I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 81 Second Sister's Wedding

Seeing that the wedding of the Zhou and Song families was getting closer, Song Lingyi was also thinking in the palace whether she should give a wedding gift to Song Xianglan since they were sisters after all. But her salary was not much, only 200 coins a month and 2 stone of rice, so the gifts she could give were really limited. The gifts that Su Siji and others gave last time, as expected, all went into the Song family's warehouse, and she got nothing. It was really a miserable life.

As she was thinking, she moved out the box from the bedside table. She had nothing to do at night in Nansui Garden, so she simply counted the belongings she had saved during this period. Since the palace would occasionally give her jewelry and other valuables for her daily use, she had never gone to the market to buy them, so this set of magnificent ebony crabapple box was half empty.

He Qing sat at the head of the bed and watched her count the jewelry for a long time, but she still couldn't pick out a satisfactory one, so she took out her own jewelry box and picked out a pair of mandarin duck gold bracelets that she had never worn before and gave them to her. "These gold bracelets are just sitting there for a while, you can use them as a gift. The Zhou family is big and powerful, so a small gift won't do."

"How can this be possible? This is a pure gold bracelet, it's too valuable."

He Qing didn't care. Although his family was a fifth-rank official, his family's land and shops generated a lot of revenue every year. It was just a pair of gold bracelets, which was just a drop in the bucket for her.

After her strong persuasion, Song Lingyi reluctantly accepted the pair of gold bracelets, sighing that she was after all a part of the ruling class. She thought back to when she gave her best friend an 18th birthday present in her previous life, she had only spent half a month's pocket money to buy a luxury brand lipstick, but now she was given a gold bracelet.

He Qing smiled and nodded. Thinking of something, he couldn't help but sighed: "You have been studying with the National Master for a while, and you have gradually gained experience in the Historian Bureau. You will naturally have a bright future. Now I am only giving you a pair of gold bracelets, but maybe I can give you a gold house in the future..."

In the eyes of others, Song Lingyi has made rapid progress in the Tai Shi Bureau and is extremely intelligent. She is indeed worthy of being the disciple chosen by the National Master. The National Master is also confident that Song Lingyi can take over his independent duty.

Song Lingyi smiled and joked: "It's not that exaggerated. With my little savings, I will never be able to own a golden house again..."

He Qing was amused by her words and laughed for a long time. He took a breath and said, "Don't underestimate the influence of Master Ye. When you can really take over his mantle, you may become the first female physiognomist in our dynasty!"

The first female fortune teller...

This title made Song Lingyi stunned. She had never thought so much about it. The highest rank of a female official in Daliang was fifth rank. It was not so easy to break the rules.

On the first day of October, Zhou and Song got married.

Mrs. Song prepared a total of 128 dowries for her daughter Song Xianglan, which was more than Song Zhirou's dowry. The Zhou family was not so extravagant, and the specifications of the banquet were no different from those of ordinary families, but it was enough to make Mrs. Song happy for a long time.

For women, birth is the first reincarnation, which determines their fate before marriage. Marriage is the second reincarnation, which determines their fate for the rest of their lives. Song Xianglan was able to marry into the Zhou family and become the eldest lady. No matter what the process was, Mrs. Song must be happy.

In the west wing, Song Xianglan sat in front of a bronze mirror, with Mother Qiu doing her makeup. Looking at the beautifully dressed girl in the mirror, who was about to become a wife, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

In the hall, Mrs. Song hugged Song Xianglan, but she cried even more sadly than Song Xianglan. In a blink of an eye, both daughters were married. She only hoped that the youngest daughter could live a good life in the Zhou family and not meet the wrong man like her elder sister.

After waiting for a long time, the people outside shouted, "Here they come."

Song Xianglan was a little nervous. She twisted her handkerchief. After a moment, she saw Zhou Yishen, dressed in wedding clothes, striding in. There was no joy of a newlywed on his face. He had a stern face and together with Song Xianglan, he offered tea to his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Because of this marriage, he has been nagged by Mrs. Zhou at home for a long time. He is not even allowed to go in and out of the house as he pleases. How can he be happy?

After serving tea, Zhou Yisheng casually handed a piece of red silk to Song Xianglan and said stiffly: "Let's go."

Song Xianglan blushed, held the red silk, and followed Zhou Yisheng out the door.

The three sisters who were watching from the sidelines, Song Changling was angry, Song Lingwan looked indifferent, and Song Lingyi was thinking about eating and drinking with Sister He and the others. When the bride sat in the sedan chair, Zhou Yisheng lowered the curtain and climbed onto the horse.

The sedan chair was lifted up, and music and firecrackers started to sound all around. Song Lingyi stood at the door to see her off and felt a great commotion all around her. There were the sounds of the ceremonial officers singing and shouting, the sound of firecrackers, and the congratulations of many people who came to the door to ask for red envelopes.

Song Lingyi couldn't help but begin to yearn for what the scene would be like if she got married one day.

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As autumn entered its late stages, the empress began planning to hold an autumn hunt. She had conquered her empire on horseback, so such an event was naturally indispensable every year.

Those who are shortlisted for the autumn hunting list are all close ministers of the empress. The list is almost the same every year, but this year is different. This year, Master Ye and his little apprentice are added.

On the day of the autumn hunt, Ye Xu'an was out late, so when the master and apprentice arrived, the foot of the mountain was already full of people and horses. From a distance, the most eye-catching black-edged vermilion gold-topped tent in the middle was the axis, and the various private tents spread out in all directions, extending for several miles.

Song Lingyi had not received systematic training in archery and was not even proficient in riding a horse, so she wanted to shoot while riding. That was impossible. Her task was to slack off. Watching the people around her constantly pulling their bows to warm up, Song Lingyi always stood by with her bow in her hands, and was determined not to draw her bow to make a fool of herself.

The enclosure to the south had been arranged, and the soldiers drove large quantities of game into the emperor's preferred hunting area.

Not long after, Zhao Yinxian, holding a bow, rode quickly to the hunting area where Song Lingyi was.

The palace maids and eunuchs immediately put down their gifts and went forward with quivers in their hands.

"Song Lingyi, why don't you get on the horse!?"

She was dressed in brown riding clothes, with hard leather wrist guards wrapped around her wrists and calves outlining her slender limbs. She looked heroic and majestic, revealing the demeanor of a female general galloping on the battlefield.

Song Lingyi stammered, "You've seen my riding skills before. My master doesn't care about me..."

Before reaching the hunting area, Song Lingyi had an agreement with her master to ask him to give her more guidance. Ye Xuan had just agreed to do so, but when he saw that she had difficulty getting on the horse, he gave up immediately.

I don’t even know where to be happy now!

Just as the two were in a stalemate over whether to mount the horse or not, a white horse came into Song Lingyi's sight. The man on the horse was wearing a dark purple riding habit, with a strong back and slim waist. His back was particularly familiar, but disappeared in a flash.

"Let's put things in order. Now that we're here, even if we can't catch a pheasant, we must at least catch a rabbit. Let's get on the horse!" Zhao Yinxian urged.

Unable to bear Zhao Yinxian's repeated persuasion, Song Lingyi tentatively climbed onto the horse and slowly went deeper into the jungle with her.

Half an hour ago, the Holy Chariot had just left this area, and a group of people cleaned up the area very cleanly, leaving only some small animals like rabbits. Zhao Yinxian had superb archery skills, and he caught four or five rabbits in a short while.

(End of this chapter)