nycdaug Chapter 117 Xiaolou, I'm going to marry someone else
Chapter 117 Xiaolou, I'm going to marry someone else
The shyness on Song Yanran's face disappeared, and her oval face turned as pale as paper.
Marry Yue Zihuan?
How is that possible?
Yue Zihuan is a person despised by the current emperor. Not only will his own life be ruined, but his descendants for three generations will also be prohibited from entering officialdom.
If she married Yue Zihuan, not only would she not be able to become an official's wife in her life, she wouldn't even be able to see her sons and grandsons who were officials!
"No, I don't want it... Mom, please think of a solution!"
Song Yanran's face was filled with panic, and she grabbed Zhang's arm and shook it.
Zhang finally came to her senses. Her legs softened and she was about to roll on the ground again. She opened her mouth to continue crying, but she heard Yue Yuan's next words:
"If you marry Yue Zihuan, Song Yanran's descendants will not be able to enter the government, but Song Zhuangzhuang can continue to go to school. I will give you 500 taels of silver to ensure that you can continue to live in the capital."
"Otherwise..." A dangerous light appeared in Yue Yuan's eyes.
"Do you think you can get away with it by falsely accusing a member of the royal family?"
"There are secret guards everywhere in my palace. I won't worry about not finding witnesses for Song Yanran's attempt to frame Yue Ziyu!"
Yue Ran spoke up at the right time to remind Zhang:
"Once the false accusation is proven, the punishment could be as light as thirty strokes of the cane or as severe as five years of hard labor."
She looked Zhang's mother and daughter up and down, and shook her head.
"I just don't know who of you two is going to get beaten and who is going to do forced labor?"
Zhang and Song Yanran shuddered at the same time.
If you falsely accuse a member of the royal family, I'm afraid the government will impose a heavier sentence.
Since Zhang married Song Yannian, she has no longer had a hard life. There are many servants and maids in her house in the capital, and she has not done any work by herself for many years.
Song Yanran had never touched water since she was a child. With her small feet, she could hardly walk on her own. How could she do forced labor?
She was afraid that she wouldn't live more than three months!
Cold sweat broke out on Zhang's forehead.
She had to weigh what else she could get from the Dingbei Palace.
Song Yanran is still a virgin, so it would be impossible to falsely accuse her.
Judging from Yue Yuan's tone, there's no hope at all from Yue Ziyu.
If she continued to bite Yue Ziyu and angered the Dingbei Palace, the mother and daughter would have to do forced labor. Who would take care of Zhuangzhuang at home?
If they followed King Dingbei's arrangement, their family could get a house in the capital for free, several hundred taels of silver, and Zhuangzhuang could continue his studies.
This doesn't sound too bad?
Zhang's calculating eyes moved to Song Yanran's face.
Song Yanran stared blankly at her mother's expression, cold sweat broke out all over her body and her heart felt cold.
She was more familiar with this expression of her mother than anyone else.
Her mother was really considering marrying her to Yue Zihuan!
No matter how much her parents pamper her, there is a prerequisite, which is that they must pave the way for her younger brother Song Zhuangzhuang.
"Mom, I don't want to get married!"
Song Yanran was extremely panicked and wanted to kneel down to Zhang.
However, Zhang reached out and grabbed Song Yanran's wrist fiercely, with strength as strong as a pair of tongs.
She glared at her daughter fiercely and turned to look at Yue Yuan:
"I understand what your Highness said. I am not such an ungrateful person. However, my Zhuangzhuang has been very smart since he was young. You must send him to that so-and-so academy in the future!"
Yue Yuan snorted and laughed, then spoke:
"If Song Zhuangzhuang can pass the exam of Xilu Academy, it's not impossible."
Of course he had the connections to get someone into Xilu Academy, but Yue Ziyu was his own son, so what did Song Zhuangzhuang have to do with him?
Zhang was not satisfied with what she heard. She glared and put her hands on her hips:
"I need one thousand taels of silver! How can five hundred taels be enough in the capital?"
She also has maids and servants who receive monthly wages.
Yue Yuan squinted his eyes and leaned back in his chair, then spoke slowly:
"Then it's settled. If you regret it, God will strike you with lightning."
At the same time, Yue Zihuan, who was driving the car for Murong Jian, sneezed loudly.
He wiped his nose suspiciously. He had learned how to light the stove himself last night, so he shouldn't be too cold.
When he returned to the dilapidated courtyard from Murong Jian's mansion, he saw a man dressed in the clothes of a prince's servant in front of his house.
Yue Zihuan walked over hesitantly. The man heard the noise and turned around, calling out in a trembling voice:
"Master!"
It turned out to be his former servant, Jindou.
Yue Zihuan was about to smile, but he saw Jindou looking at his clothes with tears in his eyes.
"My Lord, you have suffered!"
Yue Zihuan brought the golden beans into the house and smiled helplessly:
"I have nothing here, so I can only inconvenience you."
Jindou suppressed his sadness and shook his head quickly, then took out a marriage certificate from his pocket:
"My Lord, this is what the prince ordered me to give you."
When Yue Zihuan saw the marriage certificate, his eyelids jumped.
He suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart and opened the marriage certificate.
He was familiar with both names on the marriage certificate.
Yue Zihuan, Song Yanran.
He immediately became furious and threw the marriage certificate to the ground:
"What does he want? Doesn't he want to acknowledge me? Who wants him to worry about my marriage?"
Jin Dou looked at the chilblains on Yue Zihuan's hands and said carefully:
"The prince said that as long as you agree to marry, you can move into the house in South City and no longer have to live in a place like this. There will even be servants to serve you."
He gritted his teeth and advised:
"My Lord, you have suffered so much, please stop arguing with the prince..."
If I marry Song Yanran, at least life will be much better.
Jindou tried hard not to cover his nose in Yue Zihuan's room. This shabby house was not only drafty, but also full of mold and stench. Even he couldn't stand it, so how could the eldest master live there?
Yue Zihuan stared at Jindou with bloodshot eyes, but the chilblains on the back of his hands suddenly felt itchy.
Back then, if he caught a cold after stepping on the snow outside, the nanny in his mother's yard would take off his gloves and cotton boots, rub his hands and feet to warm them up, and then boil warm water for him to soak his hands and feet.
It was not until he was twenty-one that he first knew what it felt like to have frostbite.
And this is just the first winter in his long life.
He once thought that he could wait patiently for the prince and Xiaolou to succeed. He believed that day would not be too far away, and he would be able to turn things around by then.
But this first winter is already so hard to endure.
Without Murong Jian's twenty taels of silver, he wouldn't even be able to buy charcoal for the fire.
As long as he was willing to marry Song Yanran, he could move into a warm house. Even if he still had to drive a cart outside, there would be someone to cook three meals a day for him and someone to wash his clothes and warm his bed.
As long as he bows his head.
Yue Zihuan looked at the red, swollen and festering chilblains on the back of his hands, covered his head with his hands and sat down.
A deep voice sounded beside Jindou's ears:
"What are the rules for getting married tomorrow?"
"What do I need to prepare?"
Jindou was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly:
"You don't have to do anything. The palace will deliver the wedding dress to you tonight. Tomorrow at noon, you can go to the gate, ride on the horse, lead the sedan chair around outside, and then you can go directly to the house in the south of the city!"
Yue Zihuan looked ashen and closed his eyes in despair.
Xiaolou, I finally married someone else.