I traveled through time and space and found a mute boy: That’s enough, I feel sorry for him

It can be seen that Wu Yong has had many dealings with Zhang the matchmaker. Not only is he familiar with the place, but they also seem quite familiar when they meet.

After Xu Shu heard him explain the whole story in a few words, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It was really a good idea to find a love-brained brother like him who hated to get married.

Matchmaker Zhang was very attentive to Wu Yong. After all, this silly young master in the town was rich and generous, so he was also very attentive to Xu Shu.

In ancient times, there were six rituals for marriage, namely, Nacai, Wenming, Naji, Nazheng, Qingqi and Qinying.

Xu Shu is now engaged and only needs to take the first three steps.

Nacai means asking a matchmaker to come out and ask Xiao Mujin for her opinion.

Asking for a name means asking about the person’s birth date and calculating whether they are compatible.

Najib is the equivalent of today’s engagement party, announcing it to the world.

Matchmaker Zhang first asked Xu Shudu what gifts he had prepared.

Xu Shulai was in a hurry and knew nothing about this matter. He reached into his pockets and only pulled out a bunch of land deeds.

He flipped through it briefly and said a little embarrassedly: "I only have the deeds for Yichun Tower, Jiangping Inn and a small restaurant."

Matchmaker Zhang let out an "ah", and it was unclear whether he was satisfied or not, and he didn't respond for a long time.

Xu Shu waited for her for a while, but thought that these things were not suitable for gifts, so he said quickly: "Let's buy some jewelry on the way. Gold? Silver? Or jade? Or gemstones?"

Matchmaker Zhang exclaimed "Ah" again, looked at Wu Yong blankly, and then said, "Too many..."

Xu Shu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Matchmaker Zhang coughed and asked, "Excuse me, which young lady or young man from aristocratic family does this gentleman want to marry?"

"Mu Jinghua from Huimin Hall. He is Qi Huairen's new apprentice."

"Then..." Matchmaker Zhang pondered for a moment before saying, "Then who is this Mu Ge'er's elder..."

"It's Qi Huairen."

Matchmaker Zhang finally understood and nodded, "What do you plan to give as a betrothal gift in the future?"

Xu Shu hadn't figured it out yet, so he just asked humbly, "What is Shili Hongzhuang?"

Matchmaker Zhang sighed, "That's the dowry. The people carrying the dowry lined up for ten miles."

Xu Shu did the math in his mind.

One li is about 400 meters, and 12.5 li is meters. A standard playground is meters per lap, so meters is laps around the playground.

If the dowry has to circle the playground 12.5 times, then the betrothal gift must circle the playground 25 times at least.

He still has two years.

Xu Shu had a plan in mind, and said, "The betrothal gift will be no less than what we have now."

Matchmaker Zhang exclaimed "Ah" again, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Then pack up and come with me."

Wu Yong also followed to join in the fun, and kept asking Xu Shu on the way: "If you give the land deed now, the betrothal gift will be quite a lot, what will you do if you can't afford it?"

Xu Shu shook his head: "It's not impossible to get it out, just 25 playgrounds?"

"What is a playground?" Wu Yong was puzzled.

Xu Shu did not explain, but suddenly said: "I plan to get the top score in the exam."

Wu Yong no longer had the heart to ask him about the betrothal gift, and just stood there stupidly: "Zhuang... Is it so easy to be the top scholar?"

Qi Huairen basically never goes out all day long, and everyone had discussed it with Qi Huairen and the others last night, so the arrival of the matchmaker did not surprise anyone.

The marriage proposal process went smoothly. Xu Shu placed the land deeds and other items in a brocade box, and bought several pieces of red cloth, livestock such as chickens, ducks, geese, and a set of jade jewelry along the way.

After Matchmaker Zhang read out the gift list, Mu Jinghua accepted it with a blushing face, and the ceremony was completed.

The next step is to calculate the eight characters.

Xu Shu didn't quite understand these things, nor could he calculate the year of this dynasty. He only said that he was twenty-three years old this year and his birthday was February 12th.

