Song Jiao was the daughter of the magistrate of Huainan. Her parents were loving and her family was relatively wealthy. As she was just passing her hair age, one after another men were proposed to marry her.
Just when the elders were about to decide on the scholar they had met when they were young, a group of people outside the door were holding the marriage certificate.
Cui Che, the current courtier and the head of the Cui family in Chang'an, was originally a powerful figure in a wealthy family. He attracted the admiration of many women. Even the princess wanted to pick this flower of the high mountains. Who would have thought that he would marry the daughter of a small county magistrate in the barren land of the north.
Song Jiaochu was married for the first time. She was dignified and virtuous. She and Cui Che could not be called husband and wife, but they treated each other as if they were guests. She had no other feelings for her future husband and only hoped that they would get along well.
Cui Che looked at the woman in front of him who was gentle but not affectionate enough. He raised her chin with his fingers and said, "Why don't you look at me? I don't like you!"
Song Jiao dodged his hand gracefully and said with a sweet smile: "How dare you! Husband?"
He said something he didn't dare to say, but his eyes showed no emotion at all.
This marriage is not what she wants, Mrs. Cui does it, and there is nothing else!
Clearing mines; plundering by force
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Intention: I plant flowers in barren places