As someone who has been through this time, sleeping in a set of underwear in this hot summer would be like asking him to die. So Young Master Jiang naturally did whatever he felt comfortable in, without being too particular.
Hong Er blushed, put the basin down, lowered her head and dared not look up at Jiang Hai.
"Young Master, I will help you get dressed."
Jiang Hai shook his head, grabbed his clothes and put them on.
"No, I can do it myself."
Jiang Hai has been an expert at taking care of himself since he was a child in southern Xinjiang. He is not so delicate that he needs help to dress him.
Although the clothes of this era are indeed a bit difficult to wear. But after so many years, I have become accustomed to them. In no time, before Hong'er could react, Jiang Hai had almost put them on.
After washing up, Jiang Hai went to receive the people sent by the third prince while biting a bun.
Hong'er looked at Jiang Hai's receding back with a somewhat infatuated look in her eyes. This young master was so special and so free and easy.
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While Jiang Hai was receiving guests, Yuchi Ziling was in the general's mansion with her mother Su Hui, counting the dowry.
Although the Darong Dynasty stipulated the amount of betrothal gifts to prevent the rich from buying marriages with betrothal gifts, it did not stipulate the amount of dowry for the woman. Therefore, at this time, when marrying off their daughters, families with the means would often give a generous dowry.
Generally, a woman's family will start preparing a dowry for her from a young age. Once the dowry arrives at her husband's house, it becomes the bride's property and she has the right to control it. A generous dowry represents the importance the bride's family attaches to her and also provides a guarantee for her life after marriage.
As a third-rank general of the Left Guard, Yuchi Zhong's daughter's dowry was naturally not too shabby. Just counting the dowry took quite a while.
The mother and daughter were lighting the dowry, and next to them was a girl a few years younger than Yuchi Ziling, who was Yuchi Ziling's sister Yuchi Shuang.
At this time, a servant came to report that Guo Qianqian and several young ladies she knew had arrived. Yuchi Ziling went out to receive them.
"Mother, I'm going with my sister too." Yuchi Shuang said.
Su Hui nodded in agreement, and Yuchi Shuang quickly followed.
After meeting Yuchi Ziling at Taixuan Temple, Guo Qianqian learned that the news of her marriage was true, so she pulled a few familiar sisters over to congratulate her.
The way women got married in this era was different from the modern times. Unmarried friends were not allowed to be bridesmaids. Bridesmaids were usually lucky women among relatives, called "female guests". They had to be married with children and have parents-in-law. This was a good omen.
Among the sisters who came, there was one with whom Yuchi Ziling had a good relationship, and they all brought gifts to congratulate.
A group of women were playing and chatting in her yard, talking about marriage. Yuchi Ziling was considered old, and Darong stipulated that women could marry at the age of 14, and most women would marry around the age of 16.
There are not many young ladies from official families like Yuchi Ziling who stay alive until the age of 18. If she doesn't get married this year, she will have to pay a fine and several times the head tax. Of course, her family doesn't care and can afford it.
During the conversation, Guo Qianqian revealed that she would be getting married soon. Yuchi Ziling was also quite surprised. It turned out that when they went out that day, they ran into Guo Qianqian and her cousin, the peacock with its tail spread out.
Just as Yuchi Ziling guessed, they indeed made an appointment to go to Taixuan Temple to burn incense and see each other.
From Guo Qianqian's words, she learned that the man was the son of the governor of Taihe Prefecture. The governor was a third-rank official, and the current Darong court was showing a tendency to prioritize civil officials over military officials. With so little war in sight, the power of the civil officials was somewhat overshadowing that of the military commanders.
So it can be considered as a good match with Guo Qianqian's family, a third-rank military general and a third-rank civil official family getting married.
When Yuchi Ziling heard that Guo Qianqian was going to marry that kind of person, she wanted to remind her to observe more, but seeing Guo Qianqian's expression, she seemed to be already bewitched by his so-called talent.
I'm sure no one will listen even if I tell them, and it will only make the relationship awkward.
Judging from Guo Qianqian's personality, she might think that she was jealous because she had married poorly, so Yuchi Ziling suppressed her emotions and said nothing.
Guo Qianqian was in high spirits.
"You know what? Cousin Luo Zheng said he even wrote the poem urging me to put on my makeup and the poem to get rid of the fan for me."
"Wow, that's so thoughtful! It looks like Qianqian is going to marry a talented man." A sister said with an envious expression.
Guo Qianqian continued proudly, "He said he wrote three songs for each."
After saying that, he raised three fingers. Seeing Guo Qianqian's smug look, Yuchi Shuang pursed her lips, thinking that her brother-in-law should be pretty good, so she would ask him to write a few more poems later.
Yuchi Ziling was truly helpless. She didn't really dislike Guo Qianqian, after all, they didn't have any bad history. They'd just known each other before, and seeing her like this, Yuchi Ziling was genuinely worried about her, but she didn't know what to say.
Yuchi Ziling was still distracted, at this time, Yuchi Shuang asked her,
"Sister, did your brother-in-law tell you that he has prepared some poems for you?"
"No, he didn't say. I don't know either. I didn't ask him." Yuchi Ziling came back to his senses and almost couldn't respond.
Among these good sisters, most of them prefer something more literary, and they are all curious about what kind of husband Yuchi Ziling chose.
"Then how did Sister Zi Ling choose him? Is he good at writing? I guess he must be very talented, otherwise how could Sister Zi Ling marry him?" Someone asked again.
This question really stumped Yuchi Ziling. Although Jiang Hai dressed like a scholar all day long, he seldom showed off his writing skills, and Yuchi Ziling had only seen him a few times.
She thought about it, and it was three times. The first time was when they were discussing the betrothal gift, and he said to her, "I wish to find a true lover." The second time was when Taihe City was angry at Guo Qianqian's cousin Luo Zheng and wrote a poem. The third time was when he saw the beauty in the music hall and lamented her fate.
Guo Qianqian was also very curious and asked Yuchi Ziling,
"Yes, Sister Ziling, has he ever written a poem for you?"
Seeing everyone so eager, Yuchi Ziling said hesitantly,
"He just gave me one sentence: 'I wish to find someone who loves me and we will be together till we grow old together.' That's all."
"I wish to find a person who loves me and will never leave me until we are old." The girls repeated it in a low voice.
Everyone's eyes lit up, especially Yuchi Shuang, who was not bad as a brother-in-law. This was exactly what these young ladies wanted, such a sentimental poem.
"No wonder Sister Zi Ling was impressed by his talent. To be able to write such poems, he must be a talented person." A good sister said.
Yuchi Ziling's face flushed a little, but in fact, she only understood the poem because it was easy to understand. If it was too obscure, she would not understand it at all, and she was embarrassed to say that she didn't care much about it.
"Yes, right." Yuchi Ziling replied with a laugh.
Next, the group of women talked about a lot of gossip in the capital.
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