There were no arguments or cold faces between her parents, nor any fights between her brothers over the family property. It was as if all the wickedness in the world had nothing to do with her.
This was the most beautiful life and woman he had ever seen.
With a determined look, Cui Yanqing shouted towards the Lu family gate, "Cui Yanqing, the son of the Cui family, has come to welcome the third daughter of the Lu family!"
"Hahahaha!" The man blocking the wedding steps laughed so hard he almost fell over. "Alright, alright, come on, let the new son-in-law come up quickly, otherwise the whole village will hear how eager he is to propose!"
Lu Yunxing carried Lu Yan out of the house and into a sedan chair. The sedan chair was carried by eight men, with gongs and drums playing, and wild geese leading the way.
The villagers of Wangjia Village watched as the wedding procession filled the entire main road at the foot of the mountain. Many young women were so envious that they couldn't eat or sleep. "Just how rich is the Lu family? Look at this endless dowry! It must be enough for a lifetime of food, clothing, and daily necessities."
"These are just what you can see. The most expensive things are what you can't see. I heard that the Lu family bought Lu Yan a manor near the prefectural city, with hundreds of acres of fertile land."
"What kind of family did Lu Yan marry into? The emperor or something?"
"I heard his surname is Cui. This young man from the Cui family is the nephew of Lord Zhu, the governor of Wanzhou Prefecture. He is very wealthy. The betrothal gifts he received included eighty-eight boxes of gold, silver and jewels, and he also owns two large shops in the prefectural city."
"A high-ranking official in the prefectural city? Does that mean even the county magistrate will have to show them respect from now on?"
"Will Lu Yan go to the city to become a wealthy lady with many maids serving her?"
"Do you think the Lu family doesn't have servants in the county town? There are five or six hundred people in the embroidery building and the textile factory. The Qin residence has doormen, laundry workers, cooks, and children to take care of. They have plenty of people to serve them."
"Will she stop eating rice from now on?"
"Do wealthy families not eat rice? Does she drink sweet soup every day? Does she eat meat every day?"
The village women laughed and joked, but deep down they longed for and desired something.
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