Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Zhu Zheng had been in a daze for the past month, so dazed that apart from eating and sleeping, she couldn't remember what she had done or what else she could do.

She didn't deliberately avoid Rong Yan.

By now, she had realized that hiding from him was useless and meaningless.

But Rong Yan never appeared again.

She thought that this was a typical sign of being in the wrong. He had nothing to say during the confrontation, and he should be too embarrassed to meet her now.

Of course, it is also possible that he is not in the wrong, perhaps it is just because he did not show up openly. Now that she already knows An Fengxue, Rong Yan may change someone else to follow, and there are many ways to prevent her from noticing.

But the Zhu Mansion is heavily guarded, and it may not be possible to get in in a short time.

Zhu Zheng had been daydreaming for many days, but what she never expected was that one day, the Zhu Mansion would become the warmest harbor.

I used to try so hard to get out, but now I just stay in the house all day, eating, sleeping, and avoiding eyes in the dark.

Unfortunately, there is someone in the mansion who won't let her eat free meals in peace.

After being in a daze for more than a month, Zhu Zheng was taken into the main hall early in the morning with instructions.

Soon after the beginning of autumn, Madam Zhu started wearing mink fur.

"Now that the Third Girl's affairs have been settled, you should hurry up. Once you are married, I can rest in peace."

My grandmother spoke in a pleasant manner, with a smile on her face that even looked a bit kind.

Zhu Zheng said casually, "I don't want grandma to close her eyes."

Grandmother's face froze. "You little rascal, you are so frivolous all day long... Wait until your sister becomes the Crown Princess, and see if you dare to smile like this again."

"He is the deposed crown prince." Zhu Zheng reminded.

Why did Gong Yihao take my sister away with just one word? No one even asked my sister whether she was willing to be the Crown Princess.

Grandmother said angrily, "A deposed prince is still a prince, and a dead cat is still a cat, right?"

Zhu Zheng: “…”

A dead cat is indeed a cat, and the deposed prince is indeed the real prince who has overdue his term in my grandmother's eyes. I don't know if she is happy to be fooled by the Crown Princess's empty words, or if my grandmother will be happy as long as she finds a man to marry and leaves the Zhu Mansion.

In short, she was really happy and also really anxious.

But the mansion has been quiet recently. Zhu Zheng thought about it and realized that no one came to propose marriage. No wonder it was so quiet.

My grandmother was obviously a little anxious about this loneliness, and when people are anxious, they will try all kinds of methods to help.

The doctor who came today was to dress up Zhu Zheng and send her to Qiyan Garden.

Qiyan Garden is located in the southern suburbs. The most famous feature of the garden is a circular pond inside. The pond is separated by dense wetlands and looks like a shattered mirror, so it is called Broken Mirror Pond.

The person who named it was the late emperor, who only cared about making it vivid and never thought that people would think the name had a bad meaning. Also, due to its remote location, it gradually became a deserted place.

The former head of Qiyan Garden came up with a clever idea to restore the garden to its former glory.

This meaning is combined with the first festival in autumn in Dayong, the Hairpin Flower Festival.

The people of Dayong have always cherished and loved flowers. As autumn is coming to an end, a long winter without flowers is coming. Literati and scholars wear fresh flowers in their hair and spend the festival together chanting about autumn, in order to sweep away the loneliness and decadence and show the heroic spirit of "I say autumn is better than spring".

In autumn, you can still find flowers to wear, which is also a kind of comparison of wealth and status. In short, it is appreciated by both the elite and the masses, and this festival has become an important festival.

Every time the Hairpin Flower Festival comes, it is widely publicized in Qiyan Garden, and unmarried men and women are invited to enjoy the autumn together. The Hairpin Flower Festival here is slightly different from that in other places, as there is an additional custom of giving flowers.

"A man wears flowers in his hair for a beautiful woman." An unmarried man often wears two flowers in his hair. He gives them to a beautiful woman who is attractive to him. If the beautiful woman likes them, he wears them on his temples. If she doesn't like them, he throws them into the Broken Mirror Pond.

