The passers-by are vicious

More importantly, he is honest and responsible.

His ex-wife didn't leave any children, but after her death he still helped his wife's younger brother. I guess he wouldn't mind having another son.

As for whether it will succeed, how do you know if you don’t try?

Jiang Wanwan never believed in fate, she only believed that everything was in the hands of human beings.

I specifically asked Qiuyu to buy more detailed information. General Dinghai, Zhang Dan, was born into a commoner family, and his parents were ordinary farmers.

He was conscripted on his wedding day, and later won the favor of his superiors with his brute strength and martial arts. After fighting for many years, he was already a third-rank General Dinghai at the age of thirty-five.

As for him and his ex-wife, he was drafted into the army on their wedding day. The woman was so infatuated with him that she remained a widow and managed the household and took care of his parents for him.

When Zhang Dan was appointed general and returned home, his parents had already passed away. His wife only lived a few days as a general's wife because her health collapsed due to years of overwork and she passed away within a few days.

It would not be difficult for someone of such status to find a step-wife, and there were many officials who wanted to marry their daughters to him. Unfortunately, Zhang Dan seemed to be afraid that his new wife would not be kind to his illegitimate son, so he kept remarrying.

In the end, he could only settle for the second best and send his concubine's daughter to be a concubine.

I heard that Zhang Dan would go to Hanshui Temple to worship his parents on their birthdays, and it happened to be in the past few days.

Jiang Wanwan was only wearing a light white long dress, with her hair tied up behind her head, a silk flower and a tassel hairpin in her hair, and a few strands of hair scattered around her ears.

Although she was dressed simply, her slender waist and graceful posture made her stand out at first glance even among the many women who came to the temple to burn incense.

Listening to the bells coming from the temple above, Jiang Wanwan climbed the stairs slowly and steadily. When she turned her head slightly, she saw Zhang Dan, dressed in casual clothes, striding up the stairs towards the temple.

The man was wearing a simple dark blue brocade suit. He had a strong, tall and imposing figure. The clothes on his chest were propped up, and his arms, with their sleeves slightly rolled up, showed bulging muscles.

He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a rugged face and a broad jaw. Unlike the delicate style that was so popular in Beijing, he had a kind of rough handsomeness.

As if he noticed Jiang Wanwan's gaze, he immediately looked over with sharp eyes.

Jiang Wanwan's face turned pale instantly, and she looked away, pretending that she had looked at him carelessly and was frightened.

She began to hesitate in her heart, wondering whether she should change the candidate. Zhang Dan looked strong and powerful, as if he was ready to beat someone up. If he wasn't as honest and simple as the rumors said, she would be walking into a tiger's mouth.

Zhang Dan, who was walking up the stairs with big strides, suddenly stopped. The guards beside him also stopped and looked around nervously and asked, "What's wrong, General?"

Zhang Dan waved his hand calmly and said, "Nothing." He just glanced at the figure in the distance from time to time. Thinking of the woman's pale expression, he was afraid that she might have been scared just now.

In the past, one had to be vigilant at all times when marching and fighting. Even though he was already in the capital and could feel someone's eyes on him, Zhang Dan was instantly alert and subconsciously stabbed forward.

I didn't expect she was just a delicate woman. Judging from her dress, she should be a family member in Beijing.

In the Buddhist temple, a huge golden Buddha stood at the top, looking down at everyone with a kind face.

Jiang Wanwan followed Jiang's mother and knelt in front of the Buddha, praying in her heart for Zheng Ying to recover her health and for her to get her wish.

After burning incense with Jiang's mother, they left the Buddhist temple. Jiang's mother went to see the monk to ask for a fortune-telling for Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan stood under the ancient tree in the backyard, looking at the incense slowly drifting around the temple in the distance.

The wind blew through her hair, brushed across the emotions between her eyebrows, and the bronze bells hanging on the eaves trembled.

"clang."

The crisp sound, mixed with the breeze, reached the ears of Zhang Dan who was also walking to the backyard.

He looked up and saw a graceful figure with fluttering skirt standing under the tree.

Zhang Dan felt that he was a vulgar person. Although he was somewhat knowledgeable in writing, he was not good at the poetry and songs of scholars. However, at this moment, he suddenly understood what it meant to fall in love at first sight.

Although the beauty's face was pale when I first saw her, it was still difficult to conceal her beautiful face. Now the spring breeze blows, and the woman's skirt sways in the wind, making her even more graceful.

Jiang Wanwan, who was standing under the tree, looked back as if she had sensed something, and saw a tall and sturdy figure not far away. She didn't expect that even the heavens were helping her, and it was really easy for her to get what she wanted.

However, Zhang Dan didn't know what Jiang Wanwan was thinking, because that glance had already shaken his heart.

