It was autumn and Wang Zhengying's heart gradually calmed down. She looked at Fang Yun and placed all her hopes on this young man.
Fang Yun nodded slightly to Wang Zhengying and then walked down from the carriage. He politely cupped his hands to the gatekeeper and said, "I'm from Jiangzhou …"
Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper smiled contemptuously and interrupted Fang Yun, "I don't care if you're from Jiangzhou or Shui Zhou! It seems like you spent money to bail this thief out, right? Don't talk nonsense. If you don't get lost, I'll call someone to beat you up! "
Fang Yun frowned and said unhappily, "As a gatekeeper, you don't ask for the reason or the purpose of a person's visit. You're too reckless."
The gatekeeper laughed and said, "I'm naturally well-behaved towards others. Of course, I'll ask for the reason of their visit. But what's there to say to a group of thieves? Haven't you harmed our Third Miss enough? "
Zhao Hongzhuang couldn't help but take a step forward and said in a deep voice, "It's not up to you to decide whether we're thieves or not! Go tell your family head immediately! "
The gatekeeper looked at Zhao Hongzhuang who was wearing an ordinary scholar's robe and sneered, "Oh, you're a handsome young man. Your Beijing accent is not bad. You're better than the country bumpkins from Jiangzhou. But you should take a look at your own status! You're not even a scholar. You're just like me. You're even more arrogant than this High Scholar! "
Everyone was silent. Even Wang Zhengying, who had been worried, looked at the gatekeeper pitifully.
Nu Nu, who was in Fang Yun's arms, rolled her eyes at the gatekeeper.
Fang Yun said indifferently, "You're the only one in Jingguo who dares to talk to her like that. The gatekeeper of the Huang Family is indeed powerful."
The gatekeeper didn't notice everyone's strange expressions and said impatiently, "Since you're not leaving, don't blame me! Someone come! There's a thief who wants to break into the Huang Family! "
The gatekeeper suddenly shouted, catching everyone off guard.
Fang Yun shouted, "Shut up! The capital's magistrate had already heard the case last night. Magistrate Qin had ruled that Brother Zhengying did not steal anything. You dare to call us thieves? Who gave you the guts to slander a princess and a Notre-Dame High Scholar! If you dare to say the word 'thief' again, don't say that you're from a mere prestigious family. Even in the Half-saint Clan, I can convict you of the crime of slander and smash your stinky mouth! "
The gatekeeper of the Huang Family was so scared that his body trembled. He took a closer look at Zhao Hongzhuang and realized that something was wrong.
At this moment, four servants rushed out with sticks in their hands.
"Who dares to trespass into the Huang Estate!"
"Don't move!" The gatekeeper hurriedly spread out his arms like an eagle spreading its wings to block all the servants.
The four servants were all dressed in black and looked at the gatekeeper in confusion.
"What happened?"
The gatekeeper wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said bitterly, "Hurry up and go back. I might get into trouble. I still have a chance while Master is not here. Quickly go back … "
"Who's making a ruckus outside?" A slightly older voice sounded.
"It's over …" The gatekeeper's legs trembled. He was so scared that he could not say a word.
Fang Yun said loudly, "Fang Yun of Jiang Zhou is here to propose marriage with the son of my teacher."
Boom …
The gatekeeper felt that the two words "Fang Yun" were like thunder in his ears.
In the past few months, the name Fang Yun had appeared more frequently than any other person in Jingguo. Whether it was the Empress Dowager or the Emperor, whether it was Chen Guanhai or Kang Ha-chuan, whether it was in the imperial court or on the streets, it had reached the level where three or four year old children would shout that they wanted to worship Fang Yun as their teacher.
The servants' bodies trembled. They looked at each other and threw away their sticks. They took a step back from the gatekeeper and stood on both sides of the door with their hands lowered.
The footsteps inside the door suddenly quickened. Fang Yun looked inside the door and saw a man in his fifties with a long beard. He was wearing a white scholar's robe. He lifted his robe and jogged all the way.
"Is it really Fang Yun?" The man stared at Fang Yun and continued to jog.
"Does anyone in Jingguo dare to pretend to be me?" Fang Yun smiled and asked.
"Of course no one dares!" The man glanced at Zhao Hongzhuang who was standing beside Fang Yun and immediately cupped his hands and said, "Huang Longying greets Her Royal Highness." After that, he looked sternly at the gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper was so scared that his body trembled. He looked at the man and said softly, "Ma … Master, I … I …"
"What about you? Why didn't the two of you come in and report? "
The gatekeeper stuttered, "They … they … they didn't say …"
Zhao Hongzhuang said, "Master Huang, we wanted to say it. But your gatekeeper didn't let us say it. He even said that I was a handsome young man. "
Master Huang felt a headache coming on. If he hadn't fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, he would have fainted from anger.
Master Huang raised his hand and ruthlessly slapped the gatekeeper's face.
Pa …
This was the strength of a true scholar. The gatekeeper fell to the ground and his nose bled.
Master Huang was so angry that he cursed, "Bastard! Even a gatekeeper can offend Her Royal Highness and Fang Wenhou. If you were the Master, wouldn't you dare to burn down a Notre-Dame? Come, drag him in and punish him according to the family rules! "
Master Huang immediately bowed to Fang Yun and Zhao Hongzhuang and said, "I am not strict with my subordinates. I hope Her Royal Highness and Fang Wenhou can forgive me."
Fang Yundao said, "We can talk about forgiveness later. I am here today to be the matchmaker between Wang Zhengying and your Third Miss!"
