"Has your Royal Highness come to rescue him?" Mrs. Cao grabbed her hand and asked quickly.
The girl in yellow said with a look of fascination: "Yes, it turns out that he and His Highness the Crown Prince have known each other for a long time. They are close friends of His Highness the Crown Prince. They grew up together and now they govern Kaifeng together, and they should govern the world together in the future."
"Great! Great!!"
The two girls held each other's hands, delighted.
Suddenly, the girl in yellow seemed to have missed some important information, and said quickly: "That's right! There's more!"
Mrs. Cao asked doubtfully, "What else?"
The girl in yellow blinked her eyes and started to talk again, "How old do you think this brave and majestic man is now?"
After hearing this, Mrs. Cao thought for a moment and said, "Well... I guess she is at least thirty."
The girl in yellow pursed her lips and shook her head.
"That's forty?"
The girl in yellow still shook her head.
"It can't be fifty!"
Mrs. Cao didn't want to believe it. The glorious and majestic man in her mind was an old man with a beard and a kind face.
"Ha ha…"
The girl in yellow smiled when she heard this, clapped her hand and said with a smile: "Let me tell you, he is at most seventeen or eighteen years old this year!"
"How can it be?"
Madam Cao was a little disbelieving, "Didn't you say that he is the teacher of those Imperial College students? How could he be only seventeen or eighteen years old?"
The girl in yellow spread her shoulders and said, "That's the fact. He is indeed a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Everyone on Yuqian Street has seen it. If you don't believe it, we will find out soon after we go out and ask you."
After hearing what the girl in yellow said, how could Miss Cao not believe it? Suddenly she thought that her unlearned fiancé was also the same age, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
The gap between people is really wider than that between people and dogs.
Seeing her look like this, the girl in yellow thought she didn't believe her words, so she raised her head and said, "And I have definite evidence to prove that he is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is also a student of Taiyuan University."
"What evidence?"
The girl in yellow looked a little shy when she heard this and said, "Have you forgotten, that person in my family is also a student in the inner dormitory of Taiyuan College!"
"He told me a few days ago that a saint was going to be born in their college."
"I didn't believe it before, so I retorted to him a few times, but this bitch almost got angry with me."
"You don't know how much he identifies with this new school and how much he admires the founder of the new school. I guess he doesn't even admire his own father that much..."
The girl in yellow was chattering nonstop, but she felt the silence around her. Then she suddenly remembered something, and said a little short of breath: "I'm sorry, I forgot, your family...that one is also a Tai student."
"Don't mention him."
When she mentioned that person, Miss Cao became very angry. She had been fond of men who were both civil and military, such as the great man Huo Qubing, Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty, and Di Qing of this dynasty, but she hated those who were ignorant and incompetent and spent all their time looking for flowers. Rich playboy.
Unfortunately, God was not kind to her. When she was young, her family arranged a marriage for her, and the nominal fiancé was the kind of person she hated the most.
Recently, I heard that this guy not only beat up the son of a high-ranking imperial official, but also made his teacher angry. He even molested a married woman in the street. He was simply shameless, hooligan, and hateful... to the point where he couldn't be worse.
Really, all the derogatory words in the world are not enough to describe the badness of this playboy!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but make up my mind that even if I was alone and widowed for the rest of my life, I would not marry that dandy!
"Okay, let's not mention him. Let's talk about that man. Have you heard of that poem?"
The girl in yellow knew that every time she talked to her best friend about men and women, she would get angry, so she immediately changed the subject and started talking about the strange man they were both interested in.
"Which one?"
Sure enough, Mrs. Cao was attracted by her topic, and her ugly face turned around.
"That first man was regarded as a hero in life, but also as a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River."
"Well, of course I've heard of this "Spring Quatrains". There must be no one in Bianjing who hasn't heard of this poem now! What's wrong?"
This poem, stolen by Wang Erlang, did not leave a name, so it was named "Spring Quatrains" by many students, which means quatrains written in spring.
The girl in yellow asked again, "Then do you know who composed this poem?"
Miss Qin shook her head slightly, expressing her ignorance.
The girl in yellow raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Hehe, you don't know, this poem was written by that man."
"Ah! Really?" Mrs. Cao was inexplicably happy when she heard this.
Yes, it should be like this, this is perfect. With unparalleled martial power and peerless literary talent, he is the most perfect man in her mind.
Such a heroic and majestic man should be accompanied by such a heroic poem.
Although Miss Cao had never seen this strange man before, his image had been completely sketched in her mind.
Really, all the words of praise in the world are not enough to describe the goodness of this strange man!
"Hey, it would be great if this man named 'Wang Zhi' was my fiancé!"
