In the afternoon and evening, when the sunset was setting, the caravan found a wooden shed beside the official road and stood up. It seemed that it was built by the predecessors for the descendants to shelter from the rain.

At that time, Mr. Zhao ordered to start setting up a fire and preparing to cook on the side. He also ordered to set up a tent one after another. The wounded man in the carriage was still asleep. Because he took medicine to calm the mind and heal the wounded, it would probably take a while before he woke up when the medicine was effective.

However, he was carried out from the carriage and placed in a warm tent and fell asleep. It was Mr. Zhao's bedding and bedding. It seemed that Mr. Zhao was indeed a rare master for these servants who risked their lives to protect themselves. These servants who survived, but they could get thousands of taels of silver and a few acres of land when they returned.

In the caravan camp, a temporary platform built with stones.

"Daughter, this time we go to the capital, you will use this poem to show it to my friend. Anyway, Mr. Zhang has already given it to you, and he doesn't take the exam for fame or writing books. I believe that people in the martial arts world who don't take the exam or write books will not care! Daughter, do you think it's okay?"

At this time, Mr. Zhao saw his daughter lit a candle and covered the wind with his hands. He carefully preserved the "Mulan Flower", the poem made today by Zhang Yang, and put it into his box for storing jewelry.

"Dad, who do you want your daughter to marry?" At this time, Biyou's eyes were full of likeness and looked at the words she put away Zhang Yang's words for him. Then he looked up at his father, then blew the candlelight off and sat on the stone platform and said, obviously he had something to ask his father.

At this time, there were other people next to the fire more than ten steps away, including Mr. Zhao’s servant guards and Zhang Yang, and the fairy Qingchen beside him. Zhang Yang seemed to be saying something interesting, everyone seemed to listen with relish, and Biyou also looked in that direction, but she didn’t know who she was looking at!

At this time, Mr. Zhao obviously didn't expect his daughter to ask him such a strange question, but he thought that he loved his daughter and answered this question, touched his white beard and said, "Well, of course, he will be the children of the officials who will be officials in the court in the future.

And my old friend’s eldest son is the best choice. He has a good character and good looks, and he is also famous. I guess he will definitely be able to get a title on the list this autumn exam. Haha, you will be the top lady at that time!"

"How did Dad know that the young master would fall in love with me, a private girl, and the daughter of a businessman. There are so many noble ladies in the capital, but my daughter doesn't think she will be taken seriously! Don't officials look down on people of our background like this? Dad."

Biyou said this, bluntly speaking, and just said it, and if her father was careful at this time, he would find that the place where Biyou's eyes were staring at was the flaunting place in the fire.

"Oh, businessman is lowly! So if you want to marry into the scholarly family of the official family, then the father can raise his back. And then your brother will definitely be able to rely on your blessings to find a job in our Suzhou and Hangzhou area, so I will feel at ease."

Mr. Zhao has his own dreams and plans, and he also said, "You are my favorite child and a young daughter. How could I not want you to have a good home? My old friend is a second-rank official in the court, and his disciples and old officials are everywhere in the world. With him, you marry his eldest son, and your daughter will no longer be worried about you as a father in your life! You will be rich and powerful for your whole life, and your father is worthy of your deceased mother."

"As for whether you can fall in love with you? Don't worry, although my father is a businessman, his family still has enough wealth, and that old friend owes me a huge favor. Besides, you are so virtuous and beautiful girl, I don't believe that the boy of his family will not be moved. The last time I took your portrait over, this boy took the initiative to ask him to meet you. Humph, don't worry, daughter, this marriage is settled!"

Mr. Zhao was full of energy at this time and said, "This time is extremely dangerous. Fortunately, our father and daughter are in great fortune. If we survive the disaster, it means we will have good fortune in the future!"

At this time, Biyou looked at the person in the distance and said with a smile: "Dad, do you think your daughter can not marry?"

"What?" Mr. Zhao thought he didn't hear this clearly. He was stunned and sat next to his daughter and asked, "What daughter did you just talk about?"

"I said, Dad, what should I do if my daughter doesn't want to marry?"

"Why?" Mr. Zhao looked at his daughter with a confused expression, looking at him with a can't figure it out, and fell into a state of thinking about life - where am I from? What am I doing? Where will I go in the future?

Biyou held his father's arm and said in a very coquettish manner: "Daughter doesn't want to leave you and brother! And Suzhou is so good, I don't want to go to the capital!

What's more, father, you are old and I'm leaving. My unreliable brother knows how to take care of you all day long! I'm not like my father, who is so willing to give up his relatives, so I won't marry!"

"Oh! My baby daughter, my father can't bear to part with you!" Mr. Zhao also had a heartache face. He loved his little daughter as if she was still old. He never cared so much about his only son Biyou's elder brother: "Dad, don't you want it!

But for this family, for the ancestors, and for you to live a good life in the future, how could I not bear to give up? You live a good life, become rich and powerful, and you will be better off living ten years longer than my father, so you will be happy. As for your brother, if you spend money on your life and be ignorant, your brother also knows that if he keeps our business, he will not starve to death, and I will naturally not starve to death, daddy."

"...I just don't want to marry!" Biyou looked aggrieved and said in a pitiful voice: "Daughter doesn't want it, I don't want it!"

"Nonsense!" Mr. Zhao shook away his daughter's intimate and coquettish behavior, and gritted his teeth and said harshly: "If you don't marry, you have to marry. The parents' orders and matchmakers' words are not allowed to do so! If you dare not marry, I will break your legs, and you will still marry you out. There is no discussion on this matter."

"Dad...you yell at me - you yell at your daughter!!!"

"If you dare to say that you don't marry like this, Dad will just break your leg."
Chapter completed!