Chapter 327 The most silly marriage gift in history

Everyone here should know whether Song Zhiyu is married or not, but everyone pretends not to know.

Lord Shen poured wine silently, ignoring the gazes coming from around him. I felt distressed, but I didn't say anything.

Emperor Chu watched these ministers tear each other with great interest.

Song Zhiyuan said: "My brother is indeed not yet engaged, but he cannot match Princess Dongyang. As Fan Xiang said, that boy is useless except for one face. How can he be worthy of Princess Dongyang?"

"Whether you deserve it or not, King Dingbei has the final say, but Song Xiang doesn't say it!" Fan