On the evening of the day before Zhao Chen welcomed the bride, Zhao Yunting finally came back.

The horse is not stopping, day and night, and the wind is full of dust.

At this time, the major events in the capital were at a critical moment, just like before the storm came, it seemed calm but actually had an undercurrent. If there was not something here that he had taken over, he might not have been able to go to the eldest son’s wedding ceremony in person. But Zhao Yunting couldn’t understand why the eldest son had to get married this year. Isn’t it better to marry the marriage next year? Then the Lin family would have face. But now, in order to hide his wife’s hiding place, he couldn’t even speak, and outsiders didn’t know that the eldest son of the Yanping Hou’s mansion had married.

To be honest, Zhao Yunting was not very satisfied with this marriage. At first, he wanted to find a daughter-in-law with a poor family for his eldest son, but no matter how bad it was, the daughter of a fifth-rank official in the capital was the most likely time. He could not be a farm girl with a humble origin. Unfortunately, the eldest son compared the girl to orchids. He was a stubborn person, so he had to respond and see the situation. If the eldest son was just on a whim and didn't like it in the future, of course he would have to divorce his wife and change his good wife. However, Zhao Yunting suffered from the pain of being forced by his parents. He did not plan to take care of the eldest son and his wife, and the eldest son was the only one who decided to do it. If he really didn't like it, he would find a way.

Under the care of his wife, Zhao Yunting was too lazy to go to the study room, so he leaned on the outside couch and asked the eldest son to come over to talk. He was really tired after traveling for several days and had to cheer up and have to set off tomorrow. After the wedding, he had to set off immediately. This is his eldest son. If it were the other two, he would definitely not have been so troubled.

"Master, the young master is here." Wen Mei picked up the door curtain, and Zhao Chen walked in in a regular dress.

Zhao Yunting looked at his eldest son seriously. After all, he was still young. He was still calm in his daily life. He was about to marry a wife tomorrow, and his eyes were still filled with joy. Thinking back to his back, Zhao Yunting couldn't help but glance at the door of the inner room, his eyes softened, and asked softly: "What kind of guests will the family invite tomorrow?" This son did not listen to his advice and insisted on doing business. In recent years, he has known some officials from Dengzhou. Those people do not know him, the eldest son of the Marquis' Mansion who was raised in the countryside since childhood. Perhaps he had seen him, so he had to be careful not to reveal the whereabouts of the mother and son. Although the Duke's Mansion of Qin had a lot of slack on his eldest son after he got his son, he still did not dare to take risks, especially his wife. Before he really succeeded, he had to endure it, and he could bear it.

Zhao Chen sat on the chair and replied casually: "Most of them are business dealings, not many, and they don't know you."

He was full of care, but Zhao Yunting felt regretful: "You are so anxious. It will be so lively when the banquet will be held next year."

Zhao Chen smiled, looked at the man who was exhausted between his eyebrows on the couch, and finally told the truth: "Father, my son actually chose to marry her before returning to Beijing. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are different from the other family next to me. He really loves his daughter. If he knows the complicated situation of our family, he will definitely not want to marry his daughter to suffer. So for this marriage, I used the fake Geng letter arranged by my father for me. My father-in-law and her family, including her, do not know our true identity. Dad should not reveal his feelings tomorrow, just treat the Lin family as your current businessman master." Lin Xian and his wife would definitely not come on the day of marriage, but Zhou Pei would lead Lin Chongjiu to see him off.

Marrying to your own family means suffering?

Zhao Yunting's long eyebrows suddenly raised, his face was gloomy and gloomy. In the end, he couldn't suppress his anger and stared at him and shouted: "What does it mean to marry into our family and suffer? I am the dignified marquis, you are the prince of the marquis's family. It's their blessing to look down on their daughters, but you dare to dislike them? I think they are..."

Zhao Chen sneered and interrupted him directly: "Father, not everyone wants to gain power and value. Your identity was higher than that person back then, and my mother didn't want to marry you. I believe you know better than me. Some things can be achieved if you have a higher status. Okay, it's getting late. Thank you for your hard work, let's settle your place earlier. Tomorrow, my son will bring her over here to kowtow to you."

"stop!"

