Fengjiu naturally noticed the jealous look in the woman's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his eyes were full of mockery.
The woman quickly lowered her head, no longer daring to look at Fengjiu.
It was not until dark that they arrived at the Wushan County Government Office. An Yi went forward and told the bailiffs in the county government office about his encounter with the bandits.
After a while, the county magistrate came out. He was covered in dust and looked a little anxious.
At noon today, we received a report from the guards of the Fuzhou Prefecture Governor's family, saying that the three young ladies in their family were kidnapped by bandits yesterday.
The county magistrate was also gathering troops to go to Qingfeng Village to suppress the bandits. Just as he was about to set off, he heard that the bandits in Qingfeng Village had been brought to the county government office.
He then hurried over. Nangong Beichen and the others did not reveal their identities and just let An Yi handle the matter.
The family found an inn to stay in, and the bandits were handed over to the county magistrate, who arranged for people to put them all in jail.
The county magistrate also arranged rooms for the three daughters of the prefect to rest.
Nangong Beichen and Feng Jiu brought the three little ones into the space. The three of them went to take a hot spring bath and then changed their dirty clothes.
He had a dreamless night. The next morning, the county magistrate sent someone to invite Nangong Beichen and others to the government office. They did not drive a car when they came to the county office last night, but came in a horse-drawn carriage.
So the county magistrate didn't know their identities, and An Yi didn't reveal them either.
Feng Jiu left the three little cubs in the space, and she and Nangong Beichen took An Yi and An Liu to the government office.
In the prefect's backyard, the county magistrate and his wife were treating the rescued young lady with great respect. The young lady was named Zhang Ting, the legitimate daughter of the prefect of Fuzhou Prefecture, and the other two were her concubines' daughters.
When Nangong Beichen and Feng Jiu arrived, they saw the county magistrate's wife diligently serving tea and water to Zhang Ting with a flattering smile on her face.
The magistrate's wife's eyes lit up when she saw Nangong Beichen. She quickly gave a look to the maid beside her, and the maid came forward and invited Fengjiu to a tea room next door for tea.
Fengjiu raised her eyebrows. It looked like they were planning to plot against them!
Fengjiu didn't say much and followed the little maid away.
Nangong Beichen also wanted to see what they were up to, so the county magistrate stepped forward and asked, "Where are you from, sir? You don't seem to be from Fuzhou."
Nangong Beichen: "No, we are from the capital."
Zhang Ting stood up and bowed to Nangong Beichen: "Ting'er, thank you for saving my life. I asked you to come here today because I wanted to thank you for saving me."
Nangong Beichen didn't like this kind of pretentious woman, whose eyes were full of calculations. He ignored her and sat directly in the main seat.
Zhang Ting felt a little embarrassed when she saw Nangong Beichen ignoring her. She winked at the county magistrate and his wife, and the two of them left.
Zhang Ting also sat down at the bottom, glanced at Nangong Beichen, and said slowly, "Sir, do you know Ting'er's identity?"
Seeing that Nangong Beichen had no intention of paying attention to him, Zhang Ting spoke to herself, "I am the eldest daughter of the Fuzhou Prefecture Governor's family."
Nangong Beichen picked up the teacup and as soon as he smelled the tea in the cup, he frowned unhappily, covered it with his sleeve and pretended to take a sip.
Nangong Beichen also saw the joy in Zhang Ting's eyes.
Nangong Beichen: "Whose daughter are you? What does it have to do with me?"
Zhang Ting: "That woman who came with you is your wife, right? If you divorce her, I will marry you. I'll have my father arrange for you to become an official, and you'll enjoy endless wealth and glory."
Nangong Beichen: "What if I don't rest? What can you do to me?"
Zhang Ting covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled softly: "In Fuzhou, no one dares to reject me. Although I am not as beautiful as your wife, I am not bad either. It is your blessing that I like you. Don't be shameless."
Nangong Beichen snorted softly, "How dare a withered flower like you compare yourself to my wife? You're not even qualified to carry his shoes."
Hearing Nangong Beichen's words, Zhang Ting was so angry that her chest heaved, and her hands were shaking as she pointed at Nangong Beichen.
"You, you, you, don't be so proud. My father will be here soon. Don't refuse my toast and then drink the forfeit wine. There is no man that I, Zhang Ting, cannot get if I like him. If I can't get him, I will destroy him."
"Haha, then wait for your father to come and see if he has the ability. Ugly people are always the worst. Even looking at you makes me feel disgusted."
After saying that, Nangong Beicai strode away. Feng Jiu didn't sit in the teahouse for long. He just stood not far away and waited.
Nangong Beichen walked up to Fengjiu, took her hand, and went straight back to the inn.
An Yi and An Liu also followed them back. By the afternoon, the inn where Nangong Beichen and the others were staying was surrounded by dozens of yamen runners.
The leading yamen runner said, "Please follow me back to the county yamen. We have something to ask you."
Nangong Beichen and Feng Jiu looked at each other, said nothing, and followed the yamen runners to the county government office.
As soon as we arrived at the county government office, we saw a fat and big-eared man sitting in the court, with a woman dressed in golden clothes next to him.
The woman looked at Nangong Beichen and nodded to the fat-headed and big-eared man. The fat-headed and big-eared man looked at Nangong Beichen and was also very satisfied.
He turned around and saw Feng Jiu, his eyes full of amazement, but considering the woman, he quickly looked away.
The fat, big-eared man asked the yamen runners to retreat and asked Nangong Beichen, "Do you know who I am?"
"You are the prefect of Fuzhou, right?"
"Since you know my identity, I won't beat around the bush. My eldest daughter has taken a fancy to you and wants to marry you. Go back and make the preparations. Come to the county office in three days to propose."
Nangong Beichen was so angry that he laughed: "What if I don't?"
The prefect's eyes were cold, and he laughed and said, "If you don't agree, then your wife and children will never leave Fuzhou, and you won't have a good ending either."
"Then I want to see what kind of fate the prefect will give me. Why can't your daughter get married? I already have a wife and children, do you still want to force my daughter to marry me?"
The woman at the side couldn't stand it any longer: "If my daughter hadn't been attracted to your face, I wouldn't have agreed. You've earned so much luck in your lifetimes to marry my daughter, and you still dare to refuse? Do you know that my niece is the concubine of the current Third Prince, Prince Yu?"
"Haha, how come I didn't know that Prince Yu had a concubine? Besides, should I marry your daughter or not? What does it have to do with Prince Yu?"
The woman was almost vomiting blood because of what Nangong Beichen said. The prefect hurriedly comforted her: "Madam, don't be angry. I don't believe he dares to go against us. Madam, don't worry, as long as our Ting'er wants it, I will make him marry Ting'er willingly."
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