In the city of Nanjing, in a remote binary courtyard.
"Master, wake up, today is your wedding day, and it will be a bad time to fall asleep again." The housekeeper came up with the money to peel off the quilt and used all his strength to pull the man up.
"The duck neck is delicious. Don't run away from the duck neck. I've caught you with the chicken legs. Hehehehe..."
Just listen to the roar of the Hedong lion, which is deafening in your ears.
"Master, it's time to enjoy your meal!"
"Don't grab my duck neck, get out of the way, um...where's the table? Here's the money."
"Master, you are sleepy. Please wash up quickly. The auspicious clothes have been delivered. Don't miss the auspicious time. You may not have a place to eat on your big day."
The young man on the bed jumped out of bed and opened the door. The fabric in the courtyard had turned into red silk, and red lanterns hung high under the eaves. It was obvious that his shabby little courtyard had become more energetic. Counting the days, today was indeed the day. The first day of the three-year mourning period.
Standing at the door was a gorgeous matchmaker leading a row of spirited maids, holding wedding clothes, wedding hats, hijabs, and red silk.
"Uncle, it's time to freshen up." A group of maids stepped forward without any explanation and dragged the young man back into the house. Together, they transformed the young man from a slovenly little boy with a chicken coop on his head to a naughty boy in less than a quarter of an hour. It was really A man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. This bare-walled house is no longer worthy of his current handsomeness.
Lai Qian stood nearby with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Matchmaker, is my wife beautiful?"
"Oh! The young master is very lucky. The bride is not only beautiful, but also very rich."
"That's good. Hey! Why are you building this for me? Take it away, it's almost done. Let's go to the wedding."
"You don't have to cover your head to get into the sedan chair. Don't be shy, uncle!"
"Get on... get on the sedan chair, is there something wrong with your eyes? Look clearly, I am the groom, why am I, a man, getting on the sedan chair!"
"But my aunt is my adopted son-in-law! My aunt had better understand that our young lady is marrying her husband today."
The young man threw the hat on his head angrily: "When did this young master agree to be my son-in-law? This young master is not married. What are you going to do? Let me go, huh huh huh..."
The matchmaker waved her hand, and seven or eight strong men rushed in with hemp ropes and held the young man down, skillfully trapping him until he could not move.
The matchmaker took the handkerchief out of the young man's mouth and said proudly: "The lady has given orders. If my uncle regrets, he will be tied up and thrown into the sedan chair. Let's go! Don't block your mouth and let your uncle howl as hard as he can."
"I won't get on the sedan chair. You are too brave. You dare to tie me up. I belong to the Jinyiwei, and my father is the governor of the Jinyiwei. You are so presumptuous, help me! I am a human being trafficker. Come with the money, help me!"
"Master! Master!" Lai Qian was pressed hard by two strong men, and he could only watch his young master get on the sedan chair.
Along the way, the boy scolded her more filthily than a shrew who caught her husband having an affair on the spot. His voice was as loud as an ox and was so powerful that even the gongs and drums could not cover it up. The street was crowded with people, and for the sake of publicity, the boy's mouth was blocked again. On.
The young man was nestled in the narrow sedan, writhing desperately, like a silkworm chrysalis trying to break free from its old shell. The sedan was swaying on the busy main street, and the pedestrians on the road shrank away, secretly sighing that this bride was really extraordinary.
A carriage passed by at high speed on the opposite side and hit the tilted sedan. After the boy was spinning in the sedan for a while, the huge impact made him lose consciousness.
…
Su Xiaolou just opened his eyes and moved. He felt like he was in a coffin. An old man with gray hair on his temples was winking at him and whispered: "Master! Pretend to be dead. Don't get up, Master! Master!"
"Uncle, is there something wrong with your eyes?"
"My uncle is awake. Sir, he is not dead. Doctor Sun said he was out of breath, but he is still alive."
A middle-aged man in dark red silk satin, who looked like a wealthy businessman, called a doctor to diagnose Su Xiaolou. Su Xiaolou's head was buzzing. Didn't he faint during the practical training class in the classroom? Shouldn't this be in a hospital? Why was it that in the coffin, the memory turned into countless fragments and impacted his brain. It was so painful that he blocked everything from the outside world.
"Master, I'm fine. It won't affect the continuation of the family line. I just broke my head. Maybe my blood was stagnant just now."
"Since there's nothing wrong, let's continue with the process. Someone will help me out and put him in the sedan chair."
"yes."
When sending a bridal sedan, why did you have to get on the bridal sedan? Su Xiaolou's mind became much clearer. He actually traveled through time...
He struggled instinctively, and what happened a quarter of an hour ago was shown in his mind like a slideshow. Resistance surged into his heart. Su Xiaolou kicked the sedan chair, and the sedan flipped to the ground with a roar, and the head was covered with blood. The wedding hat also fell to the ground, and the maid supporting Su Xiaolou shivered and froze in place.
