A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace-Chapter 933: The Grand Wedding

December 19.

Auspicious day, suitable for marriage.

The Young Master from Minister Yang’s Mansion and the Second Miss from the Xia Family of Jiangnan are set to be married on this day.

Because it’s close to the New Year.

The common people have time on their hands and are particularly interested in such gossip and merry events.

So.

Early in the morning, the streets of the Capital City where the wedding procession was to pass were crowded with onlookers.

Even the roadside vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes couldn’t stop grinning.

While inwardly wishing the couple a long and happy marriage.

They also hoped for a few more such joyous events.

To ward off the bad luck that had dampened business during the half-year mourning period for The Late Empress.

The winter sun rose slowly.

The golden sunlight shone warmly and festively on the clean, swept streets.

The morning mist gradually dissipated as the temperature rose.

The people became even more lively.

In the crowd.

Everyone was chattering one after another.

"Speaking of Young Master Yang, he is just beyond compare! Countless noblewomen in the Capital are eager to marry him!"

"But what about this Second Miss Xia—who is she?"

"Exactly, I’ve never heard of the Xia Family being prominent in Jiangnan!"

True prestigious families have a history stretching back over a hundred years.

They have ancestors who were high-ranking officials or marquises, which can be traced back.

Even if they come to the Capital, they would never be unknown.

Being unheard of now.

Means there is no prestigious Xia lineage in Jiangnan.

In other words, this Second Miss Xia is of humble origin?!

Someone else leaned in and gossiped.

"I know I know, though this Second Miss Xia doesn’t come from a big background, she’s the half-sister of the Noble Consort Xia in the palace!"

Everyone immediately understood.

"I see!"

Someone added.

"I’ve heard this Second Miss also has a brother who is an Imperial Bodyguard close to the Emperor, and the Commander of the Imperial Forest Army!"

"A few years ago, he was even personally granted the title of Third-rank Marquis by the Emperor for his military achievements!"

"Oh?!"

The crowd was abuzz again.

If the Noble Consort in the palace was just a matter of women’s connections.

Being the Commander of the Imperial Forest Army and a Marquis is a real support.

Others may not know.

But the common folks in the Capital are well aware.

The Imperial Forest Army is the Emperor’s personal guard, selected with extreme rigor.

They only judge ability, not origins.

The position of Commander of the Imperial Forest Army is not one that can be easily attained.

After all, the Imperial Forest Army is already comprised of top experts.

The Commander must emerge as the top among all these experts.

Furthermore, they must possess leadership skills.

It’s not enough just to fight; you must have your subordinates listen to you.

Otherwise, if you manage them into a disorganized mess, wouldn’t that be dereliction of duty?!

In short.

This position carries a lot of weight.

In an instant.

No one dared to underestimate the Second Miss any longer.

Some even thought.

’Her family background doesn’t seem so bad after all, and she’s quite a match!’

...

The streets are bustling.

Both the Yang Mansion and the Hou Mansion are equally lively.

The Yang Family is preparing for the wedding banquet.

The Hou Mansion is busy sending the bride.

Xia Ruqing was given a special privilege early in the day.

She was discreetly dressed as an ordinary city woman.

Helping busily at Lady Ni’s side.

Since her attire wasn’t flashy and she didn’t have many attendants.

It was considered a private visit.

The attention from others wasn’t focused on her.

No one recognized her at the time.

Xia Ruqing was quite pleased about this.

Thinking, if I had come openly.

Everyone would be stiff and formal, and the wedding wouldn’t proceed joyfully?!

She’s there to send off the bride, not to show off; this way is just perfect!

In the rear courtyard of Hou Mansion.

Considering the time, there are just over two Shi Chen remaining until the auspicious moment.

It’s not early.

After one last inspection to ensure everything Cai Yang was wearing was in order.

Lady Ni personally placed a red veil over her.

Xia Ruqing then handed over a red apple, smiling with blessings.

"Second Sister, Big Sister wishes you and Young Master Yang a long and happy marriage, many children, prosperity, and peace!"

At this moment, she was not the Noble Consort.

Just an ordinary big sister, sending off her beloved sister.

Xia Caiying was both excited, reluctant, moved, and shy.

All sorts of emotions mixed, making her feelings bittersweet.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, thank you, Big Sister!" She choked up a bit.

Lady Ni looked around to ensure no one was present.

Leaned in quietly to her ear and whispered.

"Remember what I taught you last night!"

"It concerns your lifelong happiness!"

Xia Caiying’s face instantly reddened, stamping her foot in shy embarrassment.

"Sister-in-law!"

Lady Ni laughed heartily.

"Alright, alright, I won’t say more!"

With that, she exchanged glances with Xia Ruqing, and the two of them covered their smiles.

The wedding procession soon arrived.

Yang Chenyi rode a chestnut Sweat Blood Precious Horse, wearing a bright red wedding robe.

His handsome features were as if sculpted, and his dark eyes were bright and lively.

His tanned skin wasn’t perfect but had the rugged charm unique to a martial man.

Yet, he was well-read and carried himself with nobility and grace.

Indeed, too much would be crude, too little would be weak.

His overall aura left even the most learned scholars at a loss for words.

Was he elegant and handsome? A graceful figure like a jade tree? Or unparalleled in beauty?

None seemed fitting.

Riding the Sweat Blood Precious Horse, his joyful and handsome demeanor.

Made the young maidens and wives in the crowd swoon with affection.

The unmarried regretted he already had a bride.

The married ones regretted not marrying him.

And the noblewomen of the capital, who couldn’t step out at will, bit their teeth in envy.

Wishing they had been born into the Xia Family.

Returning to the topic.

As the saying goes, when marrying off a daughter, the door is held high; when fetching a daughter-in-law, you bow low.

Naturally, fetching the bride cannot be too easy.

Lady Ni led a group of wives and matrons, presenting the future groom with many challenges.

Yang Chenyi smiled patiently, overcoming each challenge admirably.

Though not difficult, it still took two quarters of an hour, successfully bringing the bride into his hand.

As they returned.

Xia Caiying sat in a grand sixteen-carrier red and gold phoenix sedan chair.

Yang Chenyi, with a large red ribbon on his chest, rode ahead.

The smile on his lips even broader than before.

His shining eyes glanced around, as the winter frost and snow seemed to bloom under the sun.

Many women in the crowd secretly envied why the one in the sedan chair wasn’t themselves?!

...

Over at the Yang Mansion.

Lady Ni couldn’t go there.

But Xia Ruqing was not discouraged at all.

She had someone take a carriage along another route to Yang Mansion, continuing the festivities.

After all, there were connections to meet her there, and as a ’little nobody,’ she needn’t worry about being recognized.

The entire process—fetching, welcoming, and returning—took a full two Shi Chen.

When the bride arrived at the mansion, it was nearly midday.

There was less than half a Shi Chen left until the auspicious hour.

With many rules in prestigious families, time was just enough.

Half a Shi Chen later.

After going through various customs.

The bride and groom finally held hands with a red floral ribbon and walked into the wedding hall.