Xinghua Village's public house is a century-old establishment in West City, bustling with countless patrons who drink here daily, yet never has there been such astonishing news as today.
Among those who have had drinks here, there have been brawlers, cursers, wives hauling home their drunken husbands, and strangers who became sworn brothers over shared interests within mere moments of conversation; all kinds of matters, strange and varied, but never has there been someone who, in the midst of drinking, has offered his fiancée to someone else to marry.
Especially when the one giving away his fiancée, kneeled on the ground and kowtowed in tears, swearing to repay his brother's great kindness by being a servant or a beast of burden in his next life.
And these two men, everyone knew them: one was the third son of Duke of Anguo's family, Qin Huan; the other was Marquis Duanjing's young Marquis, Yan Qing.