The wealthy businessman was furious, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Su Xiaolou, don't go too far. This marriage was approved by your late father. You have no control over your parents' orders to arrange a matchmaker. I, the Shen family, are the richest man in Jiangnan." , it is more than enough for your family to live in a low-income family and only hang out in the Jinyiwei Yamen. If Wan Ning didn't like you and wanted to marry you, the engagement would have been canceled long ago."
Su Xiaolou's mind gradually became clear. Looking at his dilapidated yard with leaks everywhere and full of weeds, how could a young man in the new era be bound by the old ethics? He smiled calmly: "My father-in-law? The richest man in the south of the Yangtze River? I'm going to marry you, right?" ? Okay, don’t suffer any loss. Where’s the Hijab? Where’s the band? Start playing and let’s go!”
"Wait!" The wealthy businessman took out an agreement from his pocket and gave it to Su Xiaolou: "Sign this and leave."
Su Xiaolou took a closer look and saw that the prenuptial agreement had three obediences and four virtues written on it. The latter ones were clearly slave contracts. He could tolerate not taking concubines, but signing a slave contract was too much. It meant stepping on his dignity and rubbing it on the ground. It was disgraceful. What is unbearable?
Su Xiaolou tore up the agreement in anger: "This young master will not sign this agreement, and this young master will not be the rightful son-in-law. What my father agreed was for my Su family to marry the daughter of the Shen family, not for me to marry into the Shen family. It would be a bit ugly if you changed your mind just after my father's funeral."
The wealthy businessman laughed and said: "Why, you still want to marry the daughter of my Shen family? Our Wanning married the son of the governor of Nanjing. You are not a scoundrel in the land. Letting you marry is just to promote you. If you agree to marry, don't you just take your fancy?" I, the Shen family, have a lot of wealth. Seeing that there is no hope of having a lot of wealth, why do you regret it?"
"The family of scholars, farmers, merchants, and merchants dares to ask Jin Yiwei to sign a slave contract. I want to see if your life is as bold as yours."
The wealthy businessman laughed disdainfully: "Tsk tsk! It's great to be young. You can say such stupid things unscrupulously. Money can make a millstone go round. I, the Shen family in Jiangnan, can let the millstone run over you, Xiaoqi."
"You..." Su Xiaolou knew very well that he was telling the truth. Those who hired murderers and bribed the Jinyiwei Yamen had many ways to make Su Xiaolou disappear quietly.
The wealthy businessman then said contemptuously: "If you don't want to marry into the family, you can return the betrothal gift from my Shen family. It's not much, two thousand three hundred taels."
The housekeeper couldn't sit still after receiving the money. After he took charge of the Su family, every detail was handled by him, and he never received a betrothal gift. He asked: "When did our Su family receive a betrothal gift from your Shen family? Why didn't I know. "
"Why not? When the governor died on duty, didn't our Shen family come to express condolences? Didn't we send a betrothal gift of two thousand three hundred taels? The Shen family's warehouses have all been registered. Do you want to default on your account?"
"That's obviously..." Su Xiaolou understood when he saw the housekeeper's face fall. The two families were indeed discussing marriage at that time, and the Shen family did not clearly indicate what the money was.
He also recalled that when his biological father passed away suddenly, he was so sad that he held a big funeral. The coffins were all selected with the best, and he didn't care about where the money came from. Looking back now, his father was an honest and honest official, and he often helped the poor. How can ordinary people save such a large sum of money when they have to support their families.
This account, whether it is a betrothal gift or not, must be recognized, it is a matter of dignity.
Su Xiaolou said stubbornly: "The money can be returned to you, but I only recognize it as a memorial ceremony, not a betrothal gift, and I have never agreed to marry into the family."
"Just you, want to pay back the money? Maybe you can dig up your father's grave."
"you……"
The wealthy businessman looked at the blood-soaked gauze on his head and became even more disgusted: "Today we saw the blood and held a wedding. Tsk! It's unlucky! If you want to marry my daughter, unless you are the son of the Zhenfu envoy, or you are the Zhenfu. Sir, you are a playboy who cannot be successful in culture or martial arts. Without the help of the family, he will only live in a hundred households in this life. If you want to marry into the Shen family, you must sign this agreement. If you want to cancel the engagement, okay! Return it within three days. A betrothal gift, otherwise, there are ways to get you to sign this agreement."
"Let's go back home!" The wealthy businessman threw up his sleeves and left: "Ouch!"
"Master, be careful, there is a hole in the ground!"
"Hurry up and help me up"
Is it the envoy of Jinyiwei Town in Nanjing? What my father could do, I can do.
Su Xiaolou said in disgust: "Isn't it just two thousand three hundred taels? This money has ruined my father's reincarnation. I will definitely pay it back to you within three days."
