Ugly girl only wants to farm

After Zhang Xuyang finished speaking, Meng Jiuhe pulled him away.

Qiao Yue stomped her feet in anger. She had finally found out where this person was and planned to stage a chance encounter, only to find out that the person didn't recognize her at all. She didn't remember them meeting before and had even dressed up specially for today, afraid of sweating and smelling bad in the hot weather, carrying several sachets with her in her pocket.

That day, she rushed to the academy to find her father. In her haste, she accidentally bumped into Meng Jiuhe. She was initially annoyed, but when she saw his handsome face, her heart suddenly pounded as if it were about to jump out of her chest. She quickly covered her heart with one hand and looked at him shyly.

She had never seen such a handsome man before. He was not only refined and polite, but his voice was also gentle and warm. Even when he bumped into her and sent her flying, he wasn't angry with her and even asked if she was hurt.

She blushed deeply and didn't realize what had happened until the person had walked quite a distance away. It took her a long time to calm down after she got back.

After much difficulty, they finally found out the man's name and that he came from a county further down the road. Not only was he handsome, but his academic performance was also outstanding.

Just then, the maid came running over breathlessly: "Miss, the carriage is ready. Shall we go now?" After saying that, she looked around.

Qiao Yue stomped her foot angrily and glared fiercely at the maid: "Go, go where? The person has already disappeared, what are you going to do? Are you going to stick to them like a leech? It's all your fault, you stupid girl, couldn't you have run faster? You walk so clumsily, it's like stepping on ants. The carriage is right over there, and you still managed to take so long."

The maid Cailian lowered her head and remained silent. She had already quickened her pace, but it had still drawn a barrage of insults. Right now, all she could do was obey her mistress and wait for her to vent her anger.

Qiao Yue became increasingly angry when she saw her head hanging down, so she reached out and poked her head with her finger.

"You can't get anything done properly all day. Last time I asked you to find out this person's name, and it took you several days to find out. I asked you to prepare a carriage, and you were like a lazy ox pulling a millstone. I see you're getting more and more useless. Tell me, are you starting to think about getting married? How about I take pity on you and find you a good family? I think the steward's son is quite good. You two are a good match, and you'll be the rightful wife after you marry him."

Startled by these words, Cailian knelt down with a thud and began to beg for mercy: "Miss, Miss, I still want to serve you for the rest of my life, please don't rush to kick me out. I didn't handle this matter well, I will definitely handle it well next time, please don't be angry."

She was now pale with fright, her body trembling slightly. The steward's son had already lost two wives. Moreover, he was a compulsive gambler, indulging in all sorts of vices.

I heard that his first two wives died suddenly from unknown causes. She was only fifteen years old, and the housekeeper's son was already thirty and old enough to be her father. Moreover, she had three children. She was a stepmother in the past, and the whole family was no pushover.

Cailian grew increasingly frightened and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. Her forehead was already red and swollen, but she couldn't feel any pain.

Qiao Yue was extremely satisfied with the maid's appearance, so she put aside her thoughts, put on a gentle smile, and personally helped the maid up.

"You grew up with me, and to be honest, I can't bear to see you get married so soon. I was even thinking of having you as part of my dowry, and then finding you a steward to be your steward's wife. I won't hold this against you today. You know what to do next, right?"

Seeing that her mistress had calmed down, Cailian finally felt relieved. Her clothes were already mostly soaked. If her mistress was determined to force her into marriage, there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, she noticed the young lady gazing longingly at the departing figure, her face filled with lingering affection. She cautiously spoke up from the side.

"Miss, rest assured, I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on. He's just a poor scholar. It's his good fortune to have won your favor. I'll go and inquire about him for you right away."

Qiao Yue nodded in satisfaction, looking pleased with herself: "Alright, since we're already out today, let's go for a stroll. We can also check out some jewelry at the Jade Pavilion. I heard they've released quite a few new styles recently. My girlfriends have been showing them off to me several times."

