Chapter 20
Struggle in Ancient Times
Huang Zilan who recovered from his fatherâs heart-to-heart talk, looked at his maid and asked, âXiao Liu, do you think I should go tonight?â
Xiao Liu looked at the young master who was in love but hesitated, answered amusedly, âDonât you want to go, young master? This young scholar looks gentle as jade. I donât know if there was anyone who have taken a fancy.â
Huang Zilan thought about a beautiful young lazy beside that person, one was writing and the other grinded the ink. One was looking at the moon, the other recited a poetry. He felt sour thinking about it.
No, Huang Zilan made up his mind to go, âXiao Liu, go get me the blue clothes I wore last time. I will dress up tonight.â
âYes, young master.â Xiao Liu replied with a smile, she knew things would definitely turn up like this.
Huang Zilan put on new clothes, but he felt the clothes wasnât good at all. Even though, this was the latest model on the market.
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On the other side, Liao Tingyu came to a spacious yard for a dinner. Under the moon, the flowers were in full bloom, the water in the pond swayed gently and there was a slightly cold wind in the air.
Huang Hao already sat down and greeted him warmly, as if he was the host.@@novelbin@@
âCome, come. The food is good, you try the chefâs skill. Uncle never prepare this much when I came here.â
âI think you would like this dish, so I prepared more for your friend. Donât dislike it.â Huang Yujin sat majestically; he never looks so refined.
Huang Hao replied, âThis was my idea, what do you think? Looking at the moon and flower, thereâs a thought in my mind; I really want to recite poetry.â
âYou are not afraid the food will be too cold in this weather; just to feel the aesthetic.â Liao Tingyu said and still wanted to slap his smiling face, âWell, Iâm not as good as you. Huang-xiong why donât you recite a poetry, let us appreciate it.â
âThisâ¦â Huang Hao got stuck all of sudden. This person wasnât cooperative at all, why would he suddenly cause him a problem.
Huang Zilan wore the blue clothes; his face was rosy from the cold and his eyes was bright in the night. With his delicate shape face, the whole person was lively and beautiful.
Huang Hao liked to make trouble, he looked at his cousin who was different from his usual self and said, âMy cousin is so gorgeous tonight. Come, let me introduce you. Liao-xiong, this is my uncleâs only child Huang Zilan. The name is good, it was chosen by my aunt before she died; she took my uncle and her name. Then made itâ¦â
Huang Hao couldnât stop talking, Huang Zilan pinched him and made him stop, âOh, haha, I shouldnât say such things. Here, this is my classmate, he has been admitted as scholar. There is only one brother and both parents in the family. Our school plans to let him be a teacher, he is indeed a person with literati talents. Now, he didnât have a wife yet. Why donât I help both of you pull the red line? A young beauty with a lot of money and one talented scholar made a good pair. Liao-xiong, what do you think?â
Liao Tingyu looked at Huang Hao who tried to be matchmaker with little experience, he was speechless. But this was precisely what he wanted. But a ger was like a woman, there must be some restrictions. It was easy to produce sharp rumours if he was careless.
He looked at the beautiful young master and didnât refuse the introduction, âIâm Liao Tingyu, I have met the young master.â