Zhu Yingxiu still shook his head.
"My daughter doesn't like Ma Rong when she sees him. He smells like copper. He walks around the city all day long and just shows off." Zhu Yingxiu still insisted that she had met him.
Zhu Yuanwai couldn't help but became furious, and forced himself to hold back his impulse, and still said patiently: "Although Ma Ziyu has a bad reputation, Ma Wencai has been taught by a famous teacher since he was a child. He is considered to be both talented and beautiful, and his family is well-off. As a father, you will not suffer."
"You are both talented and beautiful, have you passed the examination?" Zhu Yingxiu asked with a bright smile.
Zhu Yuanwai Na Na said: "I almost missed it this time. If I work harder next time, I can pass the exam."
"Since you didn't pass the exam, how can you be considered talented and beautiful?" Zhu Yingxiu couldn't help but smile.
Zhu Yuanwai put the teacup on the table for a moment, frowned, and said: "Ma Wencai is still young, less than twenty years old, and he can still take the exam again."
Zhu Yingxiu showed a smile on her face and said: "Since she is not both talented and beautiful, then my daughter will not get married and serve her parents wholeheartedly at home."
"No, my father has already discussed it with Ma Ziyu and we will exchange posts tomorrow." Zhu Yuanwai said flatly.
Hearing that the senior official was not in a hurry to marry her off, Zhu Yingxiu burst into tears: "My daughter is dead."
After saying that, she hit the pillar head first.
The maid hurriedly hugged her, but Zhu Yingxiu's head had already hit the pillar.
The maid couldn't help being dragged in front of the pillar by Zhu Yingxiu, and almost hit the pillar.
There was a bang. Fortunately, the maid pulled her, and Zhu Yingxiu only had a bump on her forehead.
Zhu Yuanwai wanted to reach out and pull her, but realized that there were differences between men and women after all.
He said to the maid: "Hold the little lady in and anoint her with safflower oil. Be careful not to lose your appearance. If your appearance is lost, you will be questioned."
The housekeeper hurriedly called the two maids, and helped Zhu Yingxiu in cautiously.
Seeing Zhu Yingxiu being helped into her boudoir by three maids, Zhu Yuanwai sighed and said: "I thought your temper would change after three years of studying, but I didn't expect that you would still have the same stubborn temper after three years of study. It seems that you have read books in vain."
While the forty-year-old member Zhu was sighing, a plump and beautiful woman in her thirties came in.
"Officer, what happened to Xiu'er? I heard that she committed suicide by hitting a pillar?" she asked while crying and wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
Zhu Yuanwai's anger had faded a bit, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but became furious. He pointed at his wife and said, "You are not the one who got her into this situation."
The madam was furious. She put one hand on her hips and pointed at Zhu Yuanwai with the other hand and said, "If you weren't an official and you forced her to marry, how could you force Xiu'er to die?"
Zhu Yuanwai slapped the table and said, not to be outdone, "If Madam hadn't agreed to her reading that book, wouldn't she have been married long ago?"
The lady cried even harder and said, "If the officials force Xiu'er to die, the slave family will not survive."
After saying that, she hurriedly took her maid to the embroidered building to see her daughter.
When Zhu Yuanwai saw Mrs. Yuanzu's back, he sighed, shook his head and sat down to drink tea.
Mrs. Zhu came to the embroidery building and saw Zhu Yingxiu lying on the bed. One maid was covering Zhu Yingxiu with a quilt, and the other was applying safflower oil on her forehead.
Fortunately, there is nothing serious about my daughter, otherwise she would have to settle the score with that damn ghost.
Seeing the lady coming in, the two of them immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the lady.
The lady motioned for them to continue, sighed and asked, "Xiu'er, do you have someone you like outside?"
"What did mother say? There is no such thing." Zhu Yingxiu hurriedly covered her face with her hands and said hastily.
Mrs. Zhu sighed, stepped forward and gently touched Zhu Yingxiu's uncovered face, and said softly: "Xiu'er, take your hand away and let me see your wound."
Zhu Yingxiu had no choice but to take her hand away, and Mrs. Zhu looked at her forehead carefully. Fortunately, there was only a small bump, a little bloodshot, and no disfigurement.
She personally took the red flower oil from the maid's hand and applied it carefully to Zhu Yingxiu.
While she was wiping Zhu Yingxiu, she asked softly: "Xiu'er, I have been here for my mother. You have already died for your love, why do you still say you haven't?"
Zhu Yingxiu was silent and stared blankly at the roof.
"Xiu'er, my mother is in charge of the family. Tell me, have you chosen someone in the academy?" Mrs. Zhu asked.
Zhu Yingxiu couldn't help but cover her face again, but Mrs. Zhu gently pulled it away.
"I believe in Xiu'er's vision. Tell me what he looks like, his literary talent, and his family background?" Mrs. Zhu patiently induced.
Looking at Mrs. Zhu's gentle eyes, Zhu Yingxiu bit her lip and finally said: "She looks good. She just passed the exam and is living under someone else's roof."
Mrs. Zhu nodded after hearing the first two sentences, but the latter sentence made her frown a little.
But from this point of view, he already has both talent and appearance, which is not bad.
"When will he come to propose marriage?" After all, my daughter is already very old, so I must ask this clearly.
"He said that he would propose marriage as soon as he passes the Jinshi examination." Zhu Yingxiu hesitated for a while, but finally said it.
Mrs. Zhu couldn't help frowning and asked, "If he doesn't pass the Jinshi examination, wouldn't it mean that Xiu'er will be delayed for the rest of his life?"
