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Although Yang Yichen was fully aware of the other party's intentions, he was not intimidated by the person's powerful background.
The round and chubby Wang Butler squinted his eyes and said, "As for this matter, it should be decided by Master Yang. However, he still wants to seek your opinion. That's why our master sent me personally."
"I see," Yang Yichen thought as Wang Butler reiterated the other party's purpose.
After finishing, the proud chubby butler looked at Yang Yichen as if he had bestowed a great favor upon him: "Our lady is beautiful and has an aunt who is a queen. Lord Yang must know how to choose wisely."
At that moment, he believed that anyone with a sound mind would choose Wang Yan'er, considering the immense support it could provide for future career prospects: "Our master doesn't mind that you have a fiancée; all we ask is that you break off the engagement.
Or if she is sensible, once our lady enters the family, she can have a position as an aunt."
When he said this, they seemed certain that Yang Yichen would agree.
"Yes, yes! Yichan, father thinks Wang Butler is right. Miss Wang is not only kind but also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Plus, she has an aunt who is a queen." Yang Bingshan smiled broadly, his facial wrinkles crinkling together.
Although Yang Yichen was currently a Seventh-Rank County Magistrate, there was still a gap of four ranks to reach the Fifth Rank Prefect. Moreover, Wang Wenshi had the queen as a backing.
If his son became the son-in-law of Wang the Prefect and connected with the queen, soaring to great heights would be easy. He could almost envision himself surrounded by people from all walks of life, being celebrated.
As long as his son became Wang the Prefect's son-in-law, everything would be within reach. As for Liu Qingxi? An orphan without any backing was nothing more than someone he could easily dismiss.
Yang Yichen found this extreme arrogance amusing; they really took themselves too seriously. Especially Yang Bingshan, who had failed to achieve what he wanted with Liu Qingxi and now directly sought this connection.
As Yang Bingshan spoke more and more, Wang Butler's pride became increasingly evident. Coming to this place truly felt like he had lowered himself.
People here should be bowing down to him just like Yang Bingshan did.
Yang Yichen let Yang Bingshan talk until he became parched and paused to pick up his teacup to drink when he finally spoke.
"Miss Wang deserves better than me; I am merely an insignificant Seventh-Rank County Magistrate and cannot accept such high regard." The implication was clearly a rejection of their proposal.
Wang Butler's face showed a hint of anger; no one had ever dared to refuse him like this, especially not the eldest daughter of their family.
Yang Yichen thought it was really audacious, taking advantage of kindness and being ungrateful.
Next to him, Yang Bingshan had just brought a cup of tea to his lips when he heard his son say something so offensive. Startled, he accidentally dropped the cup, which clattered loudly on the floor.
He hurriedly approached Wang Butler, saying, "Please don't hold it against my son. It's a blessing for him that Miss Wang would take an interest in him."
Wang Butler's angry expression made Yang Bingshan tremble with fear; he was worried that one wrong word would offend him and lead to future troubles.
Yang Yichen cleared his throat and stared at the obsequious Yang Bingshan. "It seems you didn't understand me, Father. I am already engaged. This lifetime, my wife will only be her and no one else. Miss Wang deserves better; don't waste her time on me."
"I will not break off the engagement, nor will I let her do so. I believe I have made myself very clear today. Do I need to repeat myself?"
The young man's face was resolute and serious, his gaze sharp; no one would doubt the truth of his words.
Yang Bingshan choked on his words, swallowing back any explanations. His son was truly dismantling the situation; even if he argued, would the other party believe him?
However, what terrified him even more was that Wang Butler, sitting beside Yang Yichen, suddenly changed his expression, stood up abruptly, and coldly snorted, "Since Lord Yang is not interested, Old Servant naturally will not humiliate himself here. When I return, I will report this matter truthfully to my master. I hope your future endeavors go smoothly."
With that, he swept away in anger, his heavy footsteps echoing in Yang Bingshan's ears. His face turned pale as he recalled Wang Butler's parting words, leaving him feeling weak and dazed.
Without considering anything else, he hurriedly followed with a smile. "Wang Butler, please don't be angry; my son is just being foolish. Please forgive him; I'll teach him a good lesson later."
"Hmph!" Wang Butler didn't care about that. In this county or even in Heyang Province, who wouldn't give him some respect? He had traveled hundreds of miles only to be humiliated by this young man; how could he endure it?
"Master Yang need not say more; Old Servant will take my leave now." It wasn't just Yang Yichen; even Yang Bingshan had earned his resentment.
If it weren't for Yang Bingshan assuring him that things could work out, he wouldn't have gone through such trouble to come all this way for a marriage proposal for his sister.
So, to be precise, the hatred towards Yang Bingshan was even greater.
However, in order to achieve his own goals and facilitate his son's marriage, Yang Bingshan had been in frequent correspondence with Wang Wenshi, but no one expected that the main party would firmly oppose it.
"You don't need to explain. Our sister doesn't deserve this from you. Since you look down on her, why did you reply? Why did you let our lord send me here?"
Unable to vent his anger on Yang Yichen, a court official, he had no qualms about confronting Yang Bingshan, saying, "You really are something."
Yang Bingshan found himself at a loss for words. "No, no, it's just that Wang Butler's son is being unreasonable; please be understanding." Who could have anticipated that Yang Yichen would be so adamant? Now the connection was severed, and he had completely offended them.
"I don't want to hear your explanation. Just go back!" Wang Butler said, looking exhausted and quickening his pace to walk away.
Yang Bingshan hurriedly followed behind, but it was of no use.
At the county yamen entrance, the carriage that brought Wang Butler was waiting there. As soon as the coachman saw someone coming out, he cracked the whip twice and drove the carriage forward. "Butler."
"Hmph, let's go!" Wang Butler climbed into the carriage in a huff without sparing a glance at Yang Bingshan and left in a hurry.
This left Yang Bingshan standing awkwardly in place, feeling trapped with no way to proceed or retreat. Not only had he offended Wang the Prefect's side today, but he had also increased Yang Yichen's disdain for him.
Helplessly sighing, Yang Bingshan turned back to the county office with his head down. His hunched body contrasted sharply with his previously straight posture and spirited demeanor.
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