The face of the woman in the distance was clearly engraved in his mind. Her face was as round and white as the Mid-Autumn moon, and her skin was as tender and juicy as a flower in the spring morning.

A pair of eyes as bright and clear as autumn water, looking around with brilliance. Just a slight glance back, the gaze is like spring water, full of tenderness and charm.

Jiang Wanwan, who had already met him once, was ready to leave. After all, she was a woman and couldn't just go for it.

What's more, if he wants to, he will come to me.

Until Jiang Wanwan left in a hurry, Zhang Dan just stood there staring at her beautiful figure.

At this time, the guards who came to look for him saw that Zhang Dan seemed to have lost his soul, so they followed his gaze, but only saw the branches and leaves of the ancient tree swaying in the wind. They were puzzled, but still bowed respectfully and said: "General, the seats for the master and the lady have been collected. Shall we set off for home now?"

Zhang Dan looked at the place under the ancient tree where the beauty had stood, his eyes darkened, "No hurry."

After Jiang Wanwan left the backyard, she went back to the temple's wing to find her mother. As soon as she entered the room, she saw her mother clutching her handkerchief with a nervous look on her face.

Opposite him was the abbot of Hanshui Temple, Master Jingkong, who was sitting cross-legged and seemed to be interpreting the comments.

"Strange, the young lady was born to be rich, but lost her husband at a young age. Fortunately, her marriage was not broken off, and after her second marriage, her husband's family became even more noble."

When Jiang's mother heard that her daughter's second husband's family was even more wealthy, she immediately clasped her hands together in joy and prayed to the Buddha, "Please bless me with the Buddha beads. I know that God will not treat my Wanwan badly. How could he let her suffer?"

Jiang Wanwan listened to Master Jingkong's words and felt hesitant. Although the Zhang Dan she chose had great power, he was not extremely valuable.

But Master Jingkong didn't finish. He looked at Jiang's mother who was still happy and said, "It's just... I'm afraid it will be a little difficult for her to get married again."

Jiang's mother, who was originally still happy, immediately changed her expression and anxiously bowed to Master Jingkong, saying sincerely, "Master, please give me some advice."

Master Jingkong didn't want to say more. He just looked at Jiang Wanwan who was standing behind Jiang's mother and bowing to him and sighed: "I think the female donor has already made up her mind. I can only tell the donor to follow her heart and she will definitely get what she wants."

“Is it what you wish for…?

Jiang Wanwan was still muttering Master Jingkong's words in the car even after she and her mother got in the car and left Hanshui Temple.

Didn't she marry Zhang Dan, but someone else?

The Jiang family carriage passed through the woods and slowly drove towards the capital. Not far behind him, Zhang Dan was riding on a horse and staring at the Jiang family convoy not far ahead.

At this time, the guard rode up to Zhang Dan and whispered, "We have already found out. Lord Jiang and Madam Jiang were very loving and had only one daughter, Jiang Wanwan, who married the eldest son of the Marquis of Changping who died in battle. The Zheng family was convicted, but the women were pardoned."

After Zhang Dan learned the identity of his sweetheart, his rough and handsome face rarely showed any seriousness, and his mellow voice was filled with smiles, "She is a widow, and I am a widower. We are really a perfect match."

Compared to the general's joy, the guards were more thoughtful and advised: "I heard that she and the eldest son of the Changping Marquis's mansion are ill. According to the law, if she recovers, she will be exiled to the north immediately."

It’s not that he thinks Jiang Wanwan is not worthy of the general because she has been married and has children, but he thinks Jiang Wanwan’s son is a trouble.

Hearing this, Zhang Dan frowned slightly and sighed, "No wonder she is in a bad mood and seems to be worried. But it doesn't matter. If we get married, I will never let her be sad. Zheng Ying is my son, I will never let him be exiled to a bitter and cold place."

When the personal soldier Lin Tao heard Zhang Dan's words, he was immediately shocked. He didn't expect that the King of Hell in the army would also have his comeuppance one day.

He and Zhang Dan were from the same hometown, so how could he not know that the former general's wife was arranged by his parents? They had only met each other a few times, not to mention that he was conscripted into the army on the wedding day, so they had no chance to consummate the marriage.

After the general was conferred the title, his wife's health had already deteriorated, and the two of them died before they had even had time to spend time together.

But Zhang Dan didn't know what he was thinking. His handsome face was full of nervousness. He asked his personal soldier Lin Tao unconfidently, "If I go to propose marriage, will she be willing to marry me? Will her family agree?"

Jiang Wanwan is younger than him and so beautiful, so she will probably have no trouble finding a husband.

Zhang Dan had more than ten concubines. Although they were taken by his ex-wife Cuiping before her death, he did not refuse them at that time.

Although Zhang Dan gave his concubines to his subordinates as wives shortly after his wife's death, there were rumors in the capital that he had more than ten concubines in his room, not to mention that he had a cousin in the mansion who was a bastard's son.

