Zhang Feng was speechless.
If it weren't for the fact that the old scholar was old, he would have beaten him up.
Damn it, there was nothing going on. He hadn't even seen the girl yet, and he was already calling her father-in-law?
He seriously suspected that the old Xiucai had taken a fancy to the servant girl in the mansion.
Zhang Feng couldn't help but glance at Cui Er.
Then, he looked at the old scholar. There was no need to rush. He actually saw a little similarity between the two of them!
Could this girl be the old scholar's illegitimate daughter?
In ancient times, there was an unwritten rule. When a young lady got married, her servant girl had to accompany her as a concubine. Could this girl be the old scholar's illegitimate daughter?
Otherwise, why would he care so much about her?
The old scholar sat and waited. He didn't see Zhang Feng speak. Instead, he saw Zhang Feng's eyes darting between him and Cui Er. Not only that, his face revealed an expression of understanding.
The old scholar was so angry that he raised his chopsticks and scolded him.
He said that it was Zhang Feng who ruined his reputation. He clearly thought that Zhang Feng was overflowing with talent, but he didn't say anything. He even wasted his time here. He couldn't help but feel that it was a pity. He thought that if he could find a wife for Zhang Feng, it would make Zhang Feng feel better.
However, he didn't expect that Zhang Feng would be so cruel and unscrupulous, treating his good intentions as ill intent.
In an instant, Old Lady Wang, Old He, and even Zhu Zi's parents, who were squatting at the door, couldn't sit still. They surrounded Zhang Feng and scolded him.
Zhang Feng was so embarrassed that he felt that he had wronged everyone.
After a long time, the pot of meat was turned upside down. The five jars of wine also made everyone dizzy and shut their mouths. .
At this time, the old scholar dizzily patted Zhang Feng's shoulder and talked about business.
"Feng Zi, you have to worry about your father-in-law. I know you know the Four Great Demon Kings. Hurry up and find them and think of a way!"
So this was the old scholar's plan!
Zhang Feng suddenly understood.
He hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Alright, alright, alright. I'll go now. I must rescue Shopkeeper Zhang today! You guys hurry up and leave today. I'll let Gou 'zi go later. Invite them over, okay? "
Zhang Feng directly asked him to leave.
However, he knew that this wasn't a big deal.
Since he hadn't returned yet, he was probably cooperating with the yamen to find out who this jade hairpin belonged to. He would definitely return safe and sound today!
He had seen the notice too. Even the yamen had said that these things were not goods from the treasury. In other words, they were not goods transported out of the royal city. Moreover, these things were worth at most a hundred copper coins. Who the hell would check for you?
If you wanted, you could buy a few carriages in Chang 'an City!
Therefore, Shopkeeper Zhang was only squatting in the yamen symbolically to cooperate with the investigation!
Finally, he sent away those people who were picking their teeth as they walked.
Along the way, he also gave them some braised meat and a small jar of good wine. Only then did he send this group of demons away.
However, what made Zhang Feng angry was that Cui 'er, who was leaving, actually touched his hand and stuffed a piece of paper into his palm. He didn't know if it was intentional or not. .
Looking at the beautiful and hurried handwriting on the piece of paper.
Zhang Feng suddenly had the illusion that he was in a middle school puppy love.
"I don't know you. I'm just curious today, so I sent Cui 'er to meet you. Please forgive me for my rudeness!"
"Zhang Mansion, Yuyao!"
Yuyao!
Zhang Yuyao.
And a talented woman!
Zhang Feng's headache became bigger.
He didn't know if it was intentional or not, but Cui 'er was still at the door and didn't leave. She seemed to be waiting for a reply.
Okay, Zhang Feng was also interested.
This girl is interesting. She has some guts!
He couldn't help but feel like he had found his first love.
He simply wrote a poem on a piece of paper on the counter.
Song Dynasty poet Liu Yong's "Phoenix Perches on the Parasol" as a return gift.
"Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is gentle. Looking at spring's sorrow, the sky darkens. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, who would be dispirited without words?
To make Shuang Kuangtu drunk. To drink and sing, forced music is tasteless. My belt is getting loose, but I don't regret it, I'm haggard for her. "
He wanted to see if Zhang Yuyao would reply with another poem!
And most importantly, he wanted to shut the old scholar and the others' mouths!
Otherwise, he would go crazy if he did this all day!
When he folded the piece of paper into the shape of a thousand paper cranes and handed it to Cui 'er, the old scholar and the others who were hiding outside the door laughed and left.
Zhang Feng could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He slumped on the chair and fell into a deep sleep.
He felt like he hadn't slept for eight lifetimes.
However, just as Zhang Feng was about to fall asleep …
At the corner of the street, Cui 'er carefully opened the paper crane with a red face. Under the gaze of Old He and the others, the old scholar slowly read the poem.
In an instant, the old scholar held the piece of paper in his hands and slapped Old He on the shoulder with an excited look on his face.
"It's done!"
"The marriage is done!"
"Hahaha! What a good 'I'm haggard for her'! "
"Good poem! Good thing! "
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