Mu Jinghua was born on March 17th, the 19th year of Emperor Wen Jingdi's reign.

After Matchmaker Zhang got their dates of birth, he compared them one by one. His hands moved constantly, and he looked very much like the monks who made hand gestures in the fantasy novels Xu Shu had read.

After a while, Matchmaker Zhang nodded to Xu Shu and said, "You two are compatible, so you can have a good marriage."

Matchmaker Zhang said something else, but Xu Shu seemed to understand it but not quite, so he could only nod his head repeatedly.

However, because of Xu Hua, Xu Shu knew some knowledge of constellations. His birthday is March 3st in the Gregorian calendar, and his zodiac sign is Aries.

If it’s Mu Jinghua, he’s probably a Taurus?

Unfortunately, Xu Shu's level is limited. He can only remember the corresponding constellations, and he doesn't know that Aries and Taurus are not a good match.

However, Xu Shu always believed that everything depends on human efforts, and listening to these fortune-tellings was just for the sake of good luck.

He sincerely thanked the matchmaker Zhang, stuffed a string of copper coins into her hand, and agreed to invite her to the engagement party again. That was all.

Matchmaker Zhang naturally left happily, but Wu Yong was a little reluctant to leave: "My horoscopes are compatible with Le'er's. Le'er is also a lucky charm for his husband. If I marry him, my Wu family might even have a master who passed the imperial examination."

Thinking of the Juren Master, Wu Yong remembered again: "Brother Xu, you just said that you wanted to be the top scholar, are you serious?"

When this question was asked, even Qu Xiu, who was usually in an absent-minded state, immediately pricked up his ears to listen.

Xu Shu looked at Mu Jinghua, smiled, leaned close to his ear, and asked, "Little Mu Jin, do you want to be the number one scholar's husband?"

Mu Jinghua trembled, as if he was frightened.

Xu Shu quickly calmed him down, patted him on the back and asked, "Don't you believe me?"

Seeing Mu Jinghua shaking his head repeatedly, he asked again with evil interest: "Do you want to or not?"

Before Mu Jinghua could nod or shake his head, Wu Yong, who didn't know the tact, interrupted: "How could I not want to? But Brother Xu, have you thought it through?"

"Compared to the top scholar, becoming a juren is a piece of cake. But look at our Qingshui Town. There have only been three juren in a hundred years."

Xu Shu certainly knew that it was difficult to become the top scholar. Although he was confident in his learning ability, he was not from this world. First of all, the education he received was different.

He is a science student. If he were to compete with these ancient people who have been well-read since childhood, he would definitely be defeated in seconds.

But he had no intention of taking the civil service examination.

However, there is really no such path as military examination in the Jing Dynasty, and Xu Shu is currently of little influence, so he cannot influence the emperor's decision for the time being. Even if he did not know Xiao Ran, he would not be able to tell the emperor about his idea.

But since Xu Shu said so, it means he is determined to do it.

No matter how difficult it is, we must do it, accomplish it, and do it well.

Xu Shu was about to comfort him when a voice came from outside the door: "Brother Wu Yong, did you and I just appreciate Brother Xu's talent today?"

"With his ability, it would be easy for him to capture the top scholar."

Xu Shu's eyelids twitched, and he knew it was Xiao Ran as soon as he heard the tone.

After labeling Xiao Ran as a "rich and gullible sucker" in his heart when they first met, Xu Shu successively labeled him as a "wife slave" and "always there when he shouldn't be".

Now, he looked at Xiao Ran and silently gave him the label of "Master of Yin and Yang".

Xiao Ran obviously came to discuss the crossbow with him, and asked for tea as soon as he sat down.

Wu Yong laughed out loud, not understanding Xiao Ran's sarcasm at all, and kept nodding in agreement.

Qi Huairen, Qu Xiu and Xiao Ran were old friends, and they greeted each other with just a glance.

It was Mu Jinghua, who was obviously the least familiar with Xiao Ran, who poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Ran very familiarly.

Xu Shu's eyes were sore, he grabbed Mu Jinghua's wrist and asked subconsciously: "Why are you pouring tea for him?"