Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

Inside the main hall of the Lü residence.

"Sir, what did you just say?"

Song replied without batting an eye, "I will move the wedding date forward slightly."

These words were like a stone thrown into calm water, causing ripples to spread outwards in circles. When they reached Lü Gong, he almost dropped his teacup.

He put down his teacup, blinked, then blinked again, as if to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

The surprise came so suddenly that it left him dizzy and disoriented.

My daughter just came by and said she wanted to bring it up to see if we could move the wedding date forward.

At the time, Lu Gong was still thinking that it was not good to bring this up rashly, and that he should find a suitable time to discuss it with his future son-in-law.

Before he could figure out how to start the conversation, Magistrate Song arrived first and his first words after sitting down were to move the wedding date forward.

Only two words kept running through Lu Gong's mind: fate!

What else could it be?

No sooner had E'xu finished speaking than Magistrate Song arrived.

The two of them hadn't discussed it or conspired together, yet they had the same idea.

What else could this be but fate?!

Lu Gong snapped out of his daze, unable to suppress the smile on his face, even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deeper than before: "Good, good! Don't worry, sir, I'll go and make the arrangements right away!" He spoke quickly and urgently, as if afraid that Song would change his mind if he was even a moment late.

Fearing that he would be outmaneuvered, Song decisively moved the wedding date forward.

Lu Gong had the same thought: if this "son-in-law" wasn't settled soon, things could get complicated, and who knew if he might be kidnapped along the way.

The two of them had their own thoughts, yet they happened to think of the same thing.

One was afraid the other would regret it, and the other was afraid the other would back out. So this meeting, in which "you're afraid I'll run away, and I'm afraid you'll run away," reached a consensus in a way that no one could say was tacit or coincidence.

Xiao He watched in amazement, thinking to himself: This must be what they call fate.

As for what the future "county magistrate's wife" will think, who knows?

Finally, the wedding date was rescheduled for three days later.

As Song Ye left the Lü residence, his steps were lighter than when he arrived, as if half a burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

Xiao He, following behind, naturally didn't miss this opportunity. He took two steps closer and asked in a low voice, "My lord, why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden? Lord Lü didn't hesitate at all." His tone was a little probing, but more curious.

"The longer the night goes on, the more things might go wrong. I'm afraid someone will steal my future wife away."

"Who would dare to steal someone from you, sir? Besides, the two families are already engaged..."

Song, however, remained noncommittal.

That's hard to say, after all, he's the one who snatched Liu Bang's future wife.

If you're going to fight for something, you have to be prepared to fight for it and never give anyone time to suddenly come out and intercept it.

Let's get the Lü family on board first.

That way, even if their identities are exposed later, they won't be able to get off the pirate ship.

......

Three days, neither long nor short, passed in the blink of an eye.

These past few days, Xiao He and the entire county government have been extremely busy, preparing gifts, arranging the wedding hall, checking the wedding ceremony procedures, and assigning manpower. Even Cao Shen was pulled out to check the wedding procession.

Song, however, was completely at ease. He sat at his desk, flipped through a few pages of official documents, and then casually put them down.

Everything has been arranged in advance; now we just need to wait for the auspicious time.

On the third day at dusk, Song changed into a black wedding dress.

The fabric is thick and neat, and the patterns are simple and plain. It is the formal wedding attire of scholars in the Qin Dynasty. It is not adorned with elaborate embroidery, but only has a dark red leather belt tied around the waist, which is calm and dignified.

She stood in front of the bronze mirror and glanced at it briefly, only to find that the person in the mirror seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

Outside the door, Xiao He urged softly, "My lord, the auspicious time has arrived."

Song also withdrew his gaze and stepped out the door.

The wedding procession moved slowly along the streets and alleys, with the decorated float in the center and servants carrying lanterns following behind.

People along the street stopped to watch, recognizing it as Magistrate Song's wedding procession, and all offered their well wishes: "Magistrate Song has finally settled down!"

"The Lu family's daughter is so lucky!"

Whispers drifted on the wind, like light leaves carried by the evening breeze, brushing against the carriage shaft, and then gently crushed into the dust by the wheels.

Lanterns hung high in front of the Lü residence, their light warm and bright.

