bookrebus Chapter 185: The Cannon Fodder Sister Who Was Married Instead in Ancient Chinese Literature 65
Chapter 185: The Cannon Fodder Sister Who Was Married Instead in Ancient Chinese Literature 65
She forced a smile and said, "I think mother is happy recently, so she eats more."
Looking at Yunxi's subconscious series of behaviors just now, Jiang Xinghui began to doubt Jiang Yueshu and Jiang's father, but he didn't expect that his mother would finally say that he ate too much.
She simply couldn't believe it. It was only three months. Even if her mother ate a lot, the change wouldn't be so drastic!
She was about to continue asking for the truth, but Yunxi hugged her.
"Hui'er, you are grown up now. When you marry into the Marquis's Mansion, you must be filial to your parents-in-law, support your husband and raise your children. Your mother is not by your side, so you must take good care of yourself!"
Yunxi gave these instructions while gently touching Jiang Xinghui's hair, tears in her eyes.
Jiang Xinghui responded obediently. Thinking about her upcoming marriage with Lu Zhao, she felt both sweet and sad.
Yunxi suddenly leaned close to Jiang Xinghui's ear and whispered.
"Hui'er, don't use incense."
Jiang Xinghui was about to ask, but Yunxi held her down hard, her tone sad and regretful.
"What a pity! Mother hasn't combed your hair yet."
After saying that, Yun Xi let go of Jiang Xinghui and spoke to Jiang Yixiu.
"Young Master, please carry Hui'er out on your back!"
Jiang Yixiu walked over with an indifferent and expressionless look and bent down.
With tears in his eyes, Jiang Xinghui lay down under his mother's gaze, with something in his heart that he couldn't say.
Lu Zhao at the door came to pick up the bride with a smug look on his face, but he waited and waited but there was no sign of the bride.
He had already become impatient and was very worried about Jiang Xinghui, fearing that the Prime Minister would be harsh on her because of what happened to her mother.
He asked the doorman several times, but the doorman always told him calmly to wait.
If he had not been concerned about the common people and merchants who were gathered in groups outside the prime minister's residence and watching, and if he had not wanted to maintain his status and demeanor as the eldest son of the Marquis of Loyalty, he would have rushed in long ago.
After waiting for a long time, sweat broke out on Lu Zhao's forehead. He could not bear it any longer. When he was about to rush in, he heard some noise coming from the mansion.
He squinted his eyes and looked over, and saw at a glance that Jiang Yizheng was carrying a woman with a veil on her head and wearing a wedding dress coming towards this side. She was accompanied by several maids and servants, as well as a very beautiful young woman.
The spectators outside the mansion couldn't help but gasp, and their eyes involuntarily looked at the girl in the purple dress.
Jiang Yueshu looked at the newlyweds calmly, not paying attention to the gazes of others.
"Hiss, who is that woman?"
"I don't know. I've only heard that the third young lady of the Jiang residence is extremely beautiful, but I don't know how she compares to this young lady."
"Then the Third Miss must be prettier, otherwise how could her fame spread throughout the Imperial City?"
"If anyone of you knows someone from the Jiang Mansion, go ask around. The two daughters of the Jiang Mansion are both well-known, and this beauty must not be one of them. If I knew her identity, maybe I could even prepare to go and propose marriage to her."
"I bet the third young lady is more beautiful. Didn't you see that the prince likes her? I will secretly go to the marquis' mansion to join in the fun and take a look at the prince's wife!"
"Oh, you're right! This girl is beautiful, but she's not a rich lady after all. Her family background alone is not as good as Miss Jiang San's."
The crowd was talking and whispering from time to time.
Lu Zhao only glanced at Jiang Yueshu, and then set his sights on the woman on his back again. When Jiang Yixiu passed by him, he suddenly called out to the woman, "Third Miss?"
"Yeah." The voice was as soft as a mosquito, but it was indeed Miss Jiang San.
Lu Zhao looked at the woman with some confusion, but the sound just now undoubtedly proved the woman's identity, so he didn't think about it anymore and rode on the horse with snow-white fur and a big red flower on its head.
