northernbook Chapter 1346: Did they think they were trying to cause trouble for him by having others enter the ma
Chapter 1346: Did they think they were trying to cause trouble for him by having others enter the ma
“Ayao, Young Master Wenren will enter the manor at Shenshi tomorrow. Ayao can go before Xushi. You can have a meal with him, or you can have a meal in the main courtyard and then go.”
"I'll have dinner with him!" Su Yueyao said after thinking for a moment.
"Okay, Yao, I'll make the arrangements in advance."
"Qianqian, you've been working hard lately, eat more." Su Yueyao said, putting some food on Yang Qianxun's plate.
Yang Qianxun smiled, picked up his chopsticks, took the food Su Yueyao had put on his plate, and continued, "Your Highness returned from the palace today. His Majesty said that after A Yao marries Young Master Wenren, she will be attending court."
"You're not allowed to slack off anymore, or His Majesty will issue an edict. Ah Yao, when Feng Qi was still the Crown Princess, you insisted on teaching him every day. But lately, Ah Yao has hardly even attended court."
Upon hearing this news, Su Yueyao's hand stiffened for a moment, and she sighed, "It's not that I don't want to go, but I also have things to do. I went to Qingzhou Prefecture, and then I had a baby and am in postpartum confinement. How can I have time to go to court?"
"Don't worry, I'll go to court after Wenren enters the family. There are some things I need to take care of as soon as possible."
"Especially the policy of abolishing the conscription of men who do not marry by a certain age. I wonder if the court will explode again when I bring it up."
“My lady, there’s no need to worry too much about this. Apart from the people behind us, the other aristocratic families will most likely just object at most, but they will generally agree,” Huan Yanxi said to Su Yueyao while peeling shrimp for her.
“Yan Xi is right. A Yao doesn’t need to worry too much. In most families, those who don’t get married by the age of twenty-one or twenty-two are usually the most favored children. Their fathers and mothers will carefully choose wives for them. In the past, they were afraid that they wouldn’t meet a suitable woman by the time they reached the age of twenty-one, so they would hastily choose someone to marry because of the regulations for military service.”
"This also caused many favored men to live poorly, and no one dared to submit a memorial because this law was established by our ancestors and no one dared to overturn it."
“My lady, you were the first to bring this up. They may outwardly refute it, but they might actually be secretly pleased.”
Hearing what Huan Yanxi and Yang Qianxun said, Su Yueyao felt a little relieved of the pressure in her heart.
After dinner, Yang Qianxun left, leaving the time to Huan Yanxi.
Huan Yanxi smiled as he bathed Su Yueyao, and after nightfall, he used all his charms to entangle Su Yueyao.
Su Yueyao desperately wanted to avoid such intimate and stimulating behavior, but Huan Yanxi wouldn't give her a single chance to back out.
after.....
It wasn't until late at night that Huan Yanxi finally released Su Yueyao, letting her fall into a deep sleep...
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As for the Wen family, after Yang Qianxun personally delivered the betrothal paintings painted by Su Yueyao, Wenren Qichi spent almost the entire day looking at the two paintings.
One of them was a portrait of him, so lifelike and handsome that his father said at first glance, "Su must have had him in her heart to paint such a lifelike portrait." He was very pleased to hear that.
One is a landscape painting, which is very evocative, with overlapping mountains and a pine tree in the very center, full of resilience, much like his personality, which he also loves.
These two paintings were exactly what he wanted, making his love for Ms. Su even stronger. He wanted to marry her as soon as possible and become her husband.
At this moment, Ye Xing came in from the door and said with a smile, "Master, your dowry and the things prepared in the manor have all been sent to the Su manor. They have been sorted out and are in boxes. Yesterday, the people of Fengdu were all looking at them. They must be envious that you have so much dowry."
Wenren Qichi was taken aback when he heard this: "You sent all my boxes to the Su residence?"
"The master arranged for it to be packed in advance. Wasn't it supposed to be sent to the Su residence? Our people have all registered it, and I specifically handed it over to Lord Su."
Wenren Qichi frowned and gently put the painting down. He held his head, wondering if he would be beaten to death by the master after entering the manor tomorrow.
"What's wrong, Master? Do you think it's not enough? How about I transfer some of our belongings from other prefectures?"
Upon hearing this, Wenren Qichi gritted his teeth and said, "My original intention was to send those boxes to my estate in Fengdu. I could simply hand over the estate's deeds to the lord. If the lord needs anything, he can personally send someone to retrieve the contents!"
"Have you ever seen the young master of Fengdu carrying boxes and boxes of things into the woman's residence when he enters the mansion? Do you think the master is too idle, or are the other young masters already helping him prepare his dowry before they've even met the new bride?"
"Ah! There's such a saying! Master, I thought that as long as there were more, the prestige would be greater, and Lady Su would think more highly of you." Ye Xing said, his voice growing weaker as he looked at his master, whose face had darkened.
Looking at his bewildered subordinate, Wenren Qichi felt an urge to kill him for the first time.
"If I were beaten by the other gentlemen when I entered the house, and the master punished me, I would blame you for the night patrol as well. Wouldn't you ask me, or my father and the others?"
"Master, the lord and the others are still in the backyard, desperately recovering from their injuries. They have no energy to deal with these things."
Wenren Qichi, on the verge of collapse and about to vomit blood: "................................................"
"Get out of here, Night Walker, go and take your punishment."
"Ah! Master, the pain from the beating I suffered last time has just subsided. If I get beaten again, I'll be in pain for days. Master, why don't you wait until Blood Shadow returns before punishing me?"
As Ye Xing spoke, he cautiously glanced at his master. Seeing the look of impending doom on his master's face, he lowered his voice even further: "At worst, Master, we can wait for Wumian to return..."
Wenren Qichi looked at Ye Xing with icy eyes, amused by his haggling behavior.
"Ah...."
"Master, I'll go and accept my punishment right away." Ye Xing immediately flashed out of the room.
The last time his master smiled like that, with such ruthlessness... Night Walker shuddered and quickened his pace.
Wenren Qichi watched Ye Xing leave and sighed. He just wanted to marry the lady he loved in a simple way, but why was it so difficult!
Before even entering the manor, he had already lost his virginity and caused a lot of trouble for his wife's other brothers and sisters in the harem. If it were him, he would probably be seething with anger and waiting for the other brother to enter the manor so he could torment him.
Everything had gone smoothly for him before, so why did things become so complicated when he got married?
"Chi'er, your father has come to bring you something. Are you inside?" As soon as her father finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
Wenren and Xuancejun entered, supporting each other.
"Father, Uncle Xuan, what brings you here? Does your wound not hurt anymore?"
"Of course it hurts, how could it not hurt? You child, you scared us so badly with your hands, and your mother, knowing full well that she hates writing the most, you still punished her by making her copy the family rules and locked her in the study," Wenren said angrily.