Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Huh? Are all Tang people like this? She was completely confused. Why did Cui Bianxu suddenly come to propose marriage? Every time she made a move before, he was always hesitant and playing hard to get.

She thought Cui Bianxu liked the ambiguous period before falling in love and was mentally prepared for a long-term battle. What went wrong?

The tug of war ended suddenly, and there must be a reason for the leather pants being put over the cotton pants.

Jiang Shangxian's heart was beating like thunder and he couldn't control his expression at all. He lowered his head and pretended to be shy as he followed silently. He kept trying to recall whether he had become good friends with Cui Bianxu but had forgotten about it?

With a dull thud, he bumped into a hard back. Looking up, he saw it was Cui Bianxu. He had stopped walking and turned to look at him at some point.

Cui Bianxu was actually quite nervous. He was about 99% sure that Jiang Shangxian was also interested in him, but in this kind of situation, he could not relax until the dust settled. It was like a fight. Before he completely defeated his opponent, the opponent might come back at any time.

"Cough cough."

He coughed uncomfortably twice and was just about to take the opportunity to say a few words to Jiang Shangxian when Jiang's mother suddenly appeared out of nowhere, holding a pot of hot water in her hand. She exaggeratedly asked Cui Bianxu about his well-being: "Oh! What's wrong with Cui Shaoqing? It's so cold in February. Did you catch a cold? Come on, come inside and have a cup of hot water first. I'll go make some ginger tea!"

Jiang Shangxian just watched as the caring Cui Bianxu was forcibly taken away after he coughed twice, his face flushed and embarrassed, and his two eyebrows, which had been forgotten to be trimmed for several days and had grown stray hairs, were twisted.

Just now she also wanted to ask Cui Bianxu what was going on. Even if he suddenly came to his senses and wanted to obey her, why didn't he tell her in advance?

What's the point of proposing marriage so openly? She's not even ready to get married!

In the room, Old Madam Xia and the official mediator sat together, Cui Bianxu sat at the bottom, Jiang Wangri and Xia Zhenying stood beside them, and the guards came in, put down two large cages and several boxes, and then left.

As soon as the matchmakers left, he took out a letter of marriage proposal and handed it to Old Lady Xia with both hands: "My son has a benevolent heart and has given his wife to Cui Yi. The Cui family has a ritual from their ancestors, so I am here to ask for the betrothal gift."

Seeing that Old Lady Xia took it, she looked at the expressions of the Jiang family and felt a little disdain in her heart. This family just gave birth to a good daughter, but a family of ordinary people could marry a man from the Cui family.

When she was first called there, she was just considered a concubine of the Cui family!

But Cui Bianxu was still sitting there, so she didn't dare show it. She pointed at the pair of wild geese on the ground with her handkerchief and burst into praise: "It's Mr. Cui's skill. It's only the beginning of spring, and he was able to get a pair of live geese. Look at how agile they are, and they're not hurt at all. If it were someone else, they would definitely use wild ducks, wooden geese, or wooden ducks to fool them."

At this time, the wild geese had not yet returned from their flight south, so it was not easy to get a pair of live geese, not to mention there were several large boxes, which were probably the marriage proposal gifts prepared by Cui Bianxu. Therefore, although Mrs. Xia could hear the envy and sourness in her words, she did not take it to heart at all.

At this moment, the old lady only felt that her family's big thing was finally accomplished. If such a good thing was accomplished, there would be many people who would say sour words. She had already prepared herself mentally: Go ahead and be sour, no matter how sour you are, the son of the Cui family is still the son-in-law of my Jiang family!

Seeing that she still didn't speak, the official media secretly complained in their hearts that the old lady of the Jiang family was really good at putting on an act. She must have been very happy in her heart, but she still didn't give in!

But when she came, Cui Bianxu had said that this matter must succeed and not fail, and he also gave her a big red envelope. The official matchmaker had no choice but to keep trying. Her tone was up and down, like singing an opera, and she wanted to let her cry out to the outside world: "In addition to the pair of wild geese, there are also eight sets of gold and silver head ornaments, two boxes of hairpins and rings, twenty-eight rolls of colorful satin, twenty-eight rolls of silk, eighteen sets of clothes for each of the four seasons, and a thousand taels of silver as a gift..."

The more she spoke, the more upset she became. She glanced at Jiang Shangxian, who had his head bowed, several times. She really couldn't see what was so special about this young lady in men's clothing. Before she came, she had thought that since she could be a commoner and be able to charm the young master of the Cui family into marrying her, she must be a peerless beauty. But now, she saw that she was just a little beauty, who looked very happy.

"Jiulang, thank you for your trouble." Old Madam Xia listened calmly, nodded with satisfaction to Cui Bianxu, and changed her address from Cui Shaoqing to Jiulang freely.

Cui Bianxu's ears turned red and hot when he heard this. He knew what was going on. Old Madam Xia nodded, which meant that most of it was agreed. He hurriedly stood up and saluted like a young boy, "Grandmother, you are so kind. This is a rule that I dare not forget."

Xia Zhenying bared her teeth when she heard this, and desperately took out the upper string of the pestle, making faces: Look, Cui Shaoqing usually doesn't talk, but he changed his address so quickly when he opened his mouth!

Jiang Shangxian, whose stomach was burning and his back was sweating from nervousness, dodged to the side when she prodded him. He bumped into the still-dazed Jiang Wangri, who asked foolishly, "Sister, what is Cui Shaoqing doing?"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Shangxian warned softly, and in just three seconds, he finished the action of grabbing his neck with his right hand and covering his mouth with his left hand. When everyone turned their eyes to him, he pushed the little brother to the ground with a backhand: "Hey, Erlang, you kid, why did you fall again!"

"Sister, you..." Jiang Wangri was completely stunned. He felt that he was probably hallucinating. Everything in front of him was fake, it must be fake!

Before he could finish his words, Xia Zhenying, who rushed over to help him, covered his mouth with hers and said with concern, "Erlang, are you hurt from the fall? Oops, you bit your tongue! Come, let your cousin help you take a look!"

Old Lady Xia cast a satisfied look at her granddaughter: Look, her granddaughter is still smart. Erlang is a child who has not been beaten enough and his brain is not smart.

"Pan'er is stupid and cannot be taught. My son has ordered me to do this, and I dare not refuse." Old Lady Xia retracted her gaze and said something to the official media, agreeing to the matter.

Then she stood up and took out the engagement letter that had been prepared long ago from a box and handed it to the official matchmaker. She had prepared this engagement letter since the Jiang family officially decided to take down Cui Bianxu. Jiang Shangxian's name and horoscope were written on it, and she had been waiting for today!

The wedding in the Tang Dynasty can be roughly divided into six steps: accepting the bride's proposal, asking for the bride's name, accepting the good news, accepting the betrothal gift, asking for the date, and welcoming the bride. Today, the official media came to accept the bride's proposal and ask for the bride's name. The eight characters need to be compared to see if there is any conflict.

Jiang Shangxian didn't find a chance to talk to Cui Bian throughout the whole process. Even Jiang's mother was afraid that she might say something wrong, so she didn't dare to say a word. She just stood there excitedly, almost fainting, with the handkerchief in her hand twisted into a knot.