As the bride got into the sedan chair and the groom mounted his horse, the wedding procession began to beat drums and gongs in a lively manner, and walked along the street with rosy faces.
Jiang Xinghui felt the sedan chair being slowly lifted up, and then he lifted the veil, revealing a sad expression.
She listened with her ear tilted, keeping an eye on what was happening outside.
Maybe it was because I talked back to my father several times that he got angry, and he ignored this marriage from beginning to end.
Her mother was locked up again, and she was the only one preparing her dowry throughout the whole process. No one in the entire mansion except Old Lady Jiang helped her with her dowry.
The Yun Mansion did have some dowry sent by Mrs. Bai, and Mrs. Du also sent a box of low-quality jewelry.
What she had accumulated over the years was not much, and some of the gifts sent by the Marquis' Mansion were also stolen. What the three people sent were just ordinary dowry, so all in all, there were only more than seventy loads of dowry.
For a woman from an ordinary family, these are considered glorious.
But she was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family, and was going to marry into the Loyalty Marquis's family. Both families were extremely powerful in the imperial city. She got married with such a small dowry, which was really a loss of status.
Those ignorant people who don't know the truth will only think that she is not favored in the Prime Minister's Mansion and then look down on her. If the Marquis' Mansion knew about it, I don't know if they would look down on her as well.
Jiang Xinghui had no choice but to search her yard thoroughly. Anyway, she would not return to the mansion after marrying into it, and keeping the things in her yard would only benefit other people.
All the decorations in the house, tea cups, chairs and stools, incense burners, candles, etc., as long as they could be stuffed into the box, were considered her dowry.
Finally, she separated all the items into pieces, even gathering the flowers in the yard to fill the boxes, and only then did she manage to collect 108 loads of dowry.
Because she felt guilty and was afraid of being discovered, she kept listening to the noise outside.
Fortunately, there was nothing else outside except the sounds of festive music and drums.
Jiang Xinghui finally felt relieved and began to think about what his mother said before she left.
My mother said that I am not allowed to use incense. Is there something wrong with incense?
Could it be that the incense made me fat?
Jiang Xinghui was in a state of confusion, but with her mother's reminder, she naturally would not use those incense anymore.
When she arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, she would ask someone to investigate the matter of the incense.
After a while, the sedan chair stopped steadily.
Jiang Xinghui then collected his thoughts and realized that he had arrived at the Marquis' Mansion.
The next moment, she saw the door of the sedan chair being kicked, and Jiang Xinghui quickly covered the veil.
After Lu Zhao kicked the door of the sedan chair, Jiang Xinghui's maid came to help the bride out.
After the bride stood completely still, Lu Zhao handed one side of the big red silk to her. He looked at the bride's figure and fingers with some confusion. This was completely different from the person in his memory.
He was a little uncertain and afraid that the Jiang family was playing tricks, so he quickly asked Jiang Xinghui again.
Jiang Xinghui seemed to sense his location, and bent his head slightly in that direction and responded to him.
Lu Zhao was a little puzzled, but still led her to the Marquis' Mansion.
The people outside also saw this scene, but the more they looked at the woman's figure, the stranger it seemed to them.
Didn't we say that Third Miss Jiang is extremely beautiful and there are countless families in the imperial city who want her to be their daughter-in-law? But looking at the situation now, it is really beyond their expectations.
The body is broad and the waist is not slender.
Is this woman with such a figure really the stunningly beautiful Miss Jiang San?
Her figure was not even as good as that of the girl in purple dress who suddenly appeared in Jiang Mansion and amazed everyone.
For a while, a few people lowered their heads and said a few words from time to time, and more and more people started talking.
Although he was not close, Jiang Xinghui could still hear the various discussions among the crowd.
She paused for a second before moving forward under Lu Zhao's strong pull.
After the two of them had their wedding ceremony, Jiang Xinghui was sent to the bridal chamber.
She sat there anxiously, her stomach already growling, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Jiang Xinghui said in a dry voice.
She was covered with a veil and could only hear soft footsteps approaching.
"Madam, the prince may have to wait a while before coming over. I have specially prepared some snacks for you. Please have some first." The soft voice of Aunt Hua came.