Zhu Yingxiu still shook her head.

"My daughter is not happy when she sees Ma Rong. This person is full of money and only knows how to show off herself when she is swaying all day long." Zhu Yingxiu still insists that she has seen her.

Zhu Yuanwai couldn't help but be furious, forcibly resisting the impulse in his heart, and said patiently: "Although Ma Ziyu is bad, Ma Wencai has been taught by a famous teacher since childhood. He can be considered as both talented and beautiful, and his family is well-off. He will not let you suffer a loss for his father."

"Whether talented and beautiful is good, have you passed the imperial examination?" Zhu Yingxiu asked with a smile.

Zhu Yuanwai said: "This time I almost work hard next time, I will be able to pass the exam with a little effort."

"Since even if you haven't passed the exam, how can you be both talented and beautiful?" Zhu Yingxiu couldn't help but smile.

Zhu Junwai put the teacup on the table and frowned. He said, "Ma Wencai is still young, less than 20 years old, and he can still take the exam again."

Zhu Yingxiu smiled and said, "Since it's not that talented and beautiful, the daughter will not marry and will serve her parents wholeheartedly at home."

"No, I have already discussed it with Ma Ziyu, and I will exchange posts tomorrow." Zhu Yuanwai said decisively.

Hearing that Gao Yuanwai was eager to get himself married, Zhu Yingxiu cried: "My daughter is not alive."

After saying that, she bumped into the pillar.

The maid hurriedly hugged her, but Zhu Yingxiu's head had already hit the pillar.

The maid couldn't help but be dragged by Zhu Yingxiu to the front of the pillar and almost hit the pillar.

With a bang, fortunately, there was a maid pulling it, and Zhu Yingxiu just bumped into a bag on her forehead.

Zhu Yuanwai wanted to reach out and pull his hand, but thought that there was a difference between men and women after all.

He said to the maid: "Put the little lady in and wipe it with safflower oil. Be careful not to distort the appearance. If you distort the appearance, you will ask."

The housekeeper hurriedly called out two maids, and while tremblingly helped Zhu Yingxiu into it.

Seeing Zhu Yingxiu being helped into her boudoir by three maids, Zhu Yuanwai sighed and said, "I thought you should change your temper after three years of study, but I didn't expect that you would still be the same stubborn temper after three years. It seems that three years of study are gone."

When Zhu Shiwai was sighing, a plump and beautiful woman in her thirties came in.

"Officialist, what's wrong with Xiu'er? I heard that she committed suicide by hitting the pillar?" She asked while crying, wiping tears with her handkerchief.

Zhu Yuanwai had already disappeared a little bit of anger, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but get furious, pointing at his wife and saying, "She has this today, and it's not something you've used to come out."

The lady was furious, put one hand on her hips, and pointed at Zhu Yuanwai and said, "If it weren't for the official, you forced her to get married, how could she force Xiu'er to death?"

Zhu Yuanwai slapped the table and said unwillingly: "If the wife hadn't agreed to her to read that Lao Shi book, wouldn't she have already been married?"

The lady cried even harder and said, "If the official forces Xiu'er to death, I will not live anymore."

After saying that, she hurriedly took her maid to the embroidery building to see her daughter.

Zhu Yuanwai saw the back of the lady who was walking away, sighed, shook his head and sat down to have tea.

Mrs. Zhu came to the embroidery building and saw Zhu Yingxiu lying on the bed. A maid was covering Zhu Yingxiu with a quilt and the other one applied red flower oil on her forehead.

Fortunately, my daughter has nothing to do with her, otherwise she would have to settle the score with the dead man.

Seeing the wife come in, the two of them immediately stopped their work and looked at her.

The lady signaled them to continue and asked with a sigh, "Xiu'er, do you like someone outside?"

"What did my mother say? There is nothing like this." Zhu Yingxiu hurriedly covered her face with her hands and said hurriedly.

Mrs. Zhu sighed, stepped forward and gently stroked Zhu Yingxiu's uncovered face, and said softly: "Xiu'er, take your hand away and let Wei Mother see your wound."

Zhu Yingxiu had to take her hand away. Mrs. Zhu carefully looked at her forehead. Fortunately, there was only a small bag, with a little bloodshot, and it was not distorted.

She personally took the safflower oil from the maid and carefully applied it to Zhu Yingxiu.

While wiping Zhu Yingxiu, she asked softly: "Xiu'er, Wei'er is a veteran. You have committed suicide, why do you still say no?"

Zhu Yingxiu said nothing, looking at the roof blankly.

"Xiu'er, the family is the decision of Mother, tell me if I like someone in the academy?" asked Mrs. Zhu.

Zhu Yingxiu couldn't help but cover her face again, and was gently pulled away by Mrs. Zhu.

"Wei Niang believes in Xiu'er's vision. Tell Wei Niang what he looks, how literary, and how his family is?" Mrs. Zhu patiently induced.

Looking at Mrs. Zhu's gentle eyes, Zhu Yingxiu bit her lip and finally said, "I look good. I just passed the imperial examination and am dependent on others."

Mrs. Zhu nodded when she heard the first two sentences, and the latter sentence made her frown a little.

But in this way, it seems that it is already both talented and beautiful, which is not bad.

"When will he come to propose marriage?" After all, his daughter is not young anymore, so you must ask clearly this.

"He said, come to propose marriage if you pass the Jinshi exam." Zhu Yingxiu hesitated for a while, but still said it.

