Wei Sidao knows that Youtong's reputation is too bad, so he tries to make up for it with the dowry, from silk and satin, gold and silver utensils, to land and servants, everything is well prepared, and he also picks a few valuable ones from the betrothal gift and adds them back.
He has been studying since he was a child, with a character that is upright and strict. Now he is the deputy director of the Ministry of War, and he is full of thoughts on the world's maps and beacons, rarely asking about the inner courtyard. Before, when Youtong made a fool of herself, he was extremely angry and felt that his daughter was unworthy. Now that his daughter is about to get married, he seldom shows up, and it is unknown whether he is indifferent or intentionally avoiding his daughter.
Only Zhen Shi is reluctant to part, so Youtong often goes to accompany her and tease her younger brother who is three years younger than her.
In the blink of an eye, it is the end of the month and the wedding date. The road from the capital to Qizhou is far away, and the Fu family sent someone to pick her up two days earlier.
Youtong bids farewell to her parents, takes the accompanying dowry, and is escorted by the Fu family all the way, arriving in Qizhou on the 30th as agreed.
...
When she was in the capital, due to the storm in December, Youtong was confined to the house by the old lady. Apart from occasionally being taken by Zhen Shi to offer incense and attend banquets, she rarely went out. In her spare time, she could only entertain herself with delicious food and knew very little about the outside world. The original owner was full of love between men and women, only thinking about spending time in the moonlight, and in these years, he rarely paid attention to the court and the world, so before she got married, Youtong only felt that although the emperor was mediocre, the world was relatively peaceful.
But she was surprised when she went east this time.
The capital is relatively calm with the f*******n army stationed, but more than two hundred miles outside the capital, the surroundings are not peaceful.
First, there were mountain bandits on the way causing trouble, and the common people fled in groups, and then there was a murder case in the inn, but the government turned a blind eye and protected the culprit. Youtong listened to the common people's discussions and realized that the outside world has become chaotic.
Fortunately, the Fu family in Qizhou is feared, and although she has been disturbed several times along the way, there is no major incident.
According to the customs of Qizhou, the wedding ceremony is arranged at dusk. The Fu family is in charge of the region, and there are many guests on the wedding day, so they can't be delayed for a moment. Youtong rushed to get there, and after entering the city, she didn't even have time to drink water before being stuffed into the sedan chair, and was carried to the front door of the Fu family amidst the lively and noisy drum music.
The sound of firecrackers is deafening. After the sedan chair stopped, the matchmaker lifted the curtain and came to help her.
Youtong straightened her wedding dress, stepped out and stood firmly, looked up, and saw a group of people's shadows through the red cover, whispering to each other. There was a person standing in front of the government door like a lone pine, with a stern appearance, as dignified as Mount Hua, and the wedding dress on him was particularly upright and tall.
This person is naturally the Fu Yu who is famous for his bravery and good fighting in the court and the country.
Seeing her, Fu Yu frowned impatiently, turned to the side, and left a disrespectful back.
Such a casual and subtle action made the distant Youtong feel a thump in her heart.
The lively music of drums, and flutes remained as bustling as ever. Youtong glanced at the vague, cold figure outside her red veil and silently took the red silk handed to her by the matchmaker.
Today, she was dressed in a red wedding gown. She was pulled out of bed by Aunt Xu before dawn and dressed in her wedding clothes after being groomed by the matchmaker. Throughout this journey, although she had a little food at noon, she was still tired from the long travel and had to sit properly to avoid crushing her wedding dress, making her body particularly sore and unbearable.
At this moment, she felt empty in her stomach, and with the heavy phoenix crown pressed on her head, she was exhausted and tired. How could she care about these things?
So, she held the matchmaker's hand, stepped over the fire basin, and then entered the mansion with Fu Yu, each holding one end of the red silk.
On both sides of the courtyard were guests who came to congratulate, men in formal attire and women in beautiful jewelry, all of whom were local noble families. In the faint scent of powder and fragrance, the warm evening breeze blew over, and it was actually mixed with the aroma of food from the banquet in the neighboring courtyard, the sauced meat, and the thick soup. Youtong sniffed a couple of times, and the delicious food appeared in front of her eyes, making her feel even more hungry.
