Chapter 15: Lucky Husband "Compared to Song Lang, he's nothing special."...
Zhu Hao had already broken away from Song Xieqing's embrace. She was also shocked when she saw this scene. She turned slightly sideways, and her pair of eyes as bright as spring tides were fixed on him. It happened that Song Xieqing was looking at her.
I wish you a torticollis and a tilted head, with a look of doubt on your face.
He proposed marriage, but he made such a fuss about it. Not only that, a god himself wanted to demote himself to a son-in-law. Although Zhu Hao didn't know Song Xieqing very well, let alone his personality and preferences, he never concealed his words and deeds. Based on just a few encounters, it can be concluded that he is fed up with the constraints of rules. However, Song Xieqing has been playing tricks with her because of the embroidered ball she accidentally threw on the jade statue, which is really hard for Zhu Hao to understand.
Song Xieqing had never mentioned to her what would happen to mortals if a god broke his promise. Zhu Hao was itching to do so. She became more and more curious about this matter. She wondered why Song Xieqing was so obedient to his promise.
Song Xieqing smiled and said nonchalantly, "Zhuoshui, read the entire gift list to Madam Zhu."
After he finished speaking, Zhu Hao saw the maid in the middle of the group step out from the crowd. She held a red-sealed scroll in her hand and unfolded a corner with her fingers. During the movement, Zhu Hao could vaguely see the glitter on her wrist, which looked like the golden scales of a koi carp swimming happily in the sunshine in a pond.
Zhuoshui took the opportunity to clear her throat and calmly shifted her gaze to Zhu Hao. She was about to take a closer look at this mortal woman who was about to marry a god, but she felt a chill fall squarely on her from the side. She didn't dare to look again, and cursed Song Xieqing in her heart several times before lowering her head and singing: "Five loads of Jinweixuan wedding cakes, a thousand taels of gold, a white jade high-footed lamp, a pair of green jade hollow cups, a coral door cabinet, a red lacquer carved frame, an ivory carved round mirror, a mahogany silver silk longevity purple ruyi..."
Half an hour later, Zhuoshui felt her lips and tongue dry, and she was almost hoarse. She closed the scroll with all her strength, stepped in front of Zhu Lanxiang and handed it to her. Zhuoshui smiled slightly and said, "Madam, the gifts proposed by my young master are too numerous to list. I am afraid I can't recite them all in a short time. I hope you can see them with your own eyes."
To everyone, Zhuoshui is just a maid in Song Xieqing's house, but her words and actions show disregard for the hierarchy between master and servant. If it were a normal day, Zhu Lanxiang would definitely have an argument with her, but her mind was distracted by the gift list, so naturally she was too lazy to argue with Zhuoshui.
Zhu Lanxiang had never seen so many rare and precious treasures before! Her heart was fascinated, and as she took it, her hands trembled uncontrollably, causing the scroll to fall to the ground. Because the street was sloping, the force of the scroll spread several feet away. Zhu Lanxiang and the onlookers saw the gift list covered with ink and ink, and cried out in surprise.
"Who exactly is this Mr. Song? How could he have collected a calligraphy piece that was world-renowned during the previous dynasty? And even offered it as a betrothal gift to a young girl? He spent a fortune just to win a beautiful woman's smile, not realizing it could be an authentic work?"
"Madam Zhu was truly courageous during yesterday's trial, but... you are indeed known to bring misfortune upon your relatives and husbands! With such a notorious reputation, how could this woman be so beloved by such a noble man? Alas! Young Master Song is truly infatuated!"
"Oh, I've been wanting to say something like this for a long time! It's all just groundless rumors. How can I not be afraid, Mr. Song?"
Zhu Lanxiang hurried to a nearby mahogany box. Song Xieqing signaled the guard to step back. Seeing that no one stopped her, Zhu Lanxiang quickly opened the lid of the box. She saw gold flashing in the sunlight towards everyone. She swallowed hard and mustered her strength to open a few more mahogany boxes. If they were not shining gold bars, they were Hebi Sui beads.
