Xie YanYu said, "Zhao Rui is well-versed in both literature and martial arts, conducts himself with calm and composure, and among the young heirs in the Capital City, he is indeed one of the outstanding ones. Currently, the court is experiencing a shortage of talent, and within two years, he will surely make a name for himself."
Hearing this, Xie Wanqing felt relieved and curious, "If he is so outstanding, then what are you worrying about, brother?"
"...I once heard about something," Xie YanYu said, "The Zhao Mansion has two cousin girls from the north who have been living there for several years. Now one is nineteen and the other eighteen, yet the Zhao family has never spoken of arranging marriages for the two cousin misses."
"Is there really such a matter?" Xie Wanqing was somewhat surprised.
A nineteen-year-old girl, even in our current liberal society, is already considered quite old for marriage, and yet no marriage discussions have occurred?
