Chapter 210 Part 2
The next day, the news that Heir Zong of the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family had personally gone to Prince Duan’s Mansion to request marriage to Prince Duan’s heir spread quickly throughout Zheng Capital. Beyond surprise and amazement, there was also inevitable skepticism tinged with mockery.
Miss Tang Wei of the Wuxing Tang Family was quite renowned among her peers from prominent families; she and her biological brother, Heir Chen, had composed a pair of poems that became widely circulated in the Northern Border. As the legitimate daughter of the Wuxing Tang Family, Miss Tang boasted striking beauty, and the harsh environs of the cold lands had only served to make her even more slender and tall compared to other ladies from prominent families.
Even the Zhang Family of Hejian, who were usually superior, had Miss Zhang Linghui who was slightly shorter than this Miss Tang.
The Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family had calculated well. Although they were located in the Northwest Border, the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family originally hailed from the Imperial City and were a bit shorter than the people from the Northern Border. To gain a firm foothold in the Northwest Border, height was certainly a disadvantage for them.
For this reason, Old Lady Zong actually favored Miss Tang even more.
"Go what go? Wait for people to laugh at us?" The courtyard in the Imperial City belonging to the Wuxing Tang Family was nowhere near as luxurious or imposing as those of the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family or Shiping Aristocratic Family. Being later adherents and separated by one more layer of relations, aside from Princess Helin of the Nanan Aristocratic Family, Tang Wei really didn’t want to go to this gathering.
"Miss, we have already accepted the invitation. If you don’t go now, they will definitely think that you’ve heard those rumors and are too scared to attend," Maid Xiao Wen said anxiously. The carriage was ready; these ladies from prominent families often had small gatherings, calling one another over for two-family or three-family get-togethers with frequent visits, but invitations to their own miss were rare.
Tang Wei rolled her eyes at her maid.
"Whatever they think, what can I do about it? That Heir Zong, in my eyes, seems to be the type befuddled by wine and meat. Otherwise, why would he do such a..."