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The magistrate thought that Su Muya should be of marriageable age by now, so he agreed: "Take the matchmaker and maid back with you. Remember to be gentle and humble. If you offend the girl, the marriage may fall through."

Yang Wenchang asked with a pained expression, "Father, is this alright?"

"What's wrong?"

Yang Wenchang sighed and said, "Alright, I'll take someone back to take a look. If she's suitable, I'll marry her."

"Then please."

Su Muya was embroidering in the courtyard when there was a knock at the door. She frowned, then got up to open it. Seeing a young man in a blue robe standing at the door, Su Muya's expression darkened slightly: "May I ask who you are looking for, sir?"

The young man raised the invitation in his hand and said, "This is a gift from the county magistrate, a betrothal gift for the second son of the Su family."

Sending betrothal gifts at this time, does it mean they look down on our family? Su Muya rolled her eyes and said, "My brother is getting married soon, so we don't need them for now."

The young man replied indifferently, "I am following orders."

Su Muya gritted her teeth and reached under her sleeve. Hidden in her sleeve was a jade pendant, a gift from her father years ago. Su Muya clenched her fist, enduring the humiliation, and took the jade pendant out, handing it to the young man.

The young man looked at the jade pendant, then took the invitation and left.

Yang Wenchang rested at the inn for half a day, and then took his entourage by oxcart to the town.

Upon arriving at the Su family home, Old Man Su looked at Su Muya and said, "Come inside with me quickly and change into these clothes."

He planned to take Su Muya to the best silk shop in town to pick out some fabrics and prepare a dowry for her.

Su Muya glanced at Old Man Su, then turned and went back into the house to change her clothes. She had noticed earlier that Su Muya seemed a little weak, and initially thought she was sick, but seeing her wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, she guessed that she was probably just feeling cold.

Su Muya took off her wedding dress and put on a pale yellow dress, then let Zhou Shi style her hair into a beautiful updo.

Mrs. Zhou said with a smile, "It's so beautiful!"

Looking at her delicate face in the mirror, Su Muya felt a surge of disgust.

After finishing her hair and makeup, she nodded to Madam Zhou and then followed Old Man Su out of the room.

Once outside the house, Old Man Su said, "This is your uncle's grandson, surnamed Yang, named Wu. He's a very good person and handsome. Mu Ya, what do you think?"

Actually, Su Muya thought Yang Wu was ugly and cowardly. The fact that he was chosen by the magistrate meant his family must be powerful. But she figured she might as well accept it; she was already at that age and couldn't escape it anyway, so she resigned herself to her fate.

Su Muya lowered her head and shyly hummed in agreement, saying, "I...I..."

She wanted to say she didn't like it, but she was afraid of angering Old Man Su, which would definitely make things more difficult for her at her parents' home. So Su Muya's face turned red, but she didn't know how to start the conversation.

Seeing her hesitation, Old Man Su said, "If you don't agree, then forget it. I'll find someone else."

He had hoped to use this opportunity to try and get Su Sanlang out as well. After all, the two families were related by marriage, and Su Sanlang had no other skills besides chanting scriptures and eating vegetarian food.

"I……"

Before Su Muya could finish speaking, Zhou interrupted her and said to Old Man Su, "Uncle, since Muya agrees, let's take her to town for a look."

She hoped it would work out, so that she could finally put her mind at ease.

Su Muya was unhappy and said, "Mother, I don't believe they will find me a good family."

Zhou said lightly, "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with this marriage."

Hearing this, Su Muya was a little doubtful: "Mother, where do you get your confidence?" She knew very well that apart from her four younger brothers, her family did not have any elders in the clan, let alone any family tree.

Old Man Su said with a stern face, "Today is your aunt's birthday, and she has invited people from all the villages to attend the banquet. Your uncle specifically sent someone to tell me that this matter must be taken care of. Don't worry, we will definitely find you a good family."

Sujia Village and the neighboring village are both poor mountain villages, with nothing to praise.

The only exception was Yang Wu from the neighboring village, whose family background was not much worse than the Su family's. And Yang Wenchang was Yang Wu's cousin, making this marriage perfect.

"My father is still working in the government office!"

Old Man Su said with a stern face, "The magistrate's wife is my niece. As long as you treat her well, the magistrate will certainly not mistreat your family."

"But he won't give me any money as a betrothal gift."

Old Man Su said, "The magistrate has prepared six hundred taels of silver for you, which is enough."

The betrothal gifts offered by the Yang family were indeed very generous, but the Su family was not short of six hundred taels of silver.

Su Muya shook her head and said, "No need, I've already arranged a marriage, and we'll get married next year."

"Don't be afraid. As long as your father works in the government, no one will dare to bully you."

Su Muya shook her head and refused, saying, "Thank you, Grandfather, but no need."

Seeing Su Muya's firm stance, Old Man Su had no choice but to give up. However, he didn't leave but stayed at the Su residence to accompany Su Muya until he returned to the Yang family in the evening.

The next morning, Old Man Su called two strong female servants to help carry the trunks. Su Muya did not resist and obediently followed them to town.

Upon arriving at the Yang family residence, a middle-aged man who appeared to be a steward greeted her: "Mu Ya has arrived. I am Yang Zhong, the steward of the Yang family."

Old Man Su introduced, "This is my eldest granddaughter, Muya. Muya, this is the Yang family boy I told you about. Take a look and see if you like him?"

Su Muya curtsied and said, "Greetings, cousin."

Yang Zhong said with a smile, "No need for formalities. Our master has told the madam that if you are willing, he will marry you. As for the betrothal money, we will prepare a dowry of five thousand eight hundred taels of silver. Miss, five thousand eight hundred taels of silver is enough for you to spend. You can keep the rest of the money in our master's name."

Su Muya shook her head and said, "I cannot accept this betrothal gift."

Yang Zhong was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Miss, you don't think the betrothal gifts are too little, do you?" Although their master was a bit greedy and lustful, he wasn't short of money.

“I have a fiancé’s family, so I can’t accept this betrothal gift.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhong smiled and said, "In that case, we won't force you. Mu Ya, don't worry, we will cherish you after you marry into our family."

After saying that, he changed the subject.

Su Muya took the opportunity to retreat.

When Yang Wu's wife, Aunt Yang, saw her, she pulled her aside and examined her closely before saying, "Mu Ya, your skin is so fair and delicate, like a peeled egg. You're so lovely!"

Su Muya's face flushed red.

The Yang family made their fortune through potato cultivation and silkworm breeding, which is why everyone in the family has excellent skin, and their children are all handsome. Unlike other farmers, whose faces are as dark as charcoal.

The Yang family was poor, and not only were the Yang family members very simple, but the maids and servants in the Yang family also dressed simply.