The Little Beauty was unadorned, possessing the purest beauty of her budding years.
But Miss Qian was his first, and the feelings were different. Moreover, the Young Master was the leader in this situation, which was disrespectful to him.
So, the Young Master formally turned around, facing Ye Man and the donkey.
There were quite a few people on the street of the Prefecture City, stopping to watch.
Looking at this scene, it was quite interesting.
The Young Master possessed immense presence; he was about eight feet tall, while the average man was under seven feet. He appeared exceptionally noble, arrogant, superior to others! A crane among chickens!
Setting aside that Young Lady, her height wasn't short, nearly seven feet, and she carried herself with an imposing aura when standing straight.
As for this man and the donkey, the donkey wasn't as tall as a horse, its shoulder height being about five feet five.
The man was only as tall as the donkey's shoulder.
Compared to the Young Master, the difference wasn't just one head; it looked like half, or perhaps the man only reached the Young Master's waist.
Not to mention the small one's appearance—it truly couldn't compare.
Contrast makes things appealing; the more they watched, the more interesting it became.
Never mind that stupid donkey daring to bite, just look at this kid; he has the appearance of a Beggar yet remains exceptionally calm.
The donkey was well-behaved at this moment, possessing a sense of unflappable composure; most people couldn't manage such presence.
The Little Beggar, whether appearing in the Prefecture City or facing that Young Master, carried an inherent wildness, truly possessing the demeanor of a great general.
The Young Master was already displeased, and now he was even more so.
Old Ancestor Yeman was also unhappy; he was too short, having to look up even to see a dog.
The donkey's shoulder height was the same as hers, but it still had its head.
The other party was truly tall! Estimated to be around 185 centimeters, which, calculating one foot as 23.5 centimeters, was nearly eight feet.
The donkey sensed its master was annoyed and slowly prepared itself. It would charge into battle for its master! Don't mistake the donkey for just any Divine Beast!
The Young Master spoke with great authority: "Watch your donkey!"
Ye Man spoke, her voice rough yet wild: "May I ask if you are Tan Xianglin, courtesy name Jiwen?"
Huh? This scene was unexpected!
Tan Xianglin felt only pride, not joy, about his fame being widespread.
What was the point of having his name known by this kind of person?
Ye Man then asked the Young Lady: "May I ask if you are..."
The Young Lady immediately struck a pose! Tan Jiwen was outstanding, and she was no less capable, worthy of standing beside him.
Ye Man bestowed a sense of superiority: "The fiancée of Tan Jiwen's classmate and friend, Cai Wenting, Qian Yutong?"
Pfft! Someone in the crowd burst out laughing.
Hahaha!
"So he is Tan Jiwen?" Someone had only heard the name and now saw the person today.
Qian Yutong's face flushed crimson, and she pointed a finger at the Beggar, shouting angrily: "You!"
That Maidservant became even angrier and lunged forward to hit the Beggar.
The donkey happened to jump up and kick her.
The Maidservant quickly ran away, dragging the furious, stomping Qian Yutong down with her.
Tan Xianglin had no choice but to intervene, pulling Qian Yutong back.
Qian Yutong shook off the foolish Maidservant, rolled into Tan Jiwen's arms, and then quickly pushed him away.
Ye Man struck first: "Weren't you going to save someone? If you can save them, do it; if not, don't delay others."
A Passerby chimed in: "Are we obstructing you by walking on the road?"
Ye Man added another line: "People who are despicable often put on a show."
That Little Beauty was quite confused. If the Young Master and Young Lady were a bit unrestrained, it was fine; but if there was a classmate and friend between the Young Master and Young Lady, that was a huge problem.
The Maidservant stubbornly crawled back up and roared on the street: "Is Cai Jining worthy of my Young Lady?"
Ye Man had to retort: "So you have the right to be even more despicable? Isn't virtue the foremost quality for a woman?"
A Young Master on the street laughed loudly: "Tan Jiwen visits Miss Qian often. Tan Sheng is the number one rake in Ningzhou!"
As more people gathered on the street, the Little Beauty simply wanted to run. She had no time to play games here.
