Lu Yuan hurried away, leaving Yang, the Cabinet Minister, sitting awkwardly in the carriage, surrounded by onlookers.
Yang, the Cabinet Minister, was furious: "I will submit a morial to impeach you...submit a morial to impeach you!"
Qing Shuang, riding her horse beside the carriage, listened to Yang’s roar and said to Lu Yuan, "Grand Commander, he says he wants to impeach you."
Lu Yuan replied indifferently, "Let him. Haven’t I been impeached enough over the years?"
Indeed, making others uncomfortable brings oneself joy.
Lu Yuan felt quite pleased.
Today was Lu Lingxiao’s wedding with Lin Wan’er. Although the Lu Family’s status in the Capital City wasn’t particularly high, the fact that Lin Wan’er was marrying off as an adopted daughter of the Yao Family made the occasion lively.
Except for not providing Lin Wan’er with the substantial dowry she deserved, the Yao Family ensured everything else was respectable.
The stepping bed was arranged by the Yao Family, the children for holding down the bed were found by the Yao Family, and even the prestigious Lady of Perfection they invited was well-known in the Capital City. From hairstyling to makeup, all rituals were ticulously observed for the bride.
The servants were well-trained, busy yet orderly.
Lin Wan’er should have been content.
Yet, for so reason, she kept thinking about the grand wedding Lu Yuan had given ng Qianqian, a ceremony that had shaken the entire Capital City. To this day, she occasionally overheard the servants talking about the grand occasion of that day.
She had no father, no mother, no family to rely on, while ng Qianqian had a grandfather who adored her, and two uncles who treated her like their own daughter. It was rumored that even her maternal family cherished her greatly.
She only learned from Lu Lingxiao that back then, when he was almost starving to death at the border, it was the ng Family who tily sent provisions.
No wonder the border soldiers were grateful to her, even carrying her sedan chair to escort her marriage.
For the first ti, Lin Wan’er thought, perhaps there was nothing wrong with being a rchant’s daughter.
"Miss, what are you thinking about?"
Lu Luo asked softly.
Lin Wan’er gestured: I’m an orphan girl, anyone can bully .
Lu Luo was montarily stunned, glancing at the people in the room, relieved they didn’t understand sign language.
Lu Luo leaned closer to Lin Wan’er’s ear and softly advised, "Madam, it’s a joyous day, don’t speak of depressing matters."
Lu Luo was only bold around ng Qianqian; when it ca to the Yao Family, she didn’t dare utter a word.
Seeing Lin Wan’er still sowhat unhappy, knowing her lady was once again comparing herself to ng Qianqian, she quietly advised, "The higher you climb, the harder you fall. Many were envious of her wedding back then, just as many are waiting to see her downfall now. I heard that Lu Yuan hasn’t attended court for days, and rumors outside say he’s fallen out of favor. Lu Yuan offended many in the Capital City, and once he loses power, who knows how many will wish him dead. The ng Family may soon find themselves widowed again!"
Hearing Lu Luo’s words, Lin Wan’er finally felt happy, signing: Indeed, the General suffered much under Lu Yuan’s bullying; in the future, we’ll get it all back from him.
Though she was an orphan, she was lucky and had a sharper mind than ng Qianqian. She didn’t need to envy ng Qianqian; in the future, it would only be ng Qianqian envying her.
Lin Wan’er sent Lu Luo to check if Lu Lingxiao had arrived. Lu Lingxiao promised he would co early to pick her up.
However, Lu Luo went to check seven or eight tis but didn’t see Lu Lingxiao arrive.
Lu Lingxiao had left quite early, but sohow, every street he took was blocked.
Only when he got closer did he realize the streets were blocked by officials who had just finished court, each furious, with their carriage wheels ticulously placed by the roadside.
Spectators crowded the streets so densely not even a child could squeeze through easily, let alone a wedding sedan chair.
Only near the hour of the rooster did Lu Lingxiao finally reach the Yao Family.
At this point, there was only an hour left until the auspicious ti for the ceremony, and though the bride’s family was supposed to block the door to trouble the groom a bit, they couldn’t afford it now. The Yao Family hurriedly sent Lin Wan’er into the sedan chair.
Those carrying Lin Wan’er’s sedan chair weren’t the battlefield generals like Zhang Feihu, just ordinary sedan carriers, perhaps only slightly stronger than average, but certainly not fast enough.
Finally reaching the Lu Family, the wedding concierge hurried the bride out of the sedan chair.
Lin Wan’er, without experiencing any of the groom’s tender care, was assisted by the wedding concierge to step over the fire pan, cross the saddle, and step onto the tiles.
The first two were smooth, but when it ca to stepping on the tiles, she stepped down, and the tile didn’t break.
The crowd was shocked.
What was going on?
The tile not breaking, that’s inauspicious!
"Bride, step again!" the wedding concierge reminded.
Lin Wan’er had to put more effort into another step.
But still, it didn’t break.
"What’s going on?" Lu Luo asked.
"Step on it, step on it!" The wedding concierge was frantic.
Lu Luo glared at her, "Why are you shouting? My lady is pregnant! If anything happens to the baby, will you take responsibility?"
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