EBE Chapter 177 Why
Chapter 177 Why
Chapter 177 By What Right?
The rear office of Hanshan County.
Zhang Shifang put on the wedding dress that Wang Wenzhou had sent, twirled around once, looked at Zhang Rong shyly, and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"
Zhang Rong smiled slightly and said, "This dress has a very unique style; I've never seen it before. It looks beautiful on you, Miss. I heard it was designed by your son-in-law. The fact that he sent someone to deliver the dress to you shows that he is a family-oriented person."
Zhang Shifang smiled knowingly, revealing her crooked, buck teeth.
If Wang Wenzhou saw that his fiancée's smile had a certain charm, he would definitely call off the engagement on the spot.
It's true that Wang Wenzhou gave the clothes, but he didn't actually give them to Zhang Shifang. He thought the girl with the youthful face and large breasts was Zhang Shifang. With so many benefits to marrying a beautiful woman, Wang Wenzhou wasn't stupid; why wouldn't he?
In the past few days, almost all the nobles of the Ming Dynasty have received invitations to Wang Wenzhou's wedding. The marriage between the Duke of Ying's mansion and the Earl of Xinjian's mansion is a matter of great importance, and everyone will give them face. Those who can attend the wedding in person will go in person, while those who are unable to will send their family members or nephews to Hanshan on their behalf.
As for the wedding preparations, Wang Wenzhou had no say in them. His mother, Madam Yang, told him to get as far away as possible. The last wedding Wang Wenzhou had tried to organize himself had resulted in many embarrassing mistakes. For Madam Yang, that was a cautionary tale.
Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and the day after tomorrow is Wang Wenzhou's wedding day.
These past few days have truly exhausted the soldiers of the sedan chair carrier battalion. Because Lord Wang is in a bad mood, he has his sedan chair carried around the streets aimlessly every day, not returning home until dark.
Wang Wenzhou took a sip of wine and said with heartache, "The groom is getting married, but the bride isn't you!"
Wang Wenzhou has been drowning his sorrows in alcohol these past few days. He has a habit of having Zhao Fengmin accompany him when he drinks. Now, Zhang Jiao has also joined in.
Zhang Jiao and Zhang Fengmin knelt on either side of Wang Wenzhou.
Zhang Jiao frowned and asked in confusion, "Husband, I'm the bride the day after tomorrow?"
Wang Wenzhou gently stroked Zhang Jiao's cheek and said with a smile, "Jiaojiao, be good, continue!"
Wang Wenzhou gently lowered his head; what he missed most right now was Liu Rushi. But being hurt by Liu Rushi was so bad it felt like he had depression.
Zhao Fengmin stared blankly at Wang Wenzhou, feeling deeply aggrieved. Wang Wenzhou had originally intended to marry her as well, but her mother wouldn't allow it. Madam Yang favored Zhang Jiao, and Zhang Jiao would also marry into the family on Wang Wenzhou's wedding. But Zhao Fengmin was absolutely out of the question.
In the words of Mother Yang, "You little bitch, how dare you enter the gates of our Xinjian Earl's Mansion? Does our Xinjian Earl's Mansion have no shame?"
Wang Wenzhou was in a bad mood because of Liu Rushi, so he had no interest in arguing with Yang Shi. He decided to let things be as they were and would find another opportunity to marry Zhao Fengmin later.
"Bang! Bang!" Someone knocked on the sedan chair from outside.
"What is it?" Wang Wenzhou asked, taking a sip of his drink.
"Young Master, it's me, Xiao Qiang. Master has arrived in Hanshan, and Madam wants you to come over tonight to welcome him," Wang Qiang said.
"I know!" Wang Wenzhou said irritably. He was really in a bad mood; the girl he liked not only wouldn't let him sleep with her, but also broke his heart.
"Young Master, it's getting late, let's go!" Wang Qiang advised.
"Alright!" Wang Wenzhou patted Zhang Jiao, then patted Zhang Fengmin, and said softly, "Get up, stop playing, get dressed, I'll take you to eat."
"Mmm!" Zhao Fengmin was overjoyed. This was the first time her parents had taken her to meet their family, her future in-laws, and she felt she had to make a good impression.
