Zhou Xuan fanned himself with a folding fan, pacing in a square step, imitating the demeanor of a refined scholar from TV dramas, and recited: "The white fan is folded and unfolded, revealing the lotus flower mirror. Its as if it were a clear moonlit night on Lushan Mountain, and the magpie riding a phoenix ascends to heaven."

  This is a poem of the Song Dynasty, slightly modified by Zhou Xuan. There are Lushan and Qinque again, such a good poem that fits the topic so well, yet no one applauds. Everyone stares at the bride, but the bride still refuses to put down her fan.

  Zhou Xuan was displeased and said: "Wife, isnt this poem good? Or are you hoping that I will personally take the fan away from you?"

  The bride immediately retreated a few steps, afraid that Zhou Xuan would snatch her fan.

  Someone whispered: "This fake uncle is not easy to fool, if the real one comes, Qins father and daughter will have a headache."

  At last, the bride could no longer bear the pressure and slowly moved the fan away.

  Zhou Xuans heart was racing with excitement, expecting a beautiful and charming face to appear before his eyes.

  The fan was moved away, and what Zhou Xuan saw was a beautiful transparent gauze hanging down from the brides high hairdo, covering her entire face like a veil.

  Zhou Xuan thought to herself, "Women in ancient times are really too annoying, covering themselves with fans and wearing veils, whats the point of being so reserved? Dont they know that every moment is precious?" She asked Qin Bo Shi, "Father-in-law, should I remove this veil now or wait until we enter the bridal chamber?"

  Dr. Qin said, "Well, well, lets just go into the bridal chamber then."

  A group of maids and female servants escorted the bride to the rear hall, but when Zhou Xuan wanted to follow, he was stopped and told that the groom would go later. Looking around at the guests, they dispersed in the blink of an eye. Why didnt these people like to make a fuss about the bridal chamber?

  The hall was empty except for Zhou Xuan alone, the red candle burning brightly, lost in thought.

  Zhou Xuan loosened his collar, fanned himself with a folding fan and ate some cakes. After waiting for a while without anyone attending to him, he became impatient and walked to the back door, calling out: "Hey, wheres the bridal chamber? How do I get there?"

  After shouting a few times, a big man came over, it was Jia Ding Lai Fu. He said in a loud and clear voice: "What are you yelling about? Follow me!" Then he turned around and left.

  "What an attitude, this Dingtai family lacks discipline, and the uncle doesnt even call out to him. Ill have to teach him a lesson another day, but for now, lets just focus on the wedding ceremony."

  Zhou Xuan followed Jia Ding to a row of low houses, where Lai Fu pushed open a door. On the left wall hung an oil lamp, and inside were two simple wooden beds, with several wooden boxes piled in the corner.

  Lai Fu pointed to the bed on the east side and said: "You sleep here."

  "Wheres my wife?"

  "What?" Dumb House Ding Guang asked with a stare.

  "Its just the bride." Zhou Xuans anger was accumulating.

  "Ha ha, you really think youre the new son-in-law, dont you? Let me tell you, this wedding is just for show, for other peoples sake. Dont you ever think about it? My familys old master was a ninth-grade medical doctor, how could he possibly marry our young lady to someone with an unknown background like you?"

  Zhou Xuan thought to himself, "Starting from the ninth rank, what a crappy official, isnt that just a deputy department-level cadre? Whats so great about it?" On the surface, he smiled and said, "Since its for show, why doesnt Dr. Qin choose you to play the groom? Youre tall with a big mouth, almost as good as Zhu Bajie."

  Jia Ding came to Fu and didnt know who Zhu Bajie was, thinking he was a tall, powerful and handsome guy. He smiled and said: "Youre quite interesting, but unfortunately, although Im good-looking, Im a local, and the master wants an outsider as his son-in-law."

  "Why?"

  "Because——"

  Who says that people from different time and space have lower IQ? Beautiful women are generally more foolish? Online YY is purely misleading, the Ding family in front of me has a high IQ and wakes up quickly, with a tightly closed mouth.

  Zhou Xuan said: "Then I wont pretend to be the groom now, I want to run outside and shout loudly, saying that Dr. Qin deceived me, do you think the consequences will be very serious?"

  "Ah!" Lai Fu exclaimed: "This wont do, the duty of our familys Ding is to keep an eye on you." He stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Xuan.

  Zhou Xuans body flashed, a side kick sent Lai Fu flying onto his back, then he rushed out the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The daughter of Qin Doctor from the Provincial Medical Office is a fake bride! The daughter of Qin Doctor from the Provincial Medical Office is a fake bride!"

  Zhou Xuan often goes to KTV, has a high-pitched good voice, high decibels, strong penetration, known as "Sai Abao", before crossing had intentionally participated in the Dream Theater.

  "Master Zhou, Master Zhou, dont shout, lets talk it over calmly."

  Dr. Qin, a small bureaucrat, suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Xuan, worried that Zhou Xuan would make trouble and followed him all the way.

  "Dr. Qin, your actions have seriously hurt the kind heart of an overseas returnee! I returned to my hometown with enthusiasm and passion, but was met with such deception and humiliation. I want to protest, I want to protest to the county official, to the Fuzhou governor, to the Tang Dynasty Emperor!"

  "Dr. Qin was very flustered and said in a low voice: Young Master Zhou, Young Master Jielun, listen to me explain..."

  Zhou Xuan said: "Listening to his words and observing his actions, just explaining is useless. You must show your sincerity, this sincerity is - I want to enter the bridal chamber."

  For some reason, Dr. Qin was extremely afraid of Zhou Xuan making a scene, and hurriedly said: "Okay okay, lets go to the bridal chamber, immediately enter the bridal chamber." He personally led the way in front, turning into the inner hall and deep courtyard.

  Passing through a small courtyard, they arrived at the west wing. Old Qin said: "Young Master Zhou, this is the boudoir of my little daughter Qin Que, ah, its also your bridal chamber."

  Zhou Xuans eyes scanned the room, which was elegantly and delicately decorated, likely a womans boudoir. On the south wall hung a painting of elegant ladies, while on the low table by the window stood an ancient nine-stringed zither. A lamp bracket protruded from the wall, holding a tin lantern with a red candle inserted, and beside it was a intricately carved wooden bed with three sides enclosed, its red silk canopy hooked back to either side, with thin quilts and bamboo mats, but no one was in sight.

  "Where is my wife?" Zhou Xuan asked.

  Old Qin smiled and said: "Qin Que has gone to pay his respects to her mother, young master please wait a moment."

  Zhou Xuan thought to herself, "At this time, whats the point of asking for peace? Is it that my mother-in-law is only now going to teach me about physiology and hygiene?" She walked in and plopped down on the embroidered couch, saying, "A monk can run away but not his temple, Ill just stay here tonight."

  Dr. Qin was sweating profusely.