Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

At this moment, the housekeeper came running in in a panic and stood outside the courtyard gate, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Jiang Mansion has received an invitation, please attend tomorrow..."

As he spoke, the butler secretly swallowed his saliva and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Young Master Jiang and Young Master Ling are going to get married, please attend the banquet."

The butler took out the invitation, on which Jiang Yun and Ling Yun's names were clearly written. As soon as the butler finished speaking, the river pirate leader disappeared into the shadows.

Jingchen's expression changed several times, and finally he had to pinch the edge of the invitation tightly, trying his best to restrain himself, "Jiang Yun, he,"

Is he alive?

The housekeeper had guessed what Jingchen was going to ask, and said with a trembling voice, "Young Master Jiang is still lying in the inner room. I heard that Young Master Ling is with him every day, and even holds the corpse at night... and they are in the same room at night."

He almost said the wrong thing, and wiped the sweat off his face, "Not only the palace, but also the Ling family's parents and the cousin."

As he was talking, Xiao Ziyi came running over in a hurry, "Cousin, you also received the invitation."

"Ling Yun said that Xiao Yun is not dead, but just asleep. He wants to get married on the agreed date."

"Cousin, when do you think his madness will be cured? Does he think he is doing this to bring happiness to Xiaoyun?"

Jingchen sighed and said, "Prepare a generous gift tomorrow and attend on time."

The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead, then trembled as he took the order and left.

This is the first time I've encountered such a thing in my 40 years of life. Being a housekeeper is difficult, and being a housekeeper in a royal palace is even more difficult. Alas.

Xiao Ziyi looked at Jingchen's resolute back, which slightly bent, and then straightened again, "Ziyi, don't forget the gift you prepared for Xiaoyun. Bring it with you. He will be very happy if he sees it."

"...good."

Kofu

The place was decorated with red lights and red cloths. The lanterns were also changed to red. Wedding candies were given to everyone passing by, and everyone knew that there was a happy event in the Jiang Mansion.

However, the servant who was in charge of the arrangements did not look happy on his face and could only force a smile, after all, he had to obey his master's orders.

Ling's mother sat in the main hall, looking at the busy servants, then turned to look at her old man sitting leisurely drinking tea, and finally her face turned dark.

He pushed him directly and said, "You old man, your son is crazy enough to marry a corpse, and you still have the mood to drink tea."

"While his madness isn't that serious, quickly bury Jiang Yun's body, knock his son unconscious and take him away."

Father Ling spat out tea leaves and said, "I advise you not to interfere. Have you forgotten what happened before? If you really do this, Yun'er will be more than just crazy."

"Being crazy isn't enough, how worse can it be?" Ling's mother was so angry that her eyes hurt and her eye sockets became hot, and she began to wipe away tears again.

"After all this nonsense, my son has gone crazy. My daughter has been divorced and thrown into prison. How bad can it be? How bad can it be?"

Ling Zhi looked at his mother with a dull expression, but the words he said were unpleasant to the ear, "Mom, Jiang Yun is dead."

Upon hearing this, Ling's mother trembled all over, sat back down, and stopped talking.

"Whether Lingchu was divorced or thrown into prison, it was all because she listened to slander and failed to distinguish right from wrong."

"You said she was being used, but she was the one who did it after all."

"Knowing Song Yue's character, he still helped her escape with the prefect's token. The law is merciless, and she has brought this upon herself."

Mother Ling stared at Ling Zhi but could not say anything to refute him. She kept trembling her hands and said "you, you" for a long while but finally said nothing else.

Father Ling finally put down the teacup and said, "Zhi'er is right. Stop making trouble."

"I'm afraid Yun'er will refuse to accept reality and continue to live a mad life. I'm even more afraid that he will accept reality and be immersed in pain and never recover."

A trace of sadness flashed across Ling's father's face as he spoke, "I'm even more worried that he will die for Jiang Yun."

Ling's mother stood up suddenly, looked at Ling Zhi and then at Ling's father, then sat down again in a daze and began to cry silently.

