'Countless men want to marry the Lord Prefect's daughter, but you're the first one to be so presumptuous as to send someone to his door. And calling it presumptuous is putting it lightly. Don't you know your own place?'
The official matchmaker had no desire to take this job, but the amount of silver Xu Su Ying had pressed into her hands was simply too much.
Who could argue with silver?
Besides, Xu Su Ying had promised, "This is half of the payment. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, I'll give you the other half afterward."
Dazzled by the gleaming silver, the official matchmaker asked, "In that case, shall I go and make some inquiries for you?"
"Oh, I guarantee it won't be a wasted trip. Please, just go and ask on our behalf. Afterward, I'll even send you some fine incense."
Swayed by the promise of incense and silver, the official matchmaker actually went to the Prefectural Magistrate's Office.
