Of the people present, apart from Lü Tu and Nangong Huiyu, the other three were knowledgeable about the goods.

In particular, Song Yuxi's family background in scholarship is the most profound, and she is probably even slightly better than Jiang Wanyu.

"As far as I know, wasn't Wang Xizhi's 'Letter of Mourning and Chaos' a lost art? The only ones that exist now are copies made by masters from the late period of the previous dynasty, and they are already priceless. How could they be in your sister's hands?"

Jiang Wanyu handed it to Lü Tu: "Husband, please take a look. Wanyu would never lie. This is what my mother gave me before she died. She said it was our family heirloom. As long as we have this, even if we are wiped out to the last person, we can make a comeback!"

Lu Tu glanced at the flowing, vigorous handwriting and nodded guiltily, "Good handwriting! You should keep it then."

Jiang Wanyu was shocked to hear this. She had already said so much, and Song Yuxi had added that this was an original work that had been lost to time and was worth far more than a thousand pieces of gold.

She was willing to hand over such a rare treasure to Lü Tu, and Lü Tu actually told her to keep it safe?

If Lü Tu had any ulterior motives, he would have taken this item to the capital and handed it over to the court, which would have guaranteed him a promotion and wealth. With his abilities, he could easily have been appointed a general on the frontier. But now, he doesn't covet this wealth at all and even wants me to take it back.

Seeing Jiang Wanyu's expression, Song Yuxi couldn't help but laugh and said, "My sister may not know our husband very well. He doesn't care about these material things. Even the silver he received as a reward for his military merits was all used for the expenses of the whole village. Even when his own clothes were torn, he couldn't bear to tear off a few feet of cloth to make a new one."

Jiang Wanyu looked at Lü Tu with eyes that were already filled with admiration, and now they shone even brighter. She had never imagined that there could be such a pure person in the world.

Lu Tu is not only capable and idealistic, but also of excellent character. Most importantly, he is quite good-looking, tall and imposing with regular features. Even if her mother were alive, she would definitely approve of this son-in-law. Thinking of this, Jiang Wanyu felt a surge of happiness in her heart.

She nodded obediently and said, "Then Wanyu will listen to my husband and sister. I'll put it away for now, and my husband and sister can come and get it anytime they need it!"

Everyone's attention had been focused on Jiang Wanyu, naturally causing them to overlook Wang Miaoling.

She was originally a non-competitive person, but when she saw that the dowry she brought was easily outdone by Jiang Wanyu, her temper as the eldest daughter of the Wang family flared up!

No matter what, Wang Miaoling is the legitimate daughter of the Wang family and the proper head of the family. The ancestors of the Wang family were high-ranking officials who held the rank of first grade. In terms of family background and origin, she is no worse than Jiang Wanyu.

“Sister Jiang, there’s no need. If my husband is short of money, I have it! My husband and I are truly in love, so my money belongs to him. There’s no need for you to sell your property, Sister Jiang. Just keep it as a keepsake!”

The moment Wang Miaoling spoke, the atmosphere at the scene changed instantly.

Things tend to get more complicated when there are many women, especially since this concerns their future status in the family, so it cannot be taken lightly.

Lu Tu was about to speak up to dissuade her, but Song Yuxi stopped him with a look. Song Yuxi took the initiative to step forward and hold Wang Miaoling's hand: "Sister, sit down and listen to me. Even if you use the entire Wang family's assets as your dowry, it is still your money. If your husband can't use it, neither can we. Otherwise, how will people view your husband after word gets out?"

Jiang Wanyu nodded: "That makes sense. I didn't think it through."

Wang Miaoling got angry whenever she saw Jiang Wanyu. She had known Lü Tu for a longer time than Jiang Wanyu, but because she was younger, she was still ranked behind Jiang Wanyu.

Jiang Wanyu's preemptive act of being well-behaved and sensible only made Wang Miaoling dislike him more. But since Song Yuxi had already said all that, Wang Miaoling couldn't say anything more and could only nod and say, "I understand what you mean, sister."

Lu Tu put his arms around their shoulders, one on each side: "In that case, let's go home and get married. It's getting late."

"ah?"

"So fast?"

Jiang and Wang were both taken aback. They hadn't expected that Lu Tu's decisive and efficient style would be applied to the wedding ceremony.

Lu Tu nodded: "That's right, Yu Xi, Xiao Yu, and I are all like that. We don't care about those formalities."

Hearing this, the two women were relieved. After all, the eldest and second eldest were like this, and if they insisted that Lu Tu hold a grand ceremony, it would be rather inappropriate.

"I will do whatever my husband says."

Lu Tu waved his hand: "Xiao Hu, find some bricklayers to tear down my bed and rebuild a kang!"

Liu Hu quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Yes, sir!" Then he dashed out in a flash, making the wind howl. After all, Lu Tu's wedding was a joyous occasion for the whole village, so how could anyone not be excited? He even shouted as he ran: "Lord Lu is getting married!"

In no time, everyone in the village knew the news, and many children who were attending classes with Tong Sheng also ran out and stood grinning at the entrance of the warehouse.

They all chimed in, "Congratulations, Lord Lü! When can we start our wedding night pranks?"

Lu Tu couldn't help but chuckle at their innocent appearance. In this day and age, it was probably only in their village that children still had the leisure to play around.

He deliberately put on a stern face and said, "What's the next line after 'At the beginning of life'? Only those who can answer this are qualified to make a ruckus in the bridal chamber!"

Upon hearing this, the children felt a chill run down their spines, and their lips twitched as they almost burst into tears. They hadn't expected that after finally getting permission from their teacher, they would be tested on their knowledge by Lü Tu. They quickly ducked and ran away into the distance.

Lu Tu looked at Liu Yang, who had just arrived, and took out 20 taels of silver from his pocket: "Take some people into Wuchuan City tomorrow and buy some candied dates and other things to share the joy with everyone."

"Understood! Congratulations, elder brother! Congratulations, elder sister-in-law! Second sister-in-law! Third sister-in-law! Fourth sister-in-law!"

The other three girls were all friendly, but Nangong Huiyu, with her rather mischievous personality, snorted and said, "Congratulations my foot!"

Liu Yang chuckled, knowing that this was not a place to stay for long, and quickly went out as well.

Lu Tu quickly called to Lingdang and Aqiao, and helped Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu up and walked towards their own courtyard.

It was only noon, and the bricklayers had already received orders and arrived with their men, followed by a cartload of blue bricks.

He asked curiously, "Lord Lü, I heard you're going to build a kang (heated brick bed)?"

"That's right."

The old bricklayer looked Lü Tu up and down, then invited him aside before asking with a worried expression, "Sir, I know you are young and strong, but you can't take this kind of treatment. You're making your wives sleep with you every day; even someone made of iron can't handle it."

Lu Tu naturally wouldn't bother explaining so much to him, and laughed it off, saying, "When I, Lu Tu, do things, I always strive to be the first! When killing enemies, I kill the fiercest ones; when marrying a wife, I marry the most beautiful one; and of course, the kang (heated brick bed) must be big enough!"

After saying that, he patted the old bricklayer's arm: "Remember one thing, make sure it's sturdy for me."

The old bricklayer understood immediately upon hearing this, revealing a knowing smile that any man could comprehend. He then led his apprentice, carrying the blue bricks, into the house.