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the door, Zhao Yunting quickly suppressed his anger and frowned and asked, "What should I do if the marriage letter? You marry her with a fake identity. How can I go to Jingzhao Yin to report to you when the matter can be announced? She can't marry someone twice, right? And your noble father-in-law, are you planning to keep it hidden from him?" It was hard to hide the sarcasm after speaking.

Zhao Chen was naturally prepared for this matter. "Don't worry, my father, I have a good relationship with the county magistrate. I got a blank wedding letter from him. I have written the true identity of Aju and me. So Aju is now the legitimate eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhao family. When we go back after the New Year, my father will add a note to the family tree and then go to Jingzhaoyin to report. As for my father-in-law, I have my own way to ask him for forgiveness." How could he let her be a person without a title?

He left after he said that, and Zhao Yunting was stunned at the door.

This eldest son is as careful as his hair, and is much better than his age. Is it because he has too much hardship to make snacks?

After sighing for a while, Zhao Yunting closed the door and went to the inner room.

Ning was watching the meeting gift he prepared for his daughter-in-law. The pigeon-blooded gem hairpin was shining brightly under the light. Seeing that he was unhappy, he whispered: "This gift is not light. It's better to compare what I have prepared. I'll give Aju this the day after tomorrow."

It is rare to see her twice a year. Zhao Yunting cherishes the time she was with her wife. She took off her shoes and put her arms around her from behind, put her chin on her shoulder and said softly: "Chengyuan failed to marry her openly. She always treats her badly. If you are more generous, you can make up for it." After saying that, she still felt unhappy and complained about the eldest son's concealment of his identity. He originally thought that he would definitely not be able to publicize it on the surface, but he explained the assembly to the Lin family in private, but he didn't expect the brat...

Thinking of the good things his son did and hearing the man complain like this, Ning couldn't help laughing, and put the hairpin back into the box and said, "He hasn't told you the truth yet. If you are back for such a big thing as marriage, you have to have a reason. Guess Chengyuan how to make up the problem?" Without this, she didn't know that her son could lie so much.

Only when she mentioned her son would she smile like this in front of her. Zhao Yunting was a little moved, and his hands wrapped around his wife's waist became restless, and asked absent-mindedly: "How did you make it up? It must be something good, right?"

Ning ignored his hand and said intermittently.

"Lan Rong, do you know that Chengyuan deliberately slandered me in order to marry a wife, right? My heart has never changed for a day..." Zhao Yunting was still immersed in his wife's smile just now, and he was not angry at the arrangement of the eldest son. It was his and her children, and he would just punch him tomorrow.

He blew the light, pulled the quilt to cover his wife, and drove her out of the coldness of the early winter for her inch.

Ning's family followed him.

I have given birth to a son for him and have slept together so many nights. What's the difference between this kind of thing once or twice?

As the ups and downs are ups and downs, the thoughts are in my mind.

She knew that Zhao Yunting was telling the truth. How proud he was in his bones and how unwilling he would be when he was forced to divorce his wife and remarry. Because of this pride, he could not let go of her. Even if he had not gotten married, even if Qin was born in an unparalleled world, Zhao Yunting would not like her. So Ning believed what Zhao Yunting said. He gave Qin's children just to perfunctory Duke's Mansion. Didn't you force me to marry your daughter? Now that I have married her, I have given her son, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?

He was perfunctory to the Duke's Mansion and gave them no reason to stare at him again, so that he could come to see them with confidence and show his strength in the court affairs. The Duke's Mansion held great power and wanted to build a bridge for him more than once, but Zhao Yunting didn't want it. He found a way for himself. The Duke's Mansion could no longer forcefully interfere in his affairs for his daughter.

As for Zhao Yunting's good or bad attitude towards her, everything has passed, and Ning doesn't want to delve into it any more.

She only knew that her son was the eldest son of the Marquis of Yanping. She didn't care about the title of the wife, but she would not let others take away what her son deserved. She only knew that her son could enter the court faster with the eldest son of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the State of the People of the People, and secretly planned to rehabilitate the Ning family. Therefore, even for the sake of her son, she would live a good life with Zhao Yunting and never turn him out. Hatred? She and Zhao Yunting did not have a grudge. Back then, the man could not help but tempt her, and it was the Duke's Mansion who framed her clan members. She had already let go of the former, and the latter, because Zhao Yunting harmed her, she also wanted to use Zhao Yunting to let her see what evil she had committed herself...