The girl in yellow sighed and lay down on the stone table, intending to eat another grape to satisfy her craving.
But suddenly he thought that he couldn't mention all the words about marriage between men and women in front of his best friend. He quickly raised his head to apologize, but saw his best friend staring at him motionless.
"Porridge, what's wrong?" she couldn't help but ask.
Miss Cao looked at him blankly, "What do you think his name is?"
"Whose name is that?"
"He! That's the man!"
"Oh, him, my man said his name is Wang Zhi, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing much..."
"Is it really nothing?"
"Oh, it's really nothing, just eat your grapes!"
"Oh, no, no, I'll do it by myself, I'll do it by myself..."
…
Waiting until Youshi, after her best friend left, Miss Cao still sat there a little distracted, looking ahead without focus.
"Xiao Ru, do you think it's possible?" Mrs. Cao asked to the empty stone table in front of her.
"Young lady, you can't see clearly even if you're in the middle of it. The name 'Wang Zhi' is too common. If you just yell it casually on the street, someone might respond."
The maid behind her answered her words. She didn't say anything bad about her uncle, but she clearly answered her question.
In the Song Dynasty, the term "Miss" did not exist yet, and it would be wrong to say that it did not. When you meet a prostitute Lehu in a brothel, you can call her this way. As for calling a lady "Miss", you may be beaten on the spot and have a concussion. , so women who have not left the court are collectively called "little ladies", and women who have left the court are called "ladies".
"You're right, I was really confused by this name for a while."
As she said this, Mrs. Cao laughed at herself, "How could it be him? Even if all the men in the world are dead, it still can't be him."
"Let's go."
After Mrs. Cao finished speaking, she got up and walked towards the inner courtyard. The maid Xiao Ru followed behind her and cleared the fruit plate on the stone table.
When he entered the inner courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man, about forty years old, taking off the green official uniform he was wearing.
After taking it off, he didn't tidy it up and just threw it on the stone platform casually.
"Dad, you are back." Seeing this middle-aged man, Mrs. Cao trotted forward and hugged his arm affectionately.
This middle-aged man is Cao Ji, the father of Miss Cao and the owner of this luxurious mansion.
"You, if you don't learn from other women's embroidery skills, you will be able to wield swords and guns all day long."
Cao Ji nodded her forehead, but there was not much scolding in his words, and his doting expression was evident.
Miss Cao hugged his arm and said coquettishly: "Why do you want to learn that thing? You can't eat or drink. Just know how to do it."
"Can Xiaoru stay with you forever?"
Speaking of Xiao Ru, Cao Ji looked at the maid Xiao Ru aside and said, "Go and call Madam over. I have something to tell you and your mother."
Xiaoru nodded and left.
"Dad, what's going on?"
Cao Ji took her hand and walked to the side of the stone platform to sit down and said, "We'll talk about it when your mother comes."
"Mysterious."
Hearing his daughter's muttering, Cao Ji couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Girl, it's not that dad wants to be mysterious, but it's that without your mother, I can't support you alone."
Hearing this, Mrs. Cao was a little surprised, and then she said angrily: "Father, don't you want to say that again? I already said I won't marry unless...unless you kill me."
"Hey, you..."
Cao Ji hesitated to speak, and simply turned around and stopped looking at his disobedient daughter.
Mrs. Cao also snorted and turned away, not looking at her father.
The father and daughter are in this courtyard, facing each other and having nothing to do with each other.
In this quiet atmosphere, there were footsteps, and then a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, "What are you two, father and daughter, having such a tantrum over here? You say you, a person with half of his body buried in the ground." , and spend the whole day being angry with my daughter."
"Yes, mother, you see, dad started to quarrel with me as soon as he came back. I was so bullied that I almost cried."
When Mrs. Cao saw her mother Wu coming, she immediately stood up and went to greet her. She held her arms and squeezed her tears hard, trying to pull this new force into her camp.
Mrs. Wu patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I will make the decision for you."
"Oh, madam, you don't even ask what the matter is and you decide for her. What decision do you make for her? How can you still prevent her from getting married?"
Cao Ji was so worried that he clapped his hands. Why are these two women so unreasonable?
When Wu heard this topic, she became more serious. She sat down and asked him, "Then tell me what's going on. Why don't you let her get married?"
"Is such that."
Cao Ji explained to his wife in detail, "Today I received a letter from my father-in-law, saying that he will return to Beijing in a few days. This time he may not stay for a few days before leaving again. This Once I leave, I don’t know how many years it will be before I come back, so I want to take advantage of the few days I have to come back to decide on the marriage of my two children, so that he can go to war with peace of mind."
After hearing this, Mrs. Wu understood what was going on and nodded slightly in agreement.
