After dinner, the two went out. Ye Zelin did not forget to take Side with him, but Hua Fushu did not call Sanqiao.
The two walked for a long time, but Ye Zelin still couldn't find a suitable gift. Hua Fushu was quite impatient and asked, "What exactly do you want to give Duwu? At least tell me clearly."
Ye Zelin thought for a moment, "Your father was an imperial censor in his time. He was a brilliant scholar and a leader among the literati. His daughter should be well-educated, well-mannered, and intelligent."
Hua Fushu understood what he meant. He was probably mocking her for being uneducated and uncultured, but since he wanted to give her sister a gift, she let him go and pointed in a direction. "There's a treasure house in Jiying Lane. They have pens, inkstones, and other things. Go see it yourself. I won't accompany you. My legs are sore after walking for half a day."
Ye Zelin nodded and instructed Si De, "Si De, follow the young lady."
Side looked at Ye Zelin with an unwilling expression. Hua Fushu didn't want anyone to follow him, so he refused.
Unexpectedly, Ye Zelin didn't need to plan, "Follow, wherever the young lady goes, you go."
Hua Fushu spread out his hands and said, "I'm not going anywhere. Can I just go to Sanjianglou for dinner?"
Ye Zelin said, "You guys go to Sanjiang Tower first, I'll be there in a while."
Hua Fushu gave him an annoyed look and turned away. Due to the young master's order, Side had no choice but to follow Hua Fushu.
Ye Zelin went alone to Jiying Lane as Hua Fushu mentioned, looking for the Treasure House. However, when he arrived at Jiying Lane, he did not rush to the Treasure House. Instead, he went to an adjacent lane and entered a small courtyard. He stayed there for about a quarter of an hour before coming out.
There was a hint of disappointment on his handsome face. He straightened his clothes, smiled, then turned back to Jiying Lane and entered the Treasure House.
On the other side, Hua Fushu first went to a fireworks shop and had a secret talk with the shopkeeper. After explaining everything, he went to Sanjiang Tower.
Sanjianglou is a famous restaurant in Su Nian, with three floors.
As usual, Hua Fushu did not sit on the noisy first floor, but on the quiet second floor. He chose a seat near the handrail so that he could see people coming in and out of the first floor.
The waiter recognized Hua Fushu at a glance and came over to greet her warmly, "Miss Fushu, it's been a long time since I last saw you."
Hua Fushu said, "It's been a long time. Let's just keep going as usual."
The waiter said, "Okay."
He saw Si De at a glance, "Is this your friend? Why didn't Miss Qiao come?"
Hua Fushu said, "A friend of a friend, he's with me. He asked me to wait for him here because he has something to do."
Her almond-shaped eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, "Are you still thinking about my Qiao'er?"
The waiter smiled awkwardly, feeling quite embarrassed. "Miss, what are you talking about? It's been a long time since we last met, so I just wanted to ask."
The waiter quickly handed over the menu. Hua Fushu ordered seven or eight dishes before the waiter left.
She invited Si De to sit down, and soon after Si De sat down, the waiter brought tea and snacks.
He told Hua Fushu that the kitchen was cooking and asked her to wait for a while before leaving.
Hua Fushu turned his head to look at the people downstairs and listened to their noise.
A moment later, a sharp and mocking female voice came to my ears, "Who was it I thought? It turns out that Miss Hua is not with your husband, but is out flirting with other men, fickle."
Side subconsciously looked at the person who was speaking, but saw that she was beautiful, a real beauty, dressed simply and elegantly, with the temperament of a lotus in clear water. However, what she said was very inconsistent with her, and he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.
Hua Fushu looked back and saw that it was indeed Lu Yi, the girl from the Yang family in the north of the city who had white teeth but could never say a nice word. He secretly blamed God for meeting her again.
This Yang Luyi surpassed her in charm and appearance, becoming the first beauty in Su Nian, and she was called "the flower of the south city" by the people of Su Nian.
There are some doggerel poems which are exactly about her and Yang Luyi: Yang Jiaxian in the north of the city, a flower in the south of the city; if you ask who is outstanding, it is Yang Jiashu.
The "Yang" in this doggerel refers to Yang Luyi, and the "flowers" refer to her lush flowers.
She looks like her father. If she looked like her mother, Yang Luyi would never have the title of the most beautiful woman in Su Nian.
However, she has never felt inferior because of her appearance. What is good is to live a happy life.
Yang Luyi's words were too harsh to be heard. Si De couldn't accept it. "How can you talk like that, young lady? How has our wife offended you?"
Yang Luyi looked Si De up and down, looking at him with disdain. "He's not very good-looking, and looks poor and unlucky!"
Hua Fushu laughed and said, "Miss Yang, will you die of suffocation if you don't speak? You really are wasting your white teeth."
Yang Luyi looked at Hua Fushu and said, "Your Hua family is quite well-off, yet you married into a poor family with such a poor air." She covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief in a pretentious manner, "It's really stinking."
Si De was filled with anger.
Yang Luyi added, "Hua Fushu, my husband-to-be has the potential to be the top scholar, and I am the future wife of the top scholar."
"What are you talking about? It's so lively."
When Ye Zelin came over, Side hurried over as if he had seen a savior and took the thing from Ye Zelin's hand.
Yang Luyi looked over and saw that the man had a handsome face, was gentle and elegant, and was a rare handsome young man.
Seeing someone coming, Hua Fushu was overjoyed and shouted, "Husband!"
Yang Luyi was slightly stunned, looked at Ye Zelin, and then looked at Hua Fushu, as if she wanted to confirm something.
Hua Fushu smiled at Yang Luyi and said to Ye Zelin in a sweet voice, "My husband, you have kept me waiting for so long."
Ye Zelin smiled and said, "Madam, you've been waiting for a long time. It's my fault. I'll apologize to you later."
Hua Fushu stood up, walked over, took Ye Zelin's arm, leaned on his shoulder, and glanced at Yang Luyi deliberately, smiling boastfully with a hint of arrogance.
Ye Zelin's slender fingers combed her lush black hair and smiled gently, "Be good, there are outsiders here."
Hua Fushu let go of Ye Zelin, saw that Yang Luyi had a rather unhappy expression on her face, and chuckled.
Ye Zelin took two steps forward and bowed, "Excuse me young lady, how did my wife offend you that you would insult her like this?"
Yang Luyi raised her chin, looking proud. "I don't like her. I'm the future wife of the top scholar, and my fiancé Xu Liang is a man of great literary talent. Scholars all over the world admire him. How can you ordinary people compare to him?"
Hua Fushu reminded her, "Her fiancé is a Juren from the neighboring Yuzhu County. A fortune teller said he has the potential to become the top scholar. The Yang family arranged this marriage a long time ago."
Ye Zelin bowed again and apologized, "My apologies, I'm sorry. It turns out you're the future number one scholar's wife."
Yang Luyi raised her eyes, as if she was in the clouds, looking down proudly at the ants on the ground.
Ye Zelin pretended to remember something and said, "I forgot to introduce myself to you, young lady. My surname is Ye Zelin, my courtesy name is Yushi, and I am the legitimate son of the Great Protector General Ye Shiheng. I have served as a tutor to His Majesty and was appointed a third-rank general. I wonder if you have any objections, young lady."
The name Ye Zelin is probably known to everyone in the Song Dynasty.
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