EBE Chapter 130 2 My Sister's Wedding
Chapter 130 2 My Sister's Wedding
Qiao Qingle squinted at her second sister, who kept smiling.
The smile was meaningful, and Qingqiao felt a little uneasy. She lowered her head shyly and clasped her hands.
But then Qiao Qingshu asked.
"Who was that scholar in blue robes at the back alley entrance yesterday? He actually waited for you, Second Sister, for three hours."
Upon hearing this, Qingqiao looked up in a panic, then knelt down in front of Qiao Qingshu with a thud.
"Big sister, big sister, I didn't meet with any other men, I really didn't."
"Qiao'er will never dare to do it again, and this will never happen again!"
Yesterday, Qiao Qingshu was standing on the attic digesting her food when she saw a man standing in the alley leading from the back door to the alley entrance.
The man was thin and frail, but his face was exceptionally handsome. Qiao Qingshu didn't pay much attention to him at first, but the more she looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the man was none other than Zhou Quanshu, the former Grand Secretary of the Qing Dynasty.
This week, the protagonist, a man from a humble background, possessed extraordinary talent and passed the imperial examination three years later with top honors!
This week, the entire book begins with a minor official position, progressing step by step. After Qiao Qingshu becomes empress, he displays astonishing talent and is promoted by Qiao Qingshu, leading to a smooth career path.
However, the Grand Secretary remained unmarried throughout his life, and Qiao Qingshu had tried to arrange a marriage for him, but he refused.
He said that he had always had a woman in his heart, but that woman had already married and passed away. He was determined to never marry for the sake of that woman.
Qiao Qingshu saw Zhou Quanshu waiting in the back alley of her house for three hours before her second sister's personal maid secretly slipped out, handed him a letter, and then Zhou Quanshu left.
Seeing this, Qiao Qingshu realized that the woman who made Zhou Quanshu remain unmarried for life might be her second younger sister, Qiao Qingqiao.
At this moment, Qingqiao was so frightened that she knelt down in front of her, trembling all over.
Qiao Qingshu gently helped her up.
"Qiao'er, tell me everything, how exactly did you meet that young master?"
Qingqiao had an inexplicable trust in her older sister, and she told her everything without hesitation.
It turned out that Qingqiao's monthly allowance was often taken by Aunt Chen, leaving Qingqiao in dire straits. She then thought of selling her calligraphy and paintings as a way to make a living.
She often made paintings and calligraphy and had her personal maid take them to outside bookstores to sell on consignment, earning some money every month.
She used the money to buy clothes, quilts, and other necessities for her brother, and she also saved some as her own private savings.
She knew that her own mother, Aunt Chen, was selfish and didn't care about their lives. She wasn't Bai Chanzi's biological daughter, so she didn't dare to beg or plead with Bai Chanzi.
Even Qiao Qingshu had never been asked for anything by her second younger sister.
Qiao Qingshu suddenly realized that her second younger sister was far too proud and self-respecting.
Because of the excellent calligraphy and painting, the paintings and calligraphy sold quickly, which made Qiao Qingqiao very happy.
Later, the shopkeeper spread the word that her calligraphy and paintings had recently been bought by a scholar, who would always come to buy them as soon as new works arrived.
Qiao Qingqiao became curious and one day, on a whim, went to the shop to see who appreciated her calligraphy and paintings.
So they met Zhou Quanshu in the shop. Although Qingqiao was wearing a white gauze hat at the time, a gust of wind still allowed the two young people to see each other's faces clearly.
For the first time, Qingqiao felt her heart race, and her face flushed with embarrassment. She quickly returned home with her maid, Huamei.
But this also taught the scholar that Qiao Qingqiao was a daughter of the Qiao family of the Marquis's mansion.
He used calligraphy and painting to express his feelings, writing many letters to Qingqiao, but Qingqiao never replied to a single one.
She knew she couldn't make her own decisions about her marriage, and she never gave Mr. Zhou any hope.
After the harrowing incident at Wanfu Temple a few days ago, Qiao Qiao was filled with lingering fear. It was Zhou Quanshu's letters that gave her immense strength during the night when she was crying in anguish.
She finally wrote back to Zhou Quanshu, expressing her gratitude.
But the letter contained nothing more than some greetings and words of thanks.
Qingqiao even wrote that she didn't want to delay him and asked Young Master Zhou not to come anymore.
When Qingqiao finished recounting these events through sobs, a smile appeared on Qiao Qingshu's lips.
This man is so devoted and learned; what a wonderful match he would be with.
This man will become the top scholar in the imperial examination in three years, and will rise rapidly in his official career. If Qingqiao could marry him, wouldn't that be a perfect match?
In her previous life, Qingqiao married into Prince Jing's mansion as a concubine, where she was tortured beyond recognition and didn't even leave behind a child.
He was oppressed and tortured in the inner quarters, and decades of his prime youth were wasted.
In this life, she has escaped that hellhole, and Qiao Qingshu really wants to help her find a good home again.
A comprehensive book is an excellent choice.
Seeing Qingqiao crying with tears streaming down her face and looking panicked, she quickly helped her up and said...
"Qiao'er, you're not young anymore, it's time for you to get engaged."
"I am still unmarried and manage the affairs of the Qiao family, so I have some power. If you trust me, I will help you arrange your marriage."
A hint of surprise flashed in Qiao Qingqiao's eyes.
"Big sister, if you can help me get engaged, I will recognize whoever you choose."
Qiao Qingqiao now trusts her older sister almost unconditionally; she wouldn't hesitate to ask Qiao Qingshu to jump into a fire pit without hesitation.
She had actually thought about her own marriage, but now that Aunt Chen was gone, there was no one to scheme against her for the time being.
However, after the eldest sister gets married, the power to manage the household will return to the old lady, and her marriage will be entirely decided by her.
Old Madam Qiao never thought much of her two illegitimate granddaughters, and she rarely even gave them a proper look when they came to pay their respects.
Qiao Qingqiao had already foreseen that although she had escaped a calamity, her future marriage would not be to a good family.
She accepted her fate, neither arguing nor making a fuss, and quietly waited to face her destiny.
Qiao Qingshu looked at her and smiled.
"That scholar seems to be from a poor family. Qiao'er, would you be willing to marry him?"
When her older sister asked that question, Qiao Qingqiao's face turned bright red.
She had feelings for Mr. Zhou; they shared a deep connection in calligraphy and painting, had a great understanding of each other, and were both aware of it.
Qiao Qingqiao felt both shy and embarrassed.
"It's all up to you, eldest sister. Qiao'er isn't afraid of being poor."
Qiao Qingshu then burst into laughter.
"Okay, okay, that's exactly what I've been waiting for you to say."
"This marriage is not difficult. I will find this scholar to discuss this matter another day."
Qingqiao blushed even more, reaching out to cover her face, trying to hide the rosy blush.
Qiao Qingshu smiled and took her hand, saying...
“Let’s hold our wedding together then. I’m afraid that if we postpone it, my grandmother might cause some trouble.”
Qiao Qingqiao lowered her head and said softly,
"It's all up to you, big sister. I'm fine with anything."