12dz Chapter 274 The Princess Has a Bad Temper (12)
Chapter 274 The Princess Has a Bad Temper (12)
Despite the doubts, it didn't affect Wangyou's desire to enjoy the spectacle.
Others naturally wanted to join in the fun, since throwing a bridal bouquet to choose a husband is a rare but not uncommon practice throughout history.
"Sister, is it really possible to find a good man by throwing a bridal bouquet?" Yongji, who was rather short, was carried on the shoulders of a guard as he looked into the distance.
"The marriage selection by throwing an embroidered ball is entirely based on luck; nobody knows for sure." Wangyou had her guards carry Yongji to a distance. After looking around, Wangyou climbed a nearby tree so as not to obstruct her view. Yongji followed her.
As for Xiao Yanzi and the others, they squeezed directly to the front.
Zhiyao and Qing'er followed the crowd inside. Wangyou didn't say much, as long as there was no danger, she just didn't like being squeezed with people.
"She's out! She's out! Miss Hu is out!"
"Look at me! Look at me!"
"Sister, this Miss Hu is quite beautiful, and she's the only daughter of a wealthy merchant. Why would she decide to throw a bridal bouquet to find a husband?" Yongji was very puzzled when he saw Hu Xiulan come out.
"Who knows!" Wangyou was also puzzled. In her opinion, Miss Hu was Mr. Hu's only daughter. She was rich and beautiful. Why would she throw a bridal bouquet to choose a husband? Mr. Hu seemed to love his daughter very much. Logically speaking, he shouldn't agree to such an unreliable method.
Is it to allow the main characters to follow the plot, or is it necessary for the plot?
Just then, Hu Xiulan took a deep breath and threw the embroidered ball down. It was the first time Wangyou had ever seen a marriage proposal made by throwing an embroidered ball, and she watched with great interest.
"Zhao Cheng, are you married?" Wangyou asked the guard who was following Yongji.
"Not yet, Miss," Zhao Cheng said with a simple, honest smile.
"If Miss Hu were to become your wife, would you be willing?" The competition below was in full swing.
“That girl is obviously an only child. Master Hu’s decision to throw the embroidered ball to choose a husband is definitely to have him marry into the family. My mother only has one son, me.” Zhao Cheng came from a poor family and was discovered by Wangyou during an outing. Later, he was assigned to Yongji’s service.
"If we don't allow you to marry into the family, but you can have several children after you get married, one of whom can take Miss Hu's surname, would you be willing?"
“That’s no problem, but I didn’t participate in the marriage selection, so it’s highly unlikely we’ll meet.” Zhao Cheng glanced at Miss Hu’s appearance, smiled, and said. He didn’t take Wangyou’s words seriously, treating them as just a hypothetical situation.
"As the saying goes, those destined to meet will meet even if they are a thousand miles apart, while those not destined will not meet even if they are face to face!" The embroidered ball ran around and finally rushed straight towards the beggar on the street.
Wangyou used a wisp of her spiritual power to intercept it, and then just as the embroidered ball was about to touch the beggar's bowl, it spun around and flew straight to the tree opposite, landing in Zhao Cheng's arms.
"Miss, this..." Zhao Cheng was so frightened that he couldn't speak, while the beggar also glanced at the tree with some regret.
The atmosphere instantly quieted down.
"Let's go, let's go down!" Wangyou took the lead, picked up Yongji and jumped down from the tree. Zhao Cheng, holding the embroidered ball, didn't know what to do for a moment, so he could only take the embroidered ball down.
"Miss, what should I do?" Zhao Chengren was a little flustered.
"Don't worry, your young lady is here. You won't be allowed to marry into the family." Wangyou said with a smile as she looked at Zhao Cheng's nervous expression.
After hearing Wangyou's words, Zhao Cheng was no longer worried. Just then, Master Hu and his servants came over.
"Wangyou, how did this embroidered ball end up here?" Emperor Qianlong and his entourage also came over.
“It must be fate. We were all hiding in the trees, yet this embroidered ball still managed to pinpoint its location and land in Zhao Cheng’s arms.” Wangyou smiled and said, “Master Hu, I wonder if this son-in-law suits your taste?”
"Miss, you jest. Choosing a husband by throwing an embroidered ball is entirely up to fate. This young man is quite handsome, and I am very satisfied with him." Master Hu was also worried that the embroidered ball would hit a poor boy and come back. When he saw the embroidered ball about to fall into the beggar's bowl, his heart was in his throat.
"As long as Master Hu is satisfied, that's fine. But your daughter still needs to take a look. After all, a girl's marriage is like a second reincarnation; she should find someone who suits her taste," Wangyou said with a smile.
“Miss is right, this way please. I’ll have someone invite my daughter over right away.” Master Hu led several people to the foot of the embroidered tower, where Miss Hu also came down.
"Daughter, take a look at this man, are you satisfied?" Old Master Hu asked in a low voice.
"Your daughter is entirely at your father's discretion." Hu Xiulan boldly glanced at Zhao Cheng. The girl wasn't shy, but Zhao Cheng blushed.
"Looks like we can still get a drink at our wedding today!" Ji Xiaolan said, stroking his beard.
"Miss."
"So, are you willing?"
"Miss, I cannot marry into the family."
"If you're willing, I can handle everything else for you; if you're not, they can't stop you," Wangyou said with a smile.
Zhao Cheng glanced at Wangyou and received an affirmative look. He then looked at Yongji, who made a small fist gesture of encouragement. Finally, he looked at Hu Xiulan, who was clearly waiting for his decision as well.
"Why is everything quiet now? This embroidered ball has been claimed. When are you going to invite us to the wedding banquet?" the onlookers jeered.
"Miss, Young Master, I am willing." After thinking for a long time, Zhao Cheng bowed deeply.
"Master Hu, shouldn't you invite us in for the wedding feast?" Wangyou said with a smile.
"Of course, of course, please come in." Master Hu was a businessman who had traveled all over the country and naturally had a keen eye. This group of people did not look simple. The girl who was smiling the whole time looked extremely noble. Although the man was just a guard, his intuition told him that he would not lose out by marrying his daughter to him.
"Father, let's go, it's time for the wedding feast." Wangyou turned around and beckoned to Qianlong and the others. Everyone went inside in a lively atmosphere, while Zhao Cheng was pulled away to change into his groom's clothes.
No one noticed that Wangyou made a hand gesture, indicating that she had sent someone to investigate the Hu family. In reality, she was just going to the branch pavilion to retrieve information.
The Hu family was a wealthy household in Caiyi Town, and the decorations and furnishings of their home were of considerable value. The house also occupied a large area, which explained why Master Hu was so generous in hosting a banquet for the entire town.
Yongji watched as Wangyou examined the things around him, and he followed suit, observing closely. Apart from the two men and the guards who were doing the defense work, everyone else seemed to be there to eat the feast seriously.
The banquet lasted until late into the night. Wangyou also received news from Caiyi Town. Master Hu started his business in the cloth industry and has been honest and upright in his business dealings over the years. Moreover, his family owns a dyeing workshop that produces exquisite fabrics. Miss Hu is also a talented individual with exceptional talent in dyeing.
After a hearty meal, the Hu family fell completely silent.
“Master Hu, it’s impossible for my guard to marry into the family. You can marry your daughter to him, and when they have a child, it can take your daughter’s surname.”
"I expected this, but I don't know where this young lady is from."
“We are from Beijing, and we cannot disclose our identities for the time being. However, Mr. Hu, do you have any plans to move to Beijing? After all, your daughter will likely be living in Beijing from now on.”