Chapter 123 Sprinkling wedding money, the wedding ceremony officer is here?
Mrs. Xie, who was standing next to them, heard the conversation between the master and servant and couldn't help but glance over, but happened to see the fierceness in Xie Ming'an's eyes.
She suddenly remembered an old memory, shuddered, and quickly looked away.
The nanny beside Old Madam Xie said, "Old Madam, Aunt Sun has sent a message asking you to intercede with Master Bo."
"My children and grandchildren have their own blessings. What can I do?" She looked helpless.
In the past, Old Madam Xie loved her granddaughter Xie Zhi the most.
But now that she saw Xie Zhi doing something shameful and being used by her son as a bargaining chip to exchange for the house and become the concubine of Marquis Anping, how could she dare to plead for her illegitimate granddaughter?
Soon, a sedan chair with two bearers, whose red silk looked shabby, was carried out from the side door.
Xie Zhi inside was wearing a peach pink wedding dress and heavy makeup to cover up the bruises on her face that had not yet disappeared from the slaps and kowtows she had received a few days ago.
She knew she was powerless to disobey Xie Mingan's orders, so she did not struggle.
Instead, Aunt Sun, who stayed in the yard, stroked her bulging belly, watched her daughter leave, and shed tears silently.
As for those who came to escort Xie Zhi to the bride, there were only two little maids and a carriage. They followed the sedan chair quietly and went to the villa where Anping Hou had settled his concubine.
Some guests with good eyesight saw the sedan chair and asked about it curiously.
How could there be a sedan chair coming out of a side door on the wedding day of Prince Jingbei and the eldest daughter of the Xie family?
Soon, the servants came back and learned that the concubine of the Xie family had become the concubine of the Marquis of Anping today.
This news spread among the guests.
Xie Mingan was still standing there, not paying any attention to Xie Zhi's sedan chair. Instead, he stared at the dowry procession that had been moving for a quarter of an hour and had not yet finished.
So much wealth should have belonged to his Xie family, why did he give it all to that girl Xie Yao!
Xu Susu looked at the exquisite bridal sedan chair carried by thirty-two people, tears still in the corners of her eyes.
Old Mr. Xu leaned on his crutches and walked back into the sedan chair. Before leaving, he looked at his daughter with tears in his eyes.
Xu Susu recalled his words, the sentence "At worst, we can go home and the Xu family will support you for the rest of your life", which was like a stone hitting her heart.
Back then, she insisted on having her own way and married into the Xie family, and was estranged from her father and brothers for many years.
She still remembers to this day that when she learned she was pregnant, she ran away from home in fear and lived in Chengfo Temple for a long time. She also remembered the look of disbelief and heartache on her father and brother's faces when they saw her carrying Ayao back to the Xu family.
The brother, who had always been humble and calm, like a noble young man, was so angry that he burst into tears, picked up a knife, and wanted to stab Xie Mingan.
Later, they could only bear the pain, prepare countless dowries for themselves, and send themselves to the uncle's house.
As time went by, Xu Susu had long forgotten that she also had her parents' home to rely on.
At this moment, Xie Mingan saw the boxes from the Xie family mixed in with the group and turned around suddenly: "What are the dowries you prepared for her?"
Xu Susu nodded: "It is not as good as the betrothal gift from the palace, nor as good as the dowry my father gave to Ayao. It is because of the things I brought as a dowry back then, after so many years, these are all that are left."
She only prepared thirty-two loads of dowry, which was all she had.
The greed in Xie Mingan's eyes was almost impossible to conceal.
Surprisingly, there are still so many left.
His tone changed, and he suddenly said with concern: "Yao'er is marrying into a wealthy family. It's not like the palace hasn't given any betrothal gifts. Bringing so much dowry will probably cause criticism."
Xu Susu suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him.
Xie Mingan didn't notice her strangeness and continued, "Besides, she's a young girl, how can she know how to manage the land and shops that came with her dowry?"
In the distance, at the end of the dowry procession, there were six pairs of geese wrapped in red satin and trapped in golden cages, and a sleek black hen with a red silk knot on her head.
The hen was placed together with the geese, towering over them and clucking arrogantly.
"Those are the responsibility of the respective shopkeepers."
Xu Susu looked like a hen protecting her chicks, as if all her feathers were standing on end.
Xie Mingan took a few steps closer and lowered his voice in her ear: "The shopkeeper is an outsider, and she will have to manage the accounts herself. Why not wait until she comes back and ask her to hand over some of the contract book shop and you can manage it for her."
His voice was low as he continued, "Prince Jingbei's father died young, and his mother's life and death are unknown. The Xiao family only has an old lady to rule, and the Xiao family's Third Master's lineage is prosperous. They don't distinguish between the old and the young, and the waters are very deep. It's better to return him to his family than to let them deceive him for a long time."
