"Whoa, she's thirty-six, and you're twenty-two, a fourteen-year age difference?"
Long Eying's face turned awkward.
"Is that a problem?" Liang Qu asked.
"Not at all, it's great! You're quite the lucky... lad!" Lan Jicai flipped through the Geng Post, giving a thumbs up and spouting praise like a machine gun, "Not just someone like me who studies these things, even ordinary folks who don't study know that a big clash every six years and a small clash every three is a good match. Missing four or seven is auspicious.
"Fourteen years older, missing two sevens, double the auspiciousness! If the woman is one year older, gold will fly; if she's two years older, gold will grow. You're exceeding by seven taels; gold will grow seven times longer. You'd live in a golden house and make a fortune, how wonderful!"
An official from the Imperial Astronomical Bureau personally arranged his birth chart, chattering on and on.
Long Eying understood a bit and watched intently.
