Chapter 281 Dividing the Wife! (Subscribe!)

Seeing that Dong Jianchuan actually brought An Zhirong out to pressure him, the smile on Ye Mingsheng's face gradually disappeared, and he said lightly:

"I see. However, the Sky-shaking Bomb is indeed gone now. Then, Manager Dong, please wait for the Third Master for a while!"

After saying that, Ye Mingsheng picked up the teacup, as if he was going to serve tea to the guest. Dong Jianchuan didn't even open his eyes to take a good look, who can't live without whom now?
The relationship between Ye Mingsheng and An Zhirong is just one of mutual benefit. He is never An Zhirong's vassal! Whatever An Zhirong thinks, it will work for you, Dong Jianchuan, but it will work for himself. It's no big deal!
Seeing Ye Mingsheng's attitude, Dong Jianchuan also realized his gaffe, his expression was full of regret. He knew that although Ye Mingsheng said nicely and asked him to wait for a while, if he walked out of this room now, he would probably have to wait for a lifetime...

Thinking of this, Dong Jianchuan quickly bowed and said:
"Master Ye, that's not what I meant. This time I have prepared a generous gift for you!"

Ye Mingsheng said nothing when he heard this, but just looked at Dong Jianchuan coldly. Seeing this, Dong Jianchuan quickly took out a gift list from his arms and handed it to Ye Mingsheng.

"Master Ye, please take a look!"

Ye Mingsheng took a glance at the gift list. With his cunning mind, he could not help but be surprised. He looked at the gift list again. After confirming that he had not read the numbers on the gift list wrong, he put the gift list down and looked at Dong Jianchuan and asked in a deep voice:
"What is the purpose of such a generous gift, Manager Dong?"

Hearing Ye Mingsheng's question, Dong Jianchuan's anxious heart finally relaxed. He knew that as long as Ye Mingsheng was interested, things would be much easier...
"Sir, do you remember what I told you last time?" Dong Jianchuan said with a bow:

"What did we talk about last time?"

Ye Mingsheng was stunned. Last time he talked to Dong Jianchuan about asking for money and the caravan's diversion, it seemed that Dong Jianchuan also asked him if he had any plans to get married...
Could it be that this generous gift was given to me by An Zhirong?

Seeing that Ye Mingsheng didn't say anything, Dong Jianchuan didn't know what Ye Mingsheng was thinking, so he could only cautiously ask tentatively:
"I wonder if you are prepared for this matter?"

Dong Jianchuan's questioning undoubtedly made Ye Mingsheng more certain of his guess that An Zhirong really wanted to assign him a wife!

And this precious gift should be the dowry of this wife whom he has never met and even does not know her name...

Although at present, apart from knowing that the other party is the legitimate daughter of the An family, Ye Mingsheng still knows everything about the other party's identity and temperament.

However, judging from the dozens of items in the betrothal gift, including thirty thousand taels of silver, one thousand war horses, five hundred pieces of silk, etc., the total value is conservatively estimated to be at least fifty thousand taels of silver. The other party's status in the An family is definitely top-notch. Even if An Zhirong married his own daughter to him, the dowry would probably be just this much!

This made Ye Mingsheng more and more curious about who this wife assigned to him was.
In consideration of this dowry that could allow him to go from poverty to wealth, and as long as the other party didn't look too hideous, Ye Mingsheng decided to temporarily sacrifice some of his beauty for the sake of his own ambitions!
Seeing Ye Mingsheng's expression constantly changing but he just didn't say anything, Dong Jianchuan, who couldn't guess what Ye Mingsheng was thinking, became suspicious and asked again after hesitating:
"grown ups········?"

Dong Jianchuan's words immediately pulled Ye Mingsheng back from his thoughts. Although Dong Jianchuan had mentioned this matter to Ye Mingsheng last time, Ye Mingsheng was too busy at this stage. First, he conducted a survey on the situation in Fengzhou, deployed plans to integrate resources, and then dealt with the Khitans' looting. He had no free time at all and was so busy that he was exhausted...
Therefore, Ye Mingsheng had long forgotten about this marriage. If Dong Jianchuan hadn't mentioned it today, Ye Mingsheng really wouldn't have remembered that such a thing had happened!
Although he had already forgotten about this matter, facing Dong Jianchuan's questioning, Ye Mingsheng certainly could not confess the truth. He could only nod his head and say shamelessly: "How dare Ye forget this important marriage?"

"I just wonder if the Third Master is planning to marry the daughter of the mansion to me?"

Dong Jianchuan's expression eased after hearing the first half of Ye Mingsheng's sentence, but the second half made him hesitate again.

Seeing this, Ye Mingsheng couldn't help but become even more curious. If she wanted to marry her daughter to him, why was she so secretive about her name? Was there something she couldn't tell him?

Feeling Ye Mingsheng's gaze that went straight into his heart, Dong Jianchuan swallowed his saliva and decided to speak:
"Sir, do you know the legitimate daughter of our Marquis?"

Upon hearing this, a thought flashed through Ye Mingsheng's mind.

"An Zhirong's legitimate daughter? Isn't she only nine years old? Didn't you say she was An Zhirong's niece at the beginning?"

As soon as the thought came to mind, Ye Mingsheng realized that he was wrong. The more he interacted with An Zhirong, the more he subconsciously thought that An Zhirong was the head of the An family, Kunshan Hou. He had somewhat forgotten that the current Kunshan Hou was An Zhirong's eldest brother, An Hetu. "

"This An Hetu's legitimate daughter is..."

Thinking of this, Ye Mingsheng was suddenly stunned. If he remembered correctly, An Hetu, as the Marquis of Kunshan, had only one son and one daughter. This meant that An Zhirong was going to marry her to him?
Ye Mingsheng did not say anything, but looked at Dong Jianchuan with an inquiring look. Dong Jianchuan nodded, indicating that Ye Mingsheng was right, it was her that An Zhirong arranged to marry Ye Mingsheng!

"Are you kidding me, Mr. Ye?" Ye Mingsheng frowned and asked in confusion:
Seeing Ye Mingsheng's reaction, Dong Jianchuan misunderstood and continued to ask:

"Sir, do you have any concerns about the rumors?"

"Concerns? I don't care about this, but Miss Miaoyi is the apple of the An family's eye. Are you sure you are willing to let her go to the bitter cold land of Fengzhou and marry a poor boy like me?" Ye Mingsheng shook his head and asked:

Rumors that An Miaoyi is the reincarnation of Bao Si and that she is bringing disaster to the country and the people are still very popular in this feudal and superstitious society.

Most people are hesitant and dare not express their love, for fear of being accused of being obsessed with beauty and having no ambition. They can only lie in bed tossing and turning in the dead of night and pour out their heart to An Miaoyi...

(End of this chapter)