Strange Tales of the Ghosts

It turns out that this female ghost's surname is Han and her name is Ruomei. She was born in the Ming Dynasty. Her father is Han Qingmu, the magistrate of Nanshi County. Her family is relatively wealthy. Han Ruomei has been good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. As her name suggests, she is cold and aloof. He didn't take anyone seriously at all, and he didn't care about any number of officials or wealthy businessmen. Therefore, he was only eighteen years old and still had not left the cabinet. Although Han Qingmu was anxious, he had no time to intervene due to his busy official duties, so he could only drag it out day by day. Seeing that Han Ruomei was almost nineteen, a matchmaker finally came to the door without thinking about life and death. It was said that all the matchmakers in a hundred miles radius had broken down the door of Han's mansion, but Han Qingmu had never seen this matchmaker before. It didn't matter, since Han Ruomei had ridiculed countless matchmakers, no one had dared to come to propose marriage. It was good that someone came to the door, and Han Qingmu was happy to treat him with courtesy.

Sitting in the living room, taking a sip of tea, Han Qingmu asked with a smile: I wonder which young master the matchmaker is talking about this time?

Mr. Han, please don't ask which family this young master belongs to. My old lady only said that this young master is absolutely extraordinary in terms of his character and appearance. Anyone who talks about matchmaking will not praise the person he is talking about as the only one in the sky and the only one on earth. The old matchmaker's fancy look was a bit funny, causing several maids to whisper, who among the servants didn't know Han Ruomei's vision and the experiences of the matchmakers in the past, so they were kicked out of the Han Mansion.

Han Qingmu nodded, smiled and ordered his servants: Go and invite the young lady.

Master... The little maid was too timid to move.

Why aren't you going?

This... The little maid looked embarrassed, not daring to say what she wanted to say.

Han Qingmu was a little puzzled and asked loudly: What's wrong?

The lady said, there is no matchmaker. It turns out that someone had already tipped off Han Ruomei when the matchmaker took her first step into the Han Mansion, for which Han Ruomei was still furious in the boudoir.

There are no parents who do not love their children. Han Qingmu lost his wife in his early years and cherishes his only precious daughter like a pearl in the palm of his hand. He does not want to disobey Han Ruomei, but the matchmaker is already here, and procrastinating like this is not an option. This makes Han Qingmu was very distressed. The matchmaker glanced at Han Qingmu, looked at his face and said with a smile: Since the lady doesn't want to see me, it doesn't matter. I just give this to the lady.

This is... Seeing the matchmaker holding a scroll in her hand, Han Qingmu had some doubts.

The matchmaker twisted her fat body and approached Han Qingmu, handed the scroll into Han Qingmu's hand, and said with a smile: This is Mr. You's portrait. If the lady sees it, she will definitely like it.

Is this true? Han Qingmu heard what the matchmaker said and couldn't wait to open the scroll. He saw that the young man on the scroll was lifelike and had first-class appearance. He was more handsome than the young men in the past. He couldn't help but be overjoyed: What a young man. .”

Since Mr. Han is satisfied, my old lady doesn't need to say anything more. Just give this portrait to the lady. After the matchmaker finished speaking, she turned around and left without asking for any reward or gift.

When Han Qingmu came to his senses, he realized that the matchmaker had left and asked quickly: Where is the matchmaker?

Return to the master, he has left.

What can we do? What if... Han Qingmu began to worry about what his daughter would do next if she really fell in love with this young man. However, no one knew where the matchmaker lived, let alone the young man's background.

Seeing Han Qingmu's worries, the little maid cautiously stepped forward and asked, Master, do you want to send this painting to the young lady?

Send it to Miss immediately. When Han Qingmu thought of the young man in the painting, he couldn't help but be happy. Thinking that maybe his daughter would like it, other worries would disappear. With his dignified county magistrate, couldn't he still find one? The matchmaker failed.

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