Chapter 675 The Thief Who Stepped on Tiles
The Du family is actually holding a martial arts competition to find a husband for Miss Du?!
"How, how could this happen?" Hu Xin'er asked with some difficulty. "Is this Miss Du's request, or..."
Xiao Cui wiped her eyes vigorously, she felt sorry for her young lady!
"Who asked for it? Does it even matter? Anyway, my lady is completely disheartened and will never bother you, a noble young man, again in this life." Her eyes were red as she punched Lu Yunjue again. "Are you satisfied now?!"
Xiao Cui finished scolding and was about to leave, but at this moment, Lu Yunjue suddenly grabbed the hem of her skirt and said, "Just tell me clearly, Miss Du is not that kind of person, and Master Du would never treat her like that."
How could any woman in the world, when given a choice, casually entrust her life to someone she doesn't know?
Moreover, the master of the Du family loves Miss Du so much, how could he force his daughter to do such a thing?
This is irresponsible to Miss Du, and it will be difficult for her to have a happy life after marriage.
But Lu Yunjue's words were like a fuse, igniting Xiao Cui's anger and grievance.
She tore the hem of her skirt and ran out: "What kind of person my young lady is, none of this has anything to do with you! Anyway, a heartless person like you, how could you care about my young lady's life or death?"
She cried, "The master would rather sacrifice his daughter to continue the family line, and the young lady would rather sacrifice herself to avoid forcing you. What about her? Has anyone in this world ever thought about her?"
"I'll tell you the truth. The master and his men got you drunk today, firstly to vent their anger, and secondly to prevent you from causing trouble. The Du family has been a single-line family for nine generations, and the young lady finally agreed to have an heir. She has already decided to become a nun after having children!"
"Lu Yunjue, you are such a scoundrel! You have failed our young lady and harmed her like this. One day you will be punished by heaven!"
She wiped her tears and ran out.
Hu Xiner and Mu Qing looked at each other, not knowing what to do. If Miss Du really wasted her life because of this incident, how could they live with their conscience?
Although a martial arts competition to win a bride sounds romantic, Miss Du’s reputation in Qingzhou City is not very good.
"I originally thought that in three to five months, Miss Du's reputation would be completely transformed, and marriage would naturally be a problem. But now... there aren't any talented young men coming to us. I'm afraid most of them are just after the Du family's money!" Hu Xin'er couldn't help but stamp her feet. "How could Miss Du be so foolish?"
Mu Qingyi frowned and asked, "What should we do then?"
The couple heard the slight sound of wind and turned their heads together, only to see that Lu Yunjue on the ground had disappeared.
Hu Xiner's eyes lit up: "Quick, let's drive the carriage to the Du family. Maybe there will be a turning point."
At the entrance of the Du family martial arts school, big red silk flowers and lanterns were hung high, and strings of firecrackers exploded in people's ears.
"Hey, why is Miss Du suddenly having a martial arts competition to find a husband?" The passers-by who went to watch the excitement talked about it.
"Who knows? I guess he can't wait any longer. I heard that Lord Zhao in the city hasn't married recently. Maybe the Du family has chosen him."
Several scholars said sourly, "With Miss Du's appearance and character, it's ridiculous that she could be favored by Lord Zhao. Isn't that ridiculous?"
"Brother Li is right. If Lord Zhao really takes a fancy to me, would there be any need for a martial arts competition to win my hand in marriage?"
Most of the passers-by who come here are here to watch the fun and have good intentions towards the Du family.
However, most of the scholars in Qingzhou City had been bewitched by Miss Zhou before, and even the poorest scholars looked down on Miss Du.
Because in their hearts, Miss Du is an illiterate, promiscuous tigress!
As soon as these scholars started to speak their sarcastic words, they were refuted by others.
"Hey, Mr. Li, you can't even hope to reach Miss Du's family background! What qualifications do you have to criticize her?"
The butcher with thick eyebrows and big eyes said angrily, "I think Miss Du is loyal and righteous, and doesn't want to be forced into marriage by Lord Zhao?"
A storyteller from the teahouse passed by and said leisurely, "Perhaps the Zhao family is so indebted to the Du family that Master Du intended to give his daughter to them, but Miss Du is so overbearing that he insisted on holding another martial arts tournament to test Zhao Yunxuan's skills."
"Oh, that makes sense!"
"I think there is another possibility..."
Due to the previous public opinion war, the spectators in Qingzhou City have been trained to become highly qualified and experienced spectators with the ability to make up stories on their own.
The Du family had a very wide reputation in Qingzhou City, and the hastily held martial arts competition to recruit a bride had several versions of the story spread in a short time.
"Hey, look, why is there a person floating across the roof?" the sharp-eyed vendor suddenly shouted.
"Didn't the new Qingzhou law prohibit martial artists from stepping on the tiles of residents' houses?"
The butcher suddenly shouted, "That's my house! Lord Zhao said anyone who violates the rules will be fined five taels of silver. That's two whole months' income for me. Hurry! Let's go after that thief!"
It would have been better if he hadn't said it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he reminded all the residents.
The common people's eyes lit up as they called out to their friends, "Quick! Go get the Du family disciples to help us chase the thieves!"
"I have a relative who works in the government office. Go and invite him over!"
"Don't go, I'll give you five taels of silver!"
On the eaves, someone was skimming on tiptoe with extraordinary agility. Although his face was swollen like a pig's head, it still couldn't hinder his elegant demeanor.
Under the eaves, a group of people, with their eyes shining, chased the "thieves" with all their might.
Hu Xiner was pregnant and could only go out in a carriage. Despite repeated urging, the carriage still stopped in an alley.
"What's going on?" She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Why is there such a commotion outside? Could there be thieves in Qingzhou City?"
The driver inquired a bit, his expression becoming subtle. "Young Madam, it seems someone has been openly trampling on the tiles on a resident's roof. The people are chasing after the thief to demand justice, which has resulted in... the road being blocked."
"Ah?" Hu Xin'er was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Mu Qing suddenly asked, "Yun Jue has been staying at home lately and hasn't been aware of the laws being promulgated outside. Could he be the thief being denounced?"
"Oh my!" Hu Xin'er exclaimed, "It's really possible."
The driver also hurriedly said: "It seems to be true! Master and Madam, I heard that the man was going to the Du family martial arts hall. What if it really is our young master?"
"Then what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and leave!" After Hu Xiner said this, she stared at Mu Qing.
How many people's tiles did Yun Jue step on along the way?
You know, each family needs five taels of silver!
Thinking of the terrifying accumulated numbers, Hu Xiner couldn't help but feel dizzy.
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