Dressed in a neat dark robe, with a solemn expression, Lord Lü managed the wedding arrangements meticulously.

Seeing Song Ye get out of the car and walk over, the corners of his lips, which had been tense for a long time, finally turned up.

Inside the inner hall, Lü Zhi changed into her wedding dress, a dark black robe of the same style, with simple and elegant patterns, and a dark red leather belt around her waist, which was in line with the style of the Song dynasty.

The woman sat calmly at the table, her expression serene, having suppressed all her emotions from the past few days.

Lu Gong stood in the hall and solemnly admonished her according to etiquette, urging her to be diligent and thrifty in managing the household, respect her parents and elders, and take care of household affairs.

Empress Lü listened quietly with her eyes lowered, without uttering a word.

A little later, Mother Lü entered, took her hand, and carefully instructed her on the rules of the inner quarters, teaching her to be well-behaved, considerate of her husband, and not to be criticized by others.

As she spoke, her eyes gradually reddened.

Empress Lü lowered her head, but gently curled her fingertips around her mother's palm to show that she understood and should not worry.

The time for farewell is approaching.

Empress Lü Zhi stood up and paused briefly at the threshold.

She turned to look at her parents, her tone calm yet resolute, and said, "This path is my own choice. From now on, whether it brings fortune or misfortune, Father and Mother need not worry about me, nor blame me."

Having said that, he did not hesitate any longer, turned around and stepped out of the Lü residence, boarding the decorated carriage outside the gate.

Lu Gong stood there, gazing at the figure behind the carriage curtain, a subtle sense of melancholy rising in his heart.

The daughter's words seemed to be about marriage, but they also seemed to hide some other deeper meaning.

He thought it was just a woman's different state of mind when she got married, and didn't investigate further.

The wedding procession was escorted by the brothers Lü Ze and Lü Shizhi, who rode horses in front of the carriage with upright and steady postures, showing that they were the younger generation carefully raised by the Lü family.

From inside the carriage, Song also caught a glimpse of the two people in the distance, his gaze lingering briefly on them.

She recognized the two people.

During the Chu-Han Contention, the Lü brothers were both important and capable lieutenants under Liu Bang, rare talents who could be put to good use.

The eldest brother, Lü Ze, was a frontline general and a pillar of military power. He was brave, upright, skilled in warfare, and valued force.

The second elder brother, Lü Shizhi, was a court strategist and Lü Zhi's advisor. He was deep-thinking, skilled in planning, and adept at maneuvering.

That's great, they even got a dowry for the bride – one scholar and one warrior.

Later, Empress Wei Zifu was accompanied by Huo Qubing and Wei Qing, both of whom possessed SSS-level combat power. Now, she has become the wife of Emperor Gaozu of Han, accompanied by a civil and military strategist and a military general.

No wonder men all want to be "phoenix men" (men from humble backgrounds who achieve success despite poverty).

"......"

Twilight fell.

Inside the county court, the wedding ceremony officially began.

They share a meal, the newlyweds eat from the same animal, and from then on they live and eat together, sharing both good and bad fortune.

They drank from the same cup, splitting a gourd in two, each holding one half to drink, from then on they were of one heart and one mind.

After the ceremony, the two ladles were put together, tied with a red rope, and sealed inside the room.

Three meals and three drinks, each step followed with proper etiquette, solemn and thorough, peaceful and measured.

After the ceremony was completed, Song ordered that Lü Ze and Lü Shizhi be properly settled to rest, and that the matter be discussed again the next day.

The noise subsided, and only the two of them remained in the inner room.

A wisp of night breeze slipped through the crack in the door, the lamplight flickered gently, and the room was completely silent.

During the pre-Qin period and the Qin Dynasty, weddings were solemn and dignified, and large-scale banquets were not preferred. The emphasis was on clan etiquette and customs, while the custom of grand celebrations only began to emerge in the Han Dynasty.

Song walked to the table, took the scroll of marriage registration documents that had not yet been registered, unfolded it and then gently closed it again, finally handing it to Lü Zhi: "I did not register this household registration. From now on, you are not bound by marriage registration."

"You don't have to be anyone's wife, just be yourself."