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"Father, I saw that girl today. She is just as Shuo'er described. She is worthy of the General's Mansion and worthy of my son."

Dingbei Hou had respect for his eldest daughter-in-law. It would be fatal for a general on the battlefield to marry a flashy vase. If the backyard is unstable, troubles will arise from within the family, which is the root cause of the family's ruin.

Since his grandson likes it and his daughter-in-law is satisfied, there is nothing for him as a grandfather to object to.

"The betrothal gift should be increased by 20% according to the fixed amount. This 20% can be regarded as compensation for her to accommodate the injured."

The Yang family was not in a position to help, so they could only secretly help. Zheng Rong smiled and said, "I thanked my father on behalf of Weng Xiao."

Dingbei Hou waved his hand and said, "The girl is good, have you sorted out your household affairs?"

"He has completely cut off contact with his biological father, and his current household registration is clean. He usually goes out as his brother Weng Xiao, and the one who married into the Marquis' Mansion is his sister Weng Xi."

It is easy to hide such things from the lower levels, and it is also easy for the higher-ups to investigate. As long as nothing earth-shattering happens, no one will notice this little scholar.

"Then let's choose an auspicious day to propose marriage, and let the second brother do it personally."

"Yes. Father, after finishing this matter, I want to go to Jiangnan with Weng Xiao."

Marquis Dingbei looked up at his daughter-in-law. She had lived in Mobei for most of her life and had never enjoyed any of the wealth and glory of the Marquis' Mansion. She even gave birth to such an outstanding son. It was the Marquis' Mansion that owed her. Now she just wanted to go out for a walk. Naturally, there was nothing wrong with that.

"Bring a few more guards. If you are safe, Yang Shuo can focus on killing the enemy."

"Yes, thank you father."

Once the head of the family decides on something, it’s set in stone.

How to handle it? Just follow the rules. No one dares to neglect the marriage of the current general and future head of the family.

But everyone was very curious, what family would the future general's wife come from? After asking around, no one seemed to know... The less they knew about the details, the more outrageous the story became, and in the end, no one knew how many versions had evolved.

On the sixth day of July, Yang Shuo's second uncle, Yang Zhaochen, came in person and brought an official matchmaker to the mansion to propose marriage.

Things that had been agreed upon long ago, the four steps of accepting the marriage proposal, asking for the name, accepting the good news and accepting the betrothal gifts were completed at the same time.

According to the old marquis's original words, the general in their family was full of evil spirit, so the girl's horoscope would be better if it was stronger, so the step of matching the horoscopes could be skipped.

As a sworn brother, Debao cooperated with Weng Xiaoxiao, his biological "brother", to entertain the guests.

As Yang Shuo's second uncle, who had grown up with him, Yang Zhaochen treated his nephew like his own son and had a deep affection for him. Since his father and sister-in-law both agreed to the marriage, he had no choice but to object. But he always felt that this matter was too bizarre. Later, when he heard from his wife that Weng Xiao had practiced martial arts with Yang Lin, he felt that this girl was scheming and was cautious in every step, so he did not look happy when he came to the door.

But no matter what his expression was, the girl pretended not to see it, and continued to chat and laugh, handling the situation with ease, always being neither humble nor arrogant, and always knowing when to advance and retreat.

After chatting for a while, Yang Zhaochen was secretly convinced and understood better why this girl could catch Yang Shuo's eye and gain the approval of his father and sister-in-law.

With such magnanimity and vision, there is really no need to cling to the Marquis' Mansion. It is Yang Shuo who has vision and is blessed.

After thinking this through, Yang Zhaochen's face looked better and better.

The host family was happy, and the matchmaker became more eloquent, praising the bride to the skies. The whole ceremony was completed smoothly in a peaceful atmosphere, and everyone was happy.

The bond from the previous life, the promise in this life, we are no longer strangers.

......

"Sister, I will use all I have learned in my life to embroider the most beautiful wedding dress for you, worthy of your status as a general's wife." Kang Bao patted his chest and assured Weng Xiaoxiao.

The marriage was arranged, but Weng Xiaoxiao didn't know when the marriage would take place. As for her status, she was just Yang Shuo's wife.

"It will take at least two years before we get married, so take your time embroidering."

"Then sister has to wait until she is eighteen years old?" Kang Bao widened his eyes.

"What's wrong with eighteen? I think it's still a little early. You can get married at twenty."

"No, don't. At eighteen you're already an old maid. How can you wait until you're twenty? No, absolutely not." Kang Bao curled his lips, pretending to be a deep little adult.

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't want to continue this topic. "What does your brother think about Xiao Cui? I don't want to ask too much, as it would be like forcing him to make a decision."

Kang Bao showed an indescribable expression, "I think it's not that my brother doesn't like Sister Xiao Cui, it's just that he can't figure out his own thoughts and can't make up his mind."

Weng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said, "Should we give him a chance to test his feelings?"

After the Ghost Festival, they have to set off back to Yangzhou, as they don’t have much time left in the capital.

"Okay, okay, sister has the most ideas, just tell us." Kang Bao also likes Xiao Cui to be his sister-in-law, which is better than finding someone with unknown background.

"let me see......"

"Master, what's so difficult about this? Just say that Xiao Cui likes the guy and is about to get engaged. Then find someone who looks better than De Bao to act in the play, and that'll be it, right?"

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded, "That's a good idea. If Debao remains indifferent, none of us should mention this matter again."

The three of them began to plot against Debao.

......

"Debao, here, your old shoes are all frayed at the edges. Don't wear them when you go out. It's embarrassing for you as the shopkeeper." Xiao Cui handed over a pair of brand new cloth shoes.

Debao felt warm in his heart, but was too embarrassed to reach out to take it.

"Just think of it as my way of currying favor with the boss." Xiao Cui stuffed the shoes into Debao's arms and ran away.

Debao noticed the tears in Xiaocui's eyes and became even more flustered. Usually a talkative person, he was now as dull as a fool.

Aunt Chen felt very distressed to see her daughter like this.

Looking at Debao again, she couldn't understand this. She said she didn't care, but it didn't seem right...

"Mr. Chen, your daughter was hit by a car..."

Before Aunt Chen could ask, Debao stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm, "Uncle, is this Xiao Cui? Where is she?"

"Just around the corner from this street..."

Hearing this, Debao ran out, and his new pair of shoes fell to the ground and were kicked aside.

Aunt Chen followed closely behind and went out.

There were already quite a few people gathered at the corner.

"Please make way, please make way, we are the family members of the injured." Debao pushed away the crowd of onlookers.

When they heard that their relatives had arrived, everyone made way for them.

Xiao Cui lay on the ground motionless, with blood on her forehead.

The driver saw the family members coming and was afraid of being beaten, so he hurriedly explained, "It's none of my business, she just suddenly jumped out..."

Debao ignored the man, squatted down, and called Xiaocui softly a few times, but there was no response.