As if she noticed her distraction, Zhao Yunting suddenly increased her strength.

Ning hugged the man's shoulders in the darkness and followed the flow.

As long as you keep your heart well, no matter how rain comes, she will still be her.

It's late at night, the Lin family.

Aji is getting married tomorrow, and Liu has to teach her some new brides what she should know, but Aji is thin-skinned and Liu is also very serious about this matter. She can't continue to talk after only getting started several times.

Xiao Liu was impatient when she listened aside, turned her niece to lie on her side, and said to Liu in disgust: "You go to bed quickly, I'll talk to Aji." She slept on the kang. In order to teach her eldest nephew's daughter to have big troubles, Xiao Liu drove Lin Zhu to the west room and asked her to have Lin Chongjiu General for one night.

Mrs. Liu breathed a sigh of relief, but she pricked her ears and planned to hear what Xiao Liu said.

Aji is quite embarrassed.

She didn't know what the two elders were going to say to her, but when her mother stammered and even the stupidest person understood, her face was so hot that it was. Fortunately, the room was dark and no one could see it.

Xiao Liu was very relaxed and said gently along Aji's long hair: "...Aji, then you will lie down honestly. You can cooperate with him. But you can't follow him completely. You must say it if there is any pain. You will pity you only if you say it, otherwise you will endure hardships in the end, do you know?"

Aji's face was hotter than the kang, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "I know, aunt, stop talking, go to bed..."

Mrs. Liu also said, "Okay, okay, I'll go to bed after I've finished speaking." Not to mention her daughter, she would be so embarrassed that she would talk about this matter openly.

Xiao Liu despised her very much, ignored her, leaned into her niece's ear and continued to teach her some tips, saying that women were uncomfortable for the first time, and the sooner the man ended, the better. If Zhao Chen could make trouble, Aji could kiss his ear or shrink his stomach, etc., etc., and then Aji finally pulled the quilt and covered her head, and refused to listen again.

Little Liu smiled at her thin-skinned face and was urged by Liu to go to bed soon.

The room returned to silence again. As for whether the three of them fell asleep, only they knew.

The next day, before dawn, the Lin family became lively.

There were people coming and going in the room, Aji was dazzled and her eyes were gone. She did whatever the people around her asked her to do. She opened her face, wore a wedding dress and a phoenix crown, and was hungry but she had to get a small bowl of lotus seed soup, and then she was covered with a red veil. It seemed that not long after, the people who were brides outside arrived, and the crackling sound of firecrackers were mixed with blows and beatings and children's play.

Aji couldn't help but clench his hands.

Suddenly, it became quiet outside and the bustling ended at the door. Aji sat on the kang and could only see herself under the veil. However, when he heard his younger brothers and sisters in front of the door teasing the people outside the door together, Zhao Chen's smile came in from time to time through the crack of the door. Aji quietly clenched his cuffs, hoping that he would come in later.

Lin Zhu looked at the elder sister and asked the last question with a smile: "Brother Zhao, first tell me what clothes she wore when you first met my elder sister. Then I called your brother-in-law and asked you to come in and take my elder sister away!"

Aji's heart moved.

The first time I met, he rode his horse and didn't see her that day. For him, he must have met in Pinlanju for the first time. What clothes did she wear that day?

Aju has no impression of him.

But she soon heard the man's voice that made people feel like spring breeze: "That day she led Xiaojiu on the road, wearing a pink shirt and a white skirt."

Aji was completely stunned. He walked quickly, but just flashed by and noticed her?

Lin Zhu didn't know about this and was about to ask her elder sister, Lin Chongjiu was already shouting: "Brother-in-law is right, let him in!"

Lin Zhu gave her brother a thunderbolt and opened the door with a smile.

Zhao Chen stood in front of the door wearing a big red wedding robe, with the groom's hat as jade as his crown and the phoenix eyes as bright as stars. He smiled and touched the head of his brother-in-law, and then he could no longer suppress his excitement and stepped into the room.

His bride sat on the kang in red, and the tassels beside the veil trembled slightly.

Since Qiu was busy, he hasn't seen her for a month.

In another hour, she would sit in the new house he prepared for her.

After some etiquette, the two went to the room to say goodbye to Lin Xian and his wife.

