Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

Ji Nuan thought: Song Jinbai's mother treated her sincerely. Everyone sent to her was a talented person. She had to find some good things as return gifts to express her gratitude.

She glanced joyfully at the four Snowflake sisters, then instructed Xi Que, "For the next two days, you will be responsible for helping them familiarize themselves with the house. Also, teach them how to keep records in the new account book. Now, take them to their new place to settle down."

Magpie responded and led the four sisters, Snow Flower, out of the front hall.

Seeing that nothing was wrong here and that Ji's mother still seemed a little afraid of the Xiaoyao Sword, Ji Nuan said something to Ji's mother and went out with the Xiaoyao Sword.

"Come on, I'll take you to my secret base. I've hidden some good wine there. Let's dig up a couple of jars and I'll treat you to barbecue tonight."

Ji Nuan looked carefree and didn't care about anything at all. She didn't look like a girl who was about to get married.

She and Xiaoyao Jian played every day after they were full, slept when they were tired, and went out to fight if they had a disagreement. After the fight, they drank together. Their life was extremely comfortable.

If she hadn't received letters from Song Jinbai every night, she would probably have really forgotten the time for the engagement.

On the sixth day of August, the front of the Song residence was bustling with activity and a festive atmosphere.

Large wooden boxes tied with red silk were carried out from the main gate like a stream of water. The number of them was staggering.

The road to Taohua Village requires passing through the bustling South Street, which is crowded. In order to ensure that the betrothal gift team can pass smoothly, Song Huai took two people on horseback and led the way.

Song Jinbai personally carried the cage containing the wild geese and rode on horseback side by side with his uncle Shen Songyang.

Behind them was a large, richly decorated nanmu carriage with a canopy and a magnificent tripod, and gently swaying fragrant gauze curtains. It looked noble and luxurious. Inside sat Shen Songhe and her servant.

Behind the carriage were countless betrothal gift boxes, like a long dragon, winding through the street, causing pedestrians to give way and stand on both sides.

Such a spectacular procession of betrothal gifts naturally attracted many people who stopped to watch. They marveled at the generosity of the betrothal gifts, and some were curious to see how many people were carrying them. However, when they tried to count them, they found that they could not count them all. There was a constant stream of boxes being carried out from the Song residence.

Some brave passers-by couldn't help but come forward and ask questions of the Song family guards escorting the betrothal gift team on both sides.

Song Shiqi gritted his teeth and shouted, "The prefect is offering betrothal gifts today. Fellow villagers, please make way for us! The betrothal gifts are 120 pieces, and the line is too long. We are delaying everyone's journey to the market. Please understand and forgive us!"

The news spread quickly among the crowd, causing an even greater sensation. People were discussing and marveling at the importance the prefect attached to this marriage and the extravagance of the betrothal gifts.

For a long time, people have been talking about the time when Miss Chen got married twenty years ago. Mr. Chen felt sorry for his daughter marrying far away, so he gave her a dowry of sixty loads, which caused a sensation in the whole city at that time.

But now, the prefect used 120 loads of betrothal gifts to get married, which was an unprecedented grand occasion.

The onlookers speculated about the background and talent of this woman who had caught the prefect's eye to deserve such a generous betrothal gift.

"With such a grand ceremony, whose daughter is he going to marry? There was no news about it before." Someone wondered.

"Isn't this probably the standard for marrying a royal princess?" someone sighed.

"Did you see the cage that young man is carrying? It's not filled with geese, but a real pair of wild geese. You know how hard it is to find wild geese here." Someone else pointed at the cage in Song Jinbai's hand, marveling at the preciousness and rarity of the wild geese.

These discussions intertwined together, creating a lively scene.

As for Song Jinbai, who is the prefect who is offering marriage proposal today, his deeds are also being praised by the people.

Less than six months after taking office, he wiped out the bandit camp that had been causing trouble for years, eliminating a threat to the people. At the same time, he also investigated the crimes of the previous prefect, who had committed corruption, bribery, and allowing his son to commit crimes, bringing clarity and justice to the city.

In addition, some people with attentive eyes also noticed that the Tongpan was also investigated by the officials a few days ago, and is now suspended from work and at home awaiting punishment from higher authorities.

Ordinary people do not know about Song Jinbai's powerful background. They only see that the current prefect is not afraid of power and enforces the law impartially, so he deserves their love and blessings.

Among the crowd of onlookers, some sent their blessings to Song Jinbai, but of course there were also some who gritted their teeth.

Shen Mingzhu had been out shopping with her maid when she encountered a huge procession of betrothal gifts on the street. Out of curiosity, she stopped to watch, but she didn't expect that the person who was going to marry and pay the betrothal gifts was Song Jinbai. She was so angry that she wanted to rush over and crush every big box.

Shen Mingzhu's jealousy and anger burned like a raging fire, nearly devouring her. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, yet she seemed to feel no pain.

"How could he marry someone else? Which vixen seduced Lord Song?" She cursed in a low voice, her tone full of malice and unwillingness.

The maidservant beside her saw this and was worried. She knew Shen Mingzhu's temper very well and was afraid that she would get into trouble again due to her impulsiveness. So she quickly tried to persuade her:

"Miss Cousin, don't be impulsive. Let's go back and tell the master and his wife about this and let them help you find a solution."

The maid knew in her heart that even the master could not interfere with who Mr. Song married. But in the current situation, she could only calm Shen Mingzhu down and take her back first.

After hearing what the maid said, Shen Mingzhu knew that acting impulsively would not solve the problem. She could only suppress the anger and unwillingness in her heart and quietly left the crowd with the maid.