"Brother Ci, father is having tea in the front hall."
Wei Ci came out of Jiang Pengji's house and went to visit his master's house after a short rest.
Although Master Yuanjing was famous in Jiuzhou and was the most famous scholar in the world, he lived a simple life. His house was neither too big nor too small, and the scenery in the house was very casual. The scenery in the yard was arranged bit by bit by him, and it had a natural wildness to it.
He just raised his hand to knock on the door, and the door opened by itself. A slightly immature and energetic face peeked out from the door.
The person who opened the door was his master's youngest daughter, who was also his most beloved daughter, Zhu Qingning.
Wei Ci smiled, folded his sleeves, and said, "Is this master's foresight again?"
Qingning directly destroyed Master Yuanjing's pretense and said playfully, "No, it's obvious that Sanwu in the yard suddenly ran around happily, and father couldn't do anything about it. He then knew that Brother Ci was here. It's not as powerful as you said."
Sanwu was a kitten that Master Yuanjing picked up by accident. She had a difficult birth, and Wei Ci happened to be a guest in the house, so she was asked by Qingning to help. In the end, she successfully gave birth to four pure black kittens. It was probably because of this that Sanwu was very close to Wei Ci.
Because of this, Wei Ci was often teased by a few classmates who were on good terms with him. Of course, there were also malicious mockery.
Those people maliciously mocked him, saying that if he did not achieve anything in the future, he could become a midwife.
Wei Ci only smiled at those malicious words and did not take it to heart.
Thinking of his master drinking tea in the hall and being harassed by Sanwu in all kinds of ways, he could not help but smile.
Qingning saw his expression and could not help but blush.
She was a step behind and followed him with small steps. She gently bit her lower lip and asked shyly, "Brother Ci, did you just come back from visiting friends?"
"Yes," Wei Ci said, "Master's birthday is at the beginning of March. I have to come back early no matter what."
Qingning replied with an "oh" and said with her head down, "Then … Brother Ci, do you remember what the 16th of February is?"
"16th of February?" Wei Ci was stunned. "I know that the 15th of February is the Flower Festival. What is the 16th?"
Qingning revealed a disappointed expression and tried her best to conceal the unhappiness on her face. Fortunately, she had already arrived at the front hall, so she bowed her head and hurriedly excused herself.
Wei Ci did not understand. Were the thoughts of this child so difficult to understand nowadays?
Master Yuanjing frowned when he saw his daughter's attitude, but he did not make it clear.
"Master." Wei Ci greeted.
"Don't stand on ceremony."
Master Yuanjing held onto San Wu, who was struggling and scratching him. He tidied up his messy sleeves and looked a little embarrassed.
Wei Ci held back his laughter and said, "Master, if you can't carry Sanwu, then let your disciple do it and carry Sanwu on your behalf."
Just as he finished speaking, Master Yuanjing let go of him. The three of them rushed into Wei Ci's embrace and found a comfortable spot to lie down.
Master Yuanjing secretly twitched his mouth. Another one was seduced by a young man. Even an old man was despised by him.
"I saw you chatting happily with Wuniang just now. What did you talk about?"
Qingning was the fifth child in the family, so many elders called her Wuniang.
Wei Ci did not understand and said bluntly, "Wuniang asked me if I remember what day is February 16th …"
Master Yuanjing sighed and said, "February 16th is Wuniang's birthday."
Wei Ci was stunned on the spot. His hand that was rubbing San Wu's neck stopped. He could not help but have an absurd thought.
From Wei Ci's point of view, it was indeed frighteningly absurd.
He still pretended not to understand and said with a smile, "So, she wants to ask me for a birthday gift."
Master Yuanjing's face was fierce as he exposed Wei Ci's disguise.
"After February 16th, Wuniang will be thirteen. She should be at the age to talk about marriage."
At this point, it would be too much for Wei Ci to continue pretending not to understand. He could only smile bitterly.
"I watched Wuniang grow up, and I'm seven or eight years older than her. I only see her as a younger sister. Why would I have these thoughts?"
"I know that you live the life of an ascetic monk and don't care about these worldly matters, but Wuniang is still young …" Master Yuan Jing paused and lowered his voice to ask Wei Ci, "I'm happy to see this happen, but it depends on your wishes."
After all, Wei Ci was a student that he liked. Master Yuanjing could be said to have watched Wei Ci grow up and knew his temperament. It would be best if he could recruit him as a son-in-law. He also loved Wuniang, who was an old woman. As an old father, he naturally hoped that she would live a good life.
Wei Ci was shocked. San Wu, who was in his arms, noticed the change in his emotions. She used her paw to pat Wei Ci and meowed a few times.
"I don't mean that." Wei Ci shook his head and said, "Moreover, I don't want to harm her."
In fact, Wei Ci almost got married when he was 15 years old.
It was just that when the two families exchanged cards, the bride was so scared that she broke off the engagement.
Not only did he break off the engagement, his reputation was almost completely ruined.
Those who were still willing to be friends with him were all true friends. Wei Ci treasured them very much.
No matter which family it was, if they saw Wei Ci's horoscope, who would dare to marry him?
Master Yuanjing secretly rolled his eyes. Wei Ci's excuses could fool the ignorant people, but it was not enough to fool him.
Those who believed in the horoscope would naturally be restrained, but those who did not believe in it would naturally be unaffected.
Master Yuanjing sighed, "Fine, I won't be an annoying person who will break up a loving couple."
Wei Ci's expression froze. He seemed to have thought of something and wanted to avoid it.
"Little girls are the most fickle. They like certain things very quickly. Once there is a substitute, they will change their feelings very quickly," Master Yuanjing said faintly. "It's almost the Flower Festival. When the time comes, ask your Mistress to find someone who is as good-looking as you for Wuniang. I reckon that this matter will be over."
Wei Ci was slightly embarrassed.
Was it his fault for being good-looking?
He should look for his parents for this matter.
However, Master Yuanjing had made his attitude clear, which made Wei Ci slightly relieved.
He had lied just now. He did not treat Qingning as a sister. He simply treated her as a daughter or granddaughter.
Considering the issue of seniority, he changed his words.
Wei Ci and Master Yuanjing talked for a while before Mistress called him over. She said that she had something to tell him.
Master Yuanjing watched Wei Ci leave with Sanwu in his arms. He was silent for a while. His gaze turned to the screen at the side of the hall.
"Did you hear that?"
Qingning pouted. Her eyes were filled with tears. They were bloodshot, and there were tear stains on her face.
"You shouldn't have such thoughts. Cut them off early. I will find you a real good husband. Be good. There are many good men in the world. Although not all of them are as good as me, there are many who are more filial than Zixiao. "
Master Yuanjing loved his youngest daughter, but he was not without principles.
Only Wei Ci was a little troublesome.
"I … don't believe that Brother Ci's horoscope will harm his wife, children, parents, teachers, and friends. I'm not afraid!"
"I'm not afraid of your father either. But there is someone in his heart. You can't squeeze in. Why bother?"
When Qingning heard that, she suddenly started crying again.
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