"Zhang Feihu froze and said, ’Yes!’"
Tan’er crossed her arms, "Marrying my sister? It’s not that simple!"
Zhang Feihu was taken aback, "Your sister? Which sister?"
Tan’er put her left hand on her hip, pointed her right index finger, and said solemnly, "I only have ONE sister in the Capital City!"
"Little Nine?" Zhang Feihu finally had a delayed realization, his tiger-like body trembled, "The one the Grand Commander wants to marry is Little Nine?"
Tan’er crossed her arms again, "That’s right."
Zhang Feihu made his last struggle, "That Little Nine in the military camp? Yin Hu Little Nine?"
Tan’er replied, "Do you think there’s another Little Nine in the Capital City?"
Zhang Feihu was struck as if by lightning, the baton and copper gong in his hand clanged to the ground.
The sister-in-law he had been beating the drum for all the way here... turned out to be his life-and-death brother...
This can’t be real...
No!
He refuses to accept it!
Grand Commander!
I treated you as a brother, and you snatched our Little White cabbage?!
He spread his arms wide and howled at the sky, "Oh heavens! Strike down with lightning... Ugh—"
Bang!
He was punched flying by Tan’er.
Tan’er blew on her little fist, "No heavenly lightning, but fists aplenty."
After saying that, she turned and looked at Nie Hanshan and the others, who were equally stunned, "To marry my sister, you have to pass through first. N, who’s coming up first?"
Nie Hanshan stepped forward, "Little girl, let spar with you!"
Two punches.
Nie Hanshan ended up hanging from a nearby tree branch, face-to-face with Zhang Feihu.
The two looked at each other in shared misery.
Zhao Qingyun stepped forward.
"Three punches."
Once again, Tan’er blew on her little fist.
They were good fighters in battles, but in one-on-one close combat, none were Tan’er’s match. Besides, they were slightly overconfident.
Han Ci did exchange several moves with Tan’er but still lost.
In the end, Shangguan Ling grabbed hold of Tan’er.
Tan’er flailed her arms and legs, furiously shouting, "Playing dirty! N, let go of !"
Yu Zichuan entered the courtyard.
Qing Shuang suddenly appeared in front of him, "Your opponent is ."
Yu Zichuan asked, "Which side are you on?"
Qing Shuang replied, "Today, I’m on Miss ng’s side."
Yu Zichuan decisively switched sides, "Then so am I."
He walked over to Qing Shuang and stood with her to block Shangguan Ling’s entry.
With Tan’er freed, she clasped her hands behind her back and said to Lu Yuan at the entrance, "Grand Commander, my checkpoint here will not be easy!"
Lu Yuan made a gesture.
A Jinyi Guard presented a sugar-coated hawthorn skewer even longer than Bao Shu.
Tan’er’s eyes imdiately glowed green, "Such a big hawthorn skewer!"
Grand Commander Lu cleared the checkpoint with ease.
In the front yard, Yu Zichuan tried to block Lu Yuan to avenge the "bowstring incident," but Shangguan Ling entangled him in a two-against-one fight.
Though he entered the courtyard, the hall door was shut tight.
Lady Du, Nanny Wan, and Nanny Hu stood as three immovable mountains, guarding their ground!
Lady Du declared, "We’re not like the little girl who’s easy to coax! We have integrity! We absolutely won’t be bribed! Even if you’re the Grand Commander, it won’t work!"
"Master, please co in! Master, mind the threshold! Master, walk slowly!"
Lady Du cradled a gold ingot, nodding and bowing alongside the equally gold-ingot-holding Nanny Wan and Nanny Hu, all clearing the way for Lu Yuan.
Through the hall and into the second courtyard.
This ti, the person blocking his path was Yu Li.
There was no mid-month leave at the Imperial College today; he had taken leave just to co here.
Yu Li was truly soone who could not be swayed by wealth or power—the only person in the household absolutely impossible to bribe.
He had prepared 108 examination questions. To pass through this checkpoint, Lu Yuan had to answer them!
Unexpectedly, before Yu Li could even show his exam papers, he was carried away by his Third Uncle and Seventh Great Uncle, one on each side.
"Third Uncle! Seventh Great Uncle! You—"
He had spent the entire night ticulously writing those questions!
Lu Yuan reached the steps, gazing at the tightly closed bridal room door, and slowly said, "Little Nine, I’ve co to take you as my wife."
The door opened, and the bride, dressed in her wedding attire, walked out gracefully, supported by Ban Xia.
Bathed in a ray of sunlight, she seed like translucent glass flowing with brilliance and serenity, while behind her, drums and gongs thundered. Yet, this small world suddenly went quiet in his ears.
"Groom, it’s ti to lead the bride to the sedan chair,"
The wedding concierge softly reminded.
Lu Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly, and he extended his long, jade-like hand toward ng Qianqian.
ng Qianqian hesitated for a mont and gently placed her hand in his palm.
In the alleyway, the sedan chair was ready.
According to tradition, a bride’s first marriage warranted the use of an eight-carrier large sedan, while a subsequent marriage required an ordinary sedan, at most adorned with a few big red flowers for decoration.
ng Qianqian hadn’t given the sedan chair any thought, being entirely focused on the sham wedding, and Nanny Li dared not breach protocol.
Thus, when she saw the eight-carrier large sedan brought over by the Governor Mansion, she was completely stunned.
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