The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chen Qingsheng said cautiously, "I think I've had too much to drink! Maybe I should head out first!"

"Where are you going? You've only had a little bit to drink. Look at your pale face, not a rosy hue at all. If we put you in a coffin, no one would treat you like a human being."

Chen Qingsheng stammered, "Cang... Brother Cangman, you said I look like a ghost?" It was hard enough for him to accept that he didn't look like a human, but why did Cangman say that he looked like a ghost?

"San'er, not to be blunt, but you're not even as good-looking as a ghost." Cang Man's sharp tongue was even more cutting than Cheng Feng's.

"Then I'll go home and rest!" Chen Qingsheng had been looking for a chance to slip away. If he had known things would turn out this way, why would he have stayed here drinking?

Cang Man slammed his hand on the table and said in a loud voice, "You dare! Today is the day your brother is blessed with a son. We're not allowed to leave until we're all drunk!"

Chen Qingsheng was sandwiched between Cheng Feng and Cang Man like a little chick, with Boss Qian sitting opposite him, beaming. But when Boss Qian smiled, it was all good; the hairs on the back of Chen Qingsheng's neck stood on end. Chen Qingsheng finally realized that this wasn't a celebratory banquet for the birth of a son at all; it was clearly a trap set specifically for him. Were they going to force him to marry He Ye? If so, he'd call his sister-in-law to deal with them.

Chen Qingsheng pleaded, "Brothers, please spare me. I can't take even the best lotus leaves."

"Everything depends on fate; you can't force things."

Mr. Qian's words were reasonable. Just as Chen Qingsheng was about to say a few words of thanks to Mr. Qian, he heard Mr. Qian speak again. Mr. Qian's eyes fell on Cheng Feng, his face was serious, as if he were the most fair person at the table. In fact, he was the persuader invited by Cheng Feng. "Cheng Feng, have you looked at the marriage prospects of Qingsheng and Heye?"

Cheng Feng took out a piece of paper from his pocket and placed it on the table. "Today I asked Master Daoqing at Lingchen Temple to match their birth dates. Chen Qing and He Ye are a perfect match, and their union will bring them many children and much happiness."

"Really?" Boss Qian's tone was exaggerated. Just as he was about to look at the note, Chen Qingsheng, full of curiosity, took it and looked at it. It did indeed contain his and He Ye's birth dates and times, and the next line of text was even more glaring.

Chen Qingsheng said with a hint of disbelief, "It really is my birth chart? Is my marriage with her truly a top-tier match?"

Boss Qian stretched out his hand to Chen Qingsheng, "Let me see... Hmm, it really is Master Daoqing's notes. Master Daoqing is a highly respected master whom I have begged. Even the Emperor invites him to perform divination and fortune telling. If he says it is a match made in heaven, then it is a marriage that even the gods cannot break apart."

Chen Qingsheng was completely bewildered, his mind starting to go blank. His head was filled with the line of words on the note and Boss Qian's words that they couldn't be separated. Finally, he was so anxious that he fainted.

While pinching Chen Qingsheng's philtrum, Cheng Feng cursed, "Someone like him can faint from a piece of paper. He's so picky. What's wrong with He Ye marrying him? I don't think he's good enough for He Ye at all."

Considering the bigger picture, Boss Qian looked at Chen Qingsheng, whose eyes were tightly closed. Just as Cang Man had said, he was so bad that even if he were thrown into a coffin, he wouldn't be recognized as a person. He looked exactly like a yellow-faced little devil. He thought to himself, "What Cheng Feng said is wrong. He Ye brought all that dowry to marry Chen Qingsheng, who looks like a little devil."

Mr. Qian said, "If all else fails, we should go and hire a doctor. We don't want anyone to die because of this forced marriage."

Cang Man has the most unconventional tricks. "Get out of the way!"

Cang Man took a mouthful of baijiu and spat it wildly into Chen Qingsheng's face. Chen Qingsheng immediately opened his eyes, looking as if he had lost his memory.

"Don't put on an act for us. It's just asking you to marry He Ye, not taking your life. Why are you pretending to be dead with your brothers?" Cang Man slapped his hand on the paper with the number eight on it and said forcefully, "This is your fate. Master Dao Qing said that you and He Ye are a match made in heaven. Even if you die, you have to marry He Ye first."

Chen Qingsheng's face was streaked with tears, he was just about to shed two streams of hot tears. He was still struggling with the authenticity of the note, and asked with half-belief, "Is Master Daoqing's reading accurate?"

Seeing that Chen Qingsheng's attitude was wavering, Cang Man quickly said, "The Emperor consults him when he has problems, so you tell me if he's reliable. If you don't believe me, we'll bring Huang Chenming here. You can trust Huang Chenming, right?"

Boss Qian twirled the wine cup in his hand, adding fuel to the fire, "Huang Chenming's divination is the best in the world. Many of us have had our fortunes told by him, and he has always been right."

Upon hearing that Huang Chenming was being sought, Cheng Feng felt even more certain that the matter was settled. His relationship with Huang Chenming was even closer than that with Master Qing, so inviting him would be like adding another helper to his team.

Before long, Huang Chenming arrived, looking travel-worn. Cang Man asked someone to bring Huang Chenming a bowl and chopsticks. Huang Chenming said, "The Emperor summoned me to the palace to admire the moon. I must leave in a moment."

Cang Man, with his quick temper, saw that Huang Chenming had limited time and went straight to the point. His attitude was even more enthusiastic than Cheng Feng's: "Then let's get straight to the point. Imperial Preceptor, can you take a look and see if these two are destined for each other?"

Huang Chenming glanced at the birth date and time on the paper, moved his finger slightly, and said, "It's a good match."

Huang Chenming glanced at Chen Qingsheng: "Qingsheng, congratulations, you'll be welcoming a new member to your family this year."

Upon hearing that Huang Chenming had arrived, Yu Hua and Shang Xi both rushed out of Fu Rong's room. Yu Hua knew about Huang Chenming's divination skills; she had overheard his conversation with Chen Qingsheng at the door. She asked Huang Chenming, "Imperial Preceptor, please take a closer look! These two are completely unrelated! How could they be a good match?"

Huang Chenming said with great confidence, "I only need one look to know. If you don't believe me, we can wait and see. Chen Qing will definitely become a father this year."

As they were talking, Huang Chenming stood up: "I can't stay here any longer. If I go to the palace, the Emperor will be in trouble."

Cang Man said regretfully, "You haven't seen my youngest son yet! I wanted you to write a blessing for him!" Actually, Cang Man wasn't interested in any blessing; he just wanted Huang Chenming to show off that he had another son.

Huang Chenming smiled at the smug Cang Man and said, "Congratulations! I'll come to your baby's one-month celebration another day and bring you two peace and good fortune blessings."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone saw Huang Chenming off. When they returned, Yu Hua was sitting in a chair crying!

Cang Man hated women crying the most. "Yu Hua, today is a happy occasion for my family. Why are you crying? Your Chen Qingsheng is getting married. It's not like he's marrying into the family. What is there to cry about?"

Yu Hua stubbornly declared, "I do not agree to his marriage with He Ye!" After saying this, Yu Hua ran away, and Chen Qingsheng also took the opportunity to run away.