Chen Maosheng handed over a post. Zhao Han thought it was an official document, but when he saw it, it turned out to be a wedding invitation.
This surprised Zhao Han and asked with a smile: "Who is the bride?"
"I also know her from the main town. Her name is Yang Chun'e." Chen Maosheng replied.
Zhao Han was a little surprised: "Is that Comrade Yang from the Mission Society?"
"Yes." Chen Maosheng nodded.
Yang Chun'e was the victim of the rape case. Zhao Hanzhen did not expect that Chen Maosheng would marry her.
Chen Maosheng explained: "The town knows my past. In my opinion, chastity depends on the heart. A person, regardless of gender, as long as he sincerely practices good deeds, he is a real good person. Some people in the Datong Association, and even the mission team
There are some people here, although they don’t say it verbally, they despise Chun’e in their hearts. I think this is wrong, and I hope that after getting married to Chun’e, I can completely change their minds.”
Zhao Han was about to speak but stopped, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
Chen Maosheng continued: "I am not the only one. Many comrades in the mission team are willing to marry lesbians who have been prostitutes. We just want to show it to the world and let the world know what is good and bad."
"I'm not as good as you." Zhao Han sighed.
The ideas of Datonghui were put forward by Zhao Han. Although he agreed with them in his heart, they were also a means and tool for doing things.
Especially in the past year or so, Zhao Han has been busy with military and political affairs, and has become somewhat separated from the real bottom. He has become less pure.
On the contrary, people like Chen Maosheng, these members of the Datong Association with humble backgrounds, have always abided by the oath of membership of the Datong Association. They are actors, domestic slaves, coolies, turtles, prostitutes, and military households. They are really
We are striving to practice personal equality.
Zhao Han was ashamed of this and felt like a betrayer.
Zhao Han suddenly asked: "Where are Xiaohong and Xiaocui?"
Chen Maosheng said with a strange expression: "They... have no intention of starting a family."
Zhao Han didn't know how to solve the problem, so he immediately changed the topic and said: "I don't mean any discrimination, but have you ever thought about it, some lesbians may not be able to have children."
Many prostitutes take birth control pills and abortion pills, leaving them with the sequelae of infertility.
Chen Maosheng nodded and said: "I have thought about it. If I am unable to have children, I will adopt a child from a nursing home."
These people are the real revolutionaries.
It's a pity that Zhao Han can't lead a real revolution. All he can do is abolish the system of good and bad, fight against all kinds of inequality, and try to make everyone in the world live a better life. This country is too big and its cultural traditions are deeply rooted. Total overthrow is inevitable
Cause greater confusion.
Zhao Han sighed: "I will officiate your marriage myself."
Half a month later, there was a collective wedding.
This was a new thing, which aroused the curiosity of many people. At the same time, there were many private discussions, thinking that they were corrupting their moral character.
So many high-ranking officials in missions marry conscientious prostitutes as wives. What else does that mean than corrupting their moral character? Not only does it corrupt their moral character, but it also brings embarrassment to their ancestors!
There are even rumors circulating that there are always despicable things within the missionary group. Otherwise, why would they recruit so many good prostitutes?
In fact, there were not many weddings this time, only nine couples in total.
There was a special groom named Xiao Yuankui. He was not only a son of a wealthy family, but also a scholar. He had married a wife before, but she died of dystocia.
Na, he just said that he wanted to take the imperial examination.
Xiao Yuankui first served as a clerk in Zhao Han's army, then was transferred to Luling County as a clerk, and then went to Anfu County to serve as the mayor and work with the missionary team to divide the fields.
There was a female missionary who not only looked like his late wife, but could also sing poems and songs.
The two of them discussed poetry and music with each other after work. Even after the female missionary was transferred, they continued to correspond. From the beginning, they mainly focused on music and music, and gradually changed to chatting about trivial matters in life.
On this day, nine groomsmen, wearing beautiful No. 1 scholar robes (imitation wedding gowns), rode horses to the inn to greet the bride.
The number of horses in Zhao Han's hands has increased to eleven, which were captured in the war some time ago.
Nowadays, it is very generous to let the groom and officials ride to welcome the bride.
Among the welcoming processions, those in charge of playing and playing were all commanding soldiers from the army. They were playing suonas and beating gongs all the way, and it was very lively and joyful.
There were people watching everywhere along the way. Some looked happily, while others pointed.
Suddenly, more than a dozen people, including men, women and children, stopped the wedding procession and shouted: "Kui'er, you can't do this, your ancestors have all lost face!"
Chen Maosheng turned around and looked at Xiao Yuankui. Xiao Yuankui was not very good at riding a horse, so he simply rode away and ran directly towards the alley next to him.
He knew he couldn't explain it clearly because he had tried it countless times.
This guy ran all the way to the inn, where nine brides lived together. Ignoring the looks of others, he rushed upstairs and knocked on the door, shouting: "Lian Lian, come with me quickly!"
A bride came out, raised her hijab and said, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Yuankui smiled and said, "I can't wait any longer. I will carry you downstairs now."
The bride instantly understood what had happened and was moved to tears and said: "Okay, you can carry me away."
Other brides went out one after another, waving and watching them leave.
It's a pity that Xiao Yuankui's physical strength is not very good. He ran all the way to the inn and carried the bride to stay. His legs were so tired that they were weak. The two could only hold hands and run through the alleys until they reached the chief soldier who was holding the wedding.
