Shen Qingyu's wedding was not grand, but it was the culmination of Cao Zhi's entire fortune.
On his wedding day, Cao Zhi wore a red groom's suit. He had been dieting for two months to prepare for the occasion and had lost a lot of weight!
He used to be told he looked like a bear, but he didn't care at all. But now! He's getting married soon, and he has to lose weight for his wife!
A man's appearance is a wife's glory. This was a saying that Emperor Yongle often said. Just think of Shen Qingque and Xie Liwei; they were both handsome, dignified, and tall.
Therefore, he cannot lose!
After all, Shen Qingyu's sister-in-law is Yongle, and her best friend is Song Yaozhu. Their aesthetic tastes must be very similar, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hang out together.
If Shen Qingyu were to constantly look at the husbands of these two women, she would feel somewhat out of place.
So! After two months, he lost a lot of weight and finally didn't look so much like a bear anymore!
Riding his white horse today, he straightened his back and felt like the happiest man in the world!
The journey was filled with laughter and joy, and blessings were offered one after another. He had people distribute wedding candies to the onlookers.
Sugar isn't cheap, and everyone who received it sincerely wished him and his wife a long and happy life together. Cao Zhi grinned so hard his gums were showing.
Upon arriving at the Shen family residence, the people who stopped him at the gate did not make things difficult for him, mainly because his talent was such that they could not cause him any trouble. Shen Qingque did not participate in stopping the gate; his only task for the day was to carry Shen Qingyu onto the bridal sedan chair.
As they walked into the main hall, Mr. Shen looked at his distinguished son-in-law and felt extremely pleased. He really wanted to send an invitation to the Fang family so they could see that his daughter had not only remarried, but had married very well!
However, Fang Wencai's soul may have already been reincarnated, so he won't bother with this bad luck.
The Fang family doesn't seek bad luck, yet someone comes to seek it out.
Although Cao Zhi invited everyone he knew to the banquet, his financial resources were limited, and since he was only a minor official of the sixth rank, only one table of his colleagues attended. Including those he met during the imperial examinations and elders from distant clansmen, the banquet filled about ten tables.
Although there were only ten tables, we invited the chef from Zuixianlou Restaurant. The chef is an expert in Sichuan cuisine, and I guarantee that everyone present will leave with tears in their eyes!
An elderly man from Cao Zhi’s hometown stood up and placed a small dish of chili peppers in front of Shen Qingque.
Cao Zhi explained, "This is a custom in our area; brides have to eat it on their wedding day."
After saying that, he became a little worried, "Aunt, Qingyu prefers light flavors. What if she gets an upset stomach?"
His aunt glared at him. "It's just a formality, it's not like she's going to eat it all!"
He wanted to say something more, but Shen Qingyu grabbed his sleeve and put the chili pepper in her mouth.
His great-aunt immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Chew! You must chew it!"
Shen Qingyu chewed a few times with great difficulty, and the spicy taste suddenly rushed to the top of her head, causing tears to flow uncontrollably.
Someone saw this and muttered, "Isn't it bad luck to shed tears on your wedding day?"
His great-aunt glared at the person who spoke, then exclaimed joyfully, "If you shed all your tears today, there will only be sweetness and no more tears after the wedding!"
Shen Qingyu was surprised to find that the other person had this custom, and couldn't help but laugh through her tears.
The maidservant also brought over some tea for rinsing the mouth, and after Shen Qingyu rinsed her mouth, she put a mint leaf in her mouth to cleanse it.
As she was led to her new home, Shen Qingyu's heart was pounding.
The maid Shuang'er's smile stretched from ear to ear, "Madam, it seems that our new son-in-law and his family are very nice!"
Thinking of the Fang family, Shuang'er felt a chill run down her spine. On the second day of her marriage, when serving tea to her mother-in-law, that old hag actually made her young lady hold the teacup for a full quarter of an hour!
But the new son-in-law's family is different. Although the aunt made their young lady eat chili peppers today, that's their custom, and it can't be changed. Besides, the meaning was good; they truly hope that the young lady's future days will be just like what she said today—only sweetness and no tears.
Shen Qingyu covered her mouth and smiled, then an old woman knocked on the door.
"Madam, the master sent me to bring you some food."
Shuang'er was somewhat surprised, "We haven't even had the wedding night pranks yet."
The old woman smiled and laid out all the food on the table, some of the dishes still steaming hot.
"Master said that they don't have the custom of making a ruckus in the bridal chamber where they live. He told you to eat first, and if you're tired, you can rest. He'll come back later and you can drink the nuptial wine together!"
Shuang'er helped the old woman set the food on the table. The old woman said, "Miss Shuang'er, you can go to the front to drink. The master has also prepared a table of food for us servants."
Shuang'er smiled and said, "I'll just stay here and serve you, Madam."
The old woman didn't say much: "Alright, we don't have many family members. If you need hot water, Madam, go to the kitchen and call me. I'll have someone heat it up now."
Shuang'er responded and, after everyone left, said to Shen Qingyu, "Madam, I feel that the servants in this house are all good."
Unlike before, when they first arrived at the Fang family, the Fang family's servants all tried to trip them up.
Shuang'er's eyes welled up with tears, and she immediately said, "Madam, we will have good days ahead."
Shen Qingyu thought so too, believing things would definitely get better in the future.
Shen Qingyu had Shuang'er eat with her. After the meal, she picked up a book and read it while waiting for Cao Zhi to return.
When Cao Zhi returned, most of the guests had already left. After all, it was winter, so the banquet started early and ended early as well.
Cao Zhi pushed open the door and went in. When he saw Shen Qingyu dressed in a phoenix coronet and wedding gown, he was completely rooted to the spot.
He had always known that Shen Qingyu was beautiful, but she rarely dressed up and always wore simple clothes.
Today, her bright red wedding dress makes her skin look like porcelain, and she is exceptionally charming.
"Madam, you look exceptionally beautiful today..."
Hearing him say such things, Shuang'er couldn't help but chuckle. She glanced at her young mistress, then at her new son-in-law, and quietly left the room.
"Didn't I tell the old woman to tell you that you don't need to wait for me and that you can rest first?"
Now that winter has arrived, even with a charcoal fire inside, it still feels cold to sit like this.
Shen Qingyu smiled and said, "I look so beautiful today, I have to let you see me before I take off my makeup!"
Cao Zhi looked at her and gave her a simple, honest smile.
"You're so kind, Madam... Hehehe!"
Seeing him like this, Shen Qingyu couldn't help but reach out and push him.
"The nuptial wine," she reminded them.
Cao Zhi then came to his senses and went to get a wine cup.
"Madam, I will listen to you in everything from now on!"
Shen Qingyu gave a shy and hesitant "Mmm" as he lifted her up and carried her to the bed.
Although it was cold in winter, people were warm. Shen Qingyu felt that this was the first time someone had truly warmed her up.
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