Volume 1 Chapter 117: Such a Wedding Chamber (2)

  Chapter 117: Such a Bridal Chamber (Part 2)

  The bright red wedding candles melted, the wax had just flowed down, but it was already cold, just like most marriages in big mansions. However, in this house where even the bedding has to be sprinkled with red dates and lotus seeds, and everything is auspicious, surprisingly no one discovered that the wedding candles are actually not auspicious at all for thousands of years.

  Mozi stared at the pair of thick golden red candles on her wrists, and suddenly became distracted again.

  Qiu Sanniang saw that the maids seemed not to be paying much attention to her words about not wanting to enter the bridal chamber, so she said again, "If you don't help me come up with a good idea, I'll just drive him away directly."

  "Miss? You've been joking since just now, right?" Bai He rarely saw this, and couldn't take Master's words seriously. "Madam Tang said that tomorrow morning, some aunties will come to fetch..."

  She said, walking to the nuptial bed and gently lifting up half of the embroidered quilt with lotus leaves and green leaves, and indeed saw the white silk cloth. She let out a deep sigh, turned around and pointed with her hand, "Miss, take a look? This is the Wang family's mansion, where rules are everywhere. Tomorrow morning, there will be servants coming to collect this cloth. If they see that there is no... bloodstain on it, Miss, then everyone will know that you are not favored by your husband. What can you do in the future?"

  When he saw the white handkerchief, his whole body trembled involuntarily. What kind of bad habit is this? It's said that some people even treasure the white handkerchief by putting it in a box.

  Qiu Sanniang felt even more uneasy when she saw the white handkerchief, although she wasn't as disgusted as Mozi was with modern people.

  "I've heard that some people use chicken or duck blood to fake it." Mozi thought, ancient people weren't so innocent either. Some women would secretly taste the forbidden fruit before marriage and then think of ways to deal with it on their wedding night, including pricking their thighs or something like that.

  "Mozi, can you be a bit silly tonight?" Baihe was really frustrated. She tried her best to dispel the girl's absurd idea and make her behave, but someone else had a mind full of ideas, one after another, making her efforts in vain.

  "Violet ink, can chicken blood or duck blood work? If not, you few poke your fingers and contribute a cup for me?" Jiang Sanniang said fiercely.

  Green Chrysanthemum's face turned white with fear, "Miss, stop it, okay? I'm afraid of blood." Before the needle even touched her hand, she would definitely faint.

  "Believe me, girl, chicken blood, duck blood or human blood, without special methods, people can't tell them apart." And this special method requires very advanced instruments, which absolutely do not exist in this era. As for that drop of blood identifying relatives by dripping it on the deceased's bones to see if it merges, it is completely unfounded scientifically.

  "Who's going to catch the chicken?" Little Yi, who had just come in, actively wanted to take on this "glorious" task.

  "Are you done yet? Fewer words." Bai He felt like he was facing a group of naughty kids, "Chicken blood or duck blood, our blood is useless. Do you think being a son-in-law makes one an idiot?"

  "A sober man may not be stupid, but a drunk man is definitely not clever." Mozi was still addicted to teasing, "When he wakes up in the morning and sees a handkerchief with blood on it, he won't think of anything else and will assume he had a successful wedding night." Do you know why ancient girls liked to chase butterflies? Because life was too boring, they had nothing better to do. It's similar to her current state of mind.

  "Mozi, what if Master Wan is not drunk?" Green Chrysanthemum's spirits lifted at the small chance of using her own blood.

  "Yes, that's right! If Brother-in-law was sober, how could he have gotten through it?" Bai He finally found a point to refute.

  "So," said Qiu Sanniang, "I'll give you a difficult problem to solve. If you don't want to get mixed up in this, then help me think of a way to prevent him from having the chance to consummate the marriage, and that will be the end of it. That way, the responsibility will be his, not mine."

  Qiu San Niang didn't want to think about the wedding night anymore.

  As a woman, Mokuzi understood her. If it were herself, doing "love exercises" with a man she had just met for the first time would be fatal.

  "White lotus, small clothes, green chrysanthemum, purple ink." One by one, "Whoever comes up with a good idea, I'll reward her with ten taels of silver."

  Nobody speaks.

  Bai He wouldn't naturally let Qiu San Niang be favored later for just ten taels of silver. Lu Ju loves to earn this silver, but her brain isn't cooperative. Xiao Yi doesn't care about the silver and doesn't like to think. Mo Zi thinks it's not worth using brain cells for ten taels of silver.

  "Isn't it a bit little?" said Qiu Sanniang, looking at Mozi's reaction, "Twenty taels?"

  Mozi noticed that Qiang Sanniang was pinning her hopes on her, "Miss, this kind of thing in the bridal chamber, just close your eyes and it'll be fine, don't be too nervous, as for other things, Young Master will take care of them." Mozi actually had no experience either, she had always served in the army, never had a boyfriend, and was very conservative.

  "Mozi, you help me, I'll help you." Qiu Sanniang looked at him, and without a heavy temptation, it wouldn't work.

  "What did the girl mean?" Mozi hummed, not hiding his interested expression.

  "You help me this time, and I'll reduce it by another year. How about that?" Chou San Niang knew what Mo Zi wanted most.

  Bai He didn't understand the meaning, but Mo Zi was very clear. Since she got 300 taels of silver last time, the 10-year contract became a 9-year one. She had been following Qiu for almost three years and still had eight years left. Now, as long as she did well, she could reduce another year.

