhebo sent his eldest daughter to the palace.

The honor concubine Qian in the palace was the biological sister of Qian Suan's mother. She was not favored, and even after giving birth to a prince, she was not promoted to concubine. However, it was better to have a son by her side than the childless Empress Zhao.

Empress Zhao had originally planned to win over the prince to consolidate her position, and marrying the Qian family was originally part of her plan, but the current situation is exactly what she wants.

Unable to bear Zhao Yu to fall into the hot bed, Zhao Wangshu and Zhao Jiahua went to find her, told her about the Qian family and Qian Suan's character, and told her bluntly, "Sister Zhen, this marriage cannot be concluded."

"Thank you two sisters for telling me this." Zhao Yuzhen lowered his head, "I, I am willing to do this marriage."

Zhao Wangshu and Zhao Jiahua frowned. They had just said so much. Was their love in vain?

"Men should marry when they are young, and women should marry when they are young. I am going to marry someone after all. I don't want to marry anyone."

"As a woman, life is already difficult. If you marry a bad person, your life will be very difficult." Zhao Wangshu advised.

"If I hadn't been selected by the big house, my father would have promised me to the cripple from the next village who could afford fifty taels of bride price." Zhao Yuzhen said with a bitter smile.

"Instead of marrying a lame man and living a poor life, it is better to marry into the uncle's house. After all, she will also be the wife of the prince, with rich clothes and good food, and can live a comfortable life." Zhao Yuzhen had carefully analyzed it.

"Sister, there are so many good men in the world, you don't need to choose between them." Zhao Jiahua said.

"There are many good men in the world, but my father and the old lady will not give me any other choice. Sister Shu and Sister Hua, I am different from you." Zhao Yuzhen said calmly.

Hearing this, Zhao Wangshu and Zhao Jiahua fell silent.

(End of this chapter)