The beautiful woman in the quick transmigration novel has been targeted by the male lead again.

"Cry, cry, cry! This is such a wonderful thing, why are you crying!"

The middle-aged woman with a rough face was cursing and swearing.

Her fingers were dark yellow with large knuckles and thick calluses on her palms. Her clothes were very worn and patched all over, showing that she lived a hard life and was a farmer who worked hard year-round in the wind and sun.

This is a farmhouse in a village called Lianhua on the outskirts of Beijing. The house is quite old and the interior is very simple and somewhat dark. The windows were probably blown apart in a storm and are now covered with a few scraps of wood.

A few rays of light shone through the cracks in the wooden planks, illuminating the young woman who was sobbing inside the room.

She lay half-lying on the bed, also dressed in coarse cloth, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, her body trembling, revealing only half of her face and a section of her neck.

Her exposed skin was fair and delicate, like fine white jade under the light, which seemed particularly out of place in this simple and dilapidated hut, like a pearl covered in dust.

"I made you two new outfits, get up and try them on!"

The middle-aged woman carefully unfolded the clothes. This time, they were not made of coarse linen or cotton, but silk fabric specially bought from a shop in the city. These two sets of clothes alone were equivalent to the family's income for several months without eating or drinking.

She carefully touched the fabric; she had never worn such fine clothes in her entire life!

The young woman remained unmoved, lying on the bed and crying her heart out, her tears soaking the bed.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman impatiently scolded, "The Marquis's mansion is officially marrying you as their principal wife. This is an auspicious event, what more could you possibly want!"

The young woman suddenly raised her head, revealing a beautiful face. She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with rosy cheeks and bright red eyes. When she opened her mouth, she spoke in a sweet voice, "What do you mean by ancestral graves emitting auspicious smoke? That sickly boy might die tomorrow!"

"Chang Ning, you brat, are you out of your mind?!" The middle-aged woman was both shocked and furious, lowering her voice, "Watch out or I'll slap you in the face!"

The young woman named Chang Ning was startled. Her lips trembled a few times, and she leaned back down, silently shedding tears.

The current administration is not clean, the people are living in poverty, there are occasional civil unrest in various places, and the borders are not peaceful. However, the emperor values ​​civil officials over military ones, and there is only one military general in the capital, the heir of the Marquis of Zhenguo.

The ancestors of the Zhenguo Marquis's family followed the founding emperor in conquering the country. They had made great achievements in their military careers. After unifying the country, the founding emperor enfeoffed them as Dukes, and the title was to be inherited by their descendants. It was also stipulated that unless their descendants committed heinous crimes, the title would be inherited without fail and would never be downgraded.

However, when the previous Duke was quelling the rebellion on the frontier, his poor command on the battlefield led to heavy losses of 300,000 troops, and the Duke himself was seriously injured and died soon after.

The emperor was furious and originally wanted to confiscate the property and exterminate the clan, but after being persuaded by his court officials, he only demoted the title of Duke of Zhenguo to Marquis of Zhenguo, and the title was inherited by his descendants.

The Duke of Zhenguo has two sons. The eldest son, Shen Yanzheng, inherited the title and is now the new Marquis of Zhenguo. He is young, brave, and skilled in battle. He was born to his first wife.

The second son, Shen Yanping, was born to the second wife. As his name suggests, he was neither good at literature nor martial arts, and spent his days riding horses through the streets and indulging in pleasure.

Not long ago, something happened to him. He was perfectly healthy, but suddenly he was bedridden and couldn't get up. He consulted many doctors, and even the imperial physicians in the palace, but they couldn't do anything. He became weaker and weaker every day while lying in bed.

Rumors were rampant in the capital. Some said he had an incurable disease, others said he had been drained of his health by women, and still others said he had been haunted by a ghost. In short, even the rural areas near the capital had heard about it.

The old lady of the Marquis's mansion was extremely anxious about her son's condition and prayed to various temples.

Logically speaking, this matter has nothing to do with Chang Ning, a country girl, but she just couldn't escape her bad luck!

The Chang family had five children in total, one son and four daughters. Although they all survived, they still needed to eat, and the whole family relied on their small plot of land to make a living, so life was very difficult.

The couple worked hard all day long, but they could only keep their family from starving.

After the children grow up, daughters can be neglected, but the only son must be sent to school no matter what, in the hope that he will make a name for himself and carry on the family line.

Tuition fees cost money, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones cost money, and social obligations within the academy cost money. Where does the money come from?

So the eldest daughter was married off, and in return, she received a dowry.

The second and third years still required money, and the second and third daughters were married off one after another.

Fortunately, their son said he was quite talented in his studies and was often praised by his teacher, which comforted the couple and made them work even harder in the fields.

As their son made progress in his studies, he said that the rural private school was no longer suitable and that he wanted to transfer to an academy in the capital. The couple were both happy and sad.

Transferring to an academy in the capital would certainly be better, but that would mean needing a much larger sum of money!

The son is a scholar who doesn't do productive work, so even if the couple spends all day in the fields, they can't earn that much money.

But there's only one daughter left in the family!

I don't know how this daughter was born. She was fair-skinned and tender from a young age. Everyone who saw her praised her for her good looks, saying she was like a pageboy under Guanyin. But even if she was the reincarnation of Guanyin, it wouldn't solve the problem at hand!

The son sent word back several times asking for money, and the couple's initial reluctance gradually disappeared.

Although Changning was not very good at farm work or housework, she could see through her parents' plans. She cried all night, and the next day she took the few coins she had managed to hide and went to a temple in the suburbs of Beijing that was said to be very effective.

I drew a fortune stick and then gritted my teeth and spent money to have an old monk interpret it, asking about my future marriage prospects.

Will they end up like their older sister, never having enough to eat or wear, working in the fields during the day and doing housework at night, and occasionally getting beaten black and blue?

Like her second older sister, she gave birth to a daughter with her first child, her second child died after birth, her third child died before the baby was a month old, and now she is pregnant with her fourth child.

If that's the case, she might as well find a Taoist temple and become a nun!

Chang Ning sat opposite the old monk, gave him his birth date and time, and waited anxiously for his result.

The old monk's white eyebrows drooped to his chin. He calculated with his fingers for a long time before finally opening his eyes and saying, "Young lady, your destiny is noble, and your marriage is a match made in heaven. Excellent, excellent!"

Chang Ning was happy for several days, feeling that the money she spent was worthwhile. But before she could even suggest meeting someone, she was suddenly met with terrible news!

People from the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion came, saying they wanted to hire her as the principal wife of the Marquis's second son, leaving behind one hundred taels of silver, and told her to come back in three days to pick her up.

a bolt from the blue!

Everyone knows that the second young master of the Marquis's mansion has been bedridden for months. It's called a betrothal, but anyone with eyes can see that it's a marriage to ward off bad luck!

Even so, it still aroused the envy of many people in the village. To ordinary people, the prefect was already a very important official. It was a noble family, and it was like becoming a phoenix by flying to the top!

The whole village came to congratulate her, saying that Fourth Sister had been beautiful since she was little and that she was destined for a good life!

Chang's parents were overjoyed. Putting everything else aside, one hundred taels of silver was real money; they had never seen so much money in their lives. Most importantly, it solved their son's urgent problem!

No one cared what Chang Ning thought. She was locked in her room. Three days later, the Marquis's mansion sent a carriage over, and Chang Ning was taken up with two sets of newly made clothes.