Yu Qian was sent away, but Shu Liang stayed.
Having served the emperor for quite some time, Shu Liang’s ability to observe people’s emotions was not low. He could tell at a glance that the emperor was genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.
“Congratulations, Your Majesty, Yu Shaobao made such a statement, it’s no longer necessary for Master Tianguan to rush to the front.”
Zhu Qiyu smiled, glanced at Shu Liang, and scolded with a smile: "Stop asking for information in roundabout ways. If you have anything to say, just ask directly."
Shu Liang was a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands and said nothing.
Seeing this, Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said: "I am indeed happy that Yu Qian can stand on my side this time, but what really makes me happy is... the queen is happy!"
Shu Liang was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he immediately knelt down on the ground and said repeatedly.
“Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Your Majesty, this is a great joy.”
Lying on the ground, Shu Liang almost cried with joy.
Ordinary people may not be able to understand his mood. Shu Liang has been struggling in the palace for many years, and he has also been the admiral of Dongchang in the outer court for such a long time.
No one knows better than him what this news means.
You must know that although Shu Liang seems to have unlimited glory now, he has never forgotten that the Prince of the East Palace is still the heir of the Supreme Emperor.
One day when the crown prince succeeds to the throne, even if they are not liquidated, they will certainly not have an easy time.
Up to now, the emperor has only one concubine, and he is still sick every three days. Whenever Shu Liang has free time, he always has a little worry in his heart.
But if the emperor had a legitimate son born, everything would be different.
At least one day in the future, once the emperor is interested in Yi Chu, the legitimate son born from the palace will be noble enough to be able to compete with him.
Seeing Shu Liang's excitement, Zhu Qiyu was also a little surprised.
It only took a moment for him to understand that no matter how loyal Shu Liang was to him, as long as there were other people in the East Palace, these people who were loyal to him would always be worried.
Shaking his head, Zhu Qiyu waved his hand and said: "Get up, look at you, you don't look like a dignified governor of Dongchang. The queen is pregnant, it's only been more than a month, don't tell anyone else, let alone whether it is a boy or a girl.
I don’t even know how excited you are.”
Shu Liang wiped his tears with his sleeve, stood up, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty and your Majesty are so blessed, he must be a prince. As for the servants, the Governor of Dongchang is also your servant. Your Majesty is pregnant.
The slave will naturally be happy."
Hearing this, Zhu Qiyu’s expression was a little complicated.
Having said that, if nothing else happens, what Wang is pregnant with this time should be his second daughter.
But no matter what, this is a good thing.
The imperial doctor also said that Wang's pregnancy was very good this time and she was in good health. The previous six months of nursing care were finally in vain.
Without saying much about this matter, Zhu Qiyu asked.
“Okay, you’re here this time, but what do you want to report?”
Although the edict to accompany Yu Qian to prison was issued by Zhu Qiyu, it was Shu Liang's own wish to stay.
Suppressing his excitement, Shu Liang smiled and said: "It's a good thing to report to the emperor. As you expected, the British government couldn't stand it any longer. Zhang Min personally sent a greeting card to Mr. Zhu, saying that today
I’ll visit you in person at noon.”
When it came to business matters, Zhu Qiyu's mood immediately came back and he pondered.
“It’s a little later than expected. Has Zhu Yi made arrangements?”
Shu Liang nodded and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything has been arranged properly, but..."
After hesitating for a moment, Shu Liang continued.
"I don't know why, this time Zhang Xi went to visit the young prince, not in his own name, but with the young British prince's post, and also sent a lot of gifts in advance, making it a big fanfare, without even the slightest bit of fuss.
Avoid people."
Zhu Qiyu frowned, which was a bit strange.
Zhang Xian would go to Chengguo Duke’s Mansion for help, which is what he meant.
However, in Zhu Qiyu's expectation, even if he wanted to go, he would do so in a low-key manner. After all, this case is still relatively sensitive and it is not suitable to be so high-profile.
“You mean to say that Zhang Xi went to visit in the name of the British government?”
Shu Liang nodded and spoke hesitantly.
“That’s right, I secretly went to Duke Cheng’s Mansion yesterday to look at the things sent to me. I always felt that something was not quite right. It didn’t seem like I was going to discuss saving people, but rather…”
………
“Get married?”
In the flower hall of Duke Chengguo's Mansion, Zhu Yi looked at Zhang Shi and Jiao Jing across from him in astonishment, and almost spilled the tea in his hand.
Putting down the tea cup in his hand, Mr. Zhu shook his head like a rattle and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Shibo, please stop joking about my nephew. My nephew has already been married and has a son and a daughter. How can he marry again? Please stop joking, Shibo."
Not only Zhu Yi, but also Jiao Jing, who came with Zhang Shi, looked surprised.
However, as the initiator, Zhang Shi looked calm, shook his head and said: "Young Master misunderstood, I am here to propose marriage to the second young master in your house."
Zhu Yi blinked his eyes, a little dazed, and said, "Xiao Ji?"
Zhang Xi nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, that day I came to pay homage to Duke Cheng, and I saw that the second young master was well-dressed, filial and sincere."
