The Boring Scholar's Pretty Lady

That year, in the small teahouse on the bank of the Yellow River, he was a dull scholar and she was a carefree chivalrous girl. A rain brings them together; a fight brings them acquaintance. Did he restrict her freedom? Or is she hindering his official career? Many years later, with gray hair and shaky teeth, he said, "Having her is the greatest blessing in my life." She said, "You have to find me in the next life, and I will marry you."