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Chapter seven hundred and eleven, Liu Yanchang

On the stone bridge, Yang Chan's smile disappeared and she murmured: "Senior brother seems to know what I plan."

I looked up at the river in the distance and felt a little confused. The thought in my heart kept emerging, but would I really go that way? Can this really save my mother?

A breeze suddenly came over, and a gust of snowflakes hit Yang Chan's face. Yang Chan's mind calmed down and suddenly fell into a state of no thoughts and no worries. All things in the world disappeared, and only a woman's figure kept magnifying in her mind, filling her own world.

"Mother~Mother~" A sad cry sounded on the street, immediately awakening Yang Chan and turned his head to look.

I saw three or four yamen runners staggering forward on the street in the distance, wearing shackles and locks.

The few people behind were chasing behind, looking sad.

The woman turned her head and cried in grief: "Go back, you all go back and live a good life."

The yamen runners immediately stopped, unsheathed their swords and scolded, "If you dare to follow me again, you will be arrested all of you back to the county yamen."

The person following behind stopped immediately and looked at the yamen runners in fear.

The yamen runner reached out and pushed the woman, shouting, "Go away~"

The woman staggered twice and almost fell to the ground and walked forward.

The girl behind her face was covered with tears and she was about to continue chasing her forward. The relatives next to her quickly grabbed the little girl.

The little girl struggled for a while and shouted in grief: "Mom~ I will definitely save you."

The sound echoed on the street.

Yang Chan's mind trembled, her eyes gradually became firm, and she said to herself, "Mother, I will definitely save you." Her figure instantly disappeared on the stone bridge.

The yamen runners and women who were moving forward in the snow, as well as the sad family behind them, were all frozen in an instant, like a picture scroll in the snow.

An old Taoist wearing a moon-white Taoist robe walked across the street in the snow. The yamen runners and the family disappeared silently, as if they had never been there, and the footprints in the snow disappeared, like an illusion.

A moment later, Yang Chan came to a tavern and found a seat to sit down.

The tavern was full of poor people, and a group of people were talking about the rumors on the street, such as the widow of the king in the east and the wife of the family in the west, and laughing as they talked.

Yang Chan sat in it wearing a cloak, out of place with the entire tavern, and everyone ignored it.

A moment later, a young man in a long gown came in. The long gown was patched. He had wrinkles on his face when he was not old. Some scars were still on his face. His face had not improved, and he was trembling all over his body due to cold.

When he entered the tavern, the young man rubbed his red hands and shouted: "Shopkeeper, warm up a pot of autumn fragrant wine."

"Young Master Liu, please come in and ask!"

"Liu Yanchang, don't you drink barley wine usually? Why are you willing to make Qiuxiang wine today? Where did you get rich?" a big man shouted.

Liu Yanchang shook his sleeves and said, "Study hard, and his wealth will fall from the sky." He walked to a seat and sat down.

"Bah~ In my opinion, you must have gone to steal something again!"

Liu Yanchang's old face turned red and shouted angrily: "Nonsense, how dare you be so dirty and innocent? How could we scholars do that stealing?"

"You didn't steal anything, how did the wound on your face come from?"

Liu Yanchang reached out and touched the scars on his face, and said stubbornly: "The snow was slippery and I accidentally fell."

"Haha~" There was a burst of laughter in the tavern.

The shopkeeper came over with a pot of wine and a stack of peanuts, and put them in front of Liu Yanchang.

Liu Yanchang hurriedly said, "Shopkeeper, I didn't order the dishes, you served the wrong one."

"This is what I gave to you."

Liu Yanchang then felt relieved and said, "Thank you, the shopkeeper." He tasted the wine and ate peanuts one by one.

After waiting for a while, after drinking the peanuts and eating them, Liu Yanchang got up and limped outside. Without an umbrella, he disappeared into the heavy snow.

Yang Chan got up and walked outside.

Liu Yanchang walked in the snow with his arms in his arms. His vicissitudes of life were red again. Looking at the vast snow, his expression gradually became a little dull.

Suddenly the snowflakes on his head disappeared. Liu Yanchang stopped at his feet and looked up at him. He saw an exquisite flower umbrella hitting his head, and a beautiful lady from his wife stood next to him.

Liu Yanchang felt panic, and a feeling of inferiority arose. He quickly walked out two steps, left the umbrella, held his fists and bowed in a hurry and said, "Scholar Liu Yanchang has seen the lady."

Yang Chan said gently: "Liu Yanchang, you are destined to be lonely in this life, are you willing to leave with me?"

Liu Yanchang asked, "I wonder what the lady uses to do with the young student?"

"I want to be married to you."

"Ah~" Liu Yanchang was born in shock, his head suddenly fell, his feet slipped and fell to the ground, and he hurriedly got up from the ground, not caring about the dirt and snow on his body, he pointed his hand at his face, and stammered: "You... are you going to marry me?"

Yang Chan nodded calmly.

Many books he had read instantly appeared in Liu Yanchang's mind, such as the stories of the down-and-out scholar and the rich lady, the stories of the down-and-out scholar and the brothel courtesan, the stories of the down-and-out scholar climbing a mountain and the goddess of the snow-capped mountains, the stories of the down-and-out scholar releasing carp and dragon girl, the stories of the down-and-out scholar saving the fox demon and the fox demon...

I was very excited for a moment. Shucheng didn't deceive me! These are all true, and it was finally my turn.

Liu Yanchang shouted excitedly: "I am willing. Now I will take you home. In the future, I will work hard to improve, get fame, promotion and wealth, and make you happy for the rest of your life."

Yang Chan said calmly: "After marrying me, I can guarantee that you will live your life without worries about food and clothing. As for my affairs, you don't need to worry too much. I don't need you to get a good fortune."

Liu Yanchang nodded without hesitation and said in a flattering manner: "Okay, you can do whatever you say. If you say you don't take the exam, then you won't take the exam. Actually, I don't want to get any fame. If I want to take the exam, I'd have already taken the exam. The officialdom is full of flatterers, and I don't want to be with them."

Yang Chan said calmly: "I will give you half a month to consider. If you are willing, I will find me in Liujia Village outside the city in half a month."

"No need to think about it, I agree now."

Yang Chan turned around and walked outside. Liu Yanchang wanted to chase him, but he couldn't catch up.

Liu Yanchang was in the snow and shouted loudly: "Miss, what do you call me?"

"My surname is Yang!"

"Miss Yang, I will definitely go."

Yang Chan's figure disappeared into the heavy snow.
Chapter completed!
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