Li Fugui felt that it was better for him to work hard than for Jiujiu to be looked down upon and be wronged because of him.
Li Fugui and He Niang had been married for 20 years. As soon as Li Fugui opened his mouth, He Niang knew what Li Fugui was thinking. Although He Niang didn't think there was anything wrong with Li Fugui being a businessman, thinking of what Jiujiu said today, He Niang sighed faintly and went to the warehouse to prepare the gifts for tomorrow.
As soon as Mu Qing returned home, Li Cuilian immediately came up to him and said anxiously, "My son, is your marriage with that businessman's daughter set?"
In Li Cuilian's opinion, Mu Qing was handsome and a scholar. It was a waste of talent for him to marry Jiujiu. However, they were poor now and urgently needed Jiujiu's money to make their lives better.
Moreover, Mu Qing was a scholar now and she was also a scholar's mother. It was a little degrading to continue to sell embroidery to make money.
The reason why she asked Mu Qing to agree readily was that she planned to use Jiujiu's dowry to make her life more comfortable.
Being looked at by Li Cuilian with expectation, Mu Qing became more and more anxious. Although he and Li Cuilian had made up their minds to use Jiujiu's dowry to make their lives better, Mu Qing was irritated when he thought of what Jiujiu said to him today and was asked anxiously by Li Cuilian at this moment.
Jiujiu looked at him with a mocking gaze, as if he was a toad that wanted to eat swan meat. She said, you're just a poor scholar. You don't deserve to know my name. She said, you'll never have a thousand taels of gold in your lifetime. She also said, you're just a poor scholar with nothing to lose. You're not worthy of a beauty like me.
Obviously, obviously, she was just a humble merchant's daughter, but she dared to talk to him in such a tone. Thinking of this, Mu Qing wanted to tear Jiujiu's face apart.
How would she dare? How would she dare?
Mu Qing did not want Li Cuilian to know that he had been humiliated by Jiujiu, nor did he want her to know that he had been threatened by Mo Yuan Ming and was forced to kneel on the ground. He could only clench his fists and grit his teeth as he said, "Mother, that girl is just a merchant's daughter. Although my family is poor, but I still have some integrity. Even if I don't have enough food to eat, I will not bow my head to the stench of money. Do not mention this again."
After saying that, Mu Qing flung his sleeves and went back into the house.
Li Cuilian had thought that Mu Qing would tell her a piece of good news when he came back today. She had thought that she would be able to ride roughshod over others. She hadn't expected that Mu Qing, who had been fine with her yesterday, would actually go back on his word today.
Li Cuilian's first reaction was not why Mu Qing went back on his word, but that her days of wealth were about to fly away.
If Mu Qing was not willing to be together with Jiujiu, without Jiujiu's dowry, wouldn't she have to rely on embroidery to make a living in the future?
Her eyesight was not good enough. She would make less and less money from embroidery. As Mu Qing was going to take the provincial examination, there would be more and more places to spend money. Thinking of this, Li Cuilian's hair turned white from her anxiety.
Li Cuilian quickly caught up to Mu Qing. She wanted to know why Mu Qing would refuse to marry Jiujiu. Yet when she saw the closed wooden door of Mu Qing's room, Li Cuilian's footsteps paused. She sighed and turned to leave.
Right now, Mu Qing would not listen to anything. She could only wait until tomorrow to have a good talk with him.
In contrast to Jiujiu's family's entanglement and Mu Qing's family's worries, Mo Yuanming directly said to the Prince and Princess Consort, "I have found the person I like. Quickly prepare the betrothal gifts for me. I will go to her house soon to send the betrothal gifts."
Actually, Mo Yuanming felt that it would be a little late to send the betrothal gifts tomorrow. But thinking that Jiujiu had not agreed to marry him and sending the betrothal gifts tomorrow would be a little rushed, it would seem that he did not value Jiujiu. Thus, Mo Yuanming could only suppress his desire to marry Jiujiu now and let the Prince and Princess Consort prepare the betrothal gifts first.
The Prince and Princess Consort were sipping tea and discussing with the Prince what gifts to send for the Empress Dowager's birthday next month when Mo Yuanming suddenly said that he had found the person he liked.
The Prince and Princess Consort looked at each other. After a moment, they asked tentatively, "What does my son's sweetheart look like?"
Hearing the Prince ask him what Jiujiu looked like, Mo Yuanming narrowed his eyes and touched his chin, carefully recalling the appearance of Jiujiu. "Big eyes, high nose bridge, small mouth, oval-shaped face. She is neither tall nor short and has a very pleasant voice. If you see her, you will definitely like her."
Looking at the height that Mo Yuanming gestured, the Prince and Princess Consort simultaneously let out a long sigh of relief. After the two of them looked at each other, they confirmed a thought in their hearts.
Fortunately, Mo Yuanming's sweetheart was a woman and not a man.
If it was really a man, the Prince would definitely cry to death.
Seeing that it was a woman, the Prince's expression instantly relaxed. He looked at Mo Yuanming and asked, "What is the woman's name and where does she live?"
"Her name is Jiuniang and she lives …" Mo Yuanming tilted his head to look at the attendant beside him and asked, "Where does she live?"
The Prince and Princess Consort: "…"
Hearing Mo Yuanming ask where Jiujiu lived, the attendant hurriedly whispered the address of Jiujiu's residence. Hearing the attendant say where Jiujiu lived, the Prince and Princess Consort instantly frowned.
She had inquired about the names of all the noble ladies in the capital. Why hadn't she heard of this girl's name?
Thinking of the bastard things that Mo Yuanming had done, Princess Consort was shocked. Thinking of the matter of Mo Yuanming staying at the brothel a few days ago, she couldn't be a prostitute, right?
Afraid that Mo Yuanming would be angry if she asked directly, Princess Consort tactfully asked, "How are the health of the girl's parents?"
Mo Yuanming lowered his eyes and thought of Li Fugui's chubby appearance just now. He answered Princess Consort calmly, "Her father is healthy. I didn't see her mother."
Seeing Mo Yuanming talk about Jiujiu's parents with a natural expression, Princess Consort's heart relaxed. She was a good girl who could talk about her parents. At most, her family background was not very good.
Although Mo Yuanming had a bad reputation in the eyes of others, as a parent, she would only think that her child was perfect. Therefore, to the princess, no matter what Mo Yuanming was like, he would always be an excellent child that was rare in the heavens.
Moreover, no matter how bad Mo Yuanming was, he was still an official of the court and had inherited the throne. Although Princess Consort didn't require that they be of equal social status, at least there should be some similarities. For example, she had never heard of Jiujiu's name before. It was impossible.
Princess Consort looked at Mo Yuanming and pursed her lips. She lowered her voice and said, "Ming 'er, what does the father of your sweetheart do?"
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