Volume 1 Chapter 114: The Talented Xiao San (Part 1)

  Chapter 114: The Talented Xiao San (Part 1)

  The bridal sedan chair entered the main gate of Jingwang Fu amidst the thunderous firecrackers.

  According to the custom of welcoming the bride, the sedan chair should stop outside the gate and be carried in by the matchmaker. However, this custom does not apply in the Jing Wang Fu because it is too far away.

  This mansion was home to two generations of Xiao family kings, from Old Master Xiao down to four generations living together under the same roof.

  Old Master Wang had three sons, the second son succeeded to the throne by imperial decree, and the eldest and third sons both held military positions in the court. Because Old Master Wang advocated for family harmony and prosperity, his sons did not separate from the household. The emperor praised his virtuous management of the household and bestowed upon him half of the Weaving Cloud Mansion as a gift, which became the residence of the Respectful King. Within the mansion's gardens, there were beautiful scenery, emerald lakes, green islands, pavilions, and towers that could be enjoyed without leaving the mansion. As a result, the eldest and third masters' families lived in the mansion with nearly eight hundred servants from three households, still living comfortably. In daily life, the three branches of the family often visited each other, sedan chairs were necessary, horse-drawn carriages were efficient, and fast horses were used for urgent matters.

  The Jingwang Mansion is divided into three gardens. Jingfang Garden is the main garden, where Jing Wangye and his family, as well as Old Master Wang and his wife live. Huaming Garden was given to the eldest son's branch of the family, while Hui Xi Garden was given to the third son's branch.

  The third generation of the Xiao family, still living together with both legitimate and illegitimate children, but once an illegitimate child gets married, they must move out and live separately. This was also the practice of most noble families and high-ranking officials.

  Li told Qiu San Niang and the others about the Jing Wang Fu for a whole hour yesterday, but Mo Zi only remembered these things. It's not that she had a bad memory, but rather because she wasn't particularly interested in it. For example, why didn't the king's title pass down to his eldest son? Shouldn't it be passed down to whoever was excellent? To the people of this time, it seemed unreasonable, and Mo Zi thought that following the rules and passing it down to the eldest son was a big problem. Another example, the three houses of the Xiao family seemed harmonious on the surface, but there were rumors of discord. Wasn't this nonsense? Where there are people, there is conflict, let alone 800 or so people forming a country. Also, she had also figured out that many things about Jing Wang Fu, Li was just saying what he heard from others. A word passed through ten people would change its meaning, not to mention an hour-long conversation, which might have been distorted long ago.

  She heard that carefully, Mozi thought that if she had taken the initiative to propose being a scribe at that time, people would have rushed to grind ink and lay paper for her, and then bound it into a book, carrying it with her, consolidating it when there was nothing to do, and best of all, making Qiu San Niang become the darling of everyone in the Wang Fu, from then on having a happy marriage and fulfilling love.

  It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is. She looked at Qiu San Niang, who was also uninteresting, with one ear in and one ear out.

  The musicians are in the front, followed by the matchmaker, then the sedan chair of the bride, and four bridesmaids behind them, as well as the eighty trunks of dowry that have been carried through the streets with great fanfare, forming a long procession.

  The front yard is also said to be a place where men will entertain guests, but unlike the Qiu Mansion's front garden, there are fewer trees and more flower beds, which rise up from the ground. Where there are no flower beds, they have paved with bluestone. The houses are taller and larger than those in Luozhou, but they are all single-story buildings. The entire courtyard looks very spacious and high, mostly using blue and black as the two main colors, adorned with bright flowers, and under the eaves of the gate, a roll of white silk hangs down, which sways gently in the wind.

  If the Weiyang Palace is said to be biased towards the south, then the courtyard has the elegant and unique charm of Jiangnan. The front courtyard of the Jingwang Mansion, on the other hand, is truly a style of the Tang Dynasty architecture. Solemnity with elegance, majesty with flair.