Zhu Zheng knew a general idea about Qiyan Garden, and was just there to deal with it, so she deliberately didn't go through the main gate, and got off the car through the southwest door.

Unfortunately, it was a bad idea. There were many people gathered at the southwest door, and most of them were playboys with bad reputations. They were addicted to alcohol and sex at a young age, and they all made themselves ugly and had difficulty in getting married.

Therefore, when the well-known Zhu Zheng appeared, she was like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. Hairpin-flowered men of all shapes and sizes came up to her, talking in a flurry and introducing themselves while plucking flowers from their heads and offering them to her.

Zhu Zheng gave a dry smile. As a lone woman, she did not dare to refuse rashly and could only accept the gift and retreat.

The flowers soon piled up into a small mountain in her arms, and she had to use the hem of her clothes to hold them in her pocket and prepare to throw them into the Broken Mirror Pond.

After finally getting through the side door, there was another group standing at the moon gate. The man in the center was thin, with sparse hair and beard, and he started teasing as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Whose little beauty is this? She has such an impressive record. Are you overwhelmed by the choices of husbands?"

Everyone laughed.

Zhu Zheng glanced at him and continued walking forward, but the thin man followed with a group of people.

"My name is Ye Jianchang, the third oldest in my family. My father, Ye Zhengcheng, is the Minister of War."

She had heard of the third son of the Ye family, who was already married but was still flirting with other women.

Zhu Zheng stepped back and said, "I am the garden cleaner. These flowers were just thrown away by other girls because they didn't want them."

"Sweeping?" Ye Jianchang became even more excited. "The little beauty has skinny arms and legs. How much strength can she have to sweep the floor? Such a pretty face is wasted."

"It just so happens that my house is still in need of two beautiful concubines. Why don't you follow me? You will have a good life in the future and won't have to do these hard work anymore."

Being told that he had skinny arms and legs by a person with skinny arms and legs made Zhu Zheng’s mood even worse. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “How much strength do I have? Do you want to try?”

Ye Jianchang gave a rather disgusting smile, "How do you try?"

Zhu Zheng was worried about where to vent her anger, so she used all her strength to throw the flowers in her arms at his head.

Some of the flowers she collected had heavy disks, which made a few dull thumps when they hit each other. Ye Jianchang's frail body even shook.

The pain was no big deal, but being humiliated by a little woman in front of everyone made Ye Jianchang almost fly into a rage immediately.

He was about to get angry when his expression suddenly changed.

"Master...Master? Why are you here?"

When Zhu Zheng heard the name, her whole body shuddered and she didn't even dare to turn her head. A familiar voice sounded behind her ears.

"Follow me to the main entrance tea room."

It was clear, pleasant, and cold. Everyone behind him suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

After confirming that it was Rong Yan's voice, Zhu Zheng didn't want to turn back anymore. What main entrance teahouse? How could she just go there whenever she wanted? She was so angry now that she didn't want to go there at all.

Ye Jianchang thought he was talking to him, and said with a flattering smile, "Excuse me, sir. The servants in this garden are a bit unruly. I will teach them a lesson first, and then I will go."

Rong Yan moved his gaze away from the back of Zhu Zheng's head and glanced at him coldly.

"Why? Are you the head of Qiyan Garden?"

Ye Jianchang choked, "...No."

Although the Grand Tutor's face was as cold as ice, he was always distant and showed no emotion in his dealings with others. This was the first time he had asked such a sarcastic question.

Anyone with a sharp mind in the crowd could tell that the adult was in a bad mood. Those with a sharper mind had already figured out that Zhu Zheng's attire showed that she was from some wealthy family. Those with a sharper mind even guessed who the adult was talking to.

Unfortunately, Ye Jianchang does not belong to any of the Lingguangs.

He was still explaining in a superfluous way, "Although I am not a manager, Qiyan Garden was once a royal garden after all. As the son of the Minister of War, my father always taught me that I should worry about family affairs, national affairs and world affairs. That's why I want to manage the servants in the garden and never break the rules."

