Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Part 2

Fu Mingze's personality. Shen Moer didn't expect him to say so bluntly that he was financially strapped, but she immediately understood that Fu Mingze wanted to persuade her not to take impulsive risks just for a little material gain.

Shen Moer was in a good mood immediately. She couldn't help curling her lips and asked, "Is Fu Zhiqing afraid that we are in danger?"

Fu Mingze was slightly startled, then lowered his eyes, and did not directly answer the question, but said: "No matter how much it is worth, it is not as important as life. Even if it is really stolen, we can still find a way."

After a pause, he continued, "Even if I don't have money, Zheng Jiamin's family is well off and has some money. In addition, I have a good friend whose family is relatively well-off and can also give me money at any time. If you are out of money in the future, you can come to me to find a solution together."

Shen Moer didn’t expect him to say that.

Since he has a friend who is financially well-off, it stands to reason that with some help from his friend, he should not be so poor. It is obvious that even if what he said about being able to give money at any time is true, it is estimated that at least he himself would not easily ask for it.

But what he said meant that if she needed help, he was willing to make an exception and talk to his friend.

Shen Moer smiled and did not refuse. Instead, she said, "Okay, then thank Fu Zhiqing first."

Fu Mingze glanced at her with a gentle smile in his eyes. He said nothing more, shook his head, picked up the bucket and left.

Watching his thin figure gradually walking away, Shen Moer somehow suddenly remembered what happened before the rebels besieged the city.

That day, the Emperor's uncle and her father were drinking tea and playing chess in the Lotus Viewing Pavilion in the Imperial Garden. The chess game was silent for a long time, but the two of them were counting the famous young men in Kyoto, and then asked her casually what kind of prince she wanted to choose.

At that time, she was leaning on the edge of the pavilion, fishing out of boredom. After hearing this, she thought for a moment and said, "She's pretty."

Her father's status is sensitive, so she naturally cannot choose a prince who is too smart and capable, otherwise she is afraid that the prince's ambition will not be restrained, and then trouble will arise in the inner courtyard.

Moreover, she couldn't stand ugly things since she was a child. Thinking that she would be facing the prince every day in the future, she naturally had to choose the best-looking one.

After hearing her answer, the uncle burst into laughter and said, "I heard that the fifth son of the Xu family is a very beautiful girl, and he is also a painting fanatic. He loves your father's paintings very much. I think he would be very happy to be your prince consort."

In the end, her father said, "I have seen that boy, but unfortunately he has some of the sour and pedantic air of Lord Xu, so I don't think he is suitable. Mo'er likes to practice boxing and archery with her brothers, but I think the youngest son of General Zhu is good. I have seen that child, and he is very heroic."

After a pause, her father added, "It's a pity that the last name is Zhu. I don't like it very much."

The emperor's uncle did not take it as an offense at all. After a moment's consideration, he said, "The top scholar of this year's exam is plain-looking, the second place is too old, but the third place looks okay..."

Her father said confidently, "She's just passable, how can she be worthy of my little Moer?"

The emperor's uncle was speechless after being questioned for a long time. He pointed at her father and laughed, "You, you do have some truth in what you said."

Her father did not feel that he had offended the king at all. Instead, he said seriously: "Of course it makes sense. If she just wants to choose someone who is acceptable, why would you ask me, my brother? I can pick one for her at random."

"Now that you mention it, it reminds me that the second prince of Xiqi is known as the most handsome man in Xiqi. If he can come to marry, it is not impossible to consider it." Her father said bluntly.

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That day, the Emperor's uncle and her father mentioned countless young gentlemen. Shen Moer was drowsy in the sun, and she was still sighing in her heart that it was hard for the Emperor's uncle to be so busy with all kinds of affairs, but he could still remember the names of so many young gentlemen.

Soon after that, the portraits of the people mentioned by the Emperor's uncle and her father were sent to the palace.

It is said that even the portrait of the second prince of Xiqi, who was known for his handsomeness, was inside.

It was a pity that just as the piles of portraits were delivered to the palace, the rebels arrived outside the gates of Kyoto. How could she have the energy to look through the albums?

Then everything turned upside down and the world changed.

At this moment, Shen Moer, who was separated by time and space, suddenly had a thought in her mind: What kind of prince charming should she choose in this world...or what kind of partner?

First of all, it has to look good.

No matter which world you are in, since you will be facing each other every day for decades, the first priority is to provide each other with a pleasing eye.

As for the second one.

Shen Moer recalled the criteria for choosing a partner mentioned by several aunties, such as the family's housing conditions, economic conditions, and if they were city dwellers, whether the person had a stable and decent job; if they were rural dwellers, whether the work points they earned were enough to support their family... In general, it meant that the person had good economic conditions.

However, thinking about her own identity and the treasure house that was inexplicably brought to this world, Shen Moer felt that she had to do the opposite and choose someone with poor economic conditions, preferably someone who was extremely poor.

The poor in this world also live a hard life, but at least they have a stable life. On the contrary, many of those who were once rich and powerful now live a very difficult life.

For example, Lin Kaicheng. It is said that the land in Yangliu Brigade and even some of the land in Songshu Brigade belonged to his family. The ancestors of many people in the brigade were tenant farmers of his family.

Now there are only mother and son left in his family. Such a skinny boy is doing the hardest and most tiring work in the whole brigade.

So it’s better to be poor, as it will attract less attention.

but.

Good looking, but poor.

Shen Moer's eyes fell on Fu Mingze who was walking into her kitchen carrying a bucket in the distance, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

So, Fu Zhiqing actually meets the requirements?

As soon as this thought came up, Shen Moer sneered. He just said he wanted to borrow money from his friends to help her family. How could she have the nerve to set her sights on him? Besides, her family was looking for a son-in-law, and Fu Zhiqing was probably unwilling to be a live-in son-in-law.

She didn't think about it any further and quickly put the idea aside. She quickly washed the vegetables and walked back carrying the enamel basin.

On the way, he ran into Fu Mingze carrying a bucket to fetch water, and hurriedly said, "Fu Zhiqing, I can fetch the water from the tank myself later."

Fu Mingze looked at her and smiled: "I'm taking a break while carrying water."

Shen Moer: “…”

This was a return of the joke she had made earlier.

Shen Moer ignored him. It happened that Aunt Chen and Sister Xinmei said they would wash and dry the clothes at home today, so she had a lot more work to do. She was happy to have someone to help her fetch water and feel more relaxed.

There were five more people eating today, and since it was their first time eating at her house, Shen Moer was thinking about getting some meat.

The rabbits we hunted that day were eaten in two days. Now the only meat dish at home is the dried meat we made last time, but there is not much left, and it is more like a snack, not a dish.

Chen Moer looked at the sky and thought that it was still early today, so why not try her luck on the back mountain? With this in mind, she went into the house to find the bamboo basket and the short bow she had made before, and prepared to go for a walk on the mountain. If there was no harvest, she would go to the stream to see if she could catch some fish. But just as she walked to the door, her eyes suddenly blurred, and something clucked and rushed towards her face -

Shen Moer subconsciously reached out and grabbed: "Huh?!"