A Perfect Match

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, dripping water turns into ice. Yan Na slowly ate a lychee that was sticking out of his concubine's mouth, as if he didn't pay attention to Boss Xu's words. "This man is also from Suzhou. He is smart and studious since he was a child. He is well-known in the south of the Yangtze River. He knows astronomy and geography. What's more rare is that he is good at both civil and military affairs. I have admired you for a long time. I have come to pay you a visit and want to become an official under the prince." Boss Xu wiped the sweat on his forehead and whispered to the man in blue with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes behind him, "Come forward and see the prince."