The Liu family, a wealthy family on East Street, sent a matchmaker to their door to arrange a suitable marriage for their second daughter.
Miss Liu is already twenty years old this year. Logically speaking, with the wealthy family's vast fortune, the young lady of the family should have no trouble getting married.
However, Miss Liu herself was too plump; her physique alone was comparable to that of two frail scholars.
The matchmaker received a large red envelope, but there was little smile on her face.
This Miss Liu has average personal qualities, yet she is arrogant and looks down on ordinary people.
People say that this good man must be as handsome as Pan An, with the bearing of a dragon and phoenix, humorous and witty, and exceptionally talented, and he cannot be a poor wretch.
The matchmaker returned home with a worried look on her face and complained to the matchmaker at the door.
The matchmaker took the thin flour cake she was given and told her about two candidates.
“Two people moved into West Street a little over a month ago. You can go and take a look. They are both very good-looking young men. They are not rich, but they have a proper skill and can support their families.”
The matchmaker thanked her and went to the place the matchmaker had mentioned early in the morning.
West Street was not as bustling as East Street, and few wealthy people lived there. It was a place where craftsmen and prostitutes from brothels lived.
The matchmaker said the two people lived together in two small courtyards of similar size.
Two pots of camellias, each about half a person's height, were placed in front of one house, while two bright red lanterns hung under the eaves of another.
The matchmaker walked to the house on the left, the one with lanterns hanging at the door.
After knocking for a long time, someone finally opened the door. It was a fair-skinned little girl, about six or seven years old.
This little girl is clearly a beauty in the making. When she grows up, I wonder how many men will fall at her feet.
The matchmaker, facing the young girl, couldn't help but be kind and approachable: "Little girl, where are your parents?"
The little girl blinked her big, bright eyes at her and replied in a childish voice, "My daddy went to the shop."
The matchmaker's smile froze on her face; the matchmaker hadn't mentioned that the man in the house had a daughter.
The little girl tilted her head, and the bells tied to the red string on her head jingled.
"Auntie, what do you want with my father?"
The matchmaker thought to herself that there was something that was supposed to happen, but now there wasn't.
The matchmaker took two candies out of her pocket and gave them to the little girl. Without saying anything, she told her to close the door and then went to the neighbor's house.
No one was home next door, and the matchmaker realized the timing was wrong.
She walked back with her hands tucked into her sleeves. When she reached the alley entrance, she saw a man in white walking towards her.
The matchmaker's eyes lit up.
This young master is incredibly handsome, on par with, or even surpassing, the Sixth Prince, who is known as the most handsome man in the world.
How could someone like that be hidden in this inconspicuous alley? It's such a waste.
The young man in white was holding the hand of a short boy who looked sullen and had injuries on his face.
When the matchmaker got closer, she noticed that the young man in white had a cold expression and seemed a bit unapproachable.
The matchmaker was so intimidated by his aura that she didn't even think to greet him.
She watched as the young man in white and the little boy walked to the gate of the courtyard where the camellias were placed, unlocked the door, and went inside.
The matchmaker was fairly honest and didn't overly deceive her.
At least according to her, both men had excellent facial features, and one of them has already been proven to be true.
The matchmaker came out and didn't want to just go back like that.
Using the sunflower seeds in his pocket, he chatted with the neighbors for a long time and found out where the two men worked.
The matchmaker went out into the street and found the blacksmith's shop.
She wanted to find several candidates, and it wouldn't matter if the man actually had a daughter.
If someone has decent character and is good-looking, they are a good candidate.
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