Tianliangyuan

Chapter 282 Urging the Makeup

No one expected that Xu Zhaozhao and Shana would become friends.

Xie Zheng and Xu Junfeng, who advocated for war, actually had no good feelings towards these foreigners, after all, they had previously participated in the burning, killing, and looting of the people of Daxing.

But now that they have surrendered, they can no longer show hatred.

Xie Zheng had privately told Xu Junfeng, Fang Liang, and others that these people were not trustworthy and that they should be more wary, especially ensuring that no one of their own ethnicity held an important position.

They can't control others, so they try their best to control their subordinates.

Moreover, Xie Zheng secretly went to the palace to meet with the emperor alone and raised his concerns. Emperor Yong'an felt that he was being too cautious, but after considering it, he decided not to give these people any real important positions for the time being.

We can give them face and wealth, but we cannot give them too much power for the time being.

As for the matter of intermarriage, Xie Zheng also felt that it was unnecessary for the time being.

It's one thing for ordinary people to marry each other, but it's best for court officials and nobles to avoid these foreigners.

Emperor Yong'an originally intended to take this opportunity to bestow several marriages upon these people, so that they would be more willing to serve the Great Xing Dynasty.

But now that Xie Zheng has said it so directly, he's no longer in a hurry.

Whether the foreigners are credible is indeed still open to debate.

Before they knew it, it was time for Xu Zhaozhao and Xie Zheng's wedding.

Xie Zheng was a military officer, so after he arrived at the Marquis's residence, he was naturally subjected to some physical harassment.

This could be considered helping him cheat.

After all, it's a joyous wedding, and no one would actually use knives or guns. Asking him to shoot arrows and lift weights is already quite easy.

Xu Zhaozhao was the youngest, and his two maternal uncles later made things difficult for him, but they only symbolically tried to stop him.

Further in, we encountered Xu Junting again.

"Sanlang has been skilled in both literature and martial arts since childhood, and his talent is renowned far and wide. Today, let's hear a poem to urge him to get ready."

This is a very normal procedure. In the Daxing Dynasty, noble families would have the groom compose a poem on the spot to urge the bride to get ready during the wedding procession.

Of course, some are written by ghostwriters in advance, but that's not important; it's just for the sake of excitement.

As soon as Xu Junting finished speaking, the crowd started to cheer, all waiting for Xie Zheng to urge them to get ready.

"I know not what night this is, I hasten to the balcony to the mirror stand. Who says lotus is planted in water? A branch blooms in the bronze mirror."

After he finished speaking, many scholars clapped their folding fans and exclaimed how wonderful it was.

Xu Junting knew that a poem to urge him to get married wouldn't stop him, so he said, "This one doesn't count. I don't think it's good. Write another one."

The young men who had come with Xie Sanlang to fetch the bride began to jeer: "Why doesn't it count? Such a wonderful poem to urge the bride to get married is one of a kind! Why are you deliberately making things difficult for our Sanlang!"

"That's right, that's right. It doesn't count for you to say it's bad. The bride has to say it's bad."

"Hey, future third brother-in-law, step aside! Let's get the bride home as soon as possible so we can start the banquet. Afterwards, we'll be pouring drinks for the groom."

The crowd roared with laughter.

Xie Zheng saw that he wouldn't let him, so he had no choice but to compose another poem.

"A woman in elaborate makeup should be in her boudoir, as if vying with spring's fragrance in the morning breeze. Tell me, how does a peach blossom by the green pond compare to a beautiful woman standing before bronze?"

"Wonderful! Sanlang uses the imagery of spring blossoms and peach blossoms to describe the bride's beauty, praising her as surpassing even the flowers of spring. Oh dear, I long to see her face!"

Xu Junting immediately put on a sullen face and shouted at the guy, "Go away! What's it to you? What if I say no?"

"Brothers, this Xu Laosan is deliberately trying to make things difficult for us! Go! Tie him up!"

They were all military officers. As soon as Fang Liang shouted, more than a dozen men rushed over and dragged Xu Junting aside.

It's impossible to actually tie someone up, but making a scene is definitely going to happen.

"No! You can't go in."

Xu Junting was guarding the main gate of Ziyuan Garden. After entering, the door to the boudoir was closed.

Everyone thought this would be difficult, wondering whether it would be a battle of wits or a fight of violence.

A maidservant appeared, leading a young man by the hand.

"Is this the young master of the Crown Prince's family?"

"Oh, it looks like a white dough ball, so cute."

"Those chubby little faces, I really want to go up and pinch them."

"Groom, you must satisfy our young master before you can marry our county princess. Otherwise, you will have to go back."

Xie Zheng gritted his teeth. Who came up with this idea?

How do you manage to get a tiny, short guy to block the door?

Before Xie Zheng could figure out how to coax the child, Xu Junting's loud laughter came from behind him: "Haha! Xie Sanlang, you dare to bully me! Humph, this little nephew of ours is very precious, and he is also Zhao Zhao's favorite nephew. Little Tiger, remember your third uncle's words, you must not nod, you can't let this kid take your aunt away!"

Although the little tiger was young, he still knew what it meant to take his aunt away. He pouted and was about to cry, but the maid next to him quickly comforted him: "Young master, you must not cry. Today is your aunt's big day. You should be happy."

"do not want!"

The little tiger can't speak fluently yet, but it can basically express its meaning clearly.

"Don't let Auntie go! Auntie, stay!"

"Hahahaha!" Xu Junting's laughter grew louder, and Xie Zheng's face darkened even more.

"My dear, I am your uncle. I'm here to marry your aunt, not to take her away. We're going to be husband and wife, and then you'll have someone else to love you. Isn't that nice?"

The little tiger is still young and doesn't understand much, but it's good at grasping the key points.

"One more?"

"Yes."

"My aunt loves me the most!"

"Yes, yes, your aunt likes you the most."

"My aunt gave me a gold lock, silver ingots, and delicious food. What about you?"

For once, the little tiger uttered a long sentence, though it was a bit stumbling, but at least it made sense.

Xie Zheng's eyes lit up; he knew what the little kid liked.

"Here, these are full of gold beans, why don't you take them and play with them?"

The little tiger's attention was indeed drawn to the gold coins in the pouch, and it sniffed, "Are they all for me?"

"Yes, they're all yours."

The little tiger snatched it away, afraid that Xie Zheng would change his mind again.

The maid's face stiffened. Was she really so easily bribed?

Xie Zheng also thought it was about time, but he never expected the child to say something so surprising.

"Will you give it back to me later?"

"Give."

"Will you give it to my aunt?"

"Give."

"Then can you give my aunt back to me too?"

Before Xie Zheng could even finish saying "Here," he realized something was wrong; he had almost been tricked by the child.

Even if your aunt marries me, she'll still be your aunt! Come on, call me uncle and I'll give you another bag of gold beans.

The little tiger's eyes lit up, and without thinking, he called out, "Uncle!"