Outside, the eldest son of the Marquis of Chang'an Mansion carried the second miss of the Marquis of Chang'an, and was about to become the second miss of Mrs. Dingyuan Marquis.

The Marquis of Chang'an and Mrs. Marquis of Chang'an personally gave the two young ladies a marriage, and this is still a marriage given by the Holy Lord.

Will anyone notice this Second Lady Su, who has been pretending to be sick for a long time and is already unidentified?

Apparently not.

Let Xiao Huang shout hoarsely in the side room, and no one came to take care of her.

"Bastard! Let me out......" Xiao Huang shouted as he grew tired, and his voice became quieter and quieter.

Even if she occasionally shouted hard, because of the loud crowd outside the door, the sound became more and more lively, and the sound of firecrackers continued, completely covering her voice.

No one will notice her.

At this time, the Chang'an Marquis Mansion was full of joy.

Even Su Jingzheng, who usually snubbed all his daughters, also stood up straight today, watching his daughter go out with a smile on his face.

"It's out, it's out." The matchmaker in the pick-up procession, the mole on her face trembled and trembled with laughter, and she waved a pink handkerchief to meet her.

The sedan chair curtain was lowered, and Su Zhaoning sat firmly in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair bearer was about to shout "get up", but there was a voice over there.

"Why is there so much dowry over there?" The voice was full of questions.

"Who chose to marry on the same day?" Everyone was whispering in their hearts.

Su Jingzheng recognized the person at the front of the dowry procession.

"Master Yue." His legs and feet couldn't help but go limp.

His father-in-law is a martial artist. Because he insisted on straightening out Xiao Huang's concubine that day, his father-in-law also beat himself.

The two brothers-in-law, who are also military attachés, simply watched from the sidelines.

Su Jingzheng was worried in his heart, what is this father-in-law doing here?

Old Madam Hou glared at her unangry son and greeted her in person: "In-laws." ”

"In-laws. After I got the Holy Lord's leave, I hurried back to Beijing, and finally caught up. Old Master Xu completely ignored his heart-wrenching son-in-law, and arched his hand to the Marquis of Chang'an next to him, "There is Marquis Lao, I am here to marry my eldest granddaughter." ”

"This is Zhaoning's honor. Together. "The demeanor and actions of the Marquis of Chang'an are more atmospheric than that of his younger brother Su Jingzheng, I don't know how many times.

He glanced at the number of makeup boxes behind Old Master Xu, and while talking warmly with the other party, he glanced at Da Huang.

The Da Huang clan comprehended and was a little reluctant in his heart, but he immediately ordered someone to take some of the dowries that had been prepared in the treasury and added them to Su Zhaoning's original makeup box.

Even if you post some private rooms, you can't make the Chang'an Marquis Mansion lose face.

Although this Lord Xu is marrying his granddaughter, it is their Chang'an Marquis Mansion who can marry his daughter. Could it be that the dowry they gave was less than the dowry brought by the Xu family? That's really going to laugh at the whole capital.

The Rhubarb family felt a little distressed in his heart, after all, some of the ready-made dowries were prepared for Su Roujia.

But after thinking about it, only two of the ten boxes of dowry added were divided from Su Roujiana's dowry. The remaining eight boxes were originally prepared for Su Zhenyi.

After all, Su Zhenyi is the daughter in her name.

But no matter how good Mrs. Hou's calculations are, she can't bear Su Zhaoning's own discouragement. Calculated Tuesday's son, he was forced to marry by the Bai family.

Su Zhenyi, who married out in such a situation, was deducted from the dowry by the Rhubarb family with peace of mind.

In short, with the addition of Mr. Xu this time, Su Zhaoning's entire dowry team was unexpectedly long, and the dowry list was unexpectedly rich.

"Up!" The sedan chair was finally lifted.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the sedan chair at this time happened to be the original auspicious time. Not a moment earlier, not a step later.

Su Zhaoning listened to the noisy gongs and drums in the sedan chair, and couldn't help but think of the scene of seeing Nan Huaixin in Qingquan Temple.

She doesn't really think it's a coincidence.

Although the pick-up team arrived a little early, it was just after her grandfather arrived. If the pick-up team comes late, my grandfather will be late when he breaks here.

Such a just right arrangement made Su Zhaoning not think that it was difficult for Nan Huaixin's arrangement.

Although I am used to not relying on people, this kind of care behind my back makes people's hearts really sweet.

Su Zhaoning's mouth, which obviously didn't eat anything, felt sweet.

She was holding the box given by Su Yingying, with a bright smile on her face.

What is Yingying sending?

Su Zhaoning's fingers rubbed over the box. She looked down and opened the box.

I saw that in the small wooden box, there was a piece of brown sugar pear cake.

Su Zhaoning's eyes suddenly became a little sour.

This pear cake is her favorite. But the feeling in my heart now is not because my sister knows her favorite, but because of a promise in the depths of my memory.

Fourteen-year-old Su Zhaoning was punished by his stepmother Xiao Huang to kneel in the ancestral hall overnight, and four-year-old Su Yingying climbed in through the window and almost fell to the ground.

Su Zhaoning hurriedly caught her and reproached her distressedly: "Didn't you say don't come to the ancestral hall and sleep well?" ”

Su Yingying staggered to her feet and took out a cloth bag from her cautious arms. The cloth bag opened, and inside were two chestnut cakes.