Zhu Hao overheard the gossip and gently tugged at Song Xieqing's sleeve. She feigned sadness and said angrily, "Song Lang... my daughter has a bad reputation and can hardly be a good wife! Marrying Song Lang would be marrying above her station. Why not... call off this marriage?"
Before Song Xieqing could offer any comfort, Zhu Lanxiang cried out in frustration, "Pooh, pooh, pooh! Stop your nonsense, Pianpian! Your mother has been suffering from a deficiency since she was born, and carrying you has already taken up most of her energy. She learned from the doctor that if she decided to give birth to you, she might suffer from a hidden illness. But how could your mother not know her own condition? Whether she keeps you or not, her life is nearing its end, and your father..."
Zhu Lanxiang suddenly looked strange, and after a few breaths, she said, "He couldn't bear the reality of your mother's death, and spent years and months in bed, forgetting to sleep. How could he possibly be healthy if he tortured himself like this? I tried to comfort your father, but alas! It was impossible to cure his grief over the loss of his wife! As for the eldest son of the Shi family, that's all just empty talk! How can you be considered a jinx before you even married? It's not even legitimate! My dear Pianpian, you've suffered so much for years, and these false claims have truly grieved your aunt! Young Master Song, the reputation of Pianpian being a jinx is all just a rumor! Our Pianpian is doing very well! A jinx who brings prosperity to her husband! A jinx who brings prosperity to her husband!"
When Song Xieqing heard Zhu Lanxiang's impassioned words, he looked at Zhu Hao with a half-smile, "Have you heard, Pianpian? You don't have a bad reputation, and you've never been called a 'disaster star.' Even if you were, so what? Why would I be afraid of that? In this life, Song will never marry you."
He leaned forward slightly, gathering the coat he had just draped over Zhu Hao. Song Xieqing lowered his voice to her ear and teased her in a voice barely audible to the two of them, "Madam Zhu is really good at taking advantage of situations."
A wealthy young man from another city offering a huge sum of gold to marry a daughter of the Zhu family would surely attract the attention of the entire city. Zhu Lanxiang, who values wealth above all else, would be reluctant to give up this once-in-a-century marriage after witnessing Song Xiqing's offer of thousands in betrothal gifts. However, Zhu Hao's reputation was notorious, and Zhu Lanxiang needed to explain her own stigma to ensure a secure marriage.
Obviously, Zhu Hao had just deliberately humiliated himself just to wait for Zhu Lanxiang to join the game. He could not escape Zhu Hao's plan and became her invisible sword.
Well, only when both parties benefit can the relationship last long.
Zhu Hao smiled back at him: "Compared to Song Lang, he's nothing special."
The two of them tried to keep their voices low, and since they were so close to each other, others naturally couldn't hear what they said. However, Zhu Hao was different from usual and still called him Song Lang.
The spring scenery is like the sea, and the girl's eyes are as bright as amber.
Song Xieqing repeatedly pondered the word "Song Lang", and at the end, he actually chuckled.
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Zhu Hao and Song Xieqing arranged their marriage in such a hasty manner. Zhu Lanxiang was even more impatient to submit her birth date and horoscope to Songheju, so that they could finally set the wedding date after Song Xieqing asked someone to propose.
After this incident, Zhu Lanxiang treated Zhu Hao with great care and consideration, and it was as if she had switched souls with him, making it difficult for Zhu Hao to recognize him. Not only did she let Zhu Hao move back to her childhood courtyard, she also sent several female doctors to diagnose and prepare medicine for her.
Zhu Hao specifically told her not to spread the news of hiring doctors. Everyone only knew that Zhu Lanxiang should invite Qin, a very famous female doctor from Zhongchun Hall, to her house for treatment. After Qin left, she asked another doctor to enter through the side door.
Although Zhu Lanxiang did not understand the mystery, Zhu Hao was now God to her. Since she did not bring up the topic, Zhu Lanxiang did not ask in detail.
