In mid-June, we crossed Hanshui, passed through Qinzhou, and then completely entered the territory of Chongzhou.

The female relatives all breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, greater anxiety also rose from the bottom of their hearts.

That day, he missed the city again. At dusk, Shao Bo drove his horse to Jiang Fosang's carriage and asked for instructions: "Young madam, there is a village not far ahead. How about we stay here tonight?"

Jiang Fusang naturally had no objection. Just as he was about to lower the car curtain, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid gongs and drums, as if something important had happened.

Following the sound, it was the village that Shao Bo was referring to just now.

A group of men and horses ran out from the entrance of the village. They looked like Kou Feikou. The man in front was carrying a woman on his horse.

The woman was dressed in joy, struggling and crying, her face covered with tears.

This reminded Jiang Fusang instinctively of the night he was robbed, and he quickly called Shao Bo to save him.

Unexpectedly, Shao Bo was sitting on the horse, indifferent, with a smile on his face.

Looking at the other people, they all smiled and looked like they were watching a good show.

"Uncle Shao!" Jiang Fusang was very anxious, picked up his skirt and got out of the carriage.

Nan Quan laughed loudly: "Young madam, this is a great event!"

Jiang Fusang couldn't listen: "You stop the person first and then talk!"

"You can't stop it, you can't stop it." Everyone waved their hands, "This is marriage robbery."

Stealing a bride? Jiang Fusang was stunned.

After a moment of delay, the men and horses had already roared past in front of them, and it was too late to stop them.

At this moment, another group of people came out of the village, holding sticks and bricks in their hands. They chased after them and shouted, but they couldn't catch up.

In the end, he was dejected and returned empty-handed.

Passing by the motorcade, no one complained that they were just watching.

On the contrary, some soldiers started talking to each other and made fun of him: "Brother, you didn't pay close attention to the house, and your bride was robbed?"

"Hey! Don't mention it."

The person who answered was dressed as a groom, and it was obvious that the girl who was snatched away was his wife who had just married.

"You are too careless, take precautions earlier!"

The groom beat his hands and stamped his feet: "Why didn't you take precautions? You did! When the bride was at her parents' house, four brothers and six cousins ​​took turns guarding the bride's house. On the way to the wedding, these uncles also came. I also have clans here.

There are more than ten brothers and sisters, as well as neighbors in the village."

The soldiers were stunned: "Can they be robbed like this?"

The groom said: "Because there were so many people, I was careless and drank too much wine during the dinner... Those people are from Tanshan Racecourse, so they can run fast just because they have horses!"

After the group left, Uncle Shao turned around and saw the young lady's charming face covered with frost. He hurriedly explained to her: "Young lady doesn't know something. There is a custom of marriage robbery in the North. It is difficult for outsiders to stop it."

Jiang Fusang has read about robbery and marriage in the lines of "Book of Changes".

"The village is like Zhe, riding a horse is like this, the bandits are getting married... riding a horse is like this, it is like crying and bleeding."

It can be described as every word of blood and tears.

"Hasn't this kind of marriage ended long ago? Why is it still there?"

"Originally it was over, but now it's a time of trouble. When Xuanhe migrated to the south, the population in the north dropped sharply, and there were very few women of the right age. In addition, the people of Beiliang were nomadic and liked to plunder everywhere, so marriage robbery was revived."

"Then the government doesn't care?"

"Beiliang has been under the rule for many years and has been popular for many years, and it continues to this day. It is not a glorious thing at first, and there are no wealthy families. It mostly happens in remote villages, and the government cannot control it even if it wants to."

"If the bride is robbed, won't the two families become enemies? If a fight breaks out and a murder occurs, don't we care?"

Shao Bo shook his head: "It doesn't matter. As long as the robbery occurs on the wedding day, it's up to you whether you live or die."

Nan Quan continued: "But it will be settled that day. If we take revenge afterwards, the whole clan will sit together!"

In other words, this is a carnival on the wedding day. Whoever grabs it belongs to whom, and no one cares about the bride’s wishes.

Jiang Fusang still felt incredible until he got into the carriage.

She had occasionally heard of the custom of bride-robbing still existing in some places, but she had always thought that bride-robbing in modern times was different. It was a way of welcoming a bride that had been agreed upon by both parties in advance, and it was based on the mutual affinity between the man and the woman or the agreement between a matchmaker.

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"It used to be like this." Liang Lao sighed, "But the world has become chaotic, rules have become irregular, and decency has become inconsistent. Everything has changed."