"Sister, you didn't eat, this is what I left for you." Su Yingying's little hand, which had always been a little pale because of her weak body, held the chestnut cake and fed it to Su Zhaoning's mouth.

Su Zhaoning took a small bite and saw his sister lick her lips.

She pushed the chestnut cake back: "Sister is not hungry, Yingying eats it herself." ”

"No, Yingying is full." Su Yingying shook her head and stubbornly continued to stuff the chestnut cake into Su Zhaoning's mouth.

It's just that a four-year-old child is a four-year-old child after all, and her motionless eyes staring at the chestnut cake obviously revealed her thoughts.

Su Yingying probably didn't eat a piece of this chestnut cake at all. The two pieces in front of her are probably obtained by her in her grandmother's yard.

Fourteen-year-old Su Zhaoning has suffered from his stepmother for several years. At her age, she has to be treated harshly in eating for a long time, not to mention Su Yingying, who is young and will not protect herself?

Su Zhaoning tearfully hugged Su Yingying in his arms and cried: "Sister is not hungry, Yingying eats, Yingying, you are good." My sister doesn't like chestnut cakes. ”

Su Yingying also cried. She hugged Su Zhaoning and sobbed: "My sister knows, my sister likes to eat brown sugar pear cakes." Sister, you wait for me, when I grow up and can protect myself and you, I will send you brown sugar pear cake. ”

The brown sugar pear cake given by my sister is a promise, a symbol with deep meaning.

This symbol means that Su Yingying has grown up and has been able to protect herself, so don't worry about Su Zhaoning.

Sitting in the sedan chair, looking at the brown sugar pear cake in front of him, Su Zhaoning's tears couldn't help but flow.

Her sister, the one who had begun to appear in her life at a little age, was protecting herself in her own way.

She's protecting her sister by refusing to worry about it anymore.

Su Yingying's love, Su Zhaoning has always understood.

After shedding tears of emotion, Su Zhaoning slowly put the brown sugar pear cake in his mouth and savored the sweetness.

My sister is encouraging herself, what qualifications does she have not to be happy?

The new life of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, no matter what he encounters, Su Zhaoning will not be afraid.

Outside the carriage, pedestrians on the road looked enviously at the long procession of dowries.

"Whose family is marrying a daughter, so arrogant!" Older mothers-in-law like to discuss these parents the most.

The little girls also looked red-eyed: "This bride is really a blessing." ”

Someone who knew Su Zhaoning's identity immediately boasted proudly: "I know." This is the marriage of the second lady of the Chang'an Hou Mansion. married the Marquis of Dingyuan. She was married to His Majesty the Emperor! ”

"Wow." Everyone was envious again.

There are also jealous people who pick on the stubble: "You are, right? How do you know these things, a mother-in-law who sells vegetables? You are not on an errand in this Chang'an Mansion. ”

The woman immediately crossed her waist and scolded: "Why doesn't the old lady know about selling vegetables." The old lady is not in the Chang'an Hou Mansion, but in the Shangshu Mansion of the Rite Department of the Chang'an Hou Mansion! Our second young lady is also the young lady of the Hou Mansion of Chang'an, and she is the younger sister of this second young lady. ”

The others immediately asked curiously: "Then is your young lady married with so much dowry and such a beautiful scenery?" ”

The mother-in-law quickly replied, "Of course." ”

"Then how do I have the impression that there has been such a rich and luxurious marriage all these years?" Someone questioned.

The vegetable seller has slipped away.

When she returned to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, the mother-in-law chewed her tongue with the people in the kitchen: "Let me tell you, I went to see the second lady of the Chang'an Hou Mansion get married today." ”

"Tsk, that dowry, that momentum, it's really this." The mother-in-law gave a thumbs-up gesture and commented, "I'm afraid that the princess's marriage will be almost like this." ”

"Ahh No way. Don't talk nonsense, isn't the second young lady in our mansion also a young lady in the Chang'an Hou Mansion. We've all seen her dowry. It's less than 10 units! The other mother-in-law who was picking up the vegetables immediately scoffed.

The boasting mother-in-law was questioned outside, and when she returned home, she was also questioned, and she was immediately unhappy, she put the dishes in her hand on the table and replied: "That's also the reason of the people themselves." What is the identity and virtue of the second young lady in our house? What is the identity and virtue of others? ”

"Tell me, what am I and what virtue am I? What is the identity and virtue of others? Su Zhenyi's angry voice came from the door.

The vegetable seller immediately coaxed.

Su Zhenyi didn't let her go, and insisted on asking: "Tell me, how much dowry is there and what kind of scenery." ”

The mother-in-law had no choice but to pick some of the things that everyone saw and said: "The dowry, to say the least, is fifty lifts, and then the marrying is the Marquis of Chang'an and Mrs. Chang'an, and there are people who say that they are big officials outside." ”

"It's the one who carries the bride out of the house, and I heard that it's also a four-grade official." The mother-in-law saw that Su Zhenyi's face became very ugly, and hurriedly shut up.

After listening to what her mother-in-law said, Su Zhenyi clenched her fists, and her heart was already so sour that she was about to bleed.

Fifty dowry!

The Marquis of Chang'an and Mrs. Marquis of Chang'an marry!

She is the seed of the Marquis of Chang'an!

She is the daughter of Mrs. Chang'an Hou!