Zhu Qi was the only one who privately objected to her marriage to Song Xieqing. However, due to his mother's persuasion, Zhu Qi had no good plan. He often knocked on Zhu Hao's door, either to reminisce about the past or to offer her snacks and sweet soup. Zhu Hao knew what Zhu Qi was up to, but she was too lazy to confront him in person and always dismissed him, claiming she was not feeling well.
With only two days left before the trial, Zhu Hao, in addition to resting and recuperating, took advantage of her free time to embroider on her couch. She thought about it and decided that if the headband with moon-white satin as the base was embroidered with ancient pine trees and green cranes, it would be a good match. The pine branches needed to show their texture to show the toughness of the pine, and Guangdong embroidery used needlework and silk patterns to reflect the texture of the embroidered objects, which was just right for this theme.
An ancient pine tree grows from a corner of the silk, its branches are like cranes, and the edge of the headband can be decorated with flowing clouds.
Zhu Hao inherited her parents' talent. Since her father passed away, although no one taught her embroidery skills, Zhu Hao could still understand 80% of the skills by following the books. Moreover, she had been obsessed with this profession since she was a child, so what she learned and understood was easier than that of ordinary people.
Before he knew it, two days had passed and he had finished embroidering the ancient pine and green crane, except for the flowing clouds. Zhu Hao put the half-finished headband gently into the basket when he heard a message from the servant outside the house.
"Miss, the government has sent someone to wait outside the house, specially ordered by Mr. Pei, the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, to escort you into the court to file your case."
Zhu Hao has been following the doctor's advice and resting and applying medicine in recent days. If she hadn't bumped into the injured area, she would have been able to walk normally.
Zhu Hao opened the door of her house, and she walked out of the Zhu house in the first ray of spring sunshine, to be washed by the sunlight.
Since this case had caused a sensation in the city, Zhu Hao had originally thought that the government office would send many officials to take her to the inner hall. However, the government office only ordered one person to accompany her, and this person looked to be about the same age as her. He was dressed casually, with messy hair, and was not much taller than her. Instead, the machete he carried on his back was almost half a person's height.
Zhu Hao didn't know the other person's identity, so he bowed slightly and said, "Your Excellency, please wait."
Cang Gong raised his eyebrows calmly, without making any comment.
Seeing the woman looking around, he finally said, "Don't look. Lord Pei indeed sent me here alone. I heard that Zhu was flogged. Is she able to move around now? The Zhu residence is quite far from the government office. If you find it difficult to travel this long distance, Lord Pei has specifically ordered that you be allowed to come to the palace by carriage."
Zhang Qian abused private punishment, causing the plaintiff to receive four more lashes in addition to the thirty lashes she had to receive for beating the drum to report the incident. For such a delicate and frail girl... it was really unbearable.
If it were the past, this Lord Pei would never be soft-hearted because of this, but since he got married... he has become more caring.
Zhu Hao bowed and thanked him. She could walk without any problem now, and such a grand ceremony would only cause people to talk about it.
On the way, Zhu Hao secretly spied on Cang Gong. Although she called him "official", she knew that this man was probably not given an official title. Not only did he not wear official uniform on the day of the trial, but he also carried a machete that was half the size of a man on his back. Moreover, his every move did not show the servility of an official. His appearance and behavior were unrestrained and if he was an official, he looked more like a personal guard of a noble family.
It was unusual for the government office to send only one person to summon her into the court. I wonder what kind of person the official in charge of the trial was.
The two of them walked across the Seven-Bend Bridge, one in front and the other behind. They saw weeping willows like green waterfalls, green water reflecting the blue sky, and noisy sounds carried by the east wind. For some reason, the riverside was particularly noisy today.
Zhu Hao stood on the Seven-Curve Bridge and looked out. There was an open space on the other side of the bridge, all surrounded by long silk gauze, with a gap of about an inch left at the connection. In addition, the east wind was blowing hard, and the silk gauze was flying in the air. Dozens of schoolgirls in cloth clothes could be seen sitting on neatly arranged low stools.
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