After sending Zhao Yu away, Qiu Daorong did not return directly to the village.

He found the fifth master who was on duty, gave some serious instructions, went back to his room and changed his clothes, then got into the carriage and let the old yellow horse rush towards Yanzhou Fucheng.

As we approached Fucheng, we saw from a distance a chariot driven by Qian Yuan in the west of the city. Before the chariot could slow down, the gatekeeper in charge of guarding the gate could not wait to open the gate.

Mr. Qian was well-known for his charity and generous spending. Faced with such a golden Buddha, the gatekeepers had no time to even fawn over him. How could they dare to check his car carefully?

Sure enough, as they passed the city gate, Qiu Daorong took the initiative to lift the curtains. The few people could barely see clearly that there was a rich old man sitting in the carriage, but before they could react, the curtains were quietly lowered.

"You generals have worked hard. This little money can be regarded as tea money given by my master to you. I hope you won't refuse."

The leader didn't even need to say anything, the driver driving the carriage was already laughing and reaching out to hold the general.

It just fell apart at the first touch. When he noticed the increase in the weight of his palm, the smile on the general's face couldn't help but grow a little.

"They are all loyal to His Majesty. Mr. Qian is a well-known good man within a hundred miles. Even the Lord of the Palace wants to give you some face. Could it be that you, the old man, are still harboring criminals?"

As soon as he finished speaking, even the other soldiers guarding the city gate couldn't help laughing.

Obviously I think this is nonsense.

Of course Mr. Qian would not harbor a wanted criminal, because he was the largest bandit leader within a hundred miles.

No one would have thought that apart from being kind to others and eager for justice, Qian Qian also secretly had an identity as the head of Heifeng Village.

In the past, I lived in Yanzhou Mansion. In order to be able to see my daughter from time to time, I also wanted an identity that could allow me to enter and leave the city freely.

Qiu Daorong then changed his name to Qian Donglai and claimed to be a wealthy businessman from other places. He bought a lot of property and pretended to settle here. Not only did he get along with his neighbors, he also deceived his own daughter, Qiu Daorong.

To this day, Qiu Leyi is still kept in the dark. She always feels that her father is a kind man who is willing to do good and charity.

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Before he even got close to the house, Qiu Daorong, who had keen ears and eyes, already heard the faint sound of a piano coming from the backyard, as if he was talking about something.

A trace of tenderness flashed across Qiu Daorong's eyes, and he tidied up his appearance before carefully stepping into the house.

His beloved wife passed away early, leaving only his well-behaved and sensible only daughter to depend on him. The head of the family, Qiu, who usually did not even care about his own life, only regarded this daughter as his beloved.

Give her the best in everything.

Even Chen Qingzhi, the husband-in-law, was the best candidate chosen by Qiu Daorong after careful consideration and sending his men to inquire about the information.

"Yi'er, I haven't seen you these days, have you ever thought about your father?"

As soon as he entered the door, Qiu Daorong was already laughing and asked Qiu Leyi.

"My father is away from home, so my daughter is naturally worried about her. I wish I could pray to Mr. Xuan all day long to keep my father safe. Now that you have returned safely, Leyi can finally let go."

Unlike Qiu Daorong, who was bold and careless, every word and action of the girl in front of him was in line with etiquette and spoke softly.

"Hahaha, my little cotton-padded jacket still loves you as a father. It's not in vain."

"Yi'er, do you know why your father is away from home these days?"

Qiu Daorong laughed and suddenly became aggressive.

"My daughter doesn't know."

Just as he was about to speak, as if he was remembering something, Qiu Leyi bit her lip lightly and turned her head away timidly.

A few days ago, Qiu Daorong asked a matchmaker to come to her door. It happened that her personal maid heard about it. She didn't know that her father was busy with her marriage. The girl immediately turned red with embarrassment.

"Yi'er, you have reached the age of hairpins. It is time to talk about marriage. Even if you are reluctant to be a father, you must plan for your future."

