Chapter 222 Taking Her as a Concubine
Xia Zhi came over with a sullen face and wanted to invite the matchmaker out.
But the matchmaker didn't move.
It was as if she hadn't heard Ling Chu's words asking her to leave, "Girl, it's getting late, and the sedan chair is still waiting outside. You'd better take the time to dress up, and don't miss the auspicious moment."
If the matchmaker doesn't move, Ling Chu won't move either.
Still sitting on the chair, he smiled and said, "Since you don't want to leave in an empty sedan chair, then whoever agrees to the marriage will be allowed to get on your sedan chair."
"Sister Chu, what are you talking about!" As soon as Ling Chu said this, Ling Zong shouted angrily at her with a dark face.
Although he was annoyed with his wife for agreeing to give her eldest daughter to the prince of Zhao Guogong as a concubine, Ling Chu's words were too treasonous. It was her mother who agreed to the marriage.
She meant to ask her mother to be Zhao Jingming's concubine.
Although the Second Madam and the Third Madam did not speak, the gloating in their eyes made Dong's chest hurt.
He glared at Ling Chu with a sullen face, "Do you still think of me as a mother? You can say such rebellious things. Why didn't I sink you into a urine bucket and drown you when I gave birth to you?"
The smile on Ling Chu's face had long since dissipated, and his eyes were full of ice, "I treat you as my mother, but do you treat me as your daughter? Which mother in the world would know that the other person is not a good match, but still treat her own child How is it different from marrying your daughter into a concubine and pushing me into a pit of fire?"
"Didn't you keep saying that you don't want to be the crown prince's concubine? I fulfilled your wish, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Seeing Dong's righteousness, Ling Chu almost laughed angrily. What dissatisfaction did she have?
If this wasn't her own mother, she almost couldn't help but want to summon a small hammer and hit it with a hammer to see what was in her head.
She was not willing to be Zhao Jingming's concubine. Did she think she would be happy to be a concubine?
He no longer had any good impressions of Mr. Dong, and Ling Chu didn't want to say anything more. He only said in a cold voice, "Wherever the sedan chair comes from, go back to it. Otherwise, whoever should step down as a concubine will get on the sedan chair."
Mrs. Dong sneered, "It's not up to you. Marriage is a matter of parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. Today you have to marry whether you want to marry or not."
Thinking of the rumors she heard about the Crown Prince of Zhao when she left the palace yesterday, and the cynicism and resentment that Duke Zhao's wife had towards her, Mrs. Dong became extremely angry.
Originally, she planned the marriage in Duke Zhao's Mansion for Qing'er, but it happened to be ruined by this disaster star.
The dirty frame-up methods she used on the prince Zhao Guogong not only harmed Zhao Jingming, she also ruined Qing'er's future.
And her beloved Yaoyao.
Thinking of the letter she sent, the crying in it really broke her heart.
Since this disaster has harmed her Yaoyao and Qing'er, don't blame her for giving them to the crown prince of Zhao Guogong.
Let's see how she will suffer in the hands of Guo and Zhao Jingming in the future.
Ling Chu ignored Dong and turned to Ling Zong, "Since marriage is the order of parents, then I dare to ask father, will you agree to let me be Zhao Jingming's concubine?"
"This..." Ling Zong frowned when his eldest daughter asked him. On one side was his wife and on the other was his daughter. How should he answer?
Although he doesn't want his daughter to be a concubine for others, his wife has already agreed to the Duke of Zhao's palace, and now he is riding a tiger and is unable to get off.
Ling Chu had already expected Ling Zong's reaction and was not sad at all.
She didn't look at her father anymore, but turned to her superiors, "Grandpa, grandma, do you also agree with me being a concubine for others?"
Ling Mao glanced at her and said coldly, "Sister Chu, your mother is confused, don't pay attention. Although our Ling family has lost, my granddaughter, Ling Mao, will not become a concubine for anyone."
Although Ling Mao and his wife didn't like their eldest granddaughter, they didn't want her to be Zhao Jingming's concubine.
After all, if you really think about it, my concubine is not a serious relative.
If Ling Chu were to be Zhao Jingming's concubine, Zhao Guogong's Mansion would not treat their Ling Mansion as a real in-law, let alone give them any help.
Ling Chu expected that his grandparents would refuse.
As for the reason for the rejection, she also knew it.
She didn't have any sadness about this, after all, she knew about it early on.
Ling Chu turned to the matchmaker and said, "You have heard it, please come back."
The matchmaker still didn't move, flicked the handkerchief in her hand, and said to the concubine in a strange way, "The palace has obviously agreed to let the eldest girl be a concubine, but now that the sedan chair is coming, she has gone back on her word. Aren't you afraid that Duke Zhao's palace will be angry?"
The madam pursed her lips and looked embarrassed. If it were before, she would naturally not be afraid of Duke Zhao's mansion.
But based on the current situation of the Ling Mansion, if Duke Zhao's Mansion insists on making things difficult for them, they really won't be able to withstand it.
For the first time, Mrs. Dong was deeply unhappy with Mr. Dong.
Although she didn't like Ling Chu, she never thought about letting her become someone else's concubine. She really couldn't understand why Dong agreed to make Ling Chu his concubine.
It would be fine if she were the imperial concubine, but she is not.
Just when the wife was in trouble, a well-dressed woman with a rigid face walked in from the outside and said, "Sister-in-law Gao, what time has it been? Why haven't you brought the person out yet? The people outside welcoming the bride are all tired of waiting."
The matchmaker flicked her handkerchief and said with an apologetic smile, "Mother Dou, it's not that I'm delaying on purpose. It's just that the eldest girl doesn't want to get on the sedan chair. You can't blame me for that."
Aunt Dou glanced at Ling Chu coldly, then turned her head, and bowed her knees slightly to Ling Mao and Mrs. Dou who were standing above her, "You two, it's getting late, I will take the eldest daughter away, our prince I’m still waiting at the house.”
This Dou Ma is a steward of the wife of the Duke of Zhao. Although she was paying respects, anyone could see her perfunctory attitude.
The Madam was unhappy, "Please go back, Madam. There is no need to say anything about taking my eldest granddaughter away. My daughter-in-law is confused and did something stupid yesterday. I will take her to apologize to the wife of the Duke of Zhao someday."
Madam Dou came with a mission today, so she would not be sent away by the Madam with a few words.
"Madam, there is no reason for the sedan chair to go out and return empty. What's more, Madam Dong signed the concubine document yesterday, and also accepted fifty acres of good land and three hundred taels of betrothal gifts from our Duke of Zhao's mansion.
No matter what, I have to take your eldest daughter back today."
Ling Mao and the Madam frowned. They didn't expect that Dong would actually sign the concubine document and betrothal gifts. This is difficult to deal with.
Seeing that the two were silent, Madam Dou turned to Ling Chu expressionlessly, "Miss, it's getting late, get on the sedan chair."
Ling Chu sneered. Dong sold her for fifty acres of fertile land and three hundred taels.
"I still say the same thing. It's impossible for me to be your prince's concubine! Whoever signed the document and whoever received the betrothal gift, you can take him away."
Dong's face was gloomy, but Ling Chu didn't even look at her. Since she didn't treat her as a daughter, don't blame her for disregarding her face.
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