Chapter 149 Calligraphy
Marriage is a union of two families. Shen went to the Mo residence many times to discuss the matter, and the atmosphere was harmonious. However, who knew that the Mo family was secretly doing something sneaky, and it happened on the wedding day.
This is not a marriage, it's clearly an enmity!
Xia'er was so angry that her face turned blue. Her young lady could not stand such humiliation!
"You, the Mo family, act this way, clearly not taking my young lady seriously. It's better not to marry her!"
The Mo family keeps doing weird things, and anyone with a bit of backbone can't stand it.
Mo Qianyu was confused, thinking that it was a custom in the capital to make things difficult for the new bride, and said, “Chen Zhilan, as long as you beg me, I will carry you over.”
Wei Jing didn't expect this either, and stood by the door in deep thought. No matter what the Mo family was up to, she had to enter the Mo family's gate. This was the first step.
Mo Yan was anxious and grabbed Mo Qianyu's sleeve: "Brother, my parents said that the General's Mansion is a military family, and the daughter-in-law must go through tests before entering the family. The Mo family does not like women who cry all the time."
As he spoke, Mo Yan winked at the old woman and took the rooster.
While the rooster was being fed to the bride, the rope tied around its claws loosened.
The rooster was free and flapped its wings.
"Quick, catch the young master and worship him!"
The old woman directed the servants who were watching the fun, and they all leaned over and ran towards the rooster.
"Is this how you insult me? I'm standing here, and you're trying to catch chickens!"
Mo Qianyu shouted a few times to increase his presence, but no one paid attention. The maids and old women always focused on the rooster.
"Are you all crazy?"
There was chaos in front of the mansion, and Mo Qianyu felt more and more strange.
Shen Zhilan is not a soft-hearted person, nor is she dumb. How could she endure such a mess?
Sure enough, Shen Zhilan was obsessed with becoming the daughter-in-law of the Mo family and wanted to marry him so much.
Mo Qianyu finally figured out the key and waited for Shen Zhilan to ask him to marry her.
"My lord, where can you escape to?"
Soon, the servants of the Mo Mansion formed a circle and drove the rooster to the center.
Mo Qianyu was very calm. He stretched out a hand and firmly grasped the running rooster.
After casually touching the bottom, Mo Qianyu's face changed drastically, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Well, who ordered you to use a castrated chicken to replace this young master?"
Shen Zhilan married a castrated rooster. Was the Mo family trying to make things difficult for the new daughter-in-law or to insult him?
Mo Qianyu rolled her eyes in anger: "Come here with someone who's quicker, and change one!"
It’s a bad omen. If you don’t change it, I won’t get married!
The surroundings were in chaos and Wei Jing had a bad feeling. She decided not to wait any longer. She lowered her head to look at the road, walked around the fire tank, and calmly entered the mansion.
The old woman stuffed another rooster in and, together with the matchmaker, led the bride to the wedding hall.
"Bang!"
The moment Mo Qianyu was distracted, the door of the Mo Mansion closed.
Mo Qianyu was holding the castrated chicken, but was turned away and stood there in a daze.
"Open the door and let me in. What kind of capital custom is it to lock the groom out?"
Today is his big day, how come he is not even qualified to enter the mansion? Could it be that he is not his parents’ biological son?
Mo Qianyu, dressed in wedding clothes, banged on the door, her expression becoming increasingly solemn.
Mo Yan's emotions were very complicated. First she was shocked, then she laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, and now she was filled with sympathy and sadness: "Brother, your struggle is meaningless."
So miserable!
Ultimately, the problem lies with Wei Jing.
Even if the two families are not married, Wei Jing has a way to replace Shen Zhilan. If she really marries into the Mo family, the Mo family will definitely be fooled.
Thinking of this, Mo Yan felt like he had survived a calamity.
Inside the Mo Mansion, Wei Jing followed the old woman who was leading the way with a normal look on her face.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Wei Jing felt more at ease when she saw that Chen Zhilan's maid Xia'er had not caught up.
