Chapter 403: A Happy Marriage

Ye Daquan and others sent Ye Caiping out the door together.

As they walked, Ye Siquan pulled Ye Xuan aside and asked, "You won't even be able to take the test on farming, right? Hahaha!"

Ye Xuan: "Uh...this requires an exam."

Ye Siquan was completely confused: "What? There is actually an exam for this kind of land? If there is an exam, why doesn't my brother-in-law, who is the head of the school, know about it?"

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

Ye Siquan thought for a long time, and finally clapped his hands and understood.

As soon as the bride and groom walked out of the door, the onlookers and the crowd burst into exclamations, all praising them for their good looks and how well they were matched.

Ye Caiping held the maid's hand and got on the wide sedan chair. The matchmaker shouted in a high voice: "Lift the sedan chair!"

The eight-man sedan chair slowly rose up, and after Shen Zhiyan got on the horse, the entire wedding procession slowly moved forward.

Shen Manman, an expert at creating a lively atmosphere: "Spread wedding candy!"

The maids and servants following behind the sedan chair immediately threw candies to the crowd. There were also a lot of copper coins mixed in the candies, which caused the crowd to boo and cheer, raising the atmosphere to its highest point.

Shen Zhiyan rode on the horse and looked back at the bridal sedan, looking very high-spirited.

I just feel that I am happier and more excited now than when the top scholar was paraded through the streets.

The wedding procession marched towards the Dingguo Marquis’ Mansion in a mighty manner.

Of course, they didn't take a straight road, but took a long detour. Otherwise, the distance from Ye's house to Dingguo Marquis Mansion would not be enough.

In an alley not far away, a funeral procession carrying a coffin was blocked by Duanwu and a dozen guards.

Duanwu's face darkened: "I knew someone would cause trouble."

A man in his early forties in mourning clothes in front said, "We are not causing trouble... We are holding a funeral!"

"What a weird funeral! We have already checked. Your father died four days ago. The rule in the capital is to observe mourning for seven days. Did your family make it for seven days?"

The man's face was distorted: "The Taoist priest said... my father's birthday is special, and the funeral will be held on the fourth day... the dead are the greatest..."

Duanwu said with a snort: "I don't believe a word you say. Tell me, how much did the person who bribed you give you? How dare you come to ruin our Second Master's wedding?"

“No, no…”

"No? Why would you choose any other road but this one?"

"The Taoist priest said this road is good for my late father..."

"Get out! Take him away! How dare you ruin the wedding of a third-rank lady? I'll see how many days the government will sentence you to."

"No, no, no, we didn't! We really didn't... The dead are greater, the dead are greater! Just because she wants to get married, my late father can't rest in peace? Wuuuuu..."

As he said this, he lay down on the coffin and cried.

Duanwu smiled coldly. He couldn't let the new mistress's reputation be tarnished. He had many ways to deal with such people:

"I won't stop you. You can continue with the funeral! We can lock you up after we find out everything. Not only you, but also all your relatives."

The man's face changed drastically, and the relatives behind him were all confused: "It's none of our business..."

Duanwu looked back and saw that Shen Zhiyan's wedding party had left for a while. He sneered, "Brothers, let's go!"

After saying this, he led a group of people away. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Oh, I'm really curious about how much money the person who bribed you gave. Was it fifty taels, a hundred taels, or more? Oh, I won't ask anymore. You can continue with the funeral!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

The funeral procession was all confused, and the man in the lead had a pale face. The wedding procession had already left, so what was the point of holding this funeral?

But now he has to face more than that. A group of relatives surrounded him from behind:

"You received money to advance your father's funeral?"

"And he deliberately rammed the wedding procession? How could he be so vicious?"

"Let's put aside whether it's vicious or not. We also helped with your father's funeral. You have to share some of the money you received with us!"

Dingguo Marquis Mansion——

At this moment, the main hall was filled with distinguished guests and congratulations were heard everywhere. All officials and nobles above the fourth rank in the capital had arrived.

Old Madam Shen, dressed in a gorgeous dark red dress, sat at the head of the table, waiting anxiously.

Marquis Dingguo and Madam Shen sat at the bottom.

At this time, a little maid ran in: "Madam, the Second Master and the Second Madam are back!"

"Okay, okay, reward!"

"Thank you, ma'am."

Everyone stood up excitedly. After a while, they heard a loud ceremonial music. Soon, a newlywed couple came hand in hand in high spirits.

Amidst the noisy blessings, the couple fanned themselves, bowed in the hall, entered the bridal chamber, tied their hair, and drank from each other's cups.

......

At night, red candles were lit in the new house.

Ye Caiping had already removed her makeup and was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book in a red middle-length dress.

Shen Zhiyan finished drinking outside and strode in.

It was the first time he saw her dressed so thinly and unadorned. She was dressed simply, with her long hair flowing down. She was not as gorgeous as she was during the day, but she had a sense of purity and charm.

Ye Caiping looked up: "Have you finished drinking with me?"

Shen Zhiyan smiled: "Most of the guests have already left. Several classmates insisted on dragging me to drink, and I finally managed to escape."

Ye Caiping smiled and said, "How much have you drunk? How come you don't look drunk at all?"

Shen Zhiyan said, "I never get drunk. Please sit for a while, I will go take a bath too."

Ye Caiping nodded, and Shen Zhiyan left.

In just a quarter of an hour, he came back, wearing the same red undershirt, still shrouded in moisture, and the ends of his hair were still wet.

Ye Caiping coughed dryly: "It was pretty fast."

Shen Zhiyan sat next to her and looked at her steadily: “Yeah.”

Ye Caiping was a little embarrassed: "Well... we don't seem to have talked about the issue of children..."

Shen Zhiyan: "We talked about it. Didn't we say that if there are children willing to come, we will take them? Do you want me to ask the doctor to prescribe a bowl of medicine to drink?"

I hope it's still in time for him to take the medicine now, but it will take time to find a doctor and boil the medicine...

Ye Caiping blushed: "I'm not talking about this...I'm talking about Jin'er and Huan'er."

Shen Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief: “Well, what happened to them?”

Ye Caiping said: "I was just thinking about them changing their names."

Shen Zhiyan looked at her steadily: "I've thought about this a long time ago, and even picked a name for it."

"real?"

"Yeah." Shen Zhiyan tucked a strand of hair on the side of her face behind her ear, "How about... let's lie down and talk?"

Ye Caiping raised her head and met his burning gaze. Her eyes were filled with spring and she nodded, "Okay."

The double happiness gauze curtain was slowly lowered.

The red candles flickered, and the flames leaped happily, enveloping the brocade curtains and embroidered couch in a charming halo of light.

The warm light is intoxicating, describing the first touch of spring after the Chinese New Year...