Cailian then carefully helped the person onto the carriage, and sat down beside them, letting out a long sigh of relief.

The last time the young lady asked her to inquire about something, all she found out was that the person's name was Meng Jiu and that he was good at his studies. He usually spent his time with the three of them. He didn't have any other hobbies, and he would go back to his own courtyard as soon as school was over. She also heard that he had a younger sister who hadn't yet reached marriageable age.

She only learned a little from an old woman; they had only moved here recently and didn't go out much on weekdays.

Even after Zhang Xuyang and the others had walked quite a distance, Meng Jiuhe maintained a tense expression, as if he wanted to keep strangers at bay.

"Brother Meng, you're getting angry? I was just joking with you. Please don't take it seriously and ignore me. There are things I don't understand that I need to ask you."

Meng Jiuhe glanced at him and said irritably, "Didn't you say you had nothing you didn't understand? Why are you asking me?"

"Oh dear, Brother Meng, we've known each other for so long, why are you still holding a grudge against me? I was just teasing you a bit."

As he spoke, Zhang Xuyang moved closer and put his arm around his shoulder, acting like they were good buddies.

Meng Jiu frowned and pried his hand away without any mercy, then dusted off non-existent dust from her sleeve with a look of disgust.

"Don't cling to me like that. Who's your brother? Let me tell you what happened today. If my wife finds out, I'll make sure you regret it."

Zhang Xuyang raised three fingers and swore to the heavens: "Brother Meng, I was really just joking with you. How could I say such things in front of your wife? Wouldn't I be asking for a beating?"

Meng Jiuhe glanced at him, then calmed down: "It's good that you know."

Zhang Xuyang suddenly asked me, "By the way, who is that girl? Where did you meet her?"

Meng Jiu and Mei He said irritably, "How would I know who she is? That day she barged in and knocked my books off the ground. And that pungent fragrance on her scared me so much that I ran away."

Zhang Xuyang knew that ever since what happened with Zhang Qiao'er, Meng Jiuhe would generally avoid women.

When they first arrived at the academy, Meng Jiu did indeed receive many flirtatious glances from women on the streets. Even Qi Yu was no exception.

When someone stared at Qi Yu with a dazed look, Zhang Xuyang glared back fiercely and retorted, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a man before?"

He went to the prefectural school with two purposes: first, to study hard, hoping to at least pass the imperial examination and bring honor to his family, thus easing his parents' worries; and second, to keep a close eye on his brother-in-law. His sister had finally gotten married, and as the saying goes, money corrupts men. In this new environment, who knew what temptations his brother-in-law might succumb to? Besides, his brother-in-law was better at his studies than him; what if he abandoned his wife after passing the imperial examination?

He kept a close watch on his brother-in-law every day, following him everywhere. On several occasions when Qi Yu ran off to the bookstore after school to escape him, he complained to his mother about it several times afterward.

Qi Yu was initially pleased to see him following her around all day, looking very eager to learn. However, she gradually noticed something was amiss. Even when going to the toilet, he would follow Qi Yu, asking her with a strange expression, "Why are you following me to the toilet?"

In order to lower Qi Yu's guard, Zhang Xuyang has relaxed a little these days.

"Hey, where are you all headed? Would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea with us?"

Brother Biao, accompanied by a few henchmen, suddenly appeared from behind. His sudden voice startled Zhang Xuyang, who patted his chest and retorted irritably, "You scare people, you scare them to death, don't you know that?"

"I'm talking to you, Dongsun. Hurry up and apologize to Brother Zhang. There's a teahouse up ahead. Please go and rest for a while, and apologize to Brother Zhang to calm your nerves."

Suddenly, Brother Biao spoke up, and the follower named Dongsun quickly stepped forward and enthusiastically grabbed Zhang Xuyang's hand, startling him so much that he couldn't help but back away, pointing at the man with a wary look: "Let me tell you, my sexual orientation is very normal and I don't like men. Don't come near me. You smell like a body odor that's suffocating."