Master Huang's face darkened and he said, "Fang Wenhou and Her Royal Highness came together. I have to give them face. But this person stole a friend's treasure. It is a disgrace to our culture. No matter what, we will not marry such a person."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Master Huang, do you think Hongzhuang and I are the kind of people who don't know etiquette?" Fang Yun said as he took out the document signed by Magistrate Qin and handed it to Master Huang.
Master Huang took it and read it carefully. Fang Yun said slowly, "With your wisdom, you should understand that this is just a misunderstanding."
Huang Family Head's hands trembled slightly. He returned the document to Fang Yun and said seriously, "I was reckless, Zhengying. Uncle forced Ying 'er to write a Breaking Off Love Letter before the truth was revealed. It was a big mistake. Uncle apologizes to you."
Wang Zhengying said in a panic, "No … It's not your fault. I was careless …"
Master Huang smiled kindly and said, "Then let's forget about what happened before. There is no need to mention the Heartless Letter. I will persuade Ying 'er. However, Ying 'er has reached the age of marriage. She cannot be delayed any longer. If you cannot give me the betrothal gift within a year, I cannot let Ying 'er marry you and suffer. "
Wang Zhengying's eyes dimmed and she slowly lowered her head. This meant that not only would she have to pass the High Scholar examination within a year, she would also have to buy a house in the capital and take out twenty thousand taels of silver as the betrothal gift.
Her father was just an ordinary High Scholar. Even a noble family would have to sell some of their properties to gather this amount of betrothal gift.
Master Huang said, "My Huang family is a famous family in the capital. I have already lowered my requirements. If I lower them any further, I am afraid we will become the laughingstock of the capital. "
"Uncle is right." Wang Zhengying lowered her head. Her body seemed to have lost all strength and would scatter with the wind.
Master Huang clasped his hands towards Fang Yun and said, "Marquis Wen is the matchmaker. My Huang family is more than happy to accept this, but we must not disregard the etiquette."
Zhao Hongzhuang looked at Fang Yun, revealing a look of curiosity. There was a hint of mischief in her eyes because Fang Yun's matchmaking had failed.
Fang Yun slowly put down the board in front of his High Scholar robe. Then he slowly took out an ink stone, ink stick, water, brush, white paper and other items from the River Shell.
Fang Yun prepared to write and said, "Today, I am the matchmaker. I have also prepared a betrothal gift. As for whether or not this gift is enough to marry the Huang family's third daughter, Master Huang has the final say. However, whether or not you are willing to use this betrothal gift, Zhengying has the final say. "
Without waiting for Fang Yun to finish speaking, everyone from Zhao Hongzhuang and Master Huang to Wang Zhengying and the Huang family servants. Everyone slowly sucked in a breath of air.
Wang Zhengying was so excited that her body trembled. Her eyes were red and glistening with tears.
Master Huang's right hand clenched and loosened, clenched and loosened. His eyes were constantly changing, revealing a nervous look.
Zhao Hongzhuang was slightly stunned. She looked at Fang Yun with a smile and stretched out her slender hand. She helped Fang Yun grind the ink.
Wang Zhengying's good friend Bao Han could not help but envy, "It's a blessing in disguise. Brother Zhengying's bitterness is finally over. "
Wang Zhengying's servant moved forward in small steps and stretched his neck to look at the paper in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun dipped the jade bamboo shoot sheep hair brush into the ink. He said, "In the spring, I came across the first half of the" Butterfly Love Flower ", but no matter how hard I tried, I could not write the second half. Until yesterday, when I saw Brother Zhengying shed tears for his beloved, I suddenly realized and thought of the second half. In order to thank Brother Zhengying, today I will write a poem and give it to Brother Zhengying as a betrothal gift. "
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he picked up the brush and wrote.
"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is gentle. Looking at the sorrow of spring, the sky darkens. In the afterglow of the grass, who will be dispirited without words? "
The tears in Wang Zhengying's eyes finally flowed down slowly. He seemed to see himself standing on the top of a tall building and looking into the distance. The breeze brushed his face, but he could not see the sorrow of spring. The sky seemed to be sad. Under the setting sun, the thin mist shrouded the grass. He could only be silent. No one could understand his mood when he was leaning on the railing.
Fang Yun continued to write.
"Proposed to make the wild picture drunk. Drinking wine and singing, forced happiness is tasteless."
Wang Zhengying suddenly smiled bitterly. He wanted to be drunk with the wild feeling in his heart like the poem. He wanted to raise his cup and sing, but in the end, he would inevitably find that forcing a smile was meaningless.
A sense of sadness and despair overflowed from the words of this poem, and everyone around was infected.
Huang Family Head took a step back and sighed. His heart was filled with endless regret. If he had known that Fang Yun was willing to use such a good poem as a betrothal gift, the Huang Family would not have refused Wang Zhengying. Now, not only was Fang Yun's poem hard to buy, but there were also countless people who wanted to buy it. The Dragons had already said that they wanted to buy it, but no one was willing to sell it. Some businessmen had even sent people to Fang Yun's hometown, hoping to receive Fang Yun's article before he became famous.
Huang Family Head looked at Wang Zhengying and found that Wang Zhengying's eyes had turned from confusion to clarity. It seemed that he was about to make a decision. He was even more annoyed.
Zhao Hongzhuang lowered her head. No one knew what she was thinking. Then, she raised her head and quietly waited for Fang Yun's last two sentences.
Fang Yun turned the tip of his brush and the last two sentences appeared on the paper.
"In the end, I will not regret it. I will become haggard for her."
The tears in Wang Zhengying's eyes completely disappeared. His eyes became incomparably firm. He bowed to Fang Yun and said, "Thank you, Marquis Wen, for reminding me. Like the poem, I will not regret it even if I gradually lose weight. I am willing to become haggard for her."
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