Noticing the broken bricks and wild weeds growing wildly under her feet, Wei Jing forced a smile and asked, "Mammy, why haven't you come to the wedding hall yet?"
If we go to Xitang, is it too remote?
It seems that Mo Qianyu was forced to marry Shen Zhilan, and the Mo family did not approve of the marriage.
“Ms. Shen, it’s almost time.”
When they arrived outside a courtyard, the old woman suddenly stopped and without warning raised her hand and slashed at Wei Jing.
Wei Jing only felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her body fell limply to the ground.
The veil was lifted, and General Mo and his wife walked out from the corner. The couple looked at each other, both showing a look of surprise.
"Master, if Yuzhu hadn't discovered the clue, we would have been plotted against by the Wei family!"
Madam Mo's brows were furrowed, her expression was filled with anxiety, and her voice was trembling.
General Mo patted his wife on the shoulder and said, "Madam, don't worry. Let's not make it public for now. The fewer people who know about it, the better..."
Throw Wei Jing into the vegetable carriage and send her to Feng's house, then pick up Shen Zhilan, just as if nothing had happened. However, the account still needs to be settled with the Wei family.
The servants acted quickly, pulling a small cart, and Wei Jing was carried out of the mansion through the corner gate.
At this time, Jiang Yuzhu had already arrived at the gate of Feng's house.
The Feng family was hosting a banquet. Mrs. Feng was taking Feng Shuang to receive the female family members. When they heard that Jiang Yuzhu was coming to congratulate them, both mother and daughter were very nervous.
"Mother, the family didn't send an invitation to Jiang Yuzhu, why is she here?"
Feng Shuang's hands, which were clutching the handkerchief, turned pale, and a hint of fear unconsciously surfaced in her heart.
She hated Jiang Yuzhu and just wanted to stay away from the madman!
It's such a happy occasion and Jiang Yuzhu has come with bad intentions. If she comes to ruin things, the Feng family will become the laughing stock of the noble families in Beijing.
Mrs. Feng had not had much contact with Jiang Yuzhu, so she frowned and said, "What are you afraid of? Now that the Feng family is related to the Wei family, Jiang Yuzhu must be obsessed with your eldest brother. A guest is a guest, so it's not good to chase her away!"
Madam Feng went to the second gate to greet her, and said with a fake smile: "What wind brings Madam Xie here? No wonder I heard the magpie chirping so early in the morning!"
"Today is a good day. Mr. Feng is getting married to Miss Wei, so I came to ask for a glass of wedding wine to share in the good cheer."
Jiang Yuzhu has sent Hong Jin to investigate, and she will deal with the mother and daughter of the Feng family.
Although she came to watch the ceremony, Jiang Yuzhu came empty-handed.
Feng Shuang lost her temper and said tartly, "If Madam Xie really came to congratulate you, why didn't she bring any gifts?"
Jiang Yuzhu spoke better than she sang. Feng Shuang was too lazy to deal with her and only wanted to fall out with her.
Since Wei Jing is the eldest sister-in-law of the Feng family, it is impossible for her to be on good terms with the Jiang family.
If it were an ordinary woman, she would be questioned to the point where she couldn't even raise her head. But for Jiang Yuzhu, it was just a small scene.
"The gift is nothing but real money, it's extremely vulgar, how can it be more important than sincerity?"
It would be unfair to say that Jiang Yuzhu came empty-handed this time. She still understands the ways of the world.
Just now in the carriage, Jiang Yuzhu improvised a painting.
"To Mr. Feng and Miss Wei, wishing them a long and happy marriage."
Jiang Yuzhu held up her hands with a pious look on her face.
The ladies who came to watch the ceremony heard the noise and rushed over to join in the fun. Someone said with a smile, "Madam Xie's calligraphy is indeed worth more than real gold and silver. Hurry up and open it so that we can have a look too!"
Jiang Yuzhu is a fool. Everyone in the capital's high-ranking families knows that. What kind of thing can she draw?
When the painting was opened, Feng Shuang stepped back with eyes wide open: "Jiang Yuzhu, you..."
At the scene, the atmosphere was stagnant and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
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