Chapter 140 End of the Text [VIP]
Huang Dongsheng was lucky enough to pass the examination for the title of Tongsheng last year. Now he is training with Peng Dingqiu, and is also a classmate with Luo Dunzi, Shitou and others.
The business in Jiangnan was handed over to Baozhu and Furong.
Oh, by the way, Yue A Shui proposed to my aunt at the beginning of this spring, but was rejected by Sister Baozhu.
In the words of Sister Baozhu: "Why should I use the money I earn to support other people's families?"
Yue A Shui is a capable man, but he has many brothers and his mother is partial to him. She not only keeps an eye on the money Yue A Shui earns, but also on the dowry of his future daughter-in-law. How can he marry into the family with such a family situation?
Besides, Tian Baozhu is devoted to business, and now the family is thriving, so none of her brothers and sisters have any thoughts about getting married.
The elders in the family are very worried about their children who cannot get married.
After hearing what Niu Wazi said, Huang Dongsheng immediately told Peng Dingqiu about it.
Peng Dingqiu sat behind his desk with his mouth half open, and the ink in his pen dripped onto the paper. He found this matter simply too unbelievable.
Wang Xiang resigned from his post and didn't return home. What was he doing in He Village? He was even trampled by a cow. Is he dead or alive?
"Let's go, let's get the best doctors in the city and go take a look." After Peng Dingqiu reacted, he hurriedly stood up and led Huang Dongsheng out of the government office.
The mule cart driven by Niu Wazi was full of doctors. Fortunately, the roads to the villages had been repaired, otherwise they would have wasted a lot of time on the road.
The mule cart stopped outside Doctor Zeng's house. Seeing the courtyard surrounded by villagers, Huang Dongsheng immediately shouted, "Master Peng has arrived with the best doctor. Everyone, make way."
The villagers moved to the sides to make way for a small path that was only wide enough for one person to pass. Huang Dongsheng was grabbed by Boss Luo's arm.
When Peng Dingqiu brought the doctor into the yard, Doctor Zeng and his son were protected by Chen Yao and Tian Baolai behind them. The brother and sister were arguing with an old woman in gorgeous clothes.
"Prime Minister Wang was trampled to death by a cow. He was already dead when he was carried here. It has nothing to do with Doctor Zeng."
Wang Xiang’s old wife didn’t care about these things. The relatives behind her wanted to eat Chen Yao alive.
"My father died in your village anyway. How dare you, these unruly people, stop us from reporting to the police? Is there any law?" Wang Xiang's two sons carried Wang Xiang's body and were about to leave.
They did not return home, they wanted to go to the capital to ask the saint for an explanation.
Huang Dongsheng then realized that the villagers were not just there to join in the fun, but were afraid that these outsiders would run away, or that they would be the first to complain, and then he would have nothing to explain.
"Madam, I am an official from Fang County. If you have anything to say, you can talk to me."
"Let me tell you, everyone knows that you and the county lady are good friends. We are going to the capital. Only the saint can make the decision for us. If you dare to stop me again, believe it or not, I will knock my head against the wall and die here." Wang Xiang's old wife's eyes were particularly determined.
Peng Dingqiu and Shen Yao looked at each other, and immediately asked Shen Yao to quickly take Doctor Zeng and his son, as well as Boss Luo who discovered the situation at the time, to Beijing.
When the news that Wang Xiang was trampled to death by an old cow reached the court, all the civil and military officials sighed.
Wang Xiang, the arrogant and domineering head of a powerful family, was now killed by an ox's hoof.
The saint originally wanted to leave some dignity for the Wang family, but the Wang family did not want this dignity. In order to stay in the capital, they did not hesitate to make a fuss about the death of Prime Minister Wang.
This made the Saint even more annoyed with them.
After the Ministry of Justice examined the body and heard the testimony of witnesses, it was determined that Wang Xiang's death was not man-made, and it could not be blamed on anyone else.
In short, he brought his own death upon himself. If he had just returned home obediently, why would this have happened?
"Saint, my husband has been an official for many years. Even if he has no merits, he has worked hard. You can't let him die in such an unclear way!" Wang Xiang's old wife knelt down and cried, dissatisfied with the verdict.
Yang Jizong glared at them, making Wang Xiang's two sons tremble in fear.
