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Chapter 83: Painful foot caught

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After hearing what Yang Zhaocai said, Qin Mu pretended to be surprised, but he was secretly happy in his heart. He liked Tian Yimu more and more.

Unexpectedly, this guy who was not loved by his grandmother and uncle was not only very good at handling financial and grain affairs, but also very capable in the work of instigating behind enemy lines. The stubborn and stubborn Yang Tinglin fell in the ocean of the people's war.

Qin Mu felt that he should be more reserved at this time, so he smiled shyly and said, "Butler Yang, isn't this a bit hasty? Huo Qubing said it well, how can we have a home until the Xiongnu is destroyed? The people in southern Jiangxi are still in great hardship, and I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to hold a wedding banquet at this time."

Yang Zhaocai replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "If you can't even clean up your own room, how can you clean up the world? Lord Qin wants to help the people, so he needs to get married and settle down first. This way, he can be free of worries and focus on government affairs and helping the people."

Yang Zhaocai's words were like a revelation to Qin Mu, and he suddenly realized: "Butler Yang is right, right. Let's do what the prefect said about this marriage."

Yang Zhaocai nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Lord Qin led his troops to Nanchang and rescued the beauty. It was a touching and moving story."

"Uh, what does Butler Yang mean by this?"

"Master Qin, now there is a lot of discussion in Ganzhou City. Everyone says that Master Qin's heroic act of saving the beauty is a story that will be passed down through the ages. Master Qin has indeed become a hero, but I wonder if Master Qin has ever thought about my young lady's feelings? This matter has been widely spread. How can my young lady feel embarrassed? Where can my master put his face? In order to eliminate this negative impact, my master means that the wedding between Master Qin and my young lady must be grand."

"Of course, of course." Qin Mu answered repeatedly.

It was said that he and Yang Zhi had just made an engagement, and hadn't even gotten married yet, but there was a farce of him losing his temper for a beauty. And this beauty wasn't Yang Zhi, which really made Yang Zhi's life very difficult. Now holding a grand wedding could be considered as some compensation to her.

"My master said that the wedding ceremony must be held in Ganzhou City."

"Uh, why?"

"Why? Don't you know clearly, Lord Qin? You risked your life to go to Nanchang Prefecture for a prostitute, but you want to quietly take my young lady out of Ganzhou City? Compared with the two, how can my young lady hold her head up high in the future? Therefore, this wedding must be held in Ganzhou City, and it must be held in a lively manner, and all the officials and gentry of Ganzhou must be invited to attend."

"Okay, okay, I'll leave it to the decision, Mr. Prefect." Qin Mu was caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to agree.

Besides, it doesn't matter where the wedding is held. If it's held in Ganzhou, there are many officials and gentry there, and the red envelopes can bring in a lot of extra income, which is still very cost-effective.

After having Yang Zhaocai taken away and settled down, Qin Mu immediately found an acre of triangular field.

Tian Yimu was very happy to hear that the matter was accomplished. Although he has not received the salary of a rich man so far, Qin Mu relies on him more and more, which means that his future is getting brighter and brighter.

"Yimu, you have played an indispensable role in making this happen so quickly, but don't be too proud. I feel that there is something strange about this matter, but after thinking about it, I can't figure out where the problem lies. Go to Ganzhou tomorrow to make preparations, and be careful about everything. When I successfully marry my wife, I will naturally remember your contribution."

Tian Yimu shook his rat beard, stood up and said earnestly: "Thank you for your trust, the county lord. I would like to congratulate you first. Don't worry, I will go to Ganzhou tomorrow to make preparations and ensure that everything is done properly."

"Yimu, don't you think this is a bit weird?"

"What do you mean, Lord County Master?"

"I know why am I asking you?"

"This... I don't think there is anything wrong with it. The prefect was plagued by rumors and asked to go to Ganzhou to perform the ceremony to stop the gossip. This is also human nature. You don't have to worry too much."

"Well, the auspicious day is seven days from now. Considering the time spent on the road, there is not much time left for preparation. So, you should rush to Ganzhou tomorrow to make preparations."

