The Ideal Son-in-Law

Chapter 67: The origin of the marriage contract

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Who said that there are no men from other houses

After having dinner with the seemingly amiable lady at Qing'an Hall, Zhang Shou looked at the east wing, which had three rooms connected and was now brightly lit by the maids and servants who were busy hanging countless lamps. He couldn't help but ask this question.

Of course, considering the age of the lady, she seems to be old enough to be his grandmother, not to mention his great-grandmother. Even if he is allowed to live in Qing'an Hall, no one in the Zhu family will blame him for not respecting the strict rules between men and women.

He waited until all the women in the room finally left one by one. When they were about to leave, there was still laughter outside. He glanced at Qi Liang and Deng Xiaodai who didn't know what to do with their hands and feet, and then he coughed.

"Xiao Qi, how much do you remember about the essay you wrote in the previous exam? Try to recite it to me as much as possible."

Qi Liang was just stunned, and all the complicated emotions that he had just felt when he entered a wealthy family disappeared in an instant. He took a deep breath and said calmly, "In addition to the first round of the examination on classics, the prefectural examination consists of two essays on current affairs and three essays on current affairs. Oh, and there is also a math question. The prefectural examination subjects have just been adjusted this year. I heard that it is due to the new policy of the prefectural governor..."

Deng Xiaodai sat quietly by the side, listening to Qi Liang racking his brains to recall the articles he had written a few days ago. Thinking of his non-stop work after entering the household registration office of Shuntian Mansion, he twisted his fingers unconsciously and frowned slightly.

There were countless marriage certificates in the archives of the entire household, and the marriage certificates of the top dignitaries were not something that a petty official of his level could easily access. However, hard work paid off, and he finally found an opportunity and retrieved the case files of the Duke of Zhao's mansion. It can be said that he had even checked the origins and family backgrounds of the first and second wives of Duke Zhao Zhu Jing, but Zhu Ying's marriage certificate...

The household department of Shuntian Prefecture Yamen does not have Zhu Ying’s marriage certificate at all!

But looking at the attitude of the lady towards the young master just now, it was clear that she treated him like a younger generation of her own family, much warmer than the attitude of an ordinary grandmother towards her grandson-in-law.

Could it be that the so-called arranged marriage was just a verbal agreement back then, and there was no time to issue the marriage certificate

In the east wing, Qi Liang was reciting his own article, and outside the door of the east wing, Ah Liu was standing there. No one asked him to do so, and Zhang Shou even asked him to go in with him when he entered the room just now. However, he insisted on standing outside the door, ignoring the peeping eyes of the maids and servants in the corridor and the yard.

In the main room, the lady was still sitting in the middle, spinning the Buddhist beads between her fingers, but her eyes were a little dull. It was not until Mother Li came in that she got rid of her dazed mood.

"Madam, the eldest daughter has already gone back. When I was leaving, she repeatedly told me not to neglect Mr. Shou. She also mentioned that Mr. Shou saved her on the night of August 14..."

"Stop talking!" The lady suddenly interrupted Mother Li, and then sighed softly, "Hua Qi had already said it when he sent the letter. I can also see that he is a good child with a lot of courage and strategy. Thinking back to the past..."

When Madam Li heard the words "Think of the past", she turned around and saw Madam Jiang standing at the door like a door god, just like Ah Liu in the east wing. She had just hurried back and didn't care about being rude. She complained in a low voice: "Madam, why are you still thinking about those old things? It's been so many years."