"My lord, I'd like to change my clothes first," Zhao Fengmin said softly.
Wang Wenzhou looked at Zhao Fengmin's nurse uniform and said with a smile, "Minmin, you don't need to change your clothes. You look very pretty in this outfit."
"Yes!" Zhao Fengmin nodded with a smile.
"Do I need to change my clothes?" Zhang Jiao asked.
Wang Wenzhou said with a smile, "Jiaojiao, you don't know, you look your best in your policewoman uniform."
"Hmm..." Zhang Jiao asked innocently, "Then, when we get married the day after tomorrow, should I wear a policewoman uniform too?"
"Pfft..." Wang Wenzhou found that Zhang Jiao was sometimes really cute and silly, and he liked this silly little crazy girl more and more.
"Good girl!" Wang Wenzhou gently hugged Zhang Jiao and said with a smile, "You have to wear a wedding dress to get married. I've already had someone send one over for you. Be a good girl and listen to me."
"Mmm!" Zhang Jiao nodded, a sweet smile playing on her lips.
Upon arriving at the county government office, Wang Wenzhou had drunk quite a bit and, supported by two beautiful women, staggered down from the sedan chair.
"Hello, Master!"
"Hello, sir!"
Because of the wedding preparations, the yamen runners and servants were very busy. When they saw Wang Wenzhou, they all greeted him.
Wang Wenhua stood at the door and saw Wang Wenzhou. He quickly went up to him and complained, "Boxin, come in quickly. Your second uncle is getting impatient."
When Wang Wenzhou entered the room, he saw his father, Wang Xianda, looking at him with a furrowed brow.
"Your son greets Father and Mother!" Wang Wenzhou greeted them with a cupped-hand salute.
Mother Yang's face fell; Bo Xin was becoming increasingly rude.
“Babies, hurry up and greet your father-in-law and mother-in-law,” Wang Wenzhou said to the two beautiful girls he was holding.
Zhang Jiao and Zhao Fengmin immediately knelt down.
"Your daughter-in-law Zhang Jiao (Zhao Fengmin) greets Father and Mother."
Without the beautiful woman's support, Wang Wenzhou stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"Nonsense!" Madam Yang said coldly, "Jiaojiao, how can you fool around with Boxin? You're getting married the day after tomorrow, how can you still be fooling around with him today? Someone, take Miss Zhang home."
"Yes!" Zhang Jiao pouted, glanced at Wang Wenzhou reluctantly, and went home with the help of two maids.
Zhao Fengmin knelt on the ground, feeling extremely embarrassed. She secretly glanced at Wang Wenzhou, her gaze questioning. Wang Wenzhou was drunk and had no idea what she meant.
"Who are you? Don't shout like that! The gates of my newly built Marquis's residence are not so easy to enter. Get out!" Madam Yang roared at Zhao Fengmin.
Zhao Fengmin burst into tears; she felt so wronged.
"Hey..." Wang Wenzhou pointed at Yang Shi and said irritably, "Mother, what do you mean? Minmin is your daughter-in-law, how can you talk like that?"
Zhao Fengmin looked at Wang Wenzhou with tears in her eyes. She was so moved that the adult was protecting her so much.
"Bang!" Wang Xianda slammed his hand on the seat in anger.
"Cough cough..." Old Wang was weak and started coughing again when he got angry, and he kept coughing.
"Master, please don't be angry!" Madam Yang quickly stepped forward and patted Old Wang's back with a kiss.
Wang Wenhua walked up to Wang Wenzhou and said coldly, "Boxin, stop making trouble. If you want to take her as a concubine, you'll have other opportunities later. Hurry up and find someone to send her away."
"Why should I? Am I the one getting married, or are you getting married? I can't decide who I want to marry, do I need your permission?" Wang Wenzhou cursed.
Wang Wenhua shook his head slightly; Sha Xiaowu had drunk too much. He turned and instructed, "Wang Qiang, take her home."
Wang Qiang quickly helped Zhao Fengmin up and whispered, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry. Let me take you home first. The young master likes you and won't refuse to marry you. There's plenty of time in the future."
“Yes!” Zhao Fengmin nodded.
"No way!" Wang Wenzhou roared.