Zhang Dan couldn't help but feel worried when he thought that Jiang Wanwan would refuse him and marry someone else.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and his hands holding the horse reins couldn't help but clench.

Compared to the anxious Zhang Dan, the personal soldier Lin Tao felt that his general had a great chance.

"As long as the general sincerely explains the matter to the Jiang family and the lady, I think the lady will not reject the general."

"The most important thing is that you promise Madam that you will not let Zheng Ying be exiled, but will treat him like your own son. In this way, Madam will not reject you."

"You're right. Everything should be made clear when proposing." Zhang Dan considered himself a real man who should care about women. Naturally, he hoped that Jiang Wanwan would be willing to marry him.

What's more, compared with those scholars and civil officials, he was not elegant and was just a vulgar peasant.

But the eldest son of the Pingchang Marquis's Mansion is also a military general. Since Jiang Wanwan is willing to marry him and have children with him, she hopes he doesn't mind that she is too big.

Zhang Dan encouraged himself in his heart and swore that if Jiang Wanwan was willing to marry him, he would listen to her in everything.

Lying on the bed, Zheng Ying's condition gradually began to improve, but without Cordyceps sinensis, his body did not recover completely.

Holding her son in her arms, Jiang Wanwan originally wanted to plan slowly, but seeing that Zheng Ying was exiled as soon as he recovered from his illness, she had to achieve her goal quickly before that.

But how can I continue to see Zhang Dan? He is a military general and is very vigilant. I want to find out his whereabouts.

Seeing that the time for her son's exile was getting closer, Jiang Wanwan had no time to care about anything else and could only go to the street to try her luck when Zhang Dan left the court.

If God favors her, she will get what she wants.

Jiang Wanwan was holding a snack wrapped in oil paper in her hand, which she had just bought from the pastry shop.

Halfway through the journey, she unexpectedly met Zheng Zhaorong.

"Sister-in-law."

Zheng Zhaorong looked very embarrassed at this moment. Her originally round face was slightly sunken. It was obvious that she had not had a full meal since Jiang Wanwan robbed her money last time.

Zheng Zhaorong rushed forward and snatched the cake from Jiang Wanwan's hand. She was eager to open the oil paper and stuff the cake into her mouth.

"This is for Ying'er." Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan hurriedly reached out to try to take back the pastry, but Zheng Zhaorong pushed her away.

Jiang Wanwan lost her balance and fell backwards.

A pair of strong and powerful hands reached out in time, firmly grasped Jiang Wanwan's waist, and let her lean on his broad and solid chest.

Then a mellow voice fell into Jiang Wanwan's ears, "Madam, are you injured?"

As if she had just come to her senses, she quickly withdrew from Zhang Dan's arms, turned around, lowered her eyes, shook her head gently, then bowed slightly and said in a low voice: "Thank you, sir."

Zhang Dan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Jiang Wanwan had no injuries other than a slightly pale face.

"I'm glad you're not hurt." There was a barely perceptible concern in Zhang Dan's tone.

He withdrew his arm without leaving a trace, his handsome face looked calm, but who knew how nervous he was.

Being in close contact with his sweetheart, Zhang Dan found that she was even more beautiful, as gorgeous as a blooming flower.

And at that moment just now, he happened to hold her slender waist, and the soft and warm touch made his heart tremble.

Originally, Zhang Dan planned to get closer to Jiang Wanwan first, so that she would no longer be afraid of him, and then propose to her.

But recently, military affairs have suddenly become very busy, and I have to work until late at night every day, leaving me with almost no time to look for opportunities to meet my sweetheart.

However, he didn't expect that the two of them were so destined to meet. When he was returning home from court, he happened to see the beautiful figure walking on the street. He immediately dismounted and followed behind her to protect her.

After all, she is so beautiful. Although the discipline in the capital has been much less strict now, it is hard to guarantee that no one will have evil thoughts when seeing Jiang Wanwan's beauty.

Zhang Dan then looked at Zheng Zhaorong, who was still eating snacks, with a slightly cold expression, his eyes filled with ruthlessness, "Do you need me to help you punish this thief?"

Jiang Wanwan pursed her lips with a sad look and forced a smile, "No need, please excuse me, sir. This is my husband's sister. Thank you for your kindness."

After hearing the voice, Zheng Zhaorong finally put down the snacks in her hand, raised her head, and looked back and forth between Jiang Wanwan and Zhang Dan, her eyes full of speculation and malice.

"Why? My brother just died not long ago, and seeing that our Zheng family fell so quickly, he climbed up to a new high branch."

As she spoke, Zheng Zhaorong looked at Jiang Wanwan with hatred. If Jiang Wanwan hadn't snatched all the silver away, how could she have ended up like this.