"After I returned home, I remembered that at a banquet in the early years, my brother had mentioned to Duke Cheng Guo that he intended to get my niece and the second son married. However, they were both not old enough to get married at that time, so they delayed it.
Come down."
"Now, both of them have reached the age of discussing marriage. Unfortunately, my brother and Duke Cheng Guo both died in the battle. As an elder, I can't let my niece miss her youth, so I came here to reset my marriage.
Appointment for that day."
At this time, Jiao Jing also reacted and asked: "The second master is talking about the young daughter of the British Duke's family?"
This is no small matter.
Zhang Fu has two sons and two daughters. The eldest son and eldest daughter are both legitimate children. The eldest son Zhang Zhong suffers from foot disease and behaves absurdly. He has been imprisoned in the mansion for a long time and cannot even get out. The eldest daughter married Ren in his early years.
She was a concubine in the temple. Although she had nothing to do, she was spared from burial and is still being cared for in the palace to this day.
Although the remaining second son and second daughter were concubines, the second son Zhang Mao inherited the title of British Duke. As the sister of Zhang Mao's mother, although he was a concubine, his status was comparable to that of a direct descendant.
Zhang Xi nodded and looked at Zhu Yidao.
"Young Master, I think you have seen my niece's appearance. Although she is a concubine, she is also the apple of the eye of the British Duke. She is a perfect match. As the saying goes, elder brothers are like fathers. The marriage of these two young masters is unknown to me.
how about?"
This is not the script as promised...
Zhu Yi secretly complained in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head.
“My nephew also heard my father talk about this matter, but it was just a joke during the dinner.”
"Now that my father has recently passed away, although Xiaoji has reached the age of discussing marriage, a son still has to fulfill his filial piety. The three-year filial piety period has not yet expired. If my nephew agrees to this, he may ruin the Zhang family's sister's life. This matter
, let’s discuss it again.”
It's not that Zhu Yi is being arrogant, it's just that this thing is really strange.
It is common for nobles to marry each other, but there are also taboos between various governments. For example, there is basically no marriage relationship between those who are close to the Duke of Chengguo and those who are close to the British Duke.
This is also the reason why there have been factions among nobles for a long time.
The so-called "agreement" between the British Duke and the Duke of the Kingdom first is actually just a show of words.
Facing Zhu Yi’s rejection, Zhang Shi was obviously well prepared and shook his head.
"What are you saying, young master? A period of filial piety is a period of filial piety, and a marriage is a marriage. The second young master must observe filial piety, so why not my niece? Don't forget that Duke Cheng Guo and my brother died together in the civil war."
"Of course I know that it is not suitable to get married during the filial piety period, but the civil work has been done for more than half a year. Our two houses have made an engagement first, exchanged the Gengtie, and the three letters and six etiquettes will take at least more than a year."
“If you prepare the palace and equipment for the wedding, and choose a good day, the filial piety period will be almost over.”
"What's more, the second young master is already fifteen this year. If we really start discussing the marriage after the filial piety period, we have to be busy with the three letters and six etiquettes, and it will be twenty if we delay it. What do you think, young master?"
Zhu Yi still looked hesitant.
Of course he understands the truth. Marriage in aristocratic families is like this. First, the engagement is exchanged for the marriage certificate, and then the three letters and six etiquette are prepared. He is busy and busy. Two or three years have passed.
Actually, if it hadn't been for the civil war last year, Zhu Ji would have discussed getting married at that time.
but……
Zhang Shi saw that Zhu Yi was still hesitant and continued.
“To be honest with you, my young master, my and my third brother’s children have already found their places in the British government. Mao’er is still young and has inherited the title, so there is no need to worry about this matter.”
"Now that my brother has passed away, my third brother and I are two uncles. What we are most worried about is the marriage of my brother, a young girl who is waiting to be born."
"If the young master is worried about someone's criticism, Consort Jiao is here today and can bear witness. As long as the young master agrees, I will be responsible and go to the Holy Mother to ask for a decree for marriage. How about that?"
Jiao Jing grinned beside him. No wonder this guy had such a quarrel with him yesterday and insisted on dragging him over. It turned out to be this idea.
However, now that the matter has come to this, he can only nod with a smile and say: "That's right, young master, you don't have to worry about anything else. As long as you two families have reached an agreement, I will be the middleman and go to the Holy Mother to ask for a decree for marriage."
Having said that, if Zhu Yi doesn’t come up with a solid reason, it will seem a bit disrespectful.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Yi said seriously.
“Now that Shibo has said this, my nephew must be honest. In the early years when my father was here, although our two families were family friends, we were never related by marriage. Now...”
At this point, Zhu Yi paused. Seeing that Zhang and Shi also became serious, he continued.
“With all due respect, my nephew, the Chengguo Palace is in a precarious situation, and the British government has too much to take care of itself. The third master is in jail and his situation is unknown. Last time, Chen Shibo and others came, and my nephew also expressed his attitude.”
"At this time, Shibo came to propose marriage. This..."
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