The main hall was filled with a gloomy mood, with sobbing sounds coming from time to time. The proprietress of Caiyifang stood outside the hall, not knowing whether to go in or not, and was awkwardly standing there for a while.

After waiting for half a cup of tea, Ling Yun finally came out from the inner courtyard. The proprietress then stepped forward with a smile and said, "The wedding dress you want has been made and is specially delivered to you."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and the waiter behind him brought up the tray. When he lifted the cover, two sets of bright red wedding dresses were revealed.

Looking at the wedding dress, Ling Yun smiled gently, "My wife will definitely like it when she sees it. Thank you, Madam Boss, for sending it to me."

Qin Zijun and Ah Sheng went forward to pick up the wedding dresses and gave some silver. The proprietress left with a smile on her face, "I'll definitely come back tomorrow to get a glass of wedding wine."

The three people who were observing secretly did not dare to disturb him in the end. They only breathed a sigh of relief when Ling Yun walked away with the wedding dress.

There is no need to guess, he must have returned to the inner room again. After all, Ling Yun would never leave Jiang Yun's side unless it was necessary.

Ling's mother gritted her teeth, determined not to let her son do anything stupid, "If he really dares to marry a dead body tomorrow, I will send someone to take him away."

"Just give him anesthesia to make him weak all over, and then keep him under strict surveillance to see how he tries to commit suicide."

Then he glared at Ling's father and Ling Zhi, "If you two dare to tip off, I will send someone to tie you up right now."

After saying that, he dragged the two men away with both hands, one on each side.

Early the next morning, Xiao Ziyi and Jingchen arrived at Jiang's residence. They sat in the hall, feeling a little overwhelmed, as the atmosphere was too weird.

Arriving earlier than the two of them were Ling's father, Ling's mother, and Ling Zhi. The three of them had dark circles under their eyes, and it was obvious that they did not sleep well.

There was nothing to say, just sitting there drinking tea and staring.

Everyone in the mansion changed into new clothes and was busy inside and outside, cleaning the house and putting up wedding characters.

Ah Sheng and Qin Zijun also changed into new clothes and were directing and supervising the work.

In addition, the restaurant's chef was invited to prepare a buffet in front of the mansion.

The red envelopes were generous, the troupe sang very hard, the beating of gongs and drums never stopped, and one had to lean in close and shout loudly to talk.

Ling Yun came to the door in a bright red wedding dress, thanked the neighbors who came to support her, and distributed a lot of wedding candies.

Now, almost half of the people in Yangzhou city know that this family is holding a wedding.

Not long after, Doctor Ye and the old couple Xue Lin also arrived. Ling Yun personally invited them in, settled the three of them, and then went to greet other guests.

There was another silence and awkwardness in the main hall, with only Xue Lin and Doctor Ye chatting casually.

Madam Ling finally couldn't stand it anymore. What about taking the long term view? It was all bullshit.

If this continues, everyone in Yangzhou will know that her son is crazy. She slammed the table and said, "I can't stand it anymore."

"If you and your son don't want to do it, then let me be the bad guy."

Everyone looked at each other and over here, wondering what was wrong with Ling's mother.

Ah Sheng quietly invited Ling Yun over to prevent the old lady from ruining the banquet.

As soon as Ling Yun entered the room, Ling's mother stood up, her eyes firm, "Fu Ran, take the Third Young Master away."

Fu Ran was General Ling's apprentice. He was skilled in martial arts and had always protected Madam Ling. He immediately stepped forward to greet her.

The mother sent people to beat her son, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether to help or not.

Ah Sheng and Qin Zijun were also a little troubled. After all, Fu Ran was a woman and not young anymore. If they took action, it would be disgraceful.

Besides, they use their numbers to bully the weak and even bully women. If this gets out, their reputation will be ruined.

Ling Yun had been neglecting practice recently and had been overworked for days, so he gradually fell behind. Fu Ran seized the opportunity and captured him with a grappling move.