I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 218 - 149: Crisis Moment (Double-Length - )_3
Xie Yun: "Aren’t you a little worried?"
Gu Lan yawned, folded his fan, tucked it at his waist, and said lazily, "If Lu Bingxin wants to use Lu Feifei’s death to make trouble for the Marquis Mansion... then I’ll die too, but faster than her. Yes, just say the groom couldn’t bear the shame and hanged himself."
Walk Lu Bingxin’s path, leaving him no path to walk.
Xie Yun: "What?"
"If I’m driven to hang myself, seriously injured and spitting blood, with only half a life left, then it’s the Lu Family that should compensate, right?"
Gu Lan’s slight smile disappeared, his gaze exceptionally cold.
"That’s indeed a way to break the impasse."
After a while, Xie Yun finally snapped back to reality, looking at Gu Lan with a completely changed gaze: "Lan, how did you come up with this? But doing so is very dangerous. The Old Madam will certainly not agree."
"She won’t know if you don’t tell her," Gu Lan said reassuringly. "Don’t worry, maybe Lu Bingxin won’t do such a thing; she is his own daughter."
Xie Yun angrily said, "You’re the one getting married, of course, I’m not worried! Not worried at all! Do you really want to bring a wife back to warm your bed?"
"Why does Young Master Xie speak so vulgarly? Besides, isn’t it nice to bring a wife back to warm the bed? Alas, you bachelors don’t know the joy in that," Gu Lan sneezed, "I dream of marrying Nian Xia from Magpie Workshop."
Xie Yun: ...
He once thought Gu Lan was similar in temperament to Gu Chengluan, but he was blind. If Gu Chengluan had one-third of Gu Lan’s lively thinking and used it on the battlefield, she might have already united the Northern Territory as a female general, ready to rebel.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
The auspicious day the Empress Dowager mentioned was today. When the two-hour time arrived, the Lu Family’s main gate opened, and a delicately crafted eight-carriage palanquin carrying County Princess Changping, accompanied by the joyful sound of suona, headed towards the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion in the northern part of the city.
There were no betrothal gifts, no engagement, and no date to welcome the bride. The Lu Family directly sent their new daughter-in-law.
Lu Rufeng, the legitimate son of the Lu Family, rode a tall horse to send off the bride, followed by the bride’s father, Lu Bingxin, who rode at the rear with an imperial edict in his hand.
This was against the rites, but Lu Bingxin couldn’t worry about rites at this moment.
No one knew that amid this joyous scene, Lu Feifei was actually tied up inside the palanquin and had a rag stuffed in her mouth.
Lu Bingxin did not want any mishaps at this crucial moment.
Along the way, countless citizens crowded to watch, a sea of people, while Lu Rufeng and Lu Bingxin were all smiles.
Just as the bridal sedan left the main street of the Lu Mansion, several men draped in red silk appeared, holding strings of copper coins, scattering them as the sedan moved along.
The surrounding citizens were embarrassed to pick them up, directing the children to eagerly collect them.
Tossing wedding money is for good fortune. Though not much, it reminded some elderly individuals of decades ago, when the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was similarly getting married.
Zhou Family married off Wanqing, and all major merchants and shopkeepers in Dayan gathered in the Capital City. To flatter Mr. Zhou, they scattered silver coins, and the wedding money took citizens three days and nights to collect, with many still stuck in crevices on the ground.
After the event, the streets of the Capital City were renovated anew.
That was the real rain of money.
But no matter how it compared to the past, the atmosphere was stirred up.
The gaze of everyone in the Capital City was fixed on this bridal sedan.
On the other hand, the other half of the wedding, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, was deathly silent.
The grand black doors of the Marquis Mansion were tightly shut, without a hint of festivity, not even a gatekeeper in sight.
Clearly, the Marquis Mansion was using this action to show everyone that they did not consent to this marriage.
Inside Maoqin Hall, a calligraphy lesson was in session.
Rong Heng wrote each word stroke by stroke, his handsome and fair face shrouded in a layer of gloom.
Suddenly, his fingertips paused, a drop of thick ink fell on the paper, ruining the entire piece.
He abruptly stood up, catching everyone’s attention in the hall.
"Rong Heng, what are you doing! Aren’t you attending the class!?"
The teacher’s words were left behind as Yan Qing hastily explained for his Young Uncle Fifth: "Teacher, Fifth Young Master Rong just told me he’s unwell and is taking a day off."
Han Xuan’er murmured: "Why do I feel he’s upset because his male god is getting married today?"
Yan Qing: "How could that be? The Young Master has said he’d rather die than marry."
Han Xuan’er: "But I heard from my father last night that yesterday in court, Vice Minister of Rites Gu Chengye, Minister of Justice Zhou Xing, the Princess, and Brother Changting all presented memorials about this matter, but His Majesty stubbornly suppressed them, saying it was the Empress Dowager’s decree and he couldn’t take it back."
Yan Qing blinked: "Anyway, I trust the Young Master, and I trust Young Uncle Fifth."
Han Xuan’er: "I trust the Princess."
Yan Qing snorted softly, dipped the ink, and secretly wrote a line of small characters in the book sandwiched in his rice paper:
[On a certain day of a certain month in a certain year, the young master learned that the Marquis was about to marry. In deep anxiety, overwhelmed with emotions, he finally found the Marquis, poured out his heart, and revealed his feelings...]
At this moment, Rong Heng had indeed lost his cherished calmness.
Yesterday, he didn’t hesitate to use Zhou Xing, having Zhou Xing unite with Gu Chengye and others to petition, yet Rong Jing still quelled the matter.
The news of the Dingyuan Marquis’s victory was nowhere in sight, and even if he had won, using carrier pigeons or an expedited message, plus the five days of delay prior, the news would still take three to five days to arrive.
Meanwhile, the Lu Family acted too swiftly.
No one expected Lu Bingxin to be so impatient; this was his miscalculation.
Lu Feifei had just been titled County Princess less than three days ago, yet the Lu Family had prepared everything, while the earlier mention of delaying for half a month still fell short of the time.
Could it be that Gu Lan really had to marry Lu Feifei?
Rong Heng had already considered the worst possibility, that Gu Lan would rather die than marry, and Lu Feifei would threaten her life. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Then he would kill Lu Feifei! As long as that woman didn’t die because of Gu Lan, everything would be resolved...
His Third Imperial Brother had once advised him, and Old Marquis Xiao had also told him that actions should not harm innocent people, and Lu Feifei, perhaps, was indeed innocent.
But he...
Was destined not to be a benevolent person.
Rong Heng’s figure darted through the palace like the wind, skimming over palace walls, heading straight for the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
As the Lu Family’s bridal sedan drew closer to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, countless hearts tightened.
Inside the Marquis Mansion, Old Madam Gu and Madam Zhou sat together, their expressions solemn and heavy.
At this point, unless Gu Lan smoothly married Lu Feifei, the crime of defying a decree would undoubtedly fall upon the Marquis Mansion.
Yet Madam Zhou and the Old Madam refused to compromise because of this.
They agreed with Gu Lan not to marry Lu Feifei, and today, there was no way they would allow that woman to enter.
Old Madam Gu looked at the somber-faced crowd, speaking with authority: "Defying a decree it is, this old body will enter the palace tomorrow to see Su Xinyu, present my seal as an Imperial Decree Lady, and tell her who truly dictates Lan’s marriage!"
The Empress Dowager’s real name was Su Xinyu, and perhaps only Old Madam Gu dared to call her by name.