Xu Susu felt a chill in her ears. She looked at Xie Mingan and felt that this man was like a poisonous snake in human skin, targeting her daughter.
In the past, she had also had fantasies about Xie Mingan, thinking that Ayao was his daughter after all, and after her death, the Xie family would be her daughter's maternal family, and her daughter had to have a good relationship with him.
But everything that happened after Xie Yao returned to Beijing, and her wedding, made Xu Susu face the reality completely.
She straightened her back, still looking as timid as before, but uttered two words in a firm voice: "No."
Xie Mingan was stunned: "What?"
"I said no." Her voice was not loud, but very clear.
"Give it to you? Just like when I gave you my dowry, it was used up to the point where not even a piece of jewelry was left? Xie Mingan, what did you say about the Xiao family deceiving Ayao? Aren't you the one who is best at deceiving others?"
These words were like a slap in the face, making Xie Mingan's face freeze.
Several servants of the Xie family who were around were stunned. Who had ever seen the lady of the house speak so arrogantly?
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xie Mingan growled angrily.
Xu Susu met Xie Mingan's surprised gaze and said, "Ayao's dowry is the confidence given to her by her grandfather and the palace. It is her own thing."
"Whether she can manage it well or not is her business," she said, emphasizing each word. "Even if she can't manage it well and loses everything, it's not anyone else's turn to interfere."
"You! You stupid woman," Xie Mingan's expression turned ugly, "I'm doing this for her own good!"
"For her own good, don't have any bad ideas."
Xu Susu met his eyes.
"Even if I die, I will never let you touch Ayao's dowry."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the inner courtyard, not wanting to look at this so-called husband again.
Xie Mingan's chest heaved, but he could only clench his fists tightly.
Watching Xu Susu walk away, he said silently: "Then you can die, okay."
At this moment, the palace's personal guards were escorting more than 200 people carrying the dowry, which stretched for more than ten miles. Wherever they went, red silk fluttered, and the gold ornaments on the boxes and baskets dazzled people in the setting sun. The people were crowded on the street, and the crowd was surging.
The sedan chair moved slowly forward and arrived at East Street, which was the territory of the dozens of shop owners.
Xu Zhixing, who was traveling with us, shouted, "Get up!"
Dozens of servants with red silk belts around their waists, who had been standing at the street corner, appeared on the street, each holding a wooden box.
The wooden box was filled with copper coins and small change.
On the second floor of the street teahouse, dozens of shop servants also appeared, carrying heavy baskets.
Everyone shouted in unison: "The Xu family of Jiangzhou is giving wedding money to Princess Jingbei!"
Countless white silver coins and countless copper coins poured out like rain of money.
When nobles and nobles got married, they would scatter money to bring good luck. Usually they would throw a few strings of copper coins and let the children on the street grab them to add to the fun.
But the Xu family and these merchants were the only ones in Dayan who were throwing out money in baskets, mixed with a lot of loose change!
This extravagant act drove the people crazy in an instant.
Originally, the children were picking up wedding money, but now countless people rushed over.
Someone grabbed a piece of silver and his hands were shaking with excitement. Another person got a bag of copper coins and was grinning from ear to ear.
Such a grand wedding, which can be called a grand occasion, will probably be talked about by the people in Beijing for many years to come.
All kinds of auspicious words are spoken endlessly.
Something about the princess being blessed with great fortune, the King of Jingbei and the princess being happily married for a hundred years and having two children in three years, and something about thanking Mr. Xu and wishing him good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as great as the Southern Mountains.
There was also a slip of the tongue, wishing Princess Jingbei to be invincible and unstoppable on her wedding night.
Some of the words were exaggerated, and even Xie Yao, who was sitting in the sedan chair, felt a little embarrassed when she heard them, even with her thick skin.
As for the rumors that Prince Jingbei was cruel, bloodthirsty, and moody...
Today is his wedding, so he must be in a happy mood.
Xu Zhixing looked at Xie Yao's sedan chair, then looked at King Jingbei who was riding on a horse with extremely stiff legs, and secretly wiped away a tear.
He murmured, "This is the honor our Xu family gives to little A'yao. I just hope that you, the prince, will not be the second Xie Ming'an."
Xiao Yizi felt his uncle's gaze and turned back calmly, his eyes deep and firm, as if responding to his words.
In the distance, the sound of uniform armor rubbing against each other could be heard.
"Is that... the Golden Armored Guards?" Someone stopped picking up the money and shouted.
Inside the sedan chair, Xie Yao could hear some unusual noises outside.
Xiao Yizi reined in his horse and came to the outside of her bridal sedan. He leaned forward slightly and said in a seductive voice, "Don't be afraid, Princess. Here comes our wedding ceremony officer."
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