The emperor had never seen anyone dare to interpret his meaning in such a way: "My sister has more than one son."
The implication is that whether you have children or not, my sister will still have grandchildren to hold.
Han Xuri, of course, understood the Emperor's meaning.
"Uncle, you don't know this, but if Dong Sheng wants to have a baby, he'll have to wait until his wife is at least 18."
So we still have to wait.
The Emperor had never heard of this matter before. "Why did his wife give birth so late?"
Han Xuri said, "The Zhao family said that the girl's body was not fully developed before she turned 18. If she gave birth too early, she would be prone to difficult labor and it would harm her health."
Therefore, the Zhao family women generally gave birth later than other families.
The Emperor frowned. "How come Jian Rui's wife gave birth before she was even 18?"
Han Xuri shook his head.
"That's my cousin's fault. The second daughter of the Zhao family probably can't beat my cousin Rui."
Dongsheng's wife is different. Even if you add his cousin Rui to the mix, they're no match for her.
That reason was so powerful that the emperor was speechless.
"Are you sure? It's this girl."
The Emperor asked again in front of Daya.
Han Xuri nodded.
"A life-saving grace should be repaid with one's own body. Back then, I was forced to jump off that cliff..."
If it weren't for Daya rescuing me and bringing me back to the tribe, I, your nephew, would be a pile of bones by now.
Besides, Daya is so beautiful.
In all my years, I've never seen a girl who's more pleasing to my eye than her.
Why would someone with such an ugly face choose to marry someone else and make themselves miserable, when there are beautiful women available?
Upon hearing Han Xuri's words, the Emperor thought to himself,
"What a scumbag, lusting after a pretty face. It's good that he didn't fall in love with her; it means he's not out of his mind."
An imperial edict was drafted to grant the marriage.
The wedding date is set for the eighth day of next month.
The imperial edict caused several girls to faint from crying.
Male beauty is harmful; Han Xuri has once again contributed to the medical field.
If it weren't for the imperial decree granting the marriage, the noble ladies would still have had the opportunity to investigate and, since Daya's identity was not prominent, they could have forced her to become a concubine.
As a result, an imperial decree granted a marriage, and a little girl from a remote tribe in southern Xinjiang was promoted to the position of Princess Consort, which aroused envy and jealousy.
Jealousy can cloud one's judgment; the next day, the Prince's residence received invitations from several noble ladies.
Each post invited Daya to attend some kind of poetry gathering or flower viewing party.
Daya had no time to pay attention to those posts; she was busy learning to read with her nanny these past few days.
Rong Bo said that a qualified mistress should be able to read the account books.
Otherwise, no matter how much money you have, it could be swindled away.
The Prince's mansion is large and powerful, so there's always the fear of someone betraying their master.
The Prince's estate is all meant to be left to the young masters.
How can we let someone with ulterior motives take our place?
Rong Bo really knows how to manipulate people's hearts.
After spending a few days together, he realized how much Daya cared about the next generation.
Even more so, the purpose of marriage among their people...
It's not for high-ranking positions, generous salaries, fertile fields, or fine wine; it's simply for having high-quality offspring.
Therefore, Rongbo, fearing that Daya would dislike studying, used the child as an excuse. Sure enough, the little girl fell right into his trap.
The nanny taught diligently, Daya studied diligently, and most importantly, she was also intelligent.
She mastered a thousand-character classic text in just one week.
She's incredibly fast at math. Both Uncle Rong and the nanny believe the future mistress is a genius.
"What a pity, the lady of the house grew up in the tribe since childhood."
"With such a brilliant mind, I've never heard of any noble lady in the capital being as intelligent as her."
The old woman sighed.
Rong Bo nodded.
"With our lady's intelligence, if she were a man, she would have no problem passing the imperial examination."
Little did they know that Han Xuri and Daya overheard these words.
Han Xuri looked at Daya, his expression clearly asking, "Are you that smart?"
Daya tilted her head arrogantly, thinking, "I'm just that smart, believe me or not."
While Daya was busy studying, Han Xuri had someone reply to all the posts at once.
"The lady of the house is busy preparing for the wedding, so it is inconvenient for her to attend the various banquets."
Okay, this reply is worse than no reply at all. It's just made those who posted it even angrier.
No matter how angry they are, they can't just drag Daya out of the Prince's mansion.
They don't have that kind of guts.
So the discussion started about where Daya should get married since she had no family. Everyone was waiting to see how Daya would embarrass herself when she got married.
As it turned out, on her wedding day, Daya was actually married off from the Huicui Pavilion.
Zhao Qingyan directly gifted Daya a dowry.
A complete set of furniture made of the finest pear wood.
Fur, brocade, glass ornaments, a full-length glass mirror, a complete set of gemstone jewelry, a sewing machine, and a clock.
The reason Zhao Qingyan was so generous was simple:
When she married Xu Dongsheng, the betrothal gifts were all provided by Han Xuri, the eldest brother.
Now that the eldest brother is marrying his sister-in-law, it's not unreasonable for her, as the younger brother's wife, to contribute a share of the dowry.
Even though I can't come in person, the gift must be sent.
When Han Xuri got married, all the people in the city rushed to the streets to join in the excitement.
The status of a prince makes him an ideal husband for young women.
She has a noble status, doesn't need to participate in the succession struggle, and is wealthy. Most importantly, she has no mother-in-law, father-in-law, or sister-in-law.
Such a good husband candidate, I wonder which wild fox spirit snatched him away.
As a result, more and more people followed the welcoming procession to watch the spectacle.
Upon arriving at the Huicui Pavilion, the wedding procession stopped.
Han Xuri went into Huicui Pavilion to pick up his wife, and the dowry that came out of Huicui Pavilion was carried one after another.
Especially the various limited edition shoes, bags, clothes, and jewelry produced by Huicui Pavilion, which were carried out in mahogany boxes.
It stung the eyes of countless noble ladies.
Normally, they have to think long and hard before they can buy even one item, and they might even have to save up their monthly salary for several months to get one.
This fox spirit from the mountains was actually carried in a box.
Good heavens, I'm so incredibly jealous!
Now, they are no longer jealous that Daya was able to marry such a good, wealthy man as Han Xuri.
They were jealous of Daya for winning the favor of the owner of Huicui Pavilion.
They gave such a large dowry.
Their hearts were bleeding; they wanted those good things too.
Let alone carrying it in a box, even during the wedding.
Even if their dowry consisted of three pairs of shoes, two bags, and a set of jewelry, they would be overjoyed.
This doesn't mean they didn't have dowries.
The dowries of these noble ladies were saved up by their parents from the moment they were born.
Even the finest gemstones, wood, and fabrics need to be crafted by skilled artisans to look beautiful.
The main selling point of Huicui Pavilion is its novelty and uniqueness.
To put it simply, this is the power of branding.
Anything bearing the Hui Cui Ge logo is associated with money and status.
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