The biggest difference between the previous world and this world is the difference in social class. The previous world also had this difference, but it wasn't as obvious. Besides, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Good-looking people are competitive and eager to grab, while ugly people are prone to plunder and take by force.
The kind of relationship that Fang Ruotang supports is one where the man and woman already have feelings for each other; at most, she just cheers them on and helps them along.
It's obvious at a glance that Madam Yuan not only has no feelings for Song Chiyu, but actually despises him. How could she possibly blindly support him?
She personally dislikes this approach, which involves bringing a woman down to earth and then reappearing as a savior, as if deliberately breaking a woman's wings.
Keep an eye on Song Chiyu and Yuan Niangzi's situation for me. If Song Chiyu tries anything forceful, remember to let me know.
【Okay! But they are actually destined for each other. In her previous life, Madam Yuan's fate was not good. Not long after she married her fiancé, the world went into chaos. While fleeing, she was sold as food by her husband. Later, Song Chiyu rescued her, and she followed him to work as a cook. Over time, the two fell in love and got together.】
Oh, then don't worry about it. If they're meant to be, they'll be together no matter what.
Fang Ruotang was not surprised by this.
After all, Song Chiyu has a carefree and irresponsible demeanor. If he didn't really care and like him, he wouldn't go to such lengths for something that would be thankless and exhausting.
Therefore, Fang Ruotang also believed that it was only a matter of time before Song Chiyu won the heart of the beauty. After all, even a virtuous woman can be won over by a persistent suitor. In particular, after Yuan Niangzi learned of Song Chiyu's feelings, many of her previous dislikes would quietly change.
Before the banquet had even ended, news of what had just happened reached Song Chiyu's ears.
After all, Madam Yuan couldn't hear Fang Ruotang's thoughts, but almost everyone else present could. Song Chiyu himself wasn't there, but there were always one or two close friends or relatives present.
Even worse, some of his friends would mock him so closely that they'd get right up to his face and laugh at him.
Song Chiyu paused for a moment, then chuckled and ignored his friends who were watching the commotion. He went straight to Fang Ruotang.
"Your Excellency, Imperial Preceptor."
Fang Ruotang raised her eyebrows and looked at him questioningly.
"I'm sorry to have troubled you."
"It's alright, but if you like her, just pursue her properly. Don't play the sadomasochistic trope; it's not in fashion anymore."
Fang Ruotang's fondness for reading storybooks was no secret in the capital.
Song Chiyu smiled proudly, saying, "I will treat the person I set my sights on with the utmost care. How could I possibly look down on her?"
"Just know that." Fang Ruotang waved her hand, signaling the person to leave.
Even at a banquet, he couldn't sit still. He barely ate two bites of the food, constantly picking up and putting down his chopsticks.
"Your Excellency, I would like to ask if I am destined to be with Lady Yuan?"
Yes, it is a destined match.
Upon receiving a definite answer, Song Chiyu's smile grew even brighter.
"I recently acquired a piece of fabric that reflects several different colors in the sunlight, just like a flowing rainbow. I'll have someone deliver it to you later."
Fang Ruotang chuckled, "Come on! Save your good stuff for your sweetheart! I have everything I need, I don't need it."
"It's alright, it's alright, I left some for her, we agreed! I'll have someone deliver it to her in a bit." After saying that, Song Chiyu strode away.
Sending gifts to the Grand Preceptor is not so easy; without connections, you simply cannot get them to the Prime Minister's residence.
Song Chiyu wasn't keen on such sycophancy, but he was often begged by his friends to introduce people to the Grand Preceptor. His family would eagerly send any good things they got to the Prime Minister's residence.
[Will I finally get a proper meal this time? I arrived early this morning, and all I want is a hot meal. Why is this so difficult!]
The gluttonous girl complained inwardly.
This immediately stopped the officials' wives, who had originally intended to take the opportunity to curry favor, in their tracks.
After finishing her meal, Fang Ruotang wiped her mouth and slipped away, looking all fresh and clean.
After all, if they don't leave, they'll either stay and be judges again, or they'll become matchmakers.
When Cui Sixian returned to her parents' home on the third day after her wedding, Fang Ruotang was too lazy to go with Cui Shi to watch the excitement. After all, she didn't have to be there for such a thing, since they weren't blood sisters.
But when Cui returned, she brought her a gift: a pair of embroidered shoes that Kang's mother had made by hand over the past three days.
The craftsmanship doesn't seem as good as the embroiderers in her household, but it has a thousand layers of soles, making it very comfortable to wear.
"Aunt Kang is very polite!"
Fang Ruotang walked around the room wearing it, and it fit perfectly.
"It's only right, after all, you gave them such a generous gift." Madam Cui was very pleased that her niece's husband's family was so considerate.
Although it wasn't anything valuable, it was made by hand and the sentiment was genuine, so it was good. After all, given the Kang family's wealth, there wasn't much that could catch the eye of the Prime Minister's mansion.
"No, that's all! It has nothing to do with Lord Kang's family. I gave it to my cousin. If they want to thank me, they should thank my cousin. After all, if Lord Kang hadn't married my cousin, I wouldn't have given them the elixir."
Fang Ruotang never sought to repay kindness with gratitude. After all, she wanted to make people happy, not to be petty. The little she gave did not earn her any thanks in return.
Because of that ingrate, there was no chance of getting what she had.
“Then we should thank you properly, since you have benefited from it,” Mrs. Cui insisted.
Then the tone shifted, "Regarding your fifth brother's wedding, do you think it would be better to set it for next year or the year after?"
"The sooner the better!" Fang Ruotang whispered to Cui Shi, "After all, it's better to cultivate sooner rather than later. Besides, if things really get chaotic next year, I might not be able to stay in the manor every day to take care of everyone. If Fifth Brother grows up sooner, he can also protect the family."
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