Chapter 221 Taking Her as a Concubine
Ling Chu was also curious about why the sedan chair came to the Ling Mansion.
No one in their family had married or had a daughter married, so how could a sedan chair suddenly appear?
It is said that for such a big event as marriage, the bride-welcoming party could not have gone to the wrong door.
Seeing that the old woman could not explain clearly, everyone could not help but be curious and wanted to go out to see what was going on.
Even Ling Chu could not help but want to see which family had caused this misunderstanding.
Ling Chu frowned slightly when she saw Dong Shi still drinking tea with her eyes downcast. For some reason, she felt that her mother seemed too quiet today.
Except for the first time when she asked if the marriage was cancelled, she replied, and she almost didn't speak afterwards.
And when they heard about the sedan chair, everyone was surprised, only she didn't seem to be surprised.
Ling Chu was puzzled when suddenly a loud laugh came from the entrance of the flower hall, "Oh, everyone is waiting. It seems that I came just in time and did not miss the auspicious time."
Everyone stared curiously at the woman in front of them, who was wearing a new dress, a big red flower on her head, and a heavy makeup. She was shaking her handkerchief and laughing exaggeratedly.
This dress made it clear that she was a matchmaker.
Usually at this time, the three daughters-in-law would rush to speak, but since the second wife became mute and the third wife broke her leg, the two of them were quiet.
Seeing that Dong Shi did not speak today, the lady had to ask the matchmaker in person, "What is the name of this sister-in-law? This is Ling Mansion. Did you go to the wrong place?"
Almost everyone present was waiting to see the matchmaker's oolong joke.
But unexpectedly, the matchmaker's expression did not change at all, and she still had that exaggerated smile on her face, "Oh, Madam, look at what you said, my sister-in-law Gao has been a cold person for many years, and has welcomed countless brides, how could she make such a joke."
"But..."
The Madam frowned and just opened her mouth, she was interrupted by the matchmaker, "Your house is the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, right?"
If it were usual, the Madam would have turned cold if she was interrupted. But this time it was too unexpected, she didn't care about the matchmaker's rudeness.
The lady's eyebrows were furrowed, "Sister Gao is right, but our family..."
Halfway through her words, the matchmaker clapped her hands together and interrupted the lady again, "That's right, my sister Gao will never make a joke like going to the wrong place to meet the wrong bride."
Without waiting for the lady to speak again, the matchmaker bowed to the lady and Minister Ling at the top, "Congratulations Minister Ling, congratulations to the lady..."
Ling Mao put the teacup in his hand on the tea table next to him with a cold face, and interrupted the matchmaker unceremoniously, "Where does the joy come from?"
Seeing his majestic face, the matchmaker's exaggerated smile paused, but soon returned to normal.
If Ling Mao was still the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the matchmaker would naturally not dare to be presumptuous, but now he has lost his official status and is just a commoner.
The matchmaker was not afraid.
Another exaggerated smile.
But Minister Ling has been an official for many years, so how could he not see her thoughts.
Before the matchmaker could speak, she asked coldly, "Tell me, since you didn't take the wrong road, why are you here today?"
"I am an ice man, and I came with a sedan chair, so of course I am here to pick up a bride." Facing Ling Mao's cold eyes, the matchmaker put away her exaggerated smile, but she didn't seem to have much respect.
Seeing that the matchmaker didn't seem to be joking, Ling Mao frowned, "But in my Ling Mansion, no one is getting married, and no one is getting married, so what kind of bride are you picking up?"
Before the matchmaker could speak, Ling Mao asked again, "Which family are you picking up, and who are you picking up?"
The matchmaker shook her racket and resumed her previous exaggerated smile, "Which family, of course, is the Zhao family of the Zhaoguo Mansion. As for the person I am going to pick up today, who else can it be except your eldest daughter?"
When the matchmaker said this, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.
Didn't Dong cancel Ling Chu's marriage with the Zhaoguo Mansion yesterday?
The old lady was as surprised as everyone else, and even thought that they had heard it wrong, "Sister Gao, what did you just say? You came here today to help the Duke Zhao's Mansion marry my eldest granddaughter?"
The matchmaker nodded exaggeratedly, "Madam, I was right, and you were not wrong, I am indeed here for your eldest granddaughter."
Ling Chu, who had been sitting quietly watching the show, had a cold face when the matchmaker said the word "eldest girl".
The teacup in her hand fell on the table, and she turned to face Dong, "Mother, didn't you say that the marriage of the Duke Zhao's Mansion has been cancelled?"
Being questioned in front of so many people, Dong was unusually calm and said coldly, "When did I say that the marriage was cancelled?"
As soon as Dong said this, the old ladies Ling Mao and Ling Zong stared at her in unison.
Ling Chu sneered at Dong without waiting for others to speak, "Do you really want me to marry Zhao Jingming as the Crown Prince's Consort?"
"Oh, Miss, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm not here today to marry you as the Crown Prince's Consort."
The people who were originally staring at Dong all turned their heads and stared at the matchmaker.
What's wrong with this icy person? Why is she so inconsistent? She just said that she came to pick up the eldest girl, but now she says it's not her.
Ling Chu was also confused. Did she blame Dong wrongly?
No, Dong just denied that she had canceled the marriage.
"May I ask Sister Gao, what do you mean by this?"
Perhaps because she met the Duke of Zhao and his wife, the matchmaker thought she had met a noble person, and she didn't feel nervous in the face of Ling Mao's majesty.
But for some reason, she couldn't help but feel afraid when she faced the dark eyes of Miss Ling.
She must have seen it wrong.
But how could she be afraid of a young girl who had just come of age?
The matchmaker put on a fake smile, "The Zhaoguo Mansion is not marrying the prince's wife today, but taking a concubine!"
After this, the second and third wives did not say anything, but their eyes were full of gloating.
Ling Mao and the old lady felt depressed and glared at Dong.
Ling Zong and the others were stunned.
Ling Chu ignored the others and stared at the matchmaker to confirm again, "You came here today to help Zhao Jingming, the prince of the Zhaoguo Mansion, take me as a concubine, right?"
The matchmaker clapped her hands and nodded, "Yes."
After Ling Chu returned to Beijing, everyone in the Ling Mansion knew that she had a bad temper.
Everyone looked at her subconsciously.
Everyone thought she would lose her temper.
But to everyone's surprise, Ling Chu not only did not lose her temper, but she also laughed.
The gatekeeper looked at Ling Chu. Is this young lady mad?
She wanted to cancel the engagement if she was allowed to be the Crown Prince's Consort, but now she is happy to be accepted as a concubine?
Seeing Ling Chu's smile, Ling Mao and the Madam frowned more and more.
They didn't think Ling Chu was happy, because although she was smiling, her smile didn't reach her eyes.
Ling Chu ignored everyone's thoughts and smiled at the matchmaker, "You've made a hard trip today, please go back." Then she turned around and told the maid behind her, "Xiazhi, send the guests away."
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