Planning to marry the third master

Seeing the endless number of gods and immortals, unable to move forward or backward, Feng Zhuoming gave up the idea of ​​looking for someone and said to the woman in his arms: "I am leaving?"

"Where to go?"

"I wanted to find him, but now it seems hopeless." He wanted to take a shortcut back, so he went through the woods beside the two rammed earth roads.

Yun Jiayi said, "I can take you back to the city. There is a small path."

"Aren't you going to watch the excitement?"

"No need to watch it. You've seen it too. If a girl is alone and doesn't meet someone like you, she will suffer a lot."

"Aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

"Don't be afraid, you are a man of integrity."

"What if I'm pretending? Wouldn't you be in more danger?"

"Then is this young master pretending?"

"Let's go." He didn't say whether she was pretending or not, the woman would be able to tell for herself.

The two of them squeezed their way out of the crowd. Such people were really ignorant in the eyes of their elders. How could they not have a sense of reverence when the gods hadn't even left yet?

After entering the forest, there was no one to squeeze in, but it was seen as indecent, and someone rushed into the forest. Yun Jiayi, who was walking in front, was stunned and turned around immediately. Fortunately, someone quickly blocked her way. What happened...

Then Yun Jiayi followed Feng Zhuoming.

The return journey was bumpy and the woman's skirt got caught, so she just lifted the hem of her skirt in an indecent way. However, the thorns scratched her calves a few times, causing severe pain.

Feng Zhuoming looked at the situation on the roadside. He almost followed the people from the temple fair all the way. When he couldn't find a good road, Feng Zhuoming just pulled the woman's sleeve and walked.

Yun Jiayi didn't know if she was touched, as if the stranger in front of her was treating her better than her family. She couldn't help but be curious about how he treated his wife at home, so she asked, "Sir, are you married?"

Feng Zhuo Ming said: "No."

Yun Jiayi couldn't help but ask, "Young Master looks quite old, why hasn't he gotten married yet?"

Not young anymore?

Feng Zhuoming turned around and asked, "How old do you think I am?"

Yun Jiayi looked at his face and said, "He looks about the same age as my uncle, but is he thirty?"

Feng Zhuoming: "......." He was angry, very angry. He took a deep breath and said, "Although I am an official outside and a bit older, I shouldn't be your uncle. How old are you?"

Yun Jiayi said: "Fifteen."

No wonder he is short, he hasn't grown up yet. Feng Zhuoming wanted to say that he would not bother with the child, but he still had to clarify the age, and said: "I am just over twenty years old, not much different from you."

"You are lying. You just said that you have been an official for several years, plus you have taken the imperial examinations. How could you be only a young man?"

Feng Zhuoming childishly took out the seal that represented his identity, forgetting about etiquette, and held Yun Jiayi's hand, pressing the back of her hand, not gently, and a clear official identity jumped out of the back of her hand. The man said, "I wrote an excellent essay in the Imperial College when I was sixteen years old, and no one could match me. I was appreciated by the late emperor and became an official early. What's wrong with that? Can't some young people become officials earlier?"

Yun Jiayi covered her lips, and only then did she realize that the man in front of her was a bit childish, and said, "I was wrong, please don't blame me, young master."

Feng Zhuoming took back the seal, stopped holding the little girl's sleeve, and walked forward.

Yun Jiayi quickly followed and said, "Sir, I was wrong, don't be angry."

Feng Zhuoming paused. Was he so obviously angry? He calmed down and walked slower.

After a while, Yun Jiayi asked again: "Is the young master engaged?"

"No." He said angrily.

"That young master..."

Feng Zhuoming turned around and asked, "What do you want to say, young lady?"

Yun Jiayi didn't know how to express her heart-pounding feeling. Some words were too blunt to say, so she asked, "Sir, have you ever heard a saying?"

"what?"

"The story of the girl from Yue falling in love with the prince of Chu, Ejun Zixi, at first sight..." she said implicitly.

Feng Zhuoming was stunned, and looked at the young woman in front of him and said, "You are too bold."