As he spoke, he looked up to see Rong Yan's reaction, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Zhu Zheng running away.

"Hey, why did she run away? Catch her for me!"

Ye Jianchang shouted, but no one moved.

Since Rong Yan didn't say anything, everyone just looked at the stupid Ye Jianchang jumping up and down.

Rong Yan did not move. He stood where he was, silently watching the figure disappear around the corner.

Of course Zhu Zheng knew that Rong Yan wanted to support her, but she didn't need anyone to support her. She was originally planning to escape.

He ran out in a hurry without even bothering to look in the direction.

The path in Qiyan Garden was quite winding. Zhu Zheng turned several turns and finally bumped into someone at a corner.

The man was nearly knocked to the ground by her. Zhu Zheng hurriedly helped him up, but was stunned when she saw his face clearly.

"Young Master Fang?"

Fang Xichen's eyes were full of stars. He had a bamboo ring as big as a basin on his head, which made his head look like four heads. The bamboo ring was pinned with all kinds of flowers, in a riot of colour. If a peacock with its feathers spread saw him, it would probably jump into the river and die out of shame.

Seeing him in this state, Zhu Zheng asked in surprise, "How did you end up here?"

After all, Fang Xichen was an official assistant minister of the Ministry of Literature, and he was also a handsome man. It was indeed a fall for him to come here and throw flowers to be selected.

Besides, the custom of wearing flowers in the hair is that the brighter the color, the more urgent it means. Fang Xichen's dress is so urgent that it shows a kind of desperation.

Fang Xichen paused for a long time before he started to complain, "Don't mention it. It's all because of my second uncle. He was a playboy when he was young and got sick. The doctor said he only had three months to live. When he was dying, a blind fortuneteller came out of nowhere and said that I could get a happy marriage."

"He had no children, and he couldn't get married, so he kept pestering her, and finally he married his nephew to get married."

Zhu Zheng was stunned when she heard this, "What about your elder brother?"

"I had a fight with him and I lost, so I came here." Fang Xichen said unhappily, "He put these flowers on me by pressing my head when he knocked me to the ground."

The two found a shady rockery to talk. Zhu Zheng saw him walking crookedly and asked with concern, "Is he heavy?"

Fang Xichen: "It's so heavy!"

After sitting down, he started pulling here and there, and soon he was transformed from a peacock into a half-bald chicken.

While pulling Fang Xichen out, he asked, "A Zheng, what about you? Why did you end up here too?"

Zhu Zheng sighed, "Why else? My grandmother is more anxious than your second uncle."

Fang Xichen laughed twice, then sighed with deep sympathy, and sat for a while with Zhu Zheng, throwing away the flowers they had pulled from their heads.

The Broken Mirror Pond is sparkling with ripples, and a layer of young love is floating on the water.

After throwing the flowers, Fang Xichen clapped his hands, stood up, and invited Zhu Zheng to stroll around the garden.

If you go out, you have to collect the flowers. Zhu Zheng said gloomily, "I'll just stay here."

Fang Xichen curled his lips, "That's so boring, Qiyan Garden, Qiyan Garden, the most famous thing here is the flock of wild geese in the north of the garden. Now that you're here, don't you want to go and take a look?"

Zhu Zheng said that she really had no interest.

"Are you afraid that people outside will bother you?" Fang Xichen was considerate. He picked two bright red peonies from the remaining flowers, and put one on his head and one on Zhu Zheng's head. "I'll give you a talisman. This way you will be at peace, and I'll complete my mission. Everyone will be happy."

Zhu Zheng smiled bitterly, "Why don't you marry me to your second uncle to bring good luck, that way everyone will be happy."

Fang Xichen was stunned by these words, and then an idea flashed in his mind, which was earth-shattering.

"A Zheng, I suddenly have an idea... that can solve the dilemma we are in."

"what?"

"How about you marry me?"