A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

The middle-aged man slowly stood up, sighed into the air, gently brushed the corner of his robe on his right arm with his left hand, and looked at A Cui who was standing not far away.

"Yes, sir."

Ah Cui responded with a serious look on her face, but she slowly turned around and was about to leave. When she walked out the door, someone called her again.

"Wait a minute."

The male voice inside was heard for a long time, but there was still no follow-up. A Cui turned around slightly and was about to come back to ask what happened when the voice inside sounded again.

"Be careful and don't make a big fuss. Just ask others if the person living in that house is the prince from the capital."

Ah Cui received the order and turned around to take people away.

**

The next day, the matchmaker brought people to the door.

The center of the Liu family's front yard was filled with betrothal gifts wrapped in bright red silk, guarded by servants standing in rows of two.

"Oh, Mr. Liu, you are sensible and made a decision so quickly. If you waited another three or five days, I'm afraid..."

The matchmaker was halfway through her words when she was interrupted by a look from Mr. Liu. She stopped talking awkwardly and turned to look at Madam Liu next to her with a smile.

"You are so virtuous, Madam. You have raised your daughter like a fairy from heaven. Once you see her, you will never forget her.

With someone like the eldest lady supporting her from behind, I'm sure that if the young lady marries him, she will be able to control her husband's family tightly and won't suffer any loss."

"Who wants to take advantage of his old widower? If you think it's good, why don't you marry him?"

The lady, who was usually amiable, suddenly had red eyes. She glared at the matchmaker fiercely, turned around, threw away her handkerchief and left.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Wang said that the wedding date should not be delayed for too long. It is better to choose a day now than to wait for another day. The day after tomorrow is an auspicious day..."

Liu Xianggong interrupted her with a wave of his sleeve and said impatiently:

"Even if I die, I will never agree to this marriage. Let that Wang guy stop dreaming.

You can take this thing back the same way you got it. We in the Liu family don’t want it.”

No one wants to be rejected, but this unfortunate thing fell on the matchmaker, and she had no choice but to smile and say:

"Sir, please don't talk like that. Your daughter agreed to this marriage. Going back on your word will not be good for your reputation. After all, you still have a son who is not married. You can't have a bad reputation for being untrustworthy, right?"

"If you want to say that, then don't tell me this. Just talk to whoever agrees with you."

After saying that, Mr. Liu also rolled up his sleeves and left.

"Just say it, it's nothing big."

The matchmaker sighed helplessly. No matter which family she went to, people would be cautious and smiling to accommodate her. But she had to face the marriage with Mr. Wang.

Fortunately, he met a clever girl who was eager to marry into a wealthy family. I don't know what he said to Miss Liu that made her change her mind so quickly.

No matter what, as long as Mr. Wang doesn't bother her anymore, she won't care so much. The most important thing is to complete the task in time.

Anyway, Miss Liu is willing to get married, so as long as Liu's parents don't stop her, there is no need for her to make things more complicated.

Miss Liu agreed readily, with the only condition being that all the betrothal gifts be returned.

The matchmaker was very surprised by such a good thing, and she also advised Miss Liu that no girl would go out without a betrothal gift, so she asked her to keep it for her own use in the future.

Who knew that Miss Liu would refuse to give in and even said that she was getting married, not being sold to Mr. Liu.

When Mr. Liu heard this, he was stunned at first, but then he thought about it and felt that it was also very beautiful.

It is not easy for an ugly old widower like myself to marry a beauty like Miss Liu, and she doesn't even ask for a betrothal gift. It must be that Miss Liu is of high moral character, or that my ancestors are very lucky.

"This is the difference between a lady from a scholarly family and a poor girl. If someone else had married me, my whole family would have wanted to devour me like a blood-sucking worm."

When he said this, his eyes inadvertently glanced at his concubine, Lin Xiaoniang, who was standing next to him, and it was natural that he looked down on her.

Three days later, Mr. Wang rode his tall horse in front with a proud look on his face. The matchmaker called on the wedding procession behind, and hundreds of people came to the door with gongs and drums.

The husband of the Liu family sighed, the eldest lady of the Liu family wiped her tears, and the maids and servants in the house blocked the door and refused to let anyone in.

The matchmaker has already told Mr. Wang about the Liu family's situation. Miss Liu agrees and is quite opinionated.

Miss Liu also said that even if her parents disagree, it would just be a fake show at best and would not have any harmful effect. They could just coax them into agreeing.

Therefore, Mr. Liu was not panicked when he encountered someone blocking the door. After all, there is a custom here that a girl’s parents block the door when she gets married.

