He clearly had ulterior motives, yet he acted as if she was the one bullying him.
Fu Weiyun is such a wicked person.
She became even more determined to kick him out.
There weren't as many people by Mingyue Lake as I had imagined; I wonder if they had all gone to listen to Zhang's opera.
Several scholars were painting chrysanthemums on their easels by the lake.
When the Left Censor saw that it was the person he was looking for, he immediately perked up.
"Miaomiao, do you recognize these scholars?"
"I don't recognize him."
"Let me tell you, the one on the far left is the second young master of the Yu family. He is skilled in calligraphy and painting, loves good food, and is extremely filial..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Weiyun interrupted, "In the summer, he would fan his mother before going to bed and wait until she fell asleep before going back to his room; in the winter, he would warm the blankets for his mother before letting her sleep."
Left Censor: "!!!"
The version he collected was not like that!
"Don't you always give the best food to your mother first, and often take her out to enjoy the scenery?"
Fu Weiyun smiled and said, "That's true too."
Left Censor: "..."
He immediately threw the second son of the Yu family aside.
"Miaomiao, let's talk about the second one from the left. That's the seventh son of the Gu family. He's skilled in both literature and martial arts, can ride a horse, compose poetry, and is extremely righteous..."
"Whenever he had a little money, he would generously give it to his sworn brothers to help them through all kinds of difficulties."
Fu Weiyun interrupted again.
Left Censor: "..."
"Not a single penny left?"
"Not a single penny will be left."
The left censor's forehead veins throbbed.
How come he found out so much less information than Fu Weiyun?
Is this man really the commander of the Imperial Guard?
Even the Southern Depot's commander wasn't as capable as him.
Zuo Miaomiao was extremely annoyed that Fu Weiyun not only wasn't discouraged but kept causing trouble.
"Father, there are several more, please continue."
She encouraged him.
The Left Censor took a breath and looked at the person in the middle.
“The one in the very center is the fourth son of the An family. He is learned and talented but humble and extremely low-key. He is skilled in tea ceremony, incense ceremony, and flower arrangement. The tea room ‘Huajiandao’ that you young ladies love the most is under his name.”
After he finished speaking, Fu Weiyun remained silent, and Fu Weiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, there's one that's beyond reproach.
He couldn't help but reveal a hint of smugness, glancing sideways at Fu Weiyun, only to find him frowning, looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
His heart jumped into his throat.
"Does the fourth son of the An family also have a problem?"
Fu Weiyun chuckled: "It's not exactly a problem, but there are rumors that he has no intention of getting married."
The Left Censor's heart tightened: "Could he be a homosexual?"
“No, not exactly.” Fu Weiyun shook his head. “He doesn’t like men or women, he only likes to be with things he likes.”
Left Censor: "..."
What's the difference between that and a monk?
"Could it be that he's never been in contact with women and doesn't know the benefits of marriage, which is why he thinks that way?"
Fu Weiyun smiled and said, "That's what Madam An thought too. She arranged many beautiful maids for him, but he never got close to them."
The Left Censor-in-Chief had a headache.
What incredible luck he has!
The people they picked out were all strange and unusual.
Was it just bad luck or...?
He cast a suspicious glance at Fu Weiyun.
Could these secret messages be something this guy made up?
Fu Weiyun saw what he was thinking and chuckled, "If Lord Zuo doesn't believe me, just go and investigate."
The Left Censor was speechless.
Zuo Miaomiao nudged his hand: "Dad, there are two more."
After folding three in a row, the Left Censor-in-Chief had lost interest in introducing them and simply asked Fu Weiyun, "What's wrong with these two on the right?"
Fu Weiyun glanced at them and replied, "They themselves are fine, it's just that their mothers both have wives they like."
Left Censor: "..."
This is nothing?
People don't even need to consider this kind of situation.
He let out a long sigh.
If we keep searching like this, we might never find a son-in-law, even if we search for ages.
He won't even be alive to look for it by then.
If he had known this would happen, he would have adopted a boy and raised him as a child son-in-law.
Zuo Miaomiao handed him the water pouch: "Dad, don't rush, have a drink of water first. There are so many people here, let's get to know each other slowly."
The Left Censor took a couple of sips of water to calm himself down.
Just as I was about to say something, my stomach suddenly churned.
He hurriedly handed the water bag to his daughter.
"Miaomiao, Daddy will be right back in a minute."
After saying that, he rushed towards the outhouse.
Seeing Fu Weiyun's nonchalant demeanor, Zuo Miaomiao was immediately furious.
"Doesn't Young Master Fu have to be on duty?"
"Need not."
Fu Weiyun seemed to see right through her.
"I came to Yichun Garden to inspect the order here, and I didn't expect to run into you."
The implication was that he had not been following them.
Zuo Miaomiao didn't care whether it was a coincidence or intentional.
She didn't want to see him at all.
He decided to be blunt: "The chrysanthemums are blooming so beautifully, why don't you bring your sweetheart to admire them?"
"The girl you like?"
Fu Weiyun pondered her words for a moment.
Considering her behavior over the past two days, he suddenly realized what was going on.
This girl must have overheard his conversation with his mother and misunderstood.
The anxiety in my heart was instantly soothed, and a smile appeared at the corners of my eyes and brows.
"I brought it with me."
He laughed.
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