Chapter 357 Exactly the Same
Yu An and Pei Zhixuan immediately looked toward the source of the sound.
Er Ya was seen hitting a man in a brocade robe with a broom, making him jump up and down repeatedly.
"You're just a merchant's daughter. I'm willing to marry you as a concubine. What more could you want?" The man was furious, surrounded by so many people.
He had taken a liking to the shopkeeper, a woman who could probably support the family business, and sincerely asked to marry her. He never expected that this girl would not only be ungrateful but also make him lose face.
"I've made you my gigolo, to serve me tea and water, what more could you want? You insist on being my husband?"
Er Ya looked the man up and down, her eyes narrowing upwards. "If all else fails, I can offer you the position of a concubine."
The people around burst into laughter.
"You...you...there's no woman like you in this world!" The man's face turned pale with anger.
"What's wrong with a woman like me? Didn't you just say those things? Why doesn't it apply to you?"
Er Ya touched the hairpin in her hair, looking arrogant. "Grandma, I'm rich and beautiful, why should I marry you as a concubine and share a husband with another woman? Can't I just find a husband for myself? Why should I put up with that?"
The man pointed at Er Ya, "You're just a merchant's daughter. No matter how much money you have, can you break through social class barriers? Do you know my family's..."
"She's right!"
Upon hearing this sound, everyone turned around and saw Pei Zhixuan walking over with a serious expression.
With his exquisitely sculpted face and his attire, he clearly belongs to a wealthy young master.
Er Ya glanced at him from head to toe: He's a rich guy.
Pei Zhixuan, with a straight face, said seriously, "Fighting in the street disturbs others. I wonder what the two of you are doing? Tell us so that everyone can judge for themselves."
Er Ya chuckled lightly, "He came to my shop to buy things, and then suddenly he said he wanted to take me as a concubine. I didn't want to, so he changed his mind and said I was his equal wife. I still didn't want to, and then he said I was ungrateful. So you be the judge of this?"
"This is Young Master Xiang from the Marquis of Yong'an's mansion. Offering him the position of a secondary wife is indeed quite generous. Manager, please agree."
Someone in the crowd spoke up.
Young Master Xiang straightened his back and looked at Er Ya with a hint of arrogance. "I am sincerely asking for your hand in marriage. You should reconsider. Being the wife of the Marquis of Yong'an is better than you showing your face in public."
Just as Yu An was about to walk over, a person got off the carriage behind him.
"An'er, it's time to go home." Madam An looked at Er Ya not far away with great displeasure.
"Your father is waiting, don't keep him waiting."
This girl is far too brash and unruly. What kind of woman openly says in the street that she wants to find a gigolo or a husband?
"An'er, don't keep your father waiting."
Yu An clenched his fist, glanced at Er Ya not far away, and got into the carriage.
Pei Zhixuan looked at Young Master Xiang with suspicion. "Isn't she a concubine too? A concubine earns at most twenty taels of silver a month. This young lady earns two hundred taels a month from her shop. Why would she want to be your concubine? Give me a reason! Is she bored or starving? Why would she rush to be your concubine? Isn't her life comfortable enough?"
"You..." Young Master Xiang was about to curse when his servant hurriedly reminded him, "Young Master, it's Pei Si."
The Yong'an Marquis's mansion may have a good name now, but it's actually useless. However, they can't afford to offend the Pei family.
"Hmph, utterly ignorant and ungrateful."
Young Master Xiang gave himself a way out, then turned and left.
"Haha, you're really funny. I was just about to start cursing at you."
Er Ya found Pei Zhixuan quite agreeable. "Thank you for your help today. You can pick any item from this row of things in my shop as a token of my gratitude."
This guy surnamed Xiang has been coming for a month now, but this is the first time he's left so decisively.
Pei Zhixuan glanced at the items in the shop and said, "These are all things for young ladies to use. Your thank-you gift shows no sincerity whatsoever."
Er Ya laughed, "Who said it was for your own use? Don't you have any sisters or female elders in your family?"
"If you have one, send this; you can't go wrong with it."
Everything in her shop sold out in the capital.
Everything in here was something she had heard her mother talk about, and then she and her master researched and created it themselves.
Pei Zhixuan suddenly spoke up: "You have noodles on your face, wipe them off."
Er Ya exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly grabbed a mirror. She looked at it and laughed in exasperation, "This is called perfume powder, what is this covered in flour?"
Is there something wrong with this guy's eyes? Is this the legendary straight man?
Pei Zhixuan: "Oh, why would you put face powder on for no reason?"
"Because it looks good, it looks good, don't you understand?"
"don't know."
"That's right, you men would never understand."
Er Ya gave Pei Zhixuan a set of facial soap as a thank-you gift.
Today's incident was just a minor episode, and no one took it to heart.
The second day of next month is the day for the investiture ceremony.
By the end of the month, the entire capital city was adorned in red. A sea of red, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Even before they entered the capital, the joyous atmosphere of the Emperor and Empress's wedding had already spread.
At this time, about fifty miles from the capital, several carriages stopped.
"Young Miss, it seems the patients behind us won't be able to continue," Chu Shiyi said in a high-pitched voice, dressed as a maid.
Daya lifted the carriage curtain and frowned. "What happened? How were the servants taking care of you?"
Then they walked to the carriage at the very back.
Jiang Dalang and Gong Shi, who were inside the carriage, were ashen-faced and barely breathing.
"Could it be dysentery?" Chu Xiujie rode over on horseback. "Let's get another doctor."
These two people were brought along when they set off for the capital, and at the beginning they were quite a handful.
The current state of affairs is naturally Chu Xiujie's doing.
Back in the carriage, Daya said expressionlessly, "Increase the dosage of the medicine. My grandmother's birthday is in a few days, so let's not add to the bad luck."
Chu Xiujie smiled and poured tea for Daya. Seeing her like this, he felt happy.
One night later, both of them died.
"Boss, are we taking this body back to the capital?"
Chu Jiu consulted Chu Xiujie.
Chu Xiujie wiped his hands with a handkerchief. "What's the point of taking it back? Is it just bad luck? Just bury it on the spot, who will care?"
"Boss, the person you chose is indeed worthy of your choice. His ruthlessness is exactly like yours." Chu Jiu clicked his tongue in amazement.
When Miss Lin got going, she didn't hold back at all. These two could have held out for a few more days.
Chu Xiujie glared at Chu Jiu, "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all."
After disposing of the body, Chu Xiujie approached Da Ya again.
He was about to return to the capital, but he had absolutely no confidence in the situation.
He wondered if Lin Anyuan would chop him into mincemeat in a fit of rage if he knew what he was thinking.
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