Mansion.
Zhao Han also heard about this and joked with a smile: "You are so eager, you must have wanted to worship me for a long time."
Xiao Yuankui also laughed: "Those who know me are the ones who control me."
After waiting for a long time, the real wedding team finally came back, and the bride walked into the gate of the General Military Mansion stepping on a carpet made of sacks. This means that it has been passed down from generation to generation, and it also means that the bride cannot step on the ground before entering the door.
The handover ceremony was held in the garden of the General Military Mansion. The insignia of the Datong Association was placed on the table in the middle, and the elders of the grooms sat on both sides.
If there are elders, worship them in the high hall.
If there are no elders, please pay homage to the chapter when worshiping in the high hall.
It's just that some elders are not happy because the bride's background is either a prostitute or a maid.
Although these elders also came from a poor background, their son has now joined the missionary team and is regarded as an official in their eyes. How can he marry that lowly woman?
Zhao Han, on the other hand, had a smile on his face. Not only was he the host of the passenger ship, but he also acted as the master of ceremonies, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Kowtow!"
Xiaohong stood watching the ceremony with joy, but Xiaocui was a little resentful and kept her eyes locked on Zhao Han.
They are all a little tanned from running outside for a long time.
"Bear Gao Tang again!"
"Kowtow."
Only three couples knelt down to worship their elders, while the rest all kowtowed to the guild chapter.
There was already a commotion outside the General Military Mansion. Xiao Yuankui's family members were crying and screaming, as if someone had dug up their ancestral graves.
Some gentry shook their heads and sighed: "Well, the world is declining, where is morality?"
Some scholars laughed and said: "Brother Xiao is such a free and easy man. This should be written into a legendary novel. I will start writing it when I get home today."
Some people said to the Xiao family: "The female officials in the missionary team are all good people. Only Xiao Xiu can marry one and go home. It is considered a blessing after eight lifetimes. Why are you still crying here?"
Xiao Yuankui's father was also a scholar, and he cried even harder at this time: "My family is unfortunate, my family is unfortunate. How can I have the honor to meet my ancestors after my death!"
"You bitches should have died a long time ago," a passerby couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to everyone, "My family used to be very poor, and we had to sell our sons and daughters. My son was a domestic slave, but my daughter didn't
I know where to sell him. Mr. Zhao has come and his son has returned home. My son is now Mr. Zhao’s personal soldier. Are domestic slaves cheap? Are prostitutes cheap? I will tell my son later that he should marry a missionary.
The female officer of the regiment!"
Someone immediately laughed at her: "Liu San, the female official of the mission team, your son can marry him if he wants? A toad wants to eat swan meat."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Many passers-by started laughing.
Liu San was a little embarrassed, his neck turned red and he said: "The female officials of the missionary group are noble, and my son is not bad either. My son is Mr. Zhao's personal soldier. He fought with the government a while ago. My son has made meritorious service. Now he is very good."
!Do you know what the commander is? He can manage ten people!"
Someone else shouted: "Even the commander is a soldier, and he is not worthy of being a female officer of the missionary team!"
Liu San roared: "My son will be a general in the future!"
"Go home and go to bed quickly. Daydreaming will come faster." Another person who did good things joked.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was another burst of laughter, completely covering up the cries of the Xiao family.
In the eyes of some people, female missionaries come from humble backgrounds, and it is a shame to marry them. However, in the eyes of many lower-class people, marrying a female missionary officer is a great thing to increase their reputation, and they respect female missionaries very much.
Under Zhao Han's rule, all aspects were changing, including traditional concepts of consciousness.
This is not something that can be accomplished overnight, it must be done slowly and gradually.
There were many happy events this summer. Shortly after the collective wedding, Fei Ruhe also got married and started a family.
Far away at sea, Zheng Zhilong fought with Liu Xiang, and Liu Xiang's gang was completely destroyed.
In the southern Jiangxi region, the governors of Guangdong and Guangxi and the governor of Fujian joined forces to defeat the rebel alliance of the three provinces of Fujian, Guangdong and Jiangxi. They killed more than 2,000 people and captured more than 4,000 people. They took advantage of the situation and recaptured Huichang County. The southern Jiangxi rebels only left one county in Ruijin.
The war situation is changing faster than Zhao Han imagined. The Fujian-Guangdong coalition forces may move north after the autumn harvest.
After receiving the battle report from the south, Zhao Han immediately asked the weapons department to give priority to building equipment for the navy. At the same time, he also transferred the thousand archers to the ship for training.
But at this time, an uprising suddenly broke out in Guangdong.
It was purely because the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi increased too many exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes in order to train troops. Moreover, the governor took officers and soldiers to fight in southern Jiangxi, leaving Guangdong Province empty of troops. Peasants in six counties continued to revolt, and the county seats in four of them were captured.
This situation soon spread to Guangxi, and ethnic minority brothers also exploded.
Many of those ethnic minority brothers are under the rule of chieftains, native officials. Native officials are those who have changed their native land and appointed former chieftains as assistant officials, and they can be hereditary in disguise. They exploit the people of their own ethnic group the most.
War broke out in Guangdong and Guangxi, and Governor Shen Youlong had to go back to put out the fire and let the governor of Fujian continue to attack Ruijin.