Tan Xianglin was also extremely angry!
His Servant Boy, Qing Ming, who was very clever, began: "My Young Master and Miss Qian are..."
Ye Man interrupted: "They were already embracing; isn't a friend's wife particularly easy to embrace?"
The men on the street burst into laughter, contemplating the situation themselves.
Tan Xianglin stopped talking, turned, and left, signaling the Little Beauty to follow.
While the Little Beauty hesitated, she decided to follow for now; this man, enraged by shame, was probably not someone to provoke, so she needed to placate him first.
Qian Yutong also followed Tan Xianglin. She was innocent, and she didn't want to look guilty.
The more this was the case, the more she needed to prove herself, holding her waist even straighter.
The Servant Boy Qing Ming and the Maidservant Qing Yan followed with heads held high.
Ye Man led the donkey and followed behind them.
Some Passersby dispersed, while three or five followed, or perhaps they were simply taking the same route.
Tan Xianglin was confident; his height was truly imposing!
Ye Man watched his head as he entered an Inn. Although this Inn was ordinary, being located on the street, it should be fine.
When Ye Man entered the Inn, Tan Xianglin, Qian Yutong, and the Little Beauty had already vanished.
Ye Man didn't mind and asked the Shopkeeper: "Do you have a private courtyard?"
It was quite dark, and the Shopkeeper's eyes seemed lit up; upon closer inspection, he saw the Little Beggar.
Ye Man took out a piece of silver.
The Shopkeeper looked carefully and saw no issue: "We happen to have a courtyard in the back. It's five qian of silver per day."
Ye Man said: "I'll stay for half a month."
The Shopkeeper replied: "That will be five taels of silver."
Ye Man, facing the capable Shopkeeper in his forties, showed no timidity: "That's too expensive."
Seeing that the Little Beggar was not easy to fool, the Shopkeeper said: "At least four taels."
Ye Man said: "Ten days for three taels. What is your esteemed surname?"
"My surname is Ding, no need to be formal." Shopkeeper Ding realized he had been led astray; calculating it, he definitely wouldn't lose out, so he called over a Waiter: "Ding Yuan, you take the esteemed guest there."
Ye Man looked at this Waiter; he looked about seventeen or eighteen, honest and simple.
She tossed a string of coins to the Shopkeeper: "This boy will be at my service temporarily."
Shopkeeper Ding looked at the money, sighed helplessly, and waved his hand: "Go ahead." He was busy.
Ye Man led the donkey.
Ding Yuan came over; he wasn't clever but honest, took the donkey, and headed toward the back.
Ye Man patted the Donkey Child, and with empty hands, she looked around.
This Inn wasn't small; it was dark outside, and some rooms had lights on. She spotted Tan Xianglin, the Original Male Protagonist, shining brightly, and her hand itched slightly.
As for Cai Wenting, it wasn't surprising that he showed no reaction to being cuckolded; people are complex sometimes.
However, in the Original Book, Cai Wenting and Qian Yutong didn't end up together either. Perhaps it was some kind of fastidiousness; Tan Xianglin had no Special interest in married women. Or perhaps men could be impure, but women had to be pure—was Qian Yutong still pure?
Ding Yuan led the way skillfully.
Ye Man followed the winding path once and memorized it.
After all, this was just a small area; how could it compare to a Cultivation Method or sword technique?
Ding Yuan opened a door.
Ye Man looked; this was the private courtyard.
The door opened on the West side. Inside, there were Three Main Rooms facing south, with an Old Locust Tree to the East in front of the rooms.
A shed was built under the tree, and Ding Yuan led the donkey over there.
In front of the shed was a small room, which served as the Kitchen.
The Main House was two rooms deep. Ye Man was quite satisfied; it was spacious enough for a comfortable stay.
Ding Yuan honestly asked: "Does the esteemed guest require food?"
Ye Man instructed: "Bring water first so I can clean up properly. Then, you must take good care of my child, treating him as you would a prized warhorse."
Ding Yuan was honest; he had never taken care of a prized warhorse.
His eyes were small, his features were regular, and the man possessed an air of vigor.