All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 36 Welcoming the bride
"The modification has been completed, and the reward will be issued."

"Note: Distribute 30 doses of Dragon Essence Tiger Fierce Powder, 30 pills of One Pillar Sky-supporting Pill, and 30 jars of Nine Whips Great Tonic Wine."

Chen Ran'w(Д)w'

"Who are you looking down on? Do I, a tough guy who measures time by the hour, need these?"

I thought the system would give a large sum of money as a reward, but I didn't expect it to be these completely useless things.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Fortunately, the donations from the wealthy families in the city filled his empty soul.

After a preliminary calculation, the amount was more than 200,000 taels.

The gifts given by noble ministers and royal relatives were all set and standardized.

The ones who really pay the biggest price are the merchants.

Those who can do business in the capital city all have supporters behind them.

Even so, the status of merchants is still very low, and they themselves know that they are fat sheep, so they look for more relationships at all costs.

The money they sent was very heavy, often hundreds of taels, or even thousands of taels.

Some people not only gave money, but also sent precious gifts.

The room was filled with gold and silver jewelry, valuable furniture, antique calligraphy and paintings, silks and satins, etc.

"Sir." Liu Youfu, smiling, was busy introducing the gifts in the room to Chen Ran. "Look at this golden pig. It is the work of the master chef of Duobaozhai. It is exquisite and the materials cost at least ten gold coins. It belongs to the owner of Wantong Grain Shop in the west of the city."

"These things." Chen Ran stretched out his hand and swept across the room full of gifts. "Send them all to Wu Xiang and let him sell them."

The Liaozhen troops had followed Sun Chengzong back to Liaodong and Shanhaiguan early on, so this time they got a good deal and didn't have to pay any share of the money.

Although Wu Xiang returned to Liaodong, he still had trusted men in the capital to do things for him.

Liu Youfu was shocked. "Sir, these are all your wedding gifts."

"They can neither fill our stomachs nor kill our enemies. What's the point of keeping them? The Jiannu will have to rest for a few months before they go out again. I have to do everything I can to improve my strength for the war. In my opinion, these things are not as useful as a room full of food."

Looking at Chen Ran's resolute back, Liu Youfu sighed more and more, "I haven't heard that the Lord is from Liaodong. How come he has such a deep hatred for the Jiannu?"

Friends who have traveled through time know that as long as they arrive at the end of the Ming Dynasty, they must fight against the Jian Nu.

Otherwise, you will need an electric drill.

The Jiannu, who have been dragging Middle-earth into the abyss for two hundred years, must be defeated!
We can’t allow the capital city to be filled with middle-aged women with lines across their foreheads!

February 27th, the third year of Chongzhen, is a good day for getting married, breaking ground, and planting.

The emperor was busy offering sacrifices to the God of Agriculture and performing farming ceremonies.

In the capital, a grand wedding was held.

The Duke of England's granddaughter got married, and the dowry amounted to ninety-six sets, which were paraded around the streets of the capital.

Chen Ran got up early, and together with the matchmaker Zhou Yanru who had arrived early, and a group of guests selected from the army, after having breakfast, he took Dayan and set off for the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion.

At this time, the Duke of England's mansion was already hung with red silk inside and out.

Zhang Zhiji, the prince of England, who was not used to getting up early, yawned with an unhappy look on his face as he greeted everyone at the door.

'You are such an ignorant waste, still looking so sullen when your own daughter is getting married.'

Zhou Yanru despised him in his heart, but he put on a kind smile and walked forward to greet him.

If anyone causes trouble on such a happy day, he or she will be regarded as a great enemy.

After a brief greeting, the two sides entered from both sides of the gate, walked around the screen wall, passed through the front yard, crossed the corridor, and went straight to the main hall.

From Duke of England Zhang Weixian and others, all the people of status in the mansion had been waiting for a long time.

Liu Youfu, who served as the deacon, delivered the wild geese and letters as gifts to Zhou Yanru.

Zhou Yanru stepped forward and went through the formalities with Zhang Weixian, the master of ceremonies.

There are established rules for what to say, and after he finished speaking, he handed the gift letter of wild geese to Zhang Weixian.

At this point, the man's procedures are basically completed, and the next step is the woman's.

Zhang Weixian took the wild goose letter to the ancestral temple, informed his ancestors, and then did divination.

"I have a granddaughter named Wanqiu, the eldest daughter of the legitimate son."

After completing another set of procedures, he stuffed the gold paper with Zhang Wanqiu's birth date and horoscope into the reply letter and handed it to Zhou Yanru, who was acting as the matchmaker, with both hands.

At this point, the man temporarily retreats to the courtyard, waiting to welcome the bride.

"Qiuniang." Zhang Qiuniang's mother, Zhu, used the fine cotton thread in her hand to open her daughter's face. "After you get married, you must manage the household well and serve your husband."

As I spoke, I couldn't help but cry.

Parents all over the world are generally sad when they send their daughters to get married.

"Mother." Zhang Qiuniang, with delicate makeup on her pretty face, stopped Zhu from crying. "My daughter can't bear to leave you."

"Don't cry on such a happy day." Zhu wiped her tears and helped her daughter up. "Fortunately, you are not marrying far away. You are still in the capital. There is no elder in your husband's family, so you don't need to make rules and suffer."

