The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Qingguang?"

"I?"

Yu Hua was dumbfounded, and so was Chen Qingguang.

Chen Qingliao, the head of the family, stepped forward from behind Yu Hua. "Let's go inside and talk."

Upon hearing that they were looking for a wife for Chen Qingguang, Yu Hua quickly dropped the broom in her hand. Chen Qingsheng, who had been peeking around, followed behind, eager to hear which family's daughter these two matchmakers would be introducing to his second brother.

The two matchmakers, who were ushered into the room, got straight to the point. Liu Huashe spoke first: "We were sent by the Crown Prince and Crown Princess to find a wife for Chen Qingguang."

Yu Hua asked, "Did you find it?"

"Of course! If they can't find anyone, would they need us to act as matchmakers?"

Yu Hua poured water for the two matchmakers, asking as she did so, "Which family's daughter is she?"

“A farmer from the south of the city, eighteen years old, who could weave cloth and spin yarn, had woven cloth in a weaving workshop and boiled sugar in a sugar factory.”

Yu Hua took it to heart, "What's the young lady's surname?"

Her surname was Yuan, and her given name was Jin Feng.

"Her name also has the character 'Feng' in it!" Yu Hua glanced at Chen Qingguang, who was sitting upright. Last night, when Chen Qingliao came to the Prince's Mansion to pick her up, he told her to arrange a marriage for Chen Qingguang so that the Chen family line wouldn't end. Yu Hua took it to heart. She was already letting the Chen family down because she couldn't have children; if the Chen family line ended, she would be a sinner to the Chen family. She hadn't slept well all night because of this. She was just worrying about where to find a wife for Chen Qingguang when a matchmaker came knocking on the door early this morning.

Chen Qingsheng also glanced at his second brother. Last night at dinner, his second brother had been speaking very seriously about how his sister-in-law's body was still warm and it wasn't time for him to remarry, and that he couldn't be unrighteous and so on. He was almost about to swear an oath with tears in his eyes. Why was this man so silent now? Shouldn't he reveal his true thoughts? Wasn't he supposed to swear he would never remarry until the mourning period was over? What was going on?

Yu Hua inquired, "How is the young lady?"

The matchmaker said, "How could the young lady be wrong? Not only is she capable, but she's also beautiful. Butler Yuhua, don't take offense, but this Jinfeng is even more beautiful than you."

Yu Hua and Chen Qingliao exchanged a glance, and Chen Qingliao said, "If the young lady has no problem, then let's settle this matter."

Yu Hua nodded in agreement and added, "Could you take me to meet the girl? I can take a good look, and my second brother can also have a good look at her."

The two matchmakers got up at the same time and pulled Yuhua out, looking even more eager than if they were finding a wife for their own sons.

Chen Qingsheng looked at Chen Qingguang and said, "Second brother, didn't you say last night that you weren't in a hurry to remarry? Why didn't you stop my sister-in-law?"

Chen Qingliao, however, said shamelessly, "It's all fate. Since it's fate, why shouldn't I go with the flow and accept whatever comes my way? Sigh—Brother, let's hurry to the Crown Prince's residence. If we delay any longer, it will be too late."

Chen Qingsheng stood there dumbfounded, muttering, "Brother Feng really understands you! You've changed in just one night."

Even after they'd reached the front gate, Chen Qingsheng was still nagging behind his two older brothers, "You guys don't go to work this early every day, do you? Besides, we haven't finished eating yet..."

The two brothers, each with their own thoughts, ignored Chen Qingsheng, leaving him alone at his doorstep, gazing into the distance. Just as he was wondering what was going on, the matchmaker Wang Qiaozui and the matchmaker Ma Yuelao appeared.

Chen Qingsheng turned and tried to run into the yard, but Wang Qiaozui was quick-witted and grabbed him back. "Why are you running? Do you think we'll eat you?"

Chen Qingsheng was on edge, his face showing fear. Clearly, the two matchmakers had taken advantage of his vulnerability. He was filled with remorse. He shouldn't have followed his two older brothers out of his house. What kind of situation was he in now? The matchmakers treated him like a piece of meat on a plate, a piece of meat in a pot, and couldn't wait to grab him and have him marry He Ye so that they could claim credit and a reward.

“I’ve said it before, I won’t marry He Ye, not even if you kill me. No matter how many of you come, it won’t matter. Even if you tie me up, it won’t work.”

"No one forced you. The Crown Prince and Crown Princess said that you are not good enough for He Ye and that He Ye should give special consideration to Constable Sun. I, Wang Qiaozui, am the matchmaker sent by Constable Sun. Tell me, in what way can you compare to Constable Sun? You are not even as good as a single hair of Constable Sun's head. He Ye is upset for a moment, but she won't be upset forever. Soon she will have a discerning eye and see the difference between you and Constable Sun."

Wang Qiaozui glanced at Ma Yuelao, who then took out a pair of insoles from his clothes. "Here, these were embroidered for you by He Ye."

Chen Qingsheng, in a fit of emotion, raised his hands above his head and refused to accept the so-called lotus leaf embroidered insoles. He shouted, "I can't accept something for nothing, especially something as private as insoles. You should take them back and give them to He Ye. I can't accept these insoles."

Chen Qingsheng had a feeling that if he got his hands on those insoles, he would have to repay them with his body.

One person can't fight off four hands. Wang Qiaozui and Ma Yuelao joined forces, savagely tearing off Chen Qingsheng's shoes, forcefully stuffing the insoles into them, and then naturally putting the shoes on his feet. Chen Qingsheng screamed and cried, but he couldn't outmaneuver the two matchmakers.

Finally, the two matchmakers clapped their hands and left satisfied, as if they had accomplished their mission.

With a pair of insoles on his feet, Chen Qing felt the heat on his feet. Before the two matchmakers had gone far, Chen Qing, feeling angry, threw the two shoes onto the main road and ran back to the courtyard barefoot, feeling awkward and sullen.

He Ye, watching from afar, took in all of this, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She bent down to pick up the two shoes and walked towards the wide-open gate of the Chen family. The front yard was quiet and there was no one in sight, but there were sporadic knocking sounds coming from the back yard. He Ye knew that Chen Qingsheng was doing woodwork.

She quietly walked up to Chen Qingsheng.

When a pair of shoes appeared in front of Chen Qingsheng, he yelled, "Hey, who told you to pick up my shoes? Throw them away, throw them away..."

Seeing Chen Qingsheng's intense emotions, He Ye said, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold working barefoot?"

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Qingsheng jumped up from the small stool, oblivious to the wooden wedge digging into his foot. "How come it's you?"

"Who do you think you are, some lowly handyman? You came in as soon as the door was open. I've come at the wrong time!"

Chen Qingsheng snapped out of his daze when he saw the pair of insoles in He Ye's hand, and quickly put the shoes on his feet. "Why are you here?"

"When the matchmaker came to my place this morning, I found that my insoles were missing. I guess they made a mistake and gave you the insoles instead."

In front of Chen Qingsheng, He Ye rubbed the insole against her clothes, as if there was something dirty on it that she was eager to clean off.