"The Ministry of Justice has already released the autopsy results. What do you mean by 'I don't understand'? When he was alive, he opposed the saints at every turn and exploited the tenant farmers. How can he be said to have any merits?"
All the officials beside him kept cursing at him.
Wang Xiang's two sons looked cautiously at the saint sitting at the top of the Golden Throne Hall.
The sage said nothing, but he let them know that they would never have the chance to serve as an official in Beijing again in this life.
Yes, when my father was alive, he was clearly different from the saint. They were confused, so they thought of using my father's death in exchange for the saint's kindness.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Wang Xiang's end was like a wake-up call, forcing those aristocratic families who still held on to a glimmer of hope to completely surrender.
Chen Yao and others suffered an unexpected disaster, and the saint rewarded them with a lot of gold and silver to appease them.
Chen Yao thanked the saint on behalf of everyone without looking away, led everyone to retreat, and then went to the post station.
After she left, the saint summoned Yang Jizong alone and handed him the imperial edict granting marriage that had been drafted three years ago.
"You should fulfill your promise to me."
Yang Jizong knelt down to thank the saint, but did not ask for the imperial decree granting marriage.
"She doesn't care. She has ordered people to repair your ancestral home. After the wedding, I will bring her to the capital. I will also..."
"May I ask what this is about?"
What, Zi'an is afraid that the county lady's parents won't approve, so he wants to use this job to curry favor with them?"
Yang Jizong pursed his lips tightly and remained silent until he learned the content of the task, then he accepted the imperial decree granting marriage. The moment he stepped out of the palace, he went straight to the post station without even changing into his court robes.
At night, Chen Yao and her cousin were discussing taking Doctor Zeng and his son and Uncle Luo for a walk on Chang Street. Unexpectedly, someone came outside to report that Lord Yang wanted to see her.
"Sister, I won't stop you from meeting him, but you can't easily agree to anything he asks, do you understand?" Tian Baolai reminded her again and again.
Chen Yao nodded: "Brother, then you can take Xiaobao and the others out for a walk, and buy some new clothes and jewelry for the whole family."
"I know."
The lanterns hanging under the veranda were swaying in the evening breeze, just like Yang Jizong's panicked heart.
Chen Yao was sitting in the living room of the inn waiting. When she saw Yang Jizong, the corners of her mouth slowly rose.
The wind in the courtyard made his court robes rustle, and Yang Jizong stood in the yard, not daring to take another step forward.
Until he heard Chen Yao calling him.
"What? It's been a long time since we last met, and you don't recognize me?" Chen Yao stood in the corridor, the dim lights reflected on her bright smile.
Yang Jizong swallowed nervously and walked up to her, her figure reflected in his blazing eyes: "Ah, Ayao, how have you been lately?"
After not seeing each other for three years, Chen Yao was shocked by his majesty and coldness in the court today. That was the Yang Jizong she was not familiar with.
During these three years, she and Wenying had been secretly corresponding. She only knew that he worked hard for the emperor every day, and his official position was getting higher and higher, but he was getting thinner and thinner.
"I'm right in front of you, can't you see?" Chen Yao deliberately teased him, "What does Lord Yang want from me?"
Yang Jizong felt a little lost. He was always good at speaking, but now he didn't know how to talk to Chen Yao.
That he is capable of protecting her?
But why does Chen Yao need his protection now? She has won the saint's attention with her own abilities, and the saint has already secretly sent people to protect her relatives.
Yang Jizong only felt the burning of the imperial decree granting marriage in her sleeve. After hesitating for a moment, she finally told him the task assigned to her by the saint.
Chen Yao was a little surprised when she heard this and invited him into the hall to talk in detail.
"You mean the Saint wants me to go to every state and county to teach the people how to farm? Just me going alone?"
It's not just you, the saint said that after they get married, the couple are together.
But Yang Jizong did not dare to ask for marriage: "Of course it's not just you, I will also come with you."
Chen Yao sat opposite him, taking in his expression. Suddenly, she sensed something was wrong, so she stood up and closed the door to the hall.
Yang Jizong watched her movements, then stood up. Then, realizing something, he sat back down, clutching his robe nervously with both hands. "If you don't want me to accompany you, I'll go to the palace and ask the emperor for permission to change..."