  "The Jingwang Mansion is really impressive." Among the four maids, Green Chrysanthemum followed Third Madame Qiu and spent the least amount of time outside, and had never been to the North.

  In the past fifty years, many merchants and scholars from southern China have moved northward to settle in Beijing, resulting in changes in the overall style. The architecture of the Scholar's Mansion is more inclined towards the Jiangnan style, emphasizing delicate and exquisite gardens and pavilions with distinct layers. Therefore, these people who came from the south would not feel too much psychological discomfort.

  Lü Jù felt that it was elegant, indeed the trees and flowers in the Wang Fu seemed to be more robust and proud than those of others. However, in Mò Zǐ's eyes, what she appreciated even more was the architecture itself, which had been passed down from the Tang Dynasty, its grandeur and majesty truly intoxicating. She even thought that even if she didn't like the people living here, she probably wouldn't be able to dislike this Wang Fu. It's good that one's living environment directly affects their mental state, at least it can maintain a positive and upward spirit.

  After passing the front yard, a wide passageway with four horses abreast came into view, curving off to both sides. The sedan chair didn't turn either way, but went straight up the passageway and through a large gate with a "happiness" character posted on it.

  This gate is smaller than the main gate of Jingwang Mansion, with a golden plaque hanging above it, inscribed with "Jingfang Garden".

  At the gate, a young servant and some stewards came out to greet them. After inviting the matchmaker to speak, they stopped in front of the gate.

  Bai He turned around, his expression tense and joyful at the same time. "We're about to enter the inner gardens of the Wang Fu. Lu Ju, stop looking around, people will think we've never seen the world before."

  Also instructed Mozi, "Mozi, take her with you. This girl usually loves to watch the excitement, and if no one reminds her in her ear, I'm afraid she'll forget what day it is today."

  "I won't. Don't worry, I'll never let our girl lose face." Green Chrysanthemum pouted, feeling quite resentful, but still made the promise.

  For Yaya, Miss's wedding day is probably more important than their own.

  "Bai He, let me wear the green chrysanthemum, but it's not as good as you wearing the small clothes. As soon as she entered the garden, she disappeared without a trace." Xiao Yi could do it stealthily, but Mo Zi's words had the intention of easing everyone's tension.

  "I didn't see any trees." Xiaoyi also turned her head and said, looking very dissatisfied. She was probably the only one of the four who wasn't interested in this royal style.

  "Xiao Yi, do you know why there are no big trees here?" Mozi looked at the housekeeper-like man and the matchmaker who were whispering to each other behind them, and felt that it was not a good thing. However, by now, even if someone refused to marry, this marriage had to be carried out to the end. In theory, when Qiu San Niang stepped out of the gate, she was already the third daughter-in-law of the Jing Wang Ye family.

  His Majesty also said that Old Master Wang has a way of governing his family. There is a grandson who has divorced two wives, if he ruins another marriage, Mozi really wants to ask where the way is.

  "Why no big trees?" Xiaoyi asked again, "Why not?" She didn't remain silent about the things she cared about, but instead repeated herself.

  "Because of the assassin." Mozi's eyes did not leave those two who had not yet finished whispering, and the claim about being afraid of an assassin was not fabricated.

  "Assassins have come, just fight them off, what's the grudge with the tree?" Xiao Yi was a skilled martial artist, fearless of heaven and earth.

  "A big tree leans against the wall, and an assassin can enter the mansion. A big tree in the garden, and an assassin can hide. The more trees there are, the more assassins can hide, and even if you try to drive them away, they won't leave. So, it's better not to have any trees at all." At least, no tall trees with deep roots and lush foliage.

  Xiao Yi's face fell, "I don't like it here." She said bluntly.

  "The matchmaker's voice rose, 'I say, if the groom doesn't come, how can the bride enter the door?'"

  The third update is still 210 words of additional updates, and there are also a thousand words in advance for fans who have paid 240.

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