"Among the young talents in Yanzhou Prefecture, in terms of family background and talents, in my father's opinion, only Chen Qingzhi, the young boss of the Weiyuan Escort Agency in the south of the city, is barely worthy of my Yi'er."

"If my father betrothed you to him, would you be willing?"

His daughter was so smart that she never thought that this matter could be hidden from her. Qiu Daorong straightened his expression and asked seriously.

Although the two of them jointly plan to reshape the country as their benefactor in the future, the master still regards this daughter as his heart treasure. If he is unwilling at all, he would rather take more risks than bear the slightest grievance of his daughter.

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Twelve small three yuan, fifteen Yun Qi.

Even women like Qiu Leyi have heard of Chen Qingzhi's name.

Her future husband is such a great man, how could a girl not want to do so.

"A daughter depends entirely on her father to make decisions."

After hesitating for a long time, Qiu Leyi's words made Qiu Daorong take a reassuring pill.

Parents' words, matchmaker's agreement, in this world where women are kept on the shelf, a daughter's marriage contract often depends on the words of her parents and the whole family.

Of course, everything is not absolute.

Some parents who love their children will put information about the person they like in front of their daughter in advance for her to choose, or they will simply call someone to their home and let their daughter hide behind a screen to observe.

If she is willing, she will tell her parents that it is entirely up to her parents.

Women are shy and cannot clearly express their willingness, so they have to be more reserved.

On the other hand, if she is unwilling, she will tell her parents that her daughter still wants to honor her parents at home. In fact, this is just an excuse.

Qiu Leyi's words exactly expressed the meaning of consent.

"It's just that Mr. Chen is a talented scholar and a literary star who fell from the sky. His daughter is just the daughter of a wealthy businessman. How can He De be valued by him?"

Unexpectedly, just as she was happy, the girl became a little worried again and felt ashamed of herself.

"I'll leave this matter to my father. My Yi'er is both talented and beautiful. It's his blessing to be able to like that boy. Is it possible that he still dares to refuse?"

"His father and I are old acquaintances of the parents' words and the matchmaker's agreement. How can he be allowed to comment on it?"

"Good girl, tomorrow I will go to the house to discuss the marriage with his parents. Do you have anything to bring him? I will bring it to you by then."

The girl's eyes rested on a plate of seasonal fruits on the table, her eyes lit up, and she immediately had an idea.

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"Mr. Chen, before I leave, I have repeatedly asked my servants to deliver this thing to the young master personally. I hope that the young master will accept it."

The next day, while Qiu Daorong was discussing the marriage with Chen's mother, a little maid quietly walked from the crowd to Chen Qingzhi, took out a small wooden box from her arms, and handed it to him.

After all, she was still worried about her rich and wealthy father, so Qiu Leyi asked her personal maid to accompany her personally to deliver gifts to her future husband.

"Thanks to Miss Chen's wrong love, Chen is really scared."

Chen Qingzhi said polite words while inadvertently glancing at the girl with his peripheral vision.

She has a good-looking face, a nimble figure, and is very good. My future wife’s appearance should definitely be good too.

After all, if he were the Wuyan clan, how could he dare to have a maid who was more beautiful than himself beside him?

With his resistance to the marriage lessened, Chen Qingzhi opened the wooden box with some anticipation, wanting to see what kind of melons this man was selling in the gourd——

A green plum lies quietly on the silk lining.

Having read the Four Books and Five Classics well, Chen Qingzhi immediately understood what the other party meant, and felt even more emotional in his heart. She is really a smart woman.

Then he solemnly took out the plums, took off the jade pendant from his waist, put it into the box, and handed it to the other party after thinking about it.

"Please also ask the girl to go back and tell your young lady that Qingzhi has understood her thoughts."

Seeing that the other party was still a little confused, Chen Qingzhi smiled slightly, but he did not want to expose this beautiful mood.
Chapter completed!