After Qin Mu gave the order to take away one mu of land, he went back to the back hall to discuss the matter with Li Xiangjun.

Although limited by the ethical concepts of that era, Li Xiangjun could not be the principal wife, but as a later generation, he still found it difficult to tell a woman that he was going to marry another woman.

Li Xiangjun was quite open-minded and congratulated him with a smile: "Congratulations, Qin Lang, congratulations, Qin Lang. Prefect Yang is a Hanlin scholar, well-educated, and upright official. Miss Yang was born in such a family, so she must be virtuous, beautiful, and intelligent. She and Qin Lang are a perfect match..."

"Okay, Xiangjun." Qin Mu took one of her hands and walked slowly along the corridor to the backyard. The roses on the arch were like a canopy, and the quiet backyard was filled with the fragrance of grass leaves. "I feel very sorry for wronging you, Xiangjun."

"Qin Lang, don't say that." Li Xiangjun turned to him, held his hand tightly, and said with a trace of panic, "I have fallen into a lowly status and brought shame to my ancestors. I have committed a serious sin. Now I am lucky to be abandoned by Qin Lang. How dare I covet the position of the principal wife? If Qin Lang says that again, I will be ashamed."

Seeing her face full of fear and trepidation, Qin Mu felt inexplicably heartbroken. "Xiangjun, don't get me wrong. I didn't say you had any intention of spying on my wife. I just wanted to tell you that you are very important to me, so I can't bear to see you suffer any injustice."

"I'm not wronged..." After saying this, two drops of tears silently slid down Li Xiangjun's smiling face.

Qin Mu stretched out his hand to catch the crystal tears and presented them in front of him, as if he were presenting two precious pearls. "Xiangjun, you have to promise me that these are the last two tears you will shed in this life. From now on, all I want to see every day is your sincere smile."

"Slave... I promise you." Li Xiangjun tried her best to keep smiling, but finally she couldn't help but cried out "Wow!" and threw herself into his arms and cried her heart out. She tried her best to burrow her petite body into Qin Mu's arms, as if she wanted to melt into his body.

The early autumn wind blew the grass and trees in the back garden, making a rustling sound. Two butterflies fluttered into the mossy courtyard wall and fluttered among the morning glories... ... ... ..

Qiao'er came back from the market, with two buns on her head and a bamboo basket on her hand. The basket was filled with a handful of green vegetables, two fresh bamboo shoots, a small piece of meat, and a few eggs. When she entered the yamen, she was bumped by Tian Yimu who was rushing out.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, are you hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Fortunately, the eggs are not rotten." Qiao'er said as she lowered her head to check the basket, "Uncle Tian, you usually walk with a shaky step, but today you look like someone is chasing you? What happened?"

"Yes, it is a happy event. Prefect Yang sent his butler to discuss the marriage between the two families. The wedding will be held in seven days. Time is tight. Uncle, I have to rush to Ganzhou tomorrow to prepare for the wedding..."

"Seven days later? Ah!" Qiao'er didn't wait for her to finish and ran to the second hall holding up her skirt.

Qin Mu had just come out of the backyard when he saw her floating towards him, her clothes fluttering and many vegetables falling out of the basket.

"Girl, are you being chased by a mad dog or are you being scattering flowers?"

"Hehe, Master, you are going to marry Sister Zhier, right? Really?"

"I just can't understand it. I'm the one getting married, why are you so excited? People who don't know would think it's you who's getting married." Qin Mu stopped, pinched his chin and looked up and down at Qiao'er, whose face was flushed.

Qiao'er's bright eyes were filled with smiles, and she couldn't stop herself from saying, "Sir, I was wrong. It's not about getting married, it's about..."

"What is it?"

"Robbery, sir, didn't you say you would take me to rob the bride?"

“Our slogan is… ”

"The technical content is low, so resistance must be cautious. If one person surrenders, the whole family will be honored." Qiao'er clenched her fists and spoke without hesitation.

"Not bad, not bad." Qin Mu praised seriously, and then suddenly jumped over, "Hurry back and cook."

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