Before he could even utter the word "other people", Chen Yao stretched out a finger and pressed it on his lips.
"Master Yang, are you sure this is just for this matter?"
Yang Jizong opened his eyes wide, grabbed her hand and stood up: "Of course not, Ayao, do I, do I still have a chance to be with you?"
Chen Yao stepped forward and interlocked her fingers with his: "If I say no, will Lord Yang let me go?"
"Of course not."
"Then why have you been hesitating since you came in? Do you want to go home with me tomorrow?"
Yang Jizong was almost overwhelmed by Chen Yao's words, and pulled her into his arms with joy: "Not tomorrow."
Chen Yao raised her head from his arms, hummed, and was pressed back into Yang Jizong's arms.
"Ayao, you and your cousin go home first. I will bring the three matchmakers, six betrothals, and Wenying back with me. I want to formally ask my parents to marry you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
On the day Chen Yao and Tian Baolai left the capital, Yang Jizong personally sent them to the Shili Pavilion outside the city gate.
As the elder brother, Tian Baolai couldn't bear to see the two of them being so close, so he called Yang Jizong aside and said earnestly, "When you and my sister were getting a divorce, everyone in the family knew your intention. Why did you hide such a big thing from me? What's the matter? Did you think I would ruin your plan?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jizong immediately bowed and apologized: "Cousin, it was indeed my fault at the time. I was inconsiderate. You can hit me or scold me if you want."
Tian Baolai snorted coldly and hit him on the shoulder: "Why should I hit you or scold you? Hurry up and deal with the things at hand, take Wenying home, don't make us wait too long, understand?"
"Oh, I see, cousin!"
Yang Jizong personally helped Chen Yao onto the carriage. Only after he saw the team go away did he turn back to the city and enter the palace to ask the saint for the betrothal gift.
Half a month later.
Yang Jizong returned to He Village as promised and asked Shen Qingshan and Huang Xing to marry Shen Yao.
The Shen family members have been waiting for this day for too long. They don’t care about the rumors outside, they only care about the person in front of them.
The matchmaker who came with Yang Jizong originally thought that this marriage would be difficult to complete. After all, our Lord Yang has a reputation for being good-looking but useless, and it is not easy to get back with him.
The matchmaker prepared a lot of nice words, but when she arrived at the county lady's house, she found that there was no need for her to say much and she only had to discuss the matter with the two elders according to the etiquette.
The wedding date was set for mid-August and was held at the Shen family.
When Tian Baozhu, who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River, heard the news, she hired a caravan, loaded it with gifts, and rushed back home without stopping.
How could she miss such a happy event?
Chen Yao's wedding dress was embroidered by her mother, aunt and uncle. When she wore the wedding dress and the red veil, and was carried out of the room by Brother Baolai and put on the sedan chair, she felt a little nervous for some reason.
Fortunately, Sister Baozhu was accompanying me in the sedan chair.
"Ayao, we have to ride in the sedan chair and circle the village three times. Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you!"
"Well, I'm not afraid." Chen Yao's voice was drowned out by the cheers of the villagers.
All I could hear were the sounds of drums and noisy conversations. It was not until I reached the door that the noise gradually died down.
The relatives of the Shen family distributed wedding candies and money to the children, which allowed Yang Jizong to walk to the sedan chair.
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Yang Jizong carried Chen Yao into the house to pay his respects to his parents amid the cheers of the villagers. After the couple bowed to each other, Chen Yao was carried back to the bridal chamber by Yang Jizong.
There were many familiar faces outside the new house, including the grandmothers, Maizi and cousin, as well as Yang Wenying, Shitou and Dunzi. Chen Yao's face turned red before she even drank the wedding wine.
Yang Jizong blocked the outside view for her and couldn't help laughing. After drinking the wedding wine, he and A Yao were husband and wife, and no one could separate them anymore.
The sound of drums and music rang out again outside. The guests were drinking and feasting in the front yard, and the children in the village were shouting happily with candies in their pockets.
"It's married, it's married, the bride and groom are married and entering the bridal chamber!"
In the red gauze tent, Yang Jizong was overjoyed and the wedding candles burned until dawn. He and A Yao still had a long time to go on together.
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