CHAPTER 271: CHAPTER 271: THE LU FAMILY COMES TO PROPOSE

That person of the Meng family, Steward Lu had interacted with several times, and he finally understood that this person seemed amiable but was actually impervious.

Some words he said very directly were either ignored or outright rejected.

Steward Lu was still thinking about arranging a marriage between Lu Tiannan and Zhao Xiaohua. Wouldn’t that solve everything once they become in-laws?

It must be said, this father and his son had the same idea.

When Lu Tiannan fancied Zhao Xiaohua, he intended for her to be a concubine. After all, a countryside girl could become a phoenix just by becoming his concubine.

But now things were different; they all knew Zhao Xiaohua was Zhao Ting’s daughter, the legitimate daughter of a third-rank general, and they dared not think of her as a concubine.

Lu Tiannan indeed had some favorable feelings towards Zhao Xiaohua. After all, he had never met a girl who treated him like this - the more she ignored and despised him, the more he wanted to approach her.

The Medical School rarely had breaks, so both Meng Yao and Zhao Ting were at home.

Zhao Ting was busy doing carpentry, while Meng Yao was making honey-flavored pork jerky. Yesterday, Zhao Old Madam sent over half a pig, and it couldn’t be finished all at once. When preserved, the taste wasn’t that good. So now that there was time, Meng Yao decided to make it into jerky.

Zhao Xiaohua and Wen Nuan were assisting Meng Yao.

Zhao Dahe and Qin Zheng were holding books and reciting them.

Everyone was busy with their own tasks, appearing to enjoy a beautiful tranquility of life.

Soon, this tranquility was interrupted by urgent knocking on the door.

Zhao Dahe went to open the door.

A group of people squeezed into the small courtyard of the Zhao family.

Leading the way was a person with a very distinct style of dress - wearing a forehead ornament, heavy makeup, a red velvet flower by the temple, holding a handkerchief, and a mole on the face.

"General Zhao, Madam Zhao, great joy, great joy." She spoke while her eyes darted around, from Zhao Xiaohua to Wen Nuan, finally fixing on Zhao Xiaohua, "This must be your daughter, right? Truly a beauty like a celestial fairy."

"And you are?"

The woman lightly patted her face, "Look at me, mesmerized by the fairy. Let me introduce myself, my surname is Ma, I’ve been matchmaking for decades. Today, I’ve come with a very good marriage proposal for your daughter."

"Oh?" Meng Yao raised an eyebrow, "This doesn’t look like you’re just here to sound things out, does it?"

Usually, a matchmaker’s first visit is just to get a sense of the family’s interest. If the girl’s family is interested, they proceed with the next steps.

This matchmaker, however, brought so many people and gifts, almost like they were here to make a formal proposal.

Matchmaker Ma smiled so broadly her face was full of wrinkles, "I just think this is a marriage proposal that can’t be found even with a lantern. I guarantee, as soon as I mention it, General Zhao and Madam Zhao will agree. The main family has already prepared the engagement gifts and brought them along."

Zhao Ting had already stood up, his face so dark it looked like it could drip water.

Meng Yao glanced at him, asked Matchmaker Ma nonchalantly, "Can’t be found even with a lantern? I’m curious, what kind of family holds themselves in such high esteem!"

Matchmaker Ma said triumphantly, "The Lu family, the one from Hundred Herbs Hall. Madam Zhao, wouldn’t you say this is a marriage proposal that can’t be found even with a lantern? The Lu family is a noble family! Making a marriage proposal to your daughter is the future head of the Lu family."

Future head of the Lu family? Meng Yao immediately realized this must be arranged by Steward Lu.

Steward Lu was currently in a tug-of-war with Lu Luoxing for the position of family head. It wasn’t set in stone yet, and he dared to call his son the future head of the Lu family? Doesn’t he know shame?

"Can’t be found even with a lantern? Such big talk! Lu Tiannan’s skin must be thicker than a city wall, to speak such shameless words! Future head of the Lu family? Who doesn’t know who? Isn’t he just the son of a steward?" Zhao Xiaohua snorted. She wasn’t like ordinary girls who’d be too shy to speak under these circumstances.

"Miss Zhao, what you’re saying, Steward Lu is truly a grand gentleman of the Lu family, a legitimate son. The title ’Steward’ is merely a term used by the Lu family, it doesn’t mean he’s just a steward. He is a master of the Lu family!" Matchmaker Ma said, "The young master of the Lu family is also a favored son of heaven, many girls are secretly in love with him!"

"So what does it have to do with me? Whoever is secretly in love can marry him!" Zhao Xiaohua replied impatiently.

She thought she had made herself clear enough, how could Lu Tiannan still not understand? Is there something wrong with his head? And he still claims to be a favored son of heaven? Nonsense, more like a fool!

"Madam Zhao, it’s only natural for parents to make decisions on major matters like marriage, Miss Zhao doesn’t have enough experience. In this kind of situation, it’s not appropriate for her to speak, is it?" Matchmaker Ma frowned. She had arranged many marriages but had never met a girl like this.

"You, an outsider, can come to my home and speak, but we, the hosts, can’t? Who says so?" Zhao Xiaohua glared at Matchmaker Ma, "Go on, move along. Don’t get in the way here."

As a matchmaker, where would she not receive courteous treatment when visiting a family?

Though her conduct today wasn’t the most courteous, she could afford to be less courteous; the Zhao family couldn’t.

After all, she was here following the instructions of Steward Lu’s wife.

Although Zhao Xiaohua was the daughter of General Zhao, she was raised in the countryside, a coarse person, where does she deserve refined manners?

Zhao Ting said nothing, merely picked up a stick as thick as a child’s arm and snapped it with a single hand.

That was sturdy enough to be used for a stool leg, not even an axe could easily chop it.

Did this General Zhao just break it with one snap?

If he broke her arm, wouldn’t it be snapped in an instant?

Matchmaker Ma was so shocked that sweat formed on her forehead.

"General Zhao, Madam Zhao, please consider carefully, or you might regret it later." Matchmaker Ma tried to maintain her composure, "Once you miss the Lu family, you won’t find such a good marriage proposal again!"

Zhao Ting said nothing, efficiently throwing out the servants who came with Matchmaker Ma along with their belongings.

Then, he coldly looked at Matchmaker Ma, "Will you leave by yourself, or should I make you?"

Matchmaker Ma was so terrified that after coming to her senses, she quickly tiptoed out.

This General Zhao looked somewhat refined, but was acting like a bandit, resorting to force at the slightest disagreement?

The strength he used to throw people out was enormous; those who were thrown out hadn’t even gotten up yet.

"Is this a bandit den? Who would dare to marry your daughter with such a family?" Matchmaker Ma angrily shouted at the door.

"There’s no need for you to worry about that." Zhao Ting said coldly, "I’ve already shown mercy. If you linger, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Matchmaker Ma shivered and quickly dashed away without caring about the Lu family’s servants still lying on the ground.