The first time in history

He held Qian Mingduo's hand tightly and questioned, "Even if the county magistrate is wise and has controlled his second son, why would he become sworn brothers with you for this matter? Why would he give us such a valuable gift?"

"Brother Zhou Jun," Diao Chan's crystal tears sparkled in her eyes, "I think you are just telling us stories, I don't believe it. I don't know what kind of injustice you have suffered, please don't hide it from me, just tell me quickly..." Diao Chan couldn't help but shed tears.

Seeing how much Diao Chan felt sorry for him, his heart softened. Originally, he didn't want to tell the truth to Diao Chan and her father. But in this situation, he had to tell the truth. Otherwise, he couldn't give Diao Chan and her father a convincing explanation.

So, Qian Mingduo went into the county magistrate's study and told the father and daughter everything from the moment he entered the city.

"Zhou Jun." The old man was silent for a while before he asked quietly, "Do you really have such a mysterious uncle? I've never heard your parents talk about him."

"Old man" Qian Mingduo smiled and said, "Since the letter I wrote to the county governor, nothing I said was true. I did this because I understand this social structure very well."

He sighed deeply and continued, "If an ordinary person wants to argue with the government, and the one who is a high-ranking official like the county magistrate who holds the power of life and death over an area...he has no chance of winning."

"I can only take an unconventional approach and try to win at a risky cost." Qian Mingduo smiled bitterly. "These are the only possible solutions?"

"Will the county magistrate find out about these things in the future?" Diao Chan asked anxiously, "If one day the county magistrate finds out that Brother Zhou Jun is deceiving him, then he..."

"I won't give him a chance to deal with me." Qian Mingduo said confidently, "I had already thought of it when I was lying on the donkey cart. The county magistrate won't see through it for the time being, because even if he wants to investigate this matter, it will take time. I don't think he dares to investigate openly, because the identity of the mysterious man I assumed for him is enough to scare him. If he wants to investigate, he can only do it quietly in private."

"He would not dare to get married to us. Then I will sell the land and property together. Then we will leave here together and go somewhere else... No matter where we go, it is better for us to go to the city. Sell a property in the city and open a small business."

"Okay!" Diao Chan said excitedly, "But...if that happens, we won't have any land to farm?"

"After we get married, I think it won't be long before you will..." Qian Mingduo gestured at his big belly and said jokingly, "How can you go to the fields to do farm work? Just stay at home and take good care of yourself!"

"Ha, ha, ha," the old man laughed and said, "That's right. You'll be pregnant by then, and it won't be convenient for you to work in the fields. Let's just listen to Zhou Jun's arrangements."

"Yeah!" Diao Chan blushed and looked at Qian Mingduo, then nodded.

It was already mid-autumn in August. Qian Ming stood on the porch, watching the smoke rising from the kitchen chimney. He knew that this was the hardworking Diao Chan preparing dinner again.

Diao Chan married on the second day of this month. On the wedding day, Qian Mingduo held a big banquet and invited all the neighbors. He also specially posted a striking note at the gate of his courtyard, on which was written in large and flamboyant characters: "Those who bring gifts are not allowed to enter, those who congratulate are welcome to come in!"

This action aroused everyone's curiosity and discussion, but the Zhou family was the most famous local gentry here. Everyone just thought that Zhou Jun looked down on the gifts from the villagers, but did not understand the compassionate meaning of Zhou Jun's action.

Villagers from all over the country came to support Zhou Jun, and the lively banquet did not end until the first watch. Although the wine of the Eastern Han Dynasty was similar to the current fermented glutinous rice, it had almost no alcohol content. But after drinking more than a dozen bowls, Qian Mingduo was also slightly drunk.

After seeing off the last wave of guests, Qian Mingduo carefully closed the courtyard door, as if to block out the noise and disturbance from the outside world. His footsteps were slow and steady as he slowly walked into the house. The door slowly closed in his hands, as if a gentle curtain was falling for this quiet moment.

Inside the house, his Diao Chan was wearing a dazzling phoenix coronet and a bright red veil on her head, like a delicate flower blooming in the night.

She sat quietly on the bed, her posture dignified and elegant, waiting for her lover with great anticipation. Her slightly lowered eyes were gleaming with shyness and yearning, as if containing endless tenderness and affection.

Qian Mingduo slowly walked to the bedside, his heart surging, he knew very well that the person in front of him was Diao Chan, one of the four great beauties in ancient times, a beauty that countless people could not even dream of. His hands trembled slightly, his heart was full of nervousness and anticipation, being able to tie the knot with Diao Chan, it was like being in a dream.

Diao Chan sat on the edge of the bed, her heart pounding. She knew that she would spend her life with the man she loved, and she had expectations for the future, but she also felt a little shy as a bride.

Qian Mingduo gently lifted Diao Chan's red veil with his slightly trembling hands. Diao Chan's stunning face was illuminated by two huge red candles, making her look even more charming. Her eyes were as bright as autumn water, and her red lips were slightly pursed, as if she was angry or happy.

Qian Mingdu was stunned for a moment, and only came back to his senses after a while, and said softly: "Pretty pig, today you are my wife. You are the wife I will love for the rest of my life!"

Hearing this, Diao Chan's face flushed, she nodded slightly, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "My husband Diao Chan will also love me for the rest of my life, until the end of my life!"

The two looked at each other, deeply affectionate, as if nothing in the world mattered anymore. Qian Mingduo gently took Diao Chan's hand, and the warmth between them conveyed their feelings. They sat opposite each other, and their eyes were filled with deep affection.

As the night deepened and the candle wax dried up, the warmth and love in the house became stronger and stronger, until the moonlight filtered through the window and sprinkled on the newlyweds, witnessing their sweetness and happiness.

Although the two had made love before, the joy they experienced on their wedding night was still unforgettable for them.

"Why are you grinning so foolishly?" Diao Chan walked out of the kitchen with the food in her hand. Seeing Qian Mingduo standing under the porch grinning foolishly, she asked softly, "What are you thinking about? Why are you grinning so warmly?"

"I'm thinking about the night I married you!" Qian Mingduo took the bowl and chopsticks and said softly, "That's a night I will remember for the rest of my life. And it was on that full moon night that we had our first time..."

"Hmm..." Diao Chan covered her face shyly and said coquettishly: "Don't say that anymore, I'm embarrassed..."

Qian Mingduo, the "conceited pig", gave Diao Chan a deep kiss on her hair. "It's fucking worth it to have you by my side in this life!"

"Diao Chan can marry a husband." She raised her eyes and looked at Qian Mingduo affectionately. "It is the greatest blessing in Diao Chan's life."

After Diao Chan finished speaking, she snuggled into Qian Mingduo's arms, and the two hugged each other tightly.