Unfortunately, in such an occasion, she could not make a mistake in etiquette.
— Especially for someone like her who was married with a tarnished reputation.
So, she forcibly endured and refreshed herself, moved her steps lightly, and behaved in a dignified and steady manner, bowing to the hall according to the rules, and was escorted to the bridal chamber by the crowd.
The Fu family prepared the wedding without revealing any flaws, and it was quite grand inside and outside. In the bridal chamber, the red candles were burning high, and the aloeswood was faintly fragrant. At a glance, the furniture, curtains, and bead curtains were all exquisite.
The old lady of the Fu family, accompanied by several female guests, came to talk and laugh. After the ceremony of spreading the account was over, she left leisurely.
Fu Yu seemed reluctant to stay here for a long time, stood silently for a while, and when the noise outside was gone, he also left.
Youtong struggled to hold on until now, feeling tired and hungry, and felt dizzy. It was not easy to hear the door close, and she breathed a sigh of relief. So, she told the matchmaker to let the others wait outside, and only kept Chuncao beside her. After the bead curtain fell, she secretly took off the phoenix crown and took some cakes and tea on the table to fill her stomach.
The hustle and bustle that followed had nothing to do with her as the bride.
...
The Fu family dominates one side, and Fu Yu is a brave general who has made a name for himself in the enemy army. No matter what Youtong's reputation is, this marriage was arranged by the Fu family and must be grand. From dusk to midnight, there were hundreds of tables of banquets outside, and the generals and relatives took turns to toast. Even through several layers of courtyards, you could still hear the laughter occasionally coming with the wind.
Youtong sat on the couch, listening to the movements outside, and felt uneasy in her heart after all.
Finally, when it was late at night, the red candles gradually turned into piles of wax tears, and finally some footsteps were heard in the night wind outside.
Fu Yu seemed to deliberately step heavily. The maids and maids in the outer room heard it and quickly stood up straight, respectfully. Youtong did not dare to show the flaw, quickly lifted the phoenix crown covered with the red veil, and sat upright.
A moment later, the door creaked, and the servants greeted in unison, "General."
Fu Yu walked straight into the room without any pause, and went straight to Youtong.
Chuncao stood by the bed, took a sneak look, saw the cold expression clearly, and hurriedly saluted. According to the matchmaker's instructions, she went to get the golden tray and jade Ruyi for lifting the veil. But before she could step out, she saw Fu Yu's right hand slightly raised, and the red brocade that covered the phoenix crown fell lightly onto the bed.
— He casually lifted the veil!
Chuncao's heart pounded, and she subconsciously looked at her own girl.
Youtong was not surprised, her slender fingers like scallions clasped on her knees, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes under the phoenix crown looked up, with a calm expression.
Then, she met Fu Yu's indifferent eyes.
His pupils were as dark as ink, polished like black jade, deep and cold. He had the smell of alcohol on him, but there was no sign of drunkenness in his eyes. He was very sober and aloof.
A twenty-year-old man, with a figure as straight and vigorous as a bamboo, had a clear and handsome appearance, and was quite majestic and healthy because he often fought with elite cavalry. He stood half a step away, with a slightly calloused thumb rubbing, his expression cold and calm, and when he looked at Youtong, it was as if he was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
Youtong only took a glance and was sure in her heart that the man in front of her did not really want to marry her!
Even... did not like her very much.
When she was in the capital, she guessed that the "saving grace" was a lie made up by the Fu family, and now it seems to be the case.
It's not surprising to think about it. Regardless of Youtong's bad reputation, even if there were no rumors made up, which man would be willing to marry a wife whose heart is filled with other men? Let alone that Youtong was infatuated and even sought death for Xu Chaozong. Such a thing is hard to bear for ordinary men, let alone Fu Yu.
This man comes from a high family, holds heavy troops, and although his temperament is cold, he is a dragon and phoenix-like character. It's not too much to marry a princess.
Marrying her against the wind and words is definitely not willing.
The reason why the Fu family made up that reason when they proposed marriage should be to suppress the outside discussions, so that others would have less speculation. This marriage must have been made by the two families for their own needs. However, the Wei family's position in the court is mediocre and not very capable. Since Fu Yu is so unfriendly to her, why did he go thousands of miles to the capital to propose marriage?