  Qiu San Niang is a person who really does things with her heart. So, in business, she succeeds half the time and fails half the time. But what's interesting is that she cares about money, but doesn't care about winning or losing, unless she has made up her mind to do something, otherwise failure doesn't make her particularly uncomfortable. In short, she really does things as she pleases and is true to herself. When she's being stingy, she won't even give a single coin. When she's in a good mood, she'll casually give away a year of freedom. She wouldn't let Mozi redeem himself for 300 taels, but would return it to him after a year. Now, as long as they don't consummate their marriage tonight, she'll take out another year's worth.

  Sometimes Mozi thinks that Qiu Sanniang should have lived in the era of Wu Zetian, when the princess and empress were willful and arbitrary, and people's comments didn't matter, as long as they had a moment of joy and laughter.

  "Girl, to be honest, I really haven't thought of anything." Mozi racked her brains for a whole year, 365 days, but she only came up with one idea - to post a notice on the door of the bridal chamber that said "No groom or dogs allowed". However, this would have serious consequences.

  "I didn't think such a small thing could stump you, Mozi?" Jiang Sanniang had also thought about it and was at a loss.

  "Things may seem insignificant, but they can't be handled carelessly. We could let Baihe secretly put a bean in the bridegroom's mouth or have Xiaoyi knock him unconscious, or say that the bride has an unpleasant odor on her body. None of these methods would shift the blame for not consummating the marriage to the groom. If things go wrong and people discover our meddling, how will the bride face her elders?" are all imperfect solutions.

  "Alright, alright, you two stop bothering each other, okay?" Bai He was on the verge of tears.

  At this time, the sound of firecrackers was heard, and it was estimated that the third watch would disperse soon.

  "It's been a year." Qiu Sanniang still hadn't given up on Mozi's clever brain. Just like Mozi knew her, once she made up her mind about something, she was determined to see it through.

  The purple ink makes this year exciting, and the head is really turning fast. The way to make the groom forget the bridal chamber in a sober state is -

  "That Xiao Sanlang is a great talent, even the Emperor admires him. Well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge, he excels in music, chess, literature, and painting. His chess skills are exceptional, able to play against the abbot of Tian'en Temple for three days and nights without sleep. The abbot's chess skills are renowned throughout the land..."

  Suddenly, Mr. Li's words jumped into Mozi's mind.

  Qiu San Niang didn't want to consummate the marriage, so stalling was probably the best approach. To stall smoothly, she had to use something that Xiao San wouldn't reject, and would even be enthusiastic about. People of this era weren't good at idle chatter. Although Qiu San Niang had read a lot, poetry and composition weren't her strong suits. If she tried to get Xiao San to compose poems or write essays, the other party could defeat her with just one piece. However, Qiu San Niang's skills in playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting were exceptional, and her chess skills were unmatched in Luozhou, but it was unknown how formidable Xiao San actually was.

  Thinking so, Mozi said with less confidence, "Miss, I heard that your brother-in-law is good at chess."

  "Does he like playing chess?" Chou San-niang still remembered the trick of dragging out words, "Nowadays, being a talented scholar means you can play a few moves."

  "Yes. A game of chess, some people play for three days and three nights." Mozi said, anyway, if the method works, she will be free a year earlier. If it doesn't work, she won't lose anything either.

  Qiu Sanniang understood at this point, "The abbot of Tian'en Temple is a master of chess, I saw him play against someone when I went to the temple to burn incense five years ago. I think that after five years, maybe I can also play a game with him."

  "Win or lose doesn't matter, I just wonder if you can last one night?" This Weiqi thing, if you're a master, you can drag it out.

  "It depends on Xiao Yong's chess skills." Qiu Sanniang was not blindly confident.

  "It also depends on our ability to distinguish between people's hearts." Mozi said, "If we have a plan, we can perfect ourselves. Let Baihe go up for a midnight snack and eat for half an hour; let Lüjing break a porcelain vessel and reason for half an hour; our night watchmaids will change shifts, rest for an hour, and add to that the skill of playing chess, and dawn will break."

  Drag, drag, drag, dragging this newlywed couple until they can't open their eyes and have no energy to enter the bridal chamber.

  No matter how poor the method is, as long as it works.

  Qiu Sanniang thought that Xiao San had a history of playing chess for three days and three nights, so the elders could only helplessly let it go. After dragging through the wedding night, they had passed the best time, and from then on, they would have to rely on the charm of Jin Si's little bird to see if it could prevent Xiao San from setting foot in this silent residence again.

  "Someone has come." Little Yi's ear report announced the arrival of the nuptial chamber moment.

  Bai He knew that once Jiu San Niang made up her mind, it was impossible to change. She bit her lip, smoothed out the quilt again, turned around and picked up the red cover on the table, calling out "Young Lady".

  Qiu Sanniang looked at Mozi and smiled, "If this plan is useful, I will fulfill my promise."

  At this time, he said to the other three maids, "Maids, I'm not in a good mood tonight, listen to Mozi's arrangements."

  Baihe Lüju said so, and Xiao Yi nodded slightly.

  "What a big responsibility!" Mu Zi smiled back at Qiu San Niang, "It seems that neither of us will have a good night's sleep tonight."

  "Third Master is here——" The yard was so big that the sound of the door opening couldn't be heard, and Xiaoyu's report came with footsteps from afar.

  Before long, Xiao Yong laughed and stepped into the bridal chamber.

  A room with a red glow, the bride sat in front of the bed, two maidservants attended to her left and right, and another two stood by the window. The four people simultaneously made a blessing gesture, shouting "Jin Jin Cu Cu" which made him feel comfortable.

  "Hello, uncle."

  But little did I know, the long and endless night had just begun.

  Still 8 votes away from 270, with dual powder twins.

  Come on, everyone! Come on, Lingzi!

  Good night.

  Mumu

  Chapter 117: Such a Bridal Chamber (Part 2)

  Chapter 117: Such a Wedding Chamber (2)