These words gave the eldest son-in-law a headache.
Surely he and the eldest princess's son wouldn't risk competing with others over eating steamed buns for a mere hundred taels of silver?
Princess Huyang was even more worried, "Fifty meat buns? Don't you care about your stomach?"
For people of their noble status, they never had to worry about food; their only concern was indigestion from eating too much. Even Princess Huyang couldn't imagine how full they would feel after eating fifty meat buns.
Princess Huyang exclaimed, "Why didn't you stop them?!"
The servant shrank back and said, "We tried to stop them, but we couldn't..."
"Then quickly bring the Crown Prince back to me," Princess Huyang ordered.
The servant said weakly, "If we go now, the young master should have already finished eating the steamed buns..."
If the Crown Prince can really eat fifty meat buns.
Princess Huyang raised her hand to rub her temples, and the eldest son-in-law said, "Let the young master come back."
Princess Huyang had originally planned to go to sleep after returning to her residence, but now she was wide awake, her mind filled with thoughts of fifty meat buns.
She sat there and waited for Du Cheng'an to return.
Half an hour passed before Du Cheng'an finally returned, just as Princess Huyang was losing all patience.
I could hear him burping from a distance.
Princess Huyang was both angry and heartbroken that they had been beaten so badly on their way back. She wished she could dig up the graves of the old ladies of the Du family and the Wang family, whose graves were covered with tall grass, and whip their corpses.
Du Cheng'an knew his parents were angry, so he cautiously stepped forward without daring to speak.
The prince consort asked, "Did you win?"
"We lost, we lost..."
The eldest son-in-law, "..."
Princess Huyang had a throbbing pain in her temples.
Her son participated in a steamed bun eating contest and lost?
Winning is shameful, but losing is even more shameful.
The servant said, "Young Master could have won, but that short but voracious boy on the other side kept glaring at you while he was eating, so Young Master let him win..."
Under Princess Huyang's angry glare, the servant's voice finally weakened to the whisper of a mosquito.
Princess Huyang looked at her son and said, "You know you don't lack that hundred taels, so why are you still competing with others to eat steamed buns?"
Du Cheng'an lowered his head and remained silent.
Princess Huyang was only worried that he would overeat and harm his health. Since he was like this, Princess Huyang couldn't say anything more to him. She only asked, "Why are you alone? Why aren't you with Prince Yanping and the others?"
The servants couldn't stop him, but the Prince of Yanping and his men couldn't possibly fail to stop him; they would carry him away even if they had to.
Du Cheng'an said, "They were going to accompany the girls they liked to the lantern festival, so I didn't go with them..."
Princess Huyang thought about it and agreed. Normally, she could manage with her son, but at the lantern festival, she would definitely have to accompany the girls. "There are so many girls at the lantern festival, have you found one you like?"
As soon as the question left her lips, Princess Huyang knew she had asked a pointless question.
If you have a girl you like, you'll know to accompany her to stroll through the lantern festival; otherwise, you'll end up having a steamed bun eating contest.
Princess Huyang said, "I will choose a lady from a prominent family for you, and you should get married soon."
Upon hearing this, Du Cheng'an hurriedly said, "The Prince of Yanping and the others all chose their own wives, so I will choose mine too."
Princess Huyang said, "I will do as you say. I will find more portraits of ladies from prominent families, and you can choose for yourself."
Du Cheng'an shook his head vigorously.
Princess Huyang said, "If this isn't enough, how do you intend to choose?"
“The Prince of Yanping and Lu Cheng were chosen at the Lantern Festival. Tang Ze taught me, so it wasn’t difficult. I’ll try again at the next Lantern Festival,” Du Cheng’an said.
It's not difficult, it's just a little embarrassing.
Thinking about how he would spread his arms and wait for a girl to be squeezed into his arms during the crowded lantern festival, Du Cheng'an felt that he definitely couldn't do that.
It's still better than his mother arranging a marriage for him directly.
Let's postpone it for a while; the next lantern festival won't be until Chinese New Year...
Du Cheng'an had a good plan, but then he heard his mother, Princess Huyang, say, "Next month is my birthday. We're canceling the birthday banquet and asking the Emperor to allow a lantern festival to be held outside the palace. You'd better choose the lanterns carefully for me."
Du Cheng'an, "..."
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