Zhu Yingxiu shook his head and said, "He asked me to wait for him for three years."
Mrs. Zhu couldn't help but open her mouth and said, "Xiu'er, aren't you afraid that you will be old in three years?" After saying that, she couldn't help wiping her tears. She was not only moved by her daughter's infatuation, but also worried about her.
Zhu Yingxiu thought for a while, then took out the folding fan and said embarrassedly: "Mother, this is the token of love he gave me."
Mrs. Zhu opened the folding fan and took a look. When she saw the powerful calligraphy and two lines of love poems on it, she sighed and said, "It's rare to find a lover!"
Mrs. Zhu handed the folding fan to Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu took it and was about to tear it into pieces. Mrs. Zhu hurriedly grabbed it.
Zhu Yuan was furious, pointed at the embroidered building and reprimanded: "The orders of parents are the words of the matchmaker. How can a child's life-long affairs be decided privately?"
Mrs. Zhu was not to be outdone. She held a folding fan in one hand and put her hand on her hip. She fought back hard and said, "Are you willing to force Xiu'er to death?"
The two of them were blushing and quarreling, and Jean could not convince anyone.
At this time, the housekeeper stumbled in and said: "Master, mistress, something bad is going to happen, something is going to go wrong."
Zhu Yuanwai and Mrs. Zhu stopped arguing and looked at the housekeeper together. Zhu Yuanwai frowned and asked, "What made you panic?"
"Ma Ziyu is going bankrupt and the workshop is going to collapse." The housekeeper looked sad. His wife was about to exchange posts with Ma Rong, but she didn't expect this to happen.
"Didn't Ma Ziyu have hundreds of looms? How could it collapse?" Zhu Yuanwai didn't believe it no matter what.
"Ma Ziyu has been unable to pay his salary for several months. Zhiniang has stopped weaving now and requires him to pay before weaving." The housekeeper felt as if the sky was falling.
Member Zhu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Just now he wanted to exchange posts with Ma Rong, but he didn't expect that the other party was about to go bankrupt.
If you marry your daughter now, wouldn't you push her into a pit of fire?
Zhu Yuanwai couldn't help but take a few steps back, unable to sit on the chair, and asked blankly: "Ma Ziyu is not a good person, why did these things happen?"
The housekeeper also came to the coffee table to drink tea. After thinking for a while, he analyzed and said: "Now there is a kind of weaving on the market that is not only stronger than the one produced by Ma Kee's workshop, but also finer and more beautiful."
"Why didn't I know when it appeared?" Zhu Yuanwai interrupted the housekeeper and asked.
The housekeeper couldn't help but look at Mrs. Zhu, who said, "I've had this for about three months, and even our family wears this fabric. Keep talking, housekeeper."
"Secondly, Ma Ziyu's family is extremely extravagant and thought their business was still the same as before. They never expected that this kind of fabric would appear on the market. I heard that these fabrics were made in Zhaojiazhuang, Sichuan."
"I know about the nectar and jade liquid, Zui Chunfeng tea, fairy furnace, fairy charcoal, and colored glaze made in Zhaojiazhuang, but I didn't expect to make cloth again." Zhu Yuanwai sighed and drank tea gloomily.
"Thirdly, Ma Rong is now neglecting management and is focusing on playing with women and keeping concubines. When something like this happens, I was caught off guard." The housekeeper said, twirling his fingers.
Zhu Yuanwai thought for a while and said, "Then he can lower the price!"
"After the price reduction, it can only enter the homes of ordinary people. His fabrics are not in good condition. Alas, it will be difficult for him to live the old life!" The housekeeper shook his head and drank tea with a sigh.
Mrs. Zhu also drank tea and couldn't help showing a proud smile on her face, which made Mr. Zhu even more puzzled.
"Guardian, look at the future of Ma Ji Workshop?" the lady reminded.
"If Ma Ziyu sells the extravagant things at home and abandons his concubines, he may be able to pay the Zhinang's salary." Zhu Yuanwai said after thinking for a while.
"He has been unable to pay his salary for several months now, and he obviously has no working capital. Now he can only wait to sell the fabrics in his hands to purchase goods, but in this way, I don't know how long it will take?" Zhu Yuanwai analyzed.
"Does this mean that things will collapse sooner or later?" Mrs. Zhu asked, staring at him.
Zhu Yuanwai thought for a while, nodded reluctantly, and sighed.
"What about Xiu'er?" This was Madam Zhu's purpose.
"Fortunately, the Ma family didn't exchange posts. Let's end this matter." Zhu Yuanwai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, he was really frustrated.
"What about Xiu'er?" Mrs. Zhu asked.
"This madam has the final say!" Zhu Yuanwai felt that this was a huge blow, so he simply delegated power to his madam.
Ma Rong's workshop barely managed to survive for less than half a year and finally collapsed. Ren Liqin made the final choice and had to leave Ma Rong.
At this time, something unexpected came to her. Liang Shanqiu was admitted to Jinshi, and it was said that he was on his way to Lingquan County, Chengdu Prefecture to be appointed magistrate.
At this time, she was shocked. The poor person whom she had looked down on at all was admitted to the Jinshi, and the Ma Ji Workshop, which she had always regarded as her support, completely collapsed.
Ren Liqin had insomnia, thought about it all night, and made a decision to come to Lingquan County, Chengdu Prefecture.
Finally, she thought that Liang Shanqiu was raised by her family and had been engaged to her since childhood, so she mustered up the courage to come to Chengdu Mansion.
However, she never thought that she was no longer the young Ren Liqin, and the other party was no longer the young Liang Shanqiu.
