Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 170 Wang Yanzhi's Marriage Proposal

After Mu Yao left Shangjing, Wang Yanzhi also returned to the court.

He was full of fighting spirit as if he had been reborn, and solved five major cases in succession, which won high praise from Emperor Qingyuan and all the civil and military officials in the court.

For this, Emperor Qingyuan rewarded him with a pearl-inlaid eight-treasure mirror, a hibiscus jade inkstone and a necklace with 108 oriental pearls.

Wang Yanzhi felt that Emperor Qingyuan seemed to have a love for him that went beyond that between a monarch and his subjects.

He took the three treasures and went to Jiang Fuqiu's yard.

"Mother, my son has made great contributions, and the emperor has rewarded me with these three treasures. Do you like any of them?" No matter how Wang Yanzhi looked at them, he felt that these three treasures were not suitable for his son.

Jiang Fuqiu glanced at her and said calmly, "Mother doesn't need anything. Keep it for yourself and give it to Yaoyao next time she comes."

“Mother, why do you think the emperor gave me these three things...?” Wang Yanzhi had an indescribable feeling.

Jiang Fuqiu looked at Wang Yanzhi helplessly and couldn't help but reflect on her own educational methods. How could she have raised him to be so dull!

"It's obviously for your wife, can't you even see that?"

Wang Yanzhi was slightly stunned, then asked suspiciously: "Why did the emperor send a gift to Yaoyao through me?" What was the relationship between his wife and Emperor Qingyuan? Even if he wanted to send a gift to Yaoyao, why did he have to go through him? Wouldn't it be better to go through Li Taifu?

Facing his doubts, Jiang Fuqiu's lips trembled a few times but she couldn't make a sound. She turned her face to hide the emotions in her eyes and said calmly: "The emperor doesn't have so many reasons for doing things. Come with me and your father to the Taifu Mansion to propose marriage. Let's get you and Yaoyao married as soon as possible."

Propose marriage?

When Wang Yanzhi heard this, the tiredness in his eyes instantly disappeared. His whole body was full of energy, just like a roc soaring in the sky with the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

"Mom, what do we need to prepare?"

He calculated the assets under his name in his mind, but found that he had no idea. In all these years as an official in the court, he seemed to have never cared about these yellow and white things, so he had no idea how much he was worth.

"Don't worry, I and your fathers are here. You just need to listen to Master Li's opinion later."

Jiang Fuqiu also has a little son, who is twelve years old this year, and is not yet at the age where she needs to worry about him. Wang Yanzhi's marriage must be done in a grand manner, and also to let the man see that she, Jiang Fuqiu, can still make her son live comfortably without him.

"Mom, I'm afraid we won't be able to hunt wild geese for a while."

The proposal of marriage geese cannot be faked, and must be shot by hand. But now it is summer, and the nearest flock of geese lives at the junction of Dayun and Beiming. It is impossible to hunt them without ten days.

Jiang Fuqiu waved her hand and said with a smile: "It is not necessary to have Dayan when proposing marriage. Eight gifts will also be fine. Mother will prepare all these, don't worry."

Half an hour later, her husband Wang Guizhang hurried back, and the three of them went to the Taifu residence together.

The marriage proposal went smoothly. Li Taifu did not make too many requests, but kept praising Wang Yanzhi for his good character, which made Jiang Fuqiu and Wang Guizhang smile. Even Wang Yanzhi was surprised. He did not expect that he would have such a good impression in Taifu's heart.

However, regarding Wang Yanzhi and Yu Muyao's wedding date, Master Li informed them that they would have to wait until at least the end of next year to arrange it.

Then, Master Li explained the reason and told the three that Mu Yao still had five husbands' marriages to arrange, which really surprised them.

"Five?" Wang Yanzhi asked suspiciously. Shouldn't it be four?

Li Taifu's eyebrows suddenly curved into a line: "The other one is Dan Pavilion Master Xiao Douxue."

"Master of Dan Pavilion?" Wang Guizhang was so shocked that he almost lost his composure and stood up. He glanced at Jiang Fuqiu, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Jiang Fuqiu's face turned slightly red, and she twisted her fingers unconsciously, becoming absent-minded.

"Dad, Mom, do you know Xiao Douxue?" Wang Yanzhi asked.

Dan Pavilion's reputation is well-known. Although Wang Yanzhi has never met Xiao Douxue, he knows about his deeds.

"I don't know him!" they both replied in unison.

Li Changan looked at their excessive reactions and stroked his white beard silently.

Some fragmented memories flashed through his mind. It seemed like decades ago... Ahem... He knew... His expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

In a delicate atmosphere, they ended the topic.

On the way back, Wang Yanzhi asked his parents about Dan Pavilion again. They gave a few vague questions and then avoided answering.

The sun is scorching and the heat is rolling.

Jiang Fuqiu did not feel the suffocation from the scorching summer sun at all. She stared blankly at the deserted street outside the car pavilion, and the figure of a young man vaguely flashed through her mind.

The winter snow is flying, the sun is setting over the cliff, the black hair is wearing a golden crown, and the white clothes are whiter than snow.

A pair of eyes as bright as the moon.

When the cold wind blows, the most beautiful frost flowers in the world appear at the corners of my eyes.

In his cold, white, calloused palm was a pill as bright as his eyes, like a black gem. He raised his voice like a spring in her ear and said word by word, "Girl, if you take my pill, you will have to be my wife. Have you thought about it?"

If Yue Baisu had not appeared that year, perhaps she would not have turned away so decisively and abandoned this marriage.

From then on, we lost all contact, the spring mountains were as dark as ink and the grass was as black as smoke.

Some people don't belong to you, but meeting them is precious.