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Chapter 16

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High Scholar Su sternly said, "Fang Yun, don't let your emotions affect your decisions. You are still young and have a long road ahead of you. You need someone to help you. Although my Su Clan cannot be compared to the other Clans, we are still a third generation Noble Clan. We can support you to become a third rank official! If Yu Huan is sensible and knows that you are thinking for her future, she will definitely forgive you. "

"Sister Yu Huan is kind and will definitely forgive me." Fang Yundao said.

High Scholar Su laughed, "You agree?"

"But I will not forgive myself! I, Fang Yun, can betray everyone in the world, but not Sister Yu Huan! "

"How can you be so unworldly? How infuriating! "High Scholar Su had a look of disappointment on his face.

Fang Yun slowly said, "If it was before, I would have agreed to marry your Su Clan for my future. Now that I have the guidance of a master, if I still need to rely on your Su Clan to walk the path of a scholar, wouldn't I be too useless? "

High Scholar Su carefully looked at Fang Yun and finally laughed out of anger. With a regretful tone, he praised Fang Yun, "What a good Fang Shuang Jia. Old Man did not misjudge you. With such integrity, you have convinced the Old Man. Old Man has a beautiful daughter who is over twelve and a granddaughter who is eleven. I will wait for you for three more years! In three years, you can choose one of them! "

"Your daughter is twelve? Old Scholar Su is still strong. "Fang Yundao said.

High Scholar Su's face turned red and said, "Old Man's eldest son is already over thirty."

"Thank you for your kind intentions, but I have already made up my mind. I hope you will agree." Fang Yundao said.

High Scholar Su lowered his head and sulked, ignoring Fang Yun.

After all, the Su Clan was a Noble Clan and High Scholar Su liked his daughter very much. He was not willing to let his daughter be Fang Yun's concubine. The status of a concubine was too low. Once she was not favored, she would be worse than a housekeeper.

Therefore, Fang Yun could not let Yang Yuhuan become a concubine.

When they were about to reach Fang Yun's house, High Scholar Su took out five banknotes from his pocket and gave them to Fang Yun. He said, "You've helped Jingguo break through the heavens. Congratulations. Here are a hundred taels of silver. Take it as one of my gifts."

"This … is too much." Fang Yun did not expect the other party to give so much money at one go. He did some calculations and found that it was equivalent to giving thirty to forty thousand dollars as a monetary gift for a child who went to high school. It was too generous.

Who knew that High Scholar Su would pat the other side of his pocket and say, "There is a thousand taels of silver in here. It will not be included in the dowry. Do you not want to reconsider?"

"Thank you, Old Mister." Fang Yun reached out and took the 100 taels of silver.

"Ai." High Scholar Su sighed.

All the wealthy families in the county were willing to sponsor outstanding Elementary Scholars. However, no one had ever given a hundred taels of silver as a gift on their first meeting. Not to mention a thousand taels of silver. Even if he wanted to give it away, he could not.

The horse carriage gradually slowed down and the coachman said, "Master, Fang Tong Sheng's house is just in front. It's so lively. The banquet is half a street away."

Fang Yun was about to get off the carriage when High Scholar Su said, "I heard that you took an ox-cart to the examination?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll give this carriage and three horses to you." High Scholar Su said casually.

"Ah? I can't accept it. You are too polite. I cannot accept this horse carriage. " Fang Yun knew that High Scholar Su's horse carriage and three horses were not ordinary. They were worth at least 150 taels of silver. In the entire county, there were less than twenty people who could afford such a luxurious horse carriage.

High Scholar Su said, "I only gave you the carriage because I saw your talent and integrity. If a genius like you doesn't even have a carriage, it would be the shame of my Ji County and also the shame of my Jing Country! With a horse carriage, it would be more convenient for you to study at the Dayuan School. Even if you do not think for yourself, you have to think for your child bride. You have to think about your status. "

"But …"

"Just now you were so direct and decisive. Why are you being so wishy-washy now? I am leaving now. I have a wife at home waiting for you. If you hit a wall, remember to turn back! "High Scholar Su said as he got off the carriage and left.

The coachman passed the whip to Fang Yun and followed High Scholar Su.

Fang Yun muttered to himself, "But I want to say that raising three horses is too expensive."

High Scholar Su's body trembled as he quickened his pace.

Fang Yun cupped his hands towards High Scholar Su as a form of thanks. He knew that High Scholar Su was not completely selfless. He was willing to give him so much money as an investment. But no matter what, it was a great help to him. After all, there would be many things that he would need money for in the future.

Fang Yun turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the house. He saw that it was decorated with lanterns and banners. More than ten large red lanterns were hung from ropes in the air. Below the lanterns, there was a messy table. There were even lanterns on the table, which shone on happy faces.

The banquet had already ended, but many people had not left. Many men were drinking and playing finger-guessing games. Young wives and old wives were chatting about trivial matters.

"Brother Yun is here!" Someone shouted. Everyone looked towards Fang Yun.

Soon after, Fang Yun's house was bustling with noise and excitement. Fang Yun's relatives, neighbors, and classmates, familiar and unfamiliar, all came out to welcome him.

Many people subconsciously bowed slightly and revealed humble smiles.

Everyone's eyes were filled with envy.

Some people were secretly regretting that if they had known that Fang Yun would be so successful, they would have treated Fang Yun even better.