Mrs. Zhu couldn't help but frowned and asked, "If he didn't pass the Jinshi exam, wouldn't it delay Xiu'er's life?"

Zhu Yingxiu shook her 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 of getting older in three years?" After that, she couldn't help but wipe her tears, which was not only moved by her daughter's infatuation, but also worried about her daughter.

Zhu Yingxiu thought about it, but took out the folding fan and said embarrassedly: "Mom, this is the thing he gave me to love."

Mrs. Zhu opened the folding fan and saw the powerful calligraphy and two love poems on it, and sighed and said, "It's rare to have a love man!"

Mrs. Zhu handed the folding fan to Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu took it and was about to tear it apart. Mrs. Zhu hurriedly grabbed it.

Zhu Man was furious and pointed at Xiulou and scolded him, "The orders of parents and the words of the matchmaker. Children's lifelong affairs, how can they privately entrust their lives?"

Mrs. Zhu was not willing to be outdone. She held a folding fan in one hand and put her hips on the other hand, and fought back hard and said, "Do you want to force Xiu'er to death?"

The two of them had a blushing face and a thick neck, and they could not convince anyone.

At this time, the housekeeper stumbled in and said, "Master, mistress, big things are not good, big things are not good."

Zhu Yuanwai and Mrs. Zhu stopped quarreling and looked at the housekeeper together. Zhu Yuanwai frowned and asked, "What's the matter that makes you panic?"

"Ma Ziyu is going to go bankrupt and the workshop is going to collapse." The housekeeper had a sad face. His little lady was about to exchange posts with Ma Rong, but she didn't expect that this happened.

"Don't Ma Ziyu have hundreds of looms? How could it collapse?" Zhu Yuanwai didn't believe it anyway.

"Ma Ziyu has not been able to pay his salary for several months. The weaver girl has stopped weaving now and asked him to pay for money before weaving the cloth." The butler seemed to have fallen.

Mr. Zhu couldn't help but sweat coldly. He wanted to exchange posts with Ma Rong just now, but he didn't expect that the other party would go bankrupt.

Now that I’m marrying my daughter, isn’t I pushing her into the fire pit?

Zhu Yuanwai couldn't help but take a few steps back, unable to sit on the chair, and asked blankly: "Ma Ziyu is not good, why did these things happen?"

The housekeeper also came to the coffee table to drink tea, thought for a while, and analyzed: "Now a kind of weaving cloth appears on the market, which is not only stronger than the Maji Workshop, but also delicate and beautiful."

"When will it appear? Why don't I know?" Zhu Yuanwai interrupted the housekeeper and asked.

The butler couldn't help but look at Mrs. Zhu, who said, "This has been around for about three months, and even our family is wearing this fabric. Keep talking about it."

"Secondly, Ma Ziyu's family was extravagant and thought their business was the same as before. They didn't expect that such fabrics appeared on the market. I heard that these fabrics were made in Zhaojiazhuang, Sichuan."

"I know that the nectar and jade liquid made by Zhaojiazhuang, the drunken spring breeze tea leaves, fairy furnaces, fairy charcoals, and glazed glasses, but I didn't expect to make fabrics again." Zhu Yuanwai sighed and was depressed to drink tea.

"Third, Ma Rong is now neglecting management, devotes himself to playing with women, and takes concubines to support the outdoor room. This kind of thing happened and was caught off guard." The housekeeper said with his finger.

Zhu Yuanwai thought for a while and said, "Then he can reduce the price!"

"After the price reduction, I can only enter the homes of ordinary people. His fabric is not favored by good conditions. Alas, it is difficult for him to live the past!" The butler shook his head and sighed and drank tea.

Mrs. Zhu also drank tea, and a smug smile couldn't help but show her face, which made Mr. Zhu even more puzzled.

"Official, look, what is the prospect of Maji Workshop?" the wife reminded.

"If Ma Ziyu sold the extravagant things at home and abandoned the concubines' outdoor rooms, he might be able to pay the salary of Mother Weaver." Zhu Yuanwai thought for a while and said.

"He has been unable to pay his salary for several months now, and obviously he has no turnover money. Now he can only wait to sell the fabric in his hand to purchase goods. But in this way, I don't know when?" Zhu Yuanwai analyzed.

"It means that it's about time and night?" Mrs. Zhu asked staring at him.

Zhu Yuanwai pondered for a while, nodded a little unwillingly and sighed.

"What about Xiu'er's affairs?" These are all Mrs. Zhu's purposes.

"Fortunately, the Ma family has not exchanged posts, so let's stop this matter." Zhu Yuanwai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, he was really a little discouraged.

"What about Xiu'er's affairs?" Mrs. Zhu asked.

"This lady is the master!" Zhu Yuanwai felt that the blow was very big, so he simply delegated power to his wife.

Ma Rong's workshop finally collapsed after barely supporting it for less than half a year. Ren Liqin made the final choice and had to leave Ma Rong.

At this time, something unexpected happened to her. Liang Shanqiu passed the imperial examination and was said to have gone to Lingquan County, Chengdu Prefecture to serve as the magistrate.

At this time, she was shocked. The poor sorrow she looked down upon was actually admitted to the Jinshi, and the Maji Workshop, which she was determined to be a backer, was completely destroyed.

Ren Liqin had insomnia. After thinking about it all night, she resolutely made a decision and came to Lingquan County, Chengdu Prefecture.

Finally, she thought that Liang Shanqiu was raised by her family and had a engagement with her since childhood, so she simply mustered up the courage to come to Chengdu Prefecture.
Chapter completed!