Chapter 7 Engagement

"I know you have great ambitions in your heart and you won't settle for a corner. I didn't save you to ask for a favor. Being a guard in the Wei Mansion really buried you. You and I will pretend that we have never met. You have nothing to do with the Wei Mansion anymore. The road ahead is long and the mountains are high. Just go ahead!"

Wang Yu knelt in the yard and listened to the man's clear voice. The cold bricks penetrated his knees. He did not answer, but moved his legs and knelt beside the stone avenue.

He kept asking himself, isn't this what he wants? There is no need to explain or beg anyone, you can just go and become the son of the Grand Tutor and the son-in-law of the Vice Minister in great glory.

After all, it's guilt that's the reason. This kneeling is my way of repaying you for saving me from suffering.

He straightened his back, ignored the servants coming and going, ignored the sky that changed from light to dark and then to light again, and stared at the house. He was a little dazed, and a scene from a few years ago appeared in front of him. He was lying in a leaky shack, dying and covered with wounds. The man stretched out a pair of jade-like hands to him: "Come with me, I won't let you sleep on the mud anymore!"

He didn't say a word, just stared at the room and kowtowed ten times, each time harder than the last.

The stars moved, the sky brightened, and the sunlight shone on Wang Yu, making him feel warm. He murmured, "It's dawn.

In fact, it’s already bright, isn’t it…”

"Sir, he's gone. He knelt all night last night, kowtowed this morning and left. He has a conscience, hum!"

Awu felt sorry for his own young master, who just left without saying a word. The Wei Mansion had taken him in for so many years, but there was not even a word of thanks.

"It's good that he left. I hope that will help him get rid of his grudge!" Wei Qingcheng lowered her eyes and did not turn the page of the book in her hand for a long time.

There are no such clear boundaries in this world. Both love and hate require energy. He does not want to spend his energy on people and things other than his family and people he cares about. To say that he is kind-hearted is not the case. He just rarely cares about people and is cold-hearted. Just as the Taoist said: All living beings are the same, even mayflies and princes are no different. ”

Did Wang Yu hate him in his previous life? Not necessarily. He just wanted those powers, and I happened to be a link in his climb up. In this life, I would remove myself and the Wei Mansion from all these disturbances and not get involved. As for the future, I would naturally be on guard. But if he and Sun Yanhong no longer came to harm the Wei Mansion, then everything would be fine, and the master and servant relationship in these two lives would be fulfilled.

In fact, Wang Yu has always been a child, and like a child, he longs for his father's love. Unfortunately, his father refuses to recognize him. He blames the world for not giving him fairness and love. In the future, I hope he can let go of the child in his heart and let go of the current Wang Yu. Perhaps this will help him find the fairness and love he seeks.

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Time flies, and the three-day deadline is over in the blink of an eye.

People on the street stopped to talk

The vendor selling candied haws came to the vendor selling stuffed dough with the candied haws sticks in his arms:

"Wow! What a big event! We've just caught up with it!"

“You didn’t know? Our prince is going to propose marriage to the Wei Mansion! Look at the carriage tied with red satin that just passed by. It’s full of the best medicinal materials, and this is the tenth carriage already.” The vendor placed the stuffed skin that had just been taken out of the steamer on the chopping board. It was yellow and translucent, like a big round moon on the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

"Ah, medicinal herbs? I see. This is to please my brother-in-law. The only one in the Wei Mansion who is in poor health is the second son of the Wei family. It is said that he has the disease since his mother's birth."

The big round moon was cut into long and thin strips of equal width. When chili oil was poured on it, the fragrance wafted out. The vendor happily served it to the customer and said, "Hey, you are wrong again. Our prince has made it clear that he wants to marry the sickly second son, not his sister."

The guest took two sips and was intoxicated by the aroma. When he heard this, the chili oil splashed on his chin: "The prince married a man?"

The vendor continued his business:

"Yeah! I heard from the servants of Prince Xuan's Mansion that if you say nice things, you can get wedding candy. Look, it's just at the other end of the street. I ran into it when I just set up the stall. Hehe, I got some for my dog ​​Dan."

The guest was wearing a long robe and looked like a scholar with some culture. "You want this too? You are too spineless. You just want to be brothers because the second young master is handsome. Men and men, the world is really going downhill. Even the prince likes this."

The guests at another table said contemptuously, "Yes, you are the only one who has guts. The servants in the palace also said that there will be a free banquet on the wedding day. If you have the guts, don't go. There will be princes and nobles at the banquet. Your career..."

"Humph, your career path depends on your own ability, what does this have to do with anything?"

"Don't go, don't let me see you at the wedding banquet in the palace!"

The two of them argued fiercely.

In the inner courtyard of the Wei Mansion, as soon as one entered the door, one could see wooden boxes of various sizes covered with red silk. Song Rui entered the main hall, bowed deeply to Wei's father and mother, stood up and unfolded a piece of cloth.

"The Hexuan Palace presents: two boxes of deer antlers, eight thousand taels of gold, eighty thousand taels of silver, six hundred bolts each of soft smoke silk, cicada wing gauze, embroidered satin, heavenly fragrant silk, and brocade, six hundred jars each of Gujing tribute wine, Jiannan Shaochun, and Wenjun wine Fengqiuhuang..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a tall man wearing a long coat with a black border and a yellow skirt. His figure and demeanor were both excellent. Wei's father and mother hurried out to greet him. They did not dare to look up and just bent their waists to kneel down and pay homage.

He was stopped by those noble hands: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, there is no need to do this. The younger generation should be polite to the elders."

After Wei's father stood up, he saw that his brows were relaxed and he spoke so appropriately. He thought that the interests mentioned in his letter satisfied the other party.

Xie Jingyu raised his hand, and the person behind him brought a wild goose over.

"Originally, the matchmaker should have come to the door and gone through the formalities of asking for the bride price, asking for the bride's name, and asking for the bride's blessing. However, I have no mother to raise me and no father to accompany me. Also, my marriage with Qingcheng is not an ordinary one, so the matchmaker might say something wrong. So I shamelessly came to the door myself. I hope my father-in-law and mother-in-law will forgive me."

Wei's father was puzzled and almost scared to death by these remarks. Without a father to accompany him! This bastard is really brave.

Mother Wei actually had a good impression of Xie Jingyu. Judging from his attitude, he would treat Qingcheng well in the future. She was pretty and strong but not bulky. Although she was of noble status, she claimed to be humble and polite, which was very rare. She nodded to Father Wei.

After repeated consideration, Father Wei spoke: "We are not stubborn. The prince has a good heart. The etiquette is messy and there is nothing wrong. If it is not thorough, it may damage the reputation of the royal family. Let's pay the tribute today and make up for the rest!"

After hiring a special person to match the birth dates, Xie Jingyu shamelessly requested that a good day be chosen nearby and the wedding date be set. Only then did he drink tea in the hall with satisfaction.