My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 64 Marriage Grant
Daqi East Palace
The sun sets in the west and a light rain suddenly begins.

The guard of the East Palace was about to close the door and lock it, but was blocked by Zhang Zhi with one hand. The person on duty today happened to be Shen Ke's personal bodyguard Wei Tinglan.

Seeing Zhang Zhi was stunned, she quickly raised her hand to stop everyone from drawing their swords, "Prince? What time is it? How did you get into the palace?"

"I beat up the guards of Longxuan Sect," Zhang Zhi replied briefly, "Where is His Highness?"

Tinglan opened her mouth. Longxuanmen? They are the emperor's personal guards, my prince! On the other side, Shen Ke, who had just returned from the imperial study, saw Zhang Zhi at the door.

"Brother? Aren't the palace gates locked? How did you get here? Did you beat up the guards of Longxuanmen again?"

Shen Ke was very surprised. When he walked over, Zhang Zhi pulled him out. He said anxiously, "I can't enter the harem. Come with me, Your Highness. I want to see my aunt. Come with me to see His Majesty to grant me marriage!"

"Ah? No, brother, you tripped! Oh my God!"

Shen Ke has always called Zhang Zhi brother in private, which is not in accordance with etiquette, but in line with people's wishes.

He staggered two steps because of the force he was dragged by. Tinglan hurried to help him and asked anxiously, "A marriage? Are you talking about your marriage with the second daughter of the Ming family? His Highness has just gone to ask for it for you two!"

Zhang Zhi paused and turned back in surprise: "You asked for it? What did you ask for?"

"The imperial decree granting your marriage to the Second Miss Ming." Shen Ke smiled and waved to another shadow guard behind him, "Anzhi, quickly bring the decree to our prince to see."

"Here you come, Your Highness."

Anzhi was a lively person. She ran to Zhang Zhi in two steps and said with a smile, "Prince, congratulations on your wedding. Don't forget to give us red envelopes on the wedding day."

Zhang Zhi took the imperial edict in a daze, and saw his own name and Mingli's name. The handwriting was indeed His Majesty's own, and the imperial seal was exactly the same.

He and Mingli are now a formal engaged couple.

He suddenly laughed, the smile reaching his eyes. He looked up at Shen Ke, "Did your Highness ask for this? But you and His Majesty."

Shen Ke and Emperor Ruihe are not only father and son, but also enemies.

"It's one thing that I hate him, but," Shen Ke patted Zhang Zhi's shoulder, "you are my brother. His Majesty has granted us marriage, which is a great honor. With this imperial decree, no one in Kyoto will dare to interfere with your marriage in the future." He sighed deliberately, "It's a pity that you fell in love with the girl too quickly, otherwise, I would like to grant you marriage myself. But it doesn't matter, I will be the witness on your wedding day."

Zhang Zhi nodded: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Shen Ke shook his head: "This gift is also for Miss Ming Er. She helped me overthrow Mo Zhao and regain the power of salt transportation. I promised to give her two gifts. This is the first one. As for the other one, it will be soon."

"Then, on behalf of my wife, I would like to thank Your Highness again."

Zhang Zhi bowed and bent down.

Seeing this, Shen Ke's smile deepened, "You haven't told me why you rushed into the palace so hastily today? Could it be that Second Miss Ming doesn't like you anymore? Are you going to break off the engagement?"

As he spoke, Shen Ke grabbed the imperial decree granting marriage and said cautiously: "If that's the case, I can never give you this imperial decree!"

"Your Highness, please don't curse my good marriage!" Zhang Zhi frowned, took the imperial edict and held it in his arms, and told Shen Ke again about Ming Boyuan pushing Ming Li to enter the palace for the selection. After listening, Shen Ke said "Oh" and continued: "The person in charge of the selection is Zhou Chunde, the eunuch of the imperial court. He took sick leave today, so the selection list has not been delivered to Your Majesty yet. But it doesn't matter, pass a message to him and ask him to cross out the name of the second Miss Ming. In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is crossed out or not. After all, the imperial edict has been issued, and your marriage with the second Miss is a foregone conclusion. Even if Ming Boyuan is extremely powerful, what can he do?"

Zhang Zhi still looked uneasy.

"Okay, brother. If you are really worried, just go to the Ming Mansion to propose marriage now. With the imperial edict in hand, what are you afraid of? Just settle the subsequent matters and you can rest assured from now on!" Shen Ke comforted him casually.

But Zhang Zhi listened to it. He raised his eyes suddenly and nodded heavily: "Your Highness is right. Well, I will treat Your Highness to a drink another day. I'm leaving first."

Watching Zhang Zhi's hurried back, Tinglan walked behind Shen Ke and couldn't help but teasing him, "I've never seen the prince care about someone so much."

"Because I am so happy, I care about it so much that I lose my composure."

Shen Ke smiled and said, "Oh, Tinglan, give some silver to the guards who were beaten by the prince at Longxuan Gate today. Tell them what they should and should not report. They should know what they should report."

"Yes, Your Highness."

At this moment, the Ming Mansion had an unexpected guest and countless hastily prepared betrothal gifts. Old Marquis Zhang had been sitting in the main hall for a quarter of an hour, but the betrothal gifts had not yet been carried out. To exaggerate, the threshold of the Ming family's front door was almost trampled.

Ming Boyuan closed the lid of his tea and frowned: "What did you say? Propose a marriage?"

"Yes." Old Marquis Zhang leaned on his tiger-head crutch and said righteously, "I, the Marquis, ask to marry your eldest daughter on behalf of my son Zhang Zhi. It is polite."

Ming Boyuan sneered and sent all the servants away.

His expression turned cold, and he said bluntly: "Don't think that I don't know your dirty thoughts! You liked Wen Wan back then, but you couldn't marry her, so now you want your playboy son to marry her daughter, right? I tell you, you are dreaming!"

"Yes. Wan'er didn't like me, but don't you know in your heart that she really likes you? What dirty tricks did you use to marry her?"

Old Marquis Zhang stomped his tiger-head crutch. He was a military commander, and the force he exerted broke a piece of the floor tile. "After she rejected me, I gave up on her. From then on, we were only siblings, and no longer had any thoughts of love between men and women. I am loyal to my late wife, and heaven and earth can bear witness to that!"

"But what about you? You bastard, you vile villain, you married her but ignored her, treated her badly, let her die in the struggle in the house, and you were harsh to her only daughter!"

Old Lord Zhang spat on the ground in anger: "You old beast! You heartless bastard!"

In the current court, only the Marquis of Zhenbei, who has made outstanding military achievements, dares to quarrel with Ming Boyuan like this.

Ming Boyuan was so angry that his face turned blue. He waved his sleeves and said, "I will not argue with you, a rough soldier! You are so outspoken and disrespectful! I will only answer you one thing. Unless I die, Zhang Zhi will never marry Ming Li in this life!"

"Ha, you little gigolo, you dare to say that to me?" Old Marquis Zhang threw away his cane and rolled up his sleeves. "If you don't respond today, I will beat you to death on the spot!"

Ming Boyuan scolded him coldly: "Come on! Even if you kill me, Zhang Zhi will never marry Mingli in this life!"

"Really? It's a little too early for you to say that, Prime Minister Ming."

Zhang Zhi's voice came from outside the hall. He held high a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty has granted me the marriage with his imperial handwriting. How dare you disobey me, Prime Minister?"

(End of this chapter)