In ancient times, women were severely oppressed, especially among themselves, and they would use dirty means to oppress women. They wished that the suffering they had experienced would be inflicted a thousand times more on the newlyweds.

After a bride gets married, she has to stand in front of the elder women in a proper manner. Usually, she has to stand for half a day or a whole day, and her legs become swollen.

Zhu, who had experienced all this, was happy that since Chen Ran had no elders, her daughter could be the head of the family and would not be bullied. This was considered a good thing.

"Okay, okay." Zhu stood up, picked up the comb and combed her daughter's hair. This is the three-combing ceremony.

When combing someone's hair, it is natural to say some auspicious words and teachings, such as wishing you a son soon.

In this world, having a son after getting married or not having a son are two completely different destinies.

Zhang Wanqiu thought of the illustrated book that Nanny had shown her in private, and her pretty face flushed. "This childbirth process is so embarrassing~~~"

After she finished washing up, Zhu picked up a big red fan and handed it to her daughter, "Go and say goodbye to your father and his family."

When she came into the hall, Zhang Qiuniang fanned herself with both hands to cover her face.

He bowed and said goodbye to his father Zhang Zhiji, grandfather Zhang Weixian, brother Zhang Shize and all the elders in the Duke of England's Mansion.

After this bow, you are no longer a member of the Zhang family.

"Qiu Niang." After everyone gave their blessings, Zhang Weixian finally spoke, "Now that you are married, you must respect your husband. No matter what your husband does in the future, you must follow his lead. You must remember this in your heart."

Zhang Weixian had an experienced look and could naturally see that Chen Ran, who had great ambitions, would become either Yue Fei or Wei Wu in the future.

He reminded Zhang Qiuniang that no matter what Chen Ran did, she should stand firmly by his side.

Only in this way can you help your mother's family at the critical moment.

A wife who is fickle will not get the support of her husband, so her words will naturally have no weight.

Among so many people in the main hall, only Zhang Shize could understand the implied meaning.

As for Zhang Qiuniang, she was confused and didn't understand.

It doesn’t matter, someone will tell her later.

When she left the main hall and returned to her boudoir, the matchmaker came forward to put on her bridal veil and phoenix crown.

Then came the red veil, completely blocking the view.

Originally, only the queen was qualified to use the phoenix coronet and bridal robe.

It is said that Empress Ma issued an imperial decree that "all women in the world, regardless of their wealth or status, can wear phoenix crowns and bridal robes when they marry."

From then on, all women in the world, regardless of their status, could use the phoenix coronet and bridal robe that only the empress could wear when they got married.

After all, the dragon and the phoenix have always been exclusive to the emperor and the empress.

Chen Ran in the courtyard was notified and led the guests to Zhang Qiuniang's courtyard.

Xue Qing, who was dressed up beautifully, was standing at the door with a group of maids and servants, smiling and asking for red envelopes.

The guests came forward and handed red envelopes containing silver bills to the maids.

Only Xueqing stretched out her hands with a blushing face.

One hand held a basket, the other hand was empty.

If Chen Ran had not heard Liu Youfu say this before coming here, he would have been completely confused and had no idea what this meant.

Xue Qing’s identity is different. She is the maid who grew up with Zhang Wanqiu.

Holding out the basket means asking for wedding money.

If Chen Ran doesn't want her, he will have to fill the basket with wedding money.

If Chen Ran wants to take her back home with him, then he should find some love gifts and put them in his empty hands.

Xue Qing's pretty face was flushed, and her pair of burning almond-shaped eyes were staring at Chen Ran.

She really wanted to take the basket away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

I even thought in my heart, "If the son-in-law doesn't want me, then I will"

When I was excited, I saw Chen Ran raised his hand, took out an exquisitely crafted jade pendant from his waist, and then put it in my empty hands.

The heart that had been hanging in the air for the past few days finally settled down.

Although the young lady had tried to comfort him many times before, saying that the lord would definitely take her with him.

But when the time comes, I still feel nervous.

When she came to her senses, she was already covering her red face with her hands and stamping her feet amid the laughter of the guests.

When she put her hands down and prepared for the next step, Chen Ran winked at her.

God have mercy on me, Chen Ran originally wanted to go through the process quickly, there are just too many things to do today.

But to Xueqing, whose heart was beating wildly like a deer, it seemed that her brother-in-law was winking at her in public.

Well, another round of shyness, Chen Ran was speechless.

After a long while, Xue Qing suppressed her pounding heart and called out in a tender voice, "Please write a love poem, uncle~~~"

As a person who escaped the nine-year compulsory education, how could he write poetry?

Forget about love poems, he can't even write the shit and piss literature passed down from father to daughter.

Fortunately, this kind of thing has been done by someone in advance.

She coughed twice, took a few steps forward to the door of the boudoir, and recited the love poem she had memorized earlier.

At this point, all the procedures at the woman's home have finally been completed.

For the first time, Zhang Qiuniang opened her boudoir door to a man from outside her home.

Everyone made way for them, and Chen Ran walked in with a little trepidation in his heart.

There was a faint fragrance in the boudoir, and he had no intention of looking at the furnishings around it.

All the energy and spirit were focused on Qiu Niang, who was sitting beside the bed, wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red veil on her head.

There are thousands of words in my heart, but only one sentence comes to my lips.

"Qiu Niang, go home."

(End of this chapter)