The first people to walk up were not his relatives or friends, nor were they his neighbors. Instead, it was seven or eight matriarchs with heavy makeup. They suddenly had immense strength, and a few of them seemed to have the ability to cross a river. They squeezed through the crowd and rushed over.

"Aiya, Young Master Fang, you're back!"

"Congratulations to Master Fang for becoming the First Scholar. This old woman congratulates you."

"Congratulations Young Master Fang. Tsk tsk, I even carried you a few years ago. You even peed all over me. You were so strong that I almost fell over. Just one look and I can tell that you're destined to be the First Scholar!"

Fang Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. These matriarchs were exaggerating too much.

Following that, the matriarchs surrounded Fang Yun and started talking. Some asked Fang Yun if there were any girls that he liked, some asked Fang Yun to state his conditions, and some introduced Fang Yun to the girls from the Zhang family, the daughters of the Zhao family, and so on.

In their eyes, Fang Yun was going to be a High Scholar in the future. How could he let a child bride be his first wife, even if Yang Yuhuan was very beautiful?

At this time, marriage was about matching the social status.

Fang Yun was about to politely decline when he saw Yang Yuhuan standing at the door, looking at him and the matriarchs.

In front of Fang Yun, Yang Yuhuan was always like a sister and a mother. She never complained or got angry.

At this moment, Fang Yun saw deep worry in her eyes. She was like a kitten who saw her favorite ball of yarn being snatched away. She could only watch from afar, unable to do anything.

Yang Yuhuan just watched. She didn't fight for it. Just like before, she silently waited.

Jiangzhou's Xi Shi had never abandoned the humble Fang Yun. How could the chief planner abandon a child bride?

Fang Yun suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He could not help but shout, "Sister Yuhuan, pick an auspicious day. I'll officially marry you and be my wife. I've waited for more than ten years!"

The two of them looked at each other.

The whole place was silent.

Yang Yuhuan's fair face instantly turned red. Her originally dim eyes were brighter than the starry sky. At this moment, her peerless beauty seemed to illuminate the entire county.

All the men present were captivated by Yang Yuhuan at this moment.

"Nonsense!" Yang Yuhuan said coquettishly. She lifted her skirt slightly, turned around, and ran into the house.

Her steps were very light.

Many people followed and cheered loudly.

The matriarchs' expressions changed. What was going on?

Fang Yundao said, "Thank you, sisters-in-law. I will marry Sister Yuhuan and never change my mind! You'd better find someone else. "

The matriarchs looked at each other, but one of them smiled and said, "In the past, people said that Miss Yuhuan was a flower … Cough, they said that she was unlucky. However, I always said that the two of you were very compatible. What about now? Everyone in the county, who dares to say that you're not worthy of Yuhuan? However, you'll be a provincial official in the future. Even if Yuhuan becomes your wife, you still need concubines to accompany you. Otherwise, everyone will call her a jealous woman. I know a few good girls from decent families. They're 100% unwilling to be concubines, but if they're the chief planner's concubines, they're 100% willing! "

"Yes, Grandpa Fang, not only do you need concubines, you also need maidservants. I know two pretty good maidservants. They're smart and smart. They're both beauties. I'll bring them over for you to see another day. "

Fang Yun suddenly felt a headache coming on. Only now did he realize the biggest problem in ancient times. Things that seemed inconceivable to him were normal in the eyes of the people here. Moreover, these people all considered carrying on the family line as their number one problem.

Ever since Fang Yun saw the power of Liu Zicheng's armchair strategy, the sense of crisis in his heart grew stronger. Now that his body hadn't even recovered, he couldn't think about wives and concubines.

"Xiao Mao, help me look after this carriage. It was given to me by High Scholar Su. Thank you for coming to congratulate me. Eat and drink well. I still have things to do, so I'll go back to my room first. "

Fang Yun walked around the matriarchs and headed home. Along the way, people kept greeting him.

His cousins, who usually looked down on him or coveted Yang Yuhuan, were all smiling. They were afraid that Fang Yun would take revenge on them, so they brought a lot of money.

Double Armor Case Chief's reputation was too big. Almost everyone who was related to Fang Yun came.

Fang Yun's house didn't have anything. In the end, these guests prepared a banquet for themselves.

After entering the courtyard, Fang Yun originally wanted to talk to Yang Yuhuan, but the courtyard was filled with a bunch of relatives and friends who had drunk too much. They all came over to toast, so Fang Yun could only accompany them.

While drinking, Fang Yun looked for Yang Yuhuan, but Yang Yuhuan deliberately avoided him.

After a few cups of wine, Fang Yun felt uncomfortable, so he pretended to be drunk and lay down on the table.

Yang Yuhuan, who had been avoiding Fang Yun, became anxious. She hurried over and found a few relatives to help Fang Yun back to his room and put him on the bed.

Yang Yuhuan asked the others to leave. Then, she took off Fang Yun's coat and used a wet towel to gently wipe Fang Yun's face.

Finally, Yang Yuhuan covered Fang Yun with a blanket. She sat by the bed and looked at Fang Yun with the help of the hazy moonlight. For some reason, she felt sweet in her heart for the first time.

In the past, Yang Yuhuan didn't have time to think about relationships. She only had one thought in her heart, and that was to take good care of Fang Yun and let Fang Yun study well. When she died in the future, she would be able to answer to Fang Yun's parents. This responsibility had always spurred her on.





For my book friend Xi 'an, I'm happy to have a son. Especially, I'm congratulating you.

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