Protect Our Clan Leader

They engaged in animated discussion, and occasionally peered outside the gate tower, as if they were eagerly anticipating something.

“I heard that the groom is the young clan leader of the Ping’an Wang Family? I wonder what he looks like. I hope he’s good enough for our Miss Ruolan.”

“Brother, you’re way behind. The groom is already the clan leader of the Wang family.”

“Clan leader? How old must he be then. Our Miss Ruolan wouldn’t be going to marry a widower, would she?”

“How could it be a widower!? Our Miss Ruolan is the noble Eldest Daughter of the Liu Family. I’ve heard that the groom is only nineteen years old, at the peak of youth, just one year older than Miss Ruolan.”

“He might be fine in terms of age and status, but that Ping’an Wang Family, aren’t they a small family from some remote comer south of the Peace River?” “Yes, Ping’an Town was only established a hundred years ago. I heard that there are still fierce beasts in the area they govern.”

“Oh, heaven! Will our Miss Ruolan have to suffer in such a poor, savage land?

Isn’t a place with fierce beasts dangerous?”

In this world, many ordinary people were born and died in the same place.

Living a lifetime, if they had the chance to visit the County Town once, it would already mean they lived well.

Ping’an Town and Shanyin Town were separated not only by mountains but also by rivers. Most common folks only heard about things from others, who can really know all the information?

However, some Independent Cultivators and wandering merchants who had been north and south were a bit more knowledgeable. They spoke up for Ping’an Town: “Under the control of the Wang family, Ping’an Town has developed quite rapidly. Although it’s currently not as good as Shanyin, it does have great potential for future growth. As for the occasional sighting of fierce beasts in the territory, it does happen, but it’s inevitable as they are close to the frontier.”

“The Wang family’s clan leader, Wang Shouzhe, is quite an outstanding young talent. He is well-respected in Ping’an Town and is suitable for your Miss Liu.”

With the refutation of the independent Cultivators and wandering merchants, some of the Shanyin Town commoners have developed some impressions about Ping’an Town and Wang Shouzhe.

But still, many hold onto their prejudices.

“The occasional presence of fierce beasts is still the presence of fierce beasts.

Our Miss Ruolan getting married to such a wild place is too hard.”

“Wang Shouzhe? That’s such an ordinary name. I wonder what he looks like. Hopefully, he’s somewhat handsome and heroic, seven or eight times like the Young Clan Leader Yuan Hui would be fine.”

“How can he be compared to Young Master Yuan Hui? It would be nice if the groom was half as good as Young Master Yuan Hui.”

Various discussions continued without stopping.

Suddenly.

A few quick-witted young men came running back, their faces flushed and they excitedly shouted: “They’re here, they’re here, the Ping’an Wang family’s wedding procession has arrived, the groom is here.”

For a moment.

Everyone quieted down, craning their necks to look outside the gate.

Not long after, around the comer of the road, the wedding procession slowly emerged.

Leading the team was a young man dressed in a wedding robe with a large red flower ball hanging from his chest.

He wore a purple jade crown on his head, a tight red wedding robe, embroidered with phoenixes on a dragon-patterned base, its style was extremely intricate and complex. This symbolized the couple’s wish to manage the family harmoniously after marriage.

Around his waist hung a pouch full of treasures, which represented the wealth of the groom’s family and their ability to provide a worry-free life for the bride. This was to be given to the bride, representing her future control of the finances.

A jade sword and a small exquisite purple gold bow were worn on his nght side, symbolizing the martial power of the groom’s family and their ability to protect the wife and children.

The boots he wore symbolized the groom’s future ascent, and the wish for the family’s development and growth.

These adornments all had their particular traditions in this world.

These were the customary attires of the standard family clan leader, or the heir’s wedding. Direct descendants or legitimate sons from the family could not wear such a wedding robe.

“Eh, the groom looks upright, and his face is handsome like jade. He looks very handsome and heroic,” praised a scholar.

“As I look at the groom’s wedding robe from afar, it seems to emit streaks of red and golden light. Could it be… the legendary Gold Fire Dual Spirit Silk Robe?” A well-informed independent Cultivator exclaimed.

“Brother, what is this Gold Fire Dual Spirit Silk Robe? Isn’t it just a wedding robe? What’s all the fuss about?”

“Hehe, there are many types of Spirit Silkworms in the world. For example, Ice Spirit Silkworm, Fire Spirit Silkworm, Gold Spirit Silkworm and so on. But no matter which kind of Spirit Silkworm silk, they are all very expensive. Even a handkerchief made of Spirit Silkworm silk is a treasure for ladies from prominent families,” said the cultivator.

“The most suitable material for a man’s wedding robe is the Dual Spirit Silk Robe, made primarily with Fire Spirit Silkworm silk, and supplemented with Gold Spirit Silkworm silk. These two kinds of spirit silkworm silks have a natural reddish or golden luster, which makes the wedding robe extremely extravagant.”

“But the making of a wedding robe requires a great amount of material and intricate workmanship, which makes it even more expensive. That gown the groom is wearing, I imagine it’s worth no less than two thousand Qian Gold!” “Two thousand?”

Be it civilians, independent cultivators or peddlers, all were stunned.

That’s a fortune!

The key point was that a wedding robe was worn only once in one’s lifetime… One time and it costs two thousand Qian Gold, that’s extravagant!

“In the County Town of Longzuo County, I saw such a wedding robe. It was worn by the young clan leader of a celestial family when he was getting married,” bragged the Independent Cultivator proudly of his knowledge.

Could a groom who could afford such a wedding robe be from any ordinary family?

Almost everyone immediately looked at the groom with reverence. “Hey, don’t just look at the robe. Look at the horse the groom is riding! Another well-informed Independent Cultivator shouted.

Following his prompt.

Everyone realized that the horse the groom was riding was far from ordinary. They saw the majestic horse with a single horn on its head, its body as red as fire. Its hooves were white like clouds, vigorous and imposing, full of spirit. Its steps were light, as though it was treading on clouds and flying in the air. “This is… the legendary Ten Thousand Gold Spirit Beast Famous Steed.”

“Fire-treading White Cloud!”

Indeed.

A robe worth a fortune, a horse worth ten thousand gold, and the prince comes to marry the noble lady!