As soon as the couple entered the house, Liu's eyes turned red. No matter how satisfied his son-in-law was, he felt reluctant to leave today. He only stared at the eldest daughter whose face was covered by a veil.

Lin Xian was also filled with emotion when he got married. He thought of the love and affection of his wife when he married his wife. Shortly after the marriage, his wife was happy. The couple dreamed about whether the child was a man or a woman for several months, and what name was. On the day his wife gave birth, he walked around outside the door and felt a lot of joy, and then he saw his first child. He racked his brains to think of many good names for his eldest daughter, but his wife liked to eat oranges the most at that time. The villagers who thought he was very literary could make jokes when they heard it, so they thought of the nickname "Aju". They were also complacent for her not as vulgar as Chunlan Qiumei...

In the blink of an eye, his oranges were ripe and picked.

"Aji, after marrying, you must be filial to your parents-in-law, be considerate of your husband, and be considerate of your husband, and spread your branches and leaves for the Zhao family as soon as possible... Chengyuan, today I will marry Aji to you, you must treat her well, remember what you said when you proposed marriage, and don't let her suffer any grievances." He prepared all his words, and finally said all these.

There was a slight movement around him. Zhao Chen turned his head and saw his bride deliberately lowering his head. Tears fell from the veil, falling on the ground and wet the blue bricks. The tears fell one by one, and gradually there were uncontrollable sobs. Although Zhao Chen had decided to treat her well for a lifetime, he developed a sense of responsibility for the first time, not for her, but for the parents who gave birth to her and raised her.

He bowed to his father-in-law and mother-in-law extremely solemnly: "Don't worry, father-in-law and mother-in-law, every word Chengyuan said is from the heart and remembered for the rest of his life."

Even if the son-in-law swears with his life, Lin Xian can't feel at ease. But what if he doesn't feel at ease?

He stood up from the chair, carried his sobbing eldest daughter on his back, and sent her to the sedan chair.

Aji leaned on her father, crying non-stop, hoping that she would not be able to walk at the door, but there was an end to the road. Amid the lively sound of the villagers, she was steadily placed in the sedan chair by her father. After a few choked advices, her father left, and the curtain fell down, and only she was left in the festive red. The Xi Po outside said a few more auspicious words, and then smiled and said to her: "The bride is sitting firmly, let's get the sedan chair!"

Aji held the handkerchief in one hand and pressed it against the corner of his eyes. He held the sedan chair with the other hand.

After swaying slightly, the sedan chair was lifted up.

Amid the sound of blowing and beating, Aji's tears stopped. After calming down, she looked down at her wedding dress. The sadness of leaving home was gradually replaced by the nervousness of the newly married woman.

Yesterday, the daughter of the Lin family, today the daughter of the Zhao family, from now on, she will be Zhao Chen's wife.

Outside the Zhao family village, there was a joyful atmosphere at this time.

Zhao Chen did not invite many business dealers, but invited all the villagers from the same village to eat from their homes, and the picture was just a bustle.

In the main hall, Zhao Yunting and Ning sat side by side, waiting for the newcomers to come and worship the world.

Looking at his wife dressed in a mistress opposite, Zhao Yunting suddenly felt guilty and was glad that his eldest son insisted on getting married at this time. Ning Lanrong, the daughter of the Ning family, had "died illness" and was the first-class lady of the imperial edict. Now he can take her back to the marquis's mansion, or even go out for a private walk. He was seen by an acquaintance with a perfunctory look, but he could not marry her again, and could not let her show up on a formal occasion, and openly despise the imperial power.

He was sorry for her, but what could he do? He could not do it by divorceing his wife and pouring dirty water on her body to destroy her reputation. He could not do it even if he divorced her. She was the wife he tried every means to marry. Even if the Duke's Mansion gave him his daughter, he would ask Qin to perform the concubine ceremony in front of his wife's "pillar".

Wait, after the Duke's Mansion was defeated after the New Year, he divorced Qin and never married him again. He left all the affairs of the Marquis' mansion to her. She was still the mistress of the Marquis' mansion, and she was always his wife, but she was not good to show up again. Fortunately, she never cared about those things, no matter what he did, she didn't care about them...

Zhao Yunting silently withdrew his gaze.

If there was no Duke's Mansion, would he have waited until the flowers bloomed?

Unfortunately, he was sorry for her if he didn't have any if.

Outside the Zhao family.
To be continued...