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Chapter 17

"Duke Lu is the general of Hou Junji Hou."

Matchmaker Wang was also foolish. The women she introduced were either rich or noble. If Fang Yiai's identity was fake, these news would be nothing more than nonsense to him.

"Ah, forget it! Change one."

Fang Yiai's head was shaking like a rattle. He didn't dare to have too many connections with the Hou family. Once Hou Junji rebelled, he would definitely be implicated. I'm afraid he might as well marry Gao Yang for a long time.

"What do you think of the daughter of Secretary Su Dan?"

"This can have..."

Fang Yiai smiled strangely. Li Chengqian couldn't avoid writing Zhenguan novels. If he remembered correctly, this woman was Li Chengqian's princess's concubine. She intercepted the prince's Hu in advance. What an interesting thing.

"But there are still extra women? I'll choose carefully..."

"The daughter of Wang Gui, the assistant minister."

"Miss Cui, Qinghe."

...

After Wang's introduction, Fang Yiai was so arrogant that he invited him, "Please help me go to Su Mansion to talk about the matchmaker..."

Yes, the Su family is his first goal.

First of all, the identity of the future Crown Princess is indeed very attractive.

Secondly, "Shuituo Songtou" was published by her, and Fang Yiai had long wanted to meet her. With her identity as the author, I believe she will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"No! No! The wife of Fang Xiang Fang came to invite Lao Shi, and Lao Shi would definitely not refuse. But now, even if Mr. Fang beat Lao Shi to death, Lao Shi would not go!"

Matchmaker Wang shook her head and refused to accept it without waiting for him to finish speaking.

It is not a joke to say that the matchmaker is not a joke, it is a major event in life. If you listen to your child’s words and go to the Su Mansion to propose marriage, in the end, you may not be pleased by both sides!

This is her job. If everyone offended to death, she would be beaten out by someone else in the future. What would she rely on for her own income? This would be a loss, so naturally matchmaker Wang would not do it.

No matter Fang Yi's advice was a slander, matchmaker Wang was not moved. Instead, he politely invited them out of the mansion, and the door behind him was closed with a "bang".

"well……"

Fang Yiai sighed, and it seemed that he could only go on his own.

"What will Fang Er do next?"

Brother Cheng Chumo looked at Fang Yiai and asked him about his opinion. After all, they were outsiders and Fang Yiai had to make his own decisions.

"Prepare the gift and go to Su Mansion to propose marriage!"

"Ah, will we go by ourselves?"

"Good, go!"

...

Outside the Su Mansion.

Cheng Chuliang held a gift in his hand, and Cheng Chumo had a sad face, followed Fang Yiai and knocked on the door of the Su Mansion.

"Who?"

"I'm going to get off the room, I'm here to propose marriage to your lady..." Fang Yiai was polite and wrote a reply before coming and handed it to the doorman.

The concierge is a winking job.

The people who come and see off every day are naturally very clear about the dignitaries in Chang'an, otherwise they will offend someone one day, and they will be afraid that they will bring disaster to the master's family.

After hearing Fang Yiai’s report to his house, the doorman was shocked, “Are you the son of Fang Xiang?”

"Yes, my father is Fang Xuanling."

"Hurry! Mr. Fang is in the mansion and please..."

Although Fang Yiai's move was a bit abrupt, the affairs of the nobles were not something he could decide, but he, a small concierge, quickly invited Fang Yiai to the mansion.

The concierge first reported to the butler and hurried out of the mansion. Su Jian was still in the middle of the day, so he went to inform the master.

"Mr. Fang waited for a while in the living room, and the villain has sent someone to report to the master's wife." The housekeeper arranged for the maid to send tea and noticed that the Cheng brothers did not look like servants at all.

"What are these two?"

"They are the sons of the Duke of Su."

"It turned out to be the two young masters Cheng, and I'm negligent." The butler of the Su family quickly apologized and brought tea.

"You are welcome, butler, we are here to accompany the second room."

Fang Yiai is not a person who is content with the status quo, so he naturally would not wait quietly for Su Jian to come back. Before he finished a cup of tea, he and Cheng Chumo winked and said, "I'll go to the cottage."

Before, on the way here, the three of them agreed.

"Let the servant take the young master to go."

"No need, just point me in a direction."

Fang Yiai had his own little thoughts, so of course he would not let anyone follow him. After leaving the living room, he took advantage of the inattention and ran to the inner yard.

The Su Mansion is quite large, and it is easy to find a women's embroidery building.

He was about to sneak in, but he never thought he would be caught and a maid was blocking him, "Who?"

"Is your lady here?" Fang Yiai asked openly without hiding it.

"Who are you? What are you doing with my lady?"

The maid stared at the strange man with a vigilance in her eyes. This was an inner house and outsiders were not allowed to enter, let alone a man.

"I'm in the room, I'm here today and I'm going to propose marriage to your lady... I wrote "Shui Ji Tou"." Fang Yiai said as she straightened her back, raised her lips slightly, and put on a glorious image.

He was ready to wait for the moment when his identity was revealed, enjoying the little girl's admiration, endless praise and screams.

As a result, the little girl didn't follow the rules and suddenly shouted: "Come on, I'm catching the disciple!"

"What are you doing!"

Without cheers and applause, you shouldn't slander yourself, right? Fang Yiai reached out to cover her mouth, but the little maid avoided it.

"Dengtu prodigal son, don't even want to deceive people. I have seen many people who come to see my lady under the name of poetry. I will never let you succeed..."

Seeing the maid's attitude, she didn't believe in herself, and would not be allowed to go in, Fang Yiai rushed into the sky, hoping to see the lady of the Su family, she could always recognize herself...

call!

Cover down with a broom.

Fortunately, Fang Yiai was good at being good and reacted quickly. He jumped back quickly and avoided the broom. When he looked up, he saw an old lady with a back and a bear-back, holding a broom in front, like a door god.

"No, I didn't lie!"

The old mother did not give him a chance to explain, and "huhuhuhu" waved her big broom to greet him.

Fang Yiai naturally didn't want to give up halfway. While hiding from the broom, he shouted at the embroidery building, "I'd like to ask Miss Su to come out and see you. That poem is really a decent work..."

Seeing him so arrogant, the old mother was not polite and chased him angrily. Fortunately, Fang Yiai was strong and slipped away so quickly that she could shake the other party away.

"Dengtu, don't let me see you again!"

The little maid held her waist and guarded the gate of the courtyard, pointed to the direction where Fang Yiai disappeared, and warned angrily.

"Xiaohuan, what happened?"

In the embroidery building, when Susan heard the movement outside, she walked out curiously.

Xiao Huan was one step faster than her and happened to see Fang Yiai disappearing from the corner of the wall. After asking, she ran back angrily, "Miss has a disciple who pretended to be the author of that poem and wanted to see you... She broke into the inner house, which is too much!"

"oh."

Susan nodded and agreed lightly, not caring about it.

In recent days, there have been at least a dozen people pretending to be coming. At first, she was secretly happy and went to see her with great enthusiasm, but in the end they all returned disappointed.
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