The old blacksmith knew that education was the only way out. He tightened his belt and sent his young son, Xiao Jin Feng, to school, hoping that one day he would pass the imperial examinations and become a successful official.,Following the bridal party were girls who had been left behind by their villages, so to speak. They were the leftovers, the ones no one else wanted. Their quality was self-evident.,"Such a fine specimen, it should be quite popular. How could it end up in the dowry procession"。