Jiang Fusang was silent.

She thought of the crying bride on horseback. What would be her fate?

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Huatong, where the Chongzhou government is located, was about to arrive in half a day. The soldiers Shao Bo had sent to report the news suddenly turned around and said something unknown. Shao Bo looked solemn after hearing this.

"What's wrong? This is..." The good lady looked at something wrong and was deeply afraid that something might happen.

Jiang Fosang vaguely guessed what was going on.

Sure enough, after a while, Uncle Shao came to tell him that a few days ago, Hu Chengliang's youngest son born to his concubine died in infancy. The funeral in Hu's mansion had just ended, and immediately afterwards there was a red event, which might not be conducive to the new couple.

When the good lady heard this, her heart thumped: "What does this mean?"

There has just been a death in Hu's house, and if a wedding is held next, the good lady will not feel comfortable.

But after a long and difficult journey to get here, we can’t go back the same way!

Although she is quite happy to do so...

But Shao Bo's next words shattered Liang Lao's beautiful vision: "My lord's intention is for the young lady to settle in the villa in Xicheng first. Three days later, you and the Seventh Young Master will pay a grand ceremony there."

The good lady said "oh", feeling vaguely disappointed, and turned to look at the queen.

Jiang Fosang nodded: "I will follow what Uncle Shao said."

The motorcade arrived at Huatong in the evening and waited for them to settle down at Xicheng Villa. It was almost Haishi.

After Jiang Fusang took a bath, Lianglao knelt on the couch and wiped her hair, while she expressed her dissatisfaction.

"I heard from Nan Quan that the Ninth Young Master was born with a problem in the womb. He relied on medicine jars to survive these years. He couldn't survive before they went to Jingling. But sooner or later, the female queen happened to hit him!

"

Although it is quite a pity that a little life is lost like this, it is unavoidable that it is unlucky to encounter such a thing when the bride has just arrived.

The good lady paused and her tone became lowered: "I'm afraid the Hu's Mansion may have other ideas."

What are you thinking about? It's just that the bride is unlucky. She's going to be mourned before she even enters the house. It's hard for anyone not to think wrongly.

Foyin also encountered the same situation in his previous life. Although Hu Chengliang and his wife were sensible people, others were not safe. Later, some people in the house did use this to gossip.

How had Foyin ever been so angry? He already had feelings for someone, so he developed a new grudge, and his relationship with Hu Qilang worsened. The two of them never shared a bed, or even a room.

"As I said just now, the child has been seriously ill since the beginning of the year, and the medical officials have said that it is difficult for gods to save him. How can I be blamed? Could it be that I am King Yama, specially sent to take care of him?"

The good lady was frowning, but when she heard this, she burst into laughter.

After feeling happy, he sighed again: "People with sense will naturally know what to do, but if there is someone who causes trouble, they will definitely try to get involved with us..."

Jiang Fusang smiled: "Then I will go find Uncle Jun and Aunt Jun to comment."

Foyin married far away with full of grievances. In her view, everyone in the Hu family was an enemy, and she was unwilling to lower her head.

He is too arrogant, unwilling to show weakness, and does not know how to take advantage of others. When bullied, he will only respond with a stronger attitude. As a result, he has a stalemate with everyone in the Hu family, and he is also isolated and helpless.

Jiang Fusang himself has struggled a lot, and now that he thinks about it, it’s really tiring.

Facts have proved that only by being willing to go out can you be able to enjoy your life. If you don't embarrass yourself, you will embarrass others.

Who would have thought that the newly married bride would not even have the dignity to bring these trivial rumors to the stage?

As uncle and aunt, no matter what they think in their hearts, they must stand up for justice when the bride "complains".

Please come out of these two giant Buddhas, there is no need to argue, right and wrong people can only shut up.

As long as they shut up, who cares what they think in their hearts.

"That's right! But, Madam, it's not customary in Chongzhou to call you uncle. It's custom in the north for a bride to call her uncle as your lord, and your aunt as everyone."

Jiang Fusang nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

The good lady originally wanted to let her rest early, but she remembered that a big ceremony would be held in three days, and she was afraid of making mistakes, so she talked about many other things.

Finally, she sighed: "I will take root here for the rest of my life. Remember these things so that you can integrate in earlier."

Taking root? Jiang Fusang shook his head and chuckled.

The wet nurse may have spoken too soon.
Chapter completed!