Yun Jiayi couldn't help but say, "So you are really well-read, you can tell as soon as I tell you. Don't get me wrong, I just think you treat me better than my family does. After today, I don't know if we can meet again. I think you are a rare good man in the world, so I'll give it a try. If we are not destined to be together, I've tried my best."

Feng Zhuoming couldn't explain it. She had no feelings for the woman in front of her, and was even more surprised at her boldness. She had chosen her lover after knowing her for less than an hour. He said, "I will be leaving for Bianjing soon, and will only stay here for a few days."

No chance, Yun Jiayi was not angry, just a little regretful in her heart, showing a generous smile, and said: "Although it's a pity, I was scared by myself today. I can write it in the storybook when I go home."

"Are you writing a storybook?"

Yun Jiayi nodded and said, "Just to make a living."

"You won't be supported at home?"

"I am a concubine's daughter. My mother only loves my sisters. This is a secret."

Feng Zhuo understood clearly, no wonder his father didn't love him and his mother didn't care about him.

This temperament is very similar to her sister's when she was in trouble. This woman wants to find a good man, maybe she wants to leave that home.

He is so young and yet he does such a bold thing. I am afraid it is due to the pressure of life.

It can't be said that he felt pity, but it can only be said that he felt more compassion. He said, "You will find a good person."

Yun Jiayi smiled brightly, perhaps also with the intention of covering up her inner disappointment, and said, "I hope so."

These words reveal so much helplessness; she was only a fifteen-year-old girl.

If a concubine's daughter meets a bad mistress, she may not have a good marriage.

Feng Zhuo Ming asked: "Which family's daughter are you from?"

Since there will be no intersection in the future, there is no need to know the extra information. Yun Jiayi said: "Young Master has no interest in me, so it is useless to know. Or, Young Master wants to remember that such a bold woman showed her affection to you today."

How dare she say that.

Feng Zhuoming said calmly: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

After stumbling along the way, they turned to the right path and arrived at the city gate. The woman smiled brightly at Feng Zhuo and said, "Goodbye."

Feng Zhuoming nodded: "Goodbye."

After returning to the city, the woman took a small path and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Zhuoming shook his head. It was the first time he met such a woman. He thought that they were not destined to be together.

Thinking that this girl is still young, has grown up in adversity, and is strong, he can't help but feel a little regretful. It's not that he can't marry her just because she is unmarried. It's nothing, it's just a passing fancy.

Thinking that Xie Xinnian was not in the teahouse, Feng Zhuoming walked towards the inn.

It was also a coincidence that not long after walking, he saw a few familiar figures coming out of the alley and crossing the street to another alley. He hurried forward, pulled Luo Mingrou and called out: "Mom!"

Luo Mingrou turned around and saw an ugly, dark, tall man. She shouted, "Who is your mother?"

Feng Zhuoming was speechless. Has he changed so much?

Feng Zhuohua widened his eyes and said, "Zhuo Ming!"

"Sister."

Luo Mingrou then realized that it was her son, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in great surprise: "God is obviously working, God is obviously working!"

Feng Zhuoming said: "Mother, why are you in Lin'an? Where is father?"

Luo Mingrou said, "Your father has just been transferred to Lin'an, so it's a good opportunity for us to reunite with your sister. I didn't expect you to come too, but the government has also transferred you here."

Feng Zhuo Ming said: "I am going to Bian Jing, and will stop by Lin'an to visit my sister."

Feng Zhuohua asked: "When did you come?"

"Yesterday, I went to the shopkeeper of the Xie family and Xie Xinnian, but they didn't know where my sister was. Today, I saw you guys in the teahouse and looked for you. I searched for a long time."

Speaking of Feng Zhuohua, he got angry. Xie Yunxiao said that they took a shortcut and ended up in a corner, getting lost. He had never been to a remote place, so he led them wandering around like a headless fly. When they came out again, all the gods were gone.

It was a rare occasion for Xie Yunxiao to make a fool of himself, so he said, "Let's go home and talk."

Luo Mingrou said: "Yes, yes, go home, your father will be very happy to see you."