Mr. Wang ordered the many strong men who followed him to break down the door. Just as Miss Liu said, the other party's maids and servants were no match for him. They quickly broke into the room, successfully brought the bride down from upstairs, and put her into the bridal sedan.

The weather was very good that day, the sun was warm on people's bodies, the wedding procession moved very slowly, and there were many people watching on the roadside.

It takes about half an hour to walk from Liujiagou to Wang Yuanwai's house, passing through large tracts of farmland in the middle.

It was early spring now. Last year's corn harvest had dropped sharply due to drought, and the land was too dry and hard to plant wheat. In the almost unharvested corn fields, stalks more than a meter tall stood out, making a rustling sound when the wind blew.

Amid the noise, a corner of the sedan chair curtain was gently lifted, and a low voice came from inside:

"Mother Wei, I want that."

The matchmaker came over after hearing the noise, stretched out her hand to push down the raised corner of the curtain, and said in a strange whisper:

"Young lady, your family is a scholarly family. Why didn't your parents tell you not to meet anyone before you go out?"

"Mother Wei, please be kind. You know my parents don't agree with this marriage. They are already angry..."

The matchmaker thought so too. Liu's parents were so sad and upset that they had no time to remember to instruct the girl on so many complicated matters.

The poor girl actually agreed! This made the matchmaker feel a little guilty.

"Okay, let me run more errands."

With a sigh, the matchmaker trotted to the front to discuss the matter with Mr. Wang.

Even though Mr. Wang looked unhappy, he agreed after being persuaded by the matchmaker and seeing that there were few people watching the fun. After all, the matchmaker had already helped him accomplish the big thing, so why should he be so stubborn about such a small matter?

Looking back at the big red sedan chair behind him, his heart was already bursting with joy.

The girl is beautiful, comes from a family of scholars, and is a noble family.

This old tree of a low-class merchant is about to bloom again. In the future, his descendants will not only be rich, but even if they only produce a scholar, it will be enough to bring honor to the family and change the status of his Wang family.

Seeing Mr. Wang nod, the matchmaker hurried to the side of the sedan chair and asked the maids and servants to block the door of the sedan chair and cover the bride as she got off the sedan chair.

"Mother Wei, don't let anyone follow me. I'm shy."

Miss Liu's voice was low and one could tell she was very shy. In addition, it was very difficult to move in the cornfield and among the straw, and it was really inconvenient for many people to follow her.

"Okay, I'll just follow you then."

Miss Liu did not answer, but turned around and walked forward, pushing the straw. After the matchmaker signaled to the people behind, she quickly followed and helped clear the way for the bride.

"Almost?"

They had already gone very deep inside, but the bride wanted to go further in. The matchmaker, whose hand was scratched, couldn't help but try to dissuade her.

“You can still see human figures.”

Miss Liu refused.

"Where can I see anyone?"

The matchmaker retorted with a smile.

"Look."

The bride squatted down and looked at people from the lowest point of the corn stalks.

The matchmaker said patiently, "How can you judge people like that?"

The bride complained: "But when doing that, you have to squat down!"

"Okay, okay, go inside."

The matchmaker had no choice but to patiently continue to clear the way for the bride.

"Is this always okay?"

“You can still hear their voices.”

The bride still refused.

"Miss, what do you want?"

Neither this nor that works. It is really difficult to walk in this stuffy cornfield. And the dry pollen keeps falling on the base of my neck. It is so uncomfortable.

"If Madam Wei is afraid of trouble, then I can go in by myself and call you when I'm done."

Just as Mother Wei was about to hesitate, Miss Liu said aggrievedly:

"I agreed to all of Madam Wei's conditions. Why is it so difficult for me to go to the bathroom now?"

"Okay, miss, don't go too far, and keep me informed from time to time, so you don't get lost or get scared by those scary long insects. There are a lot of them in this field."

Mother Wei also became more cautious. She knew that Miss Liu was a rich girl who was kept in the boudoir, so she said this deliberately to scare her.

Miss Liu was indeed stunned, her eyes wide open, and after a long while she nodded blankly.

Watching the big red shadow gradually disappear into the depths, Mother Wei hurriedly called out twice:

"That's about it, Miss."

"Ok."

The bride inside responded crisply, and everyone gradually quieted down.

The withered yellow corn leaves pricked her face, so the matchmaker had to look up at the sky, only then did she feel better.

But in the blink of an eye, before the matchmaker could catch her breath, the bride's voice came from inside:

"Mother Wei, she's gone."

Mother Wei quickly turned around and looked at the red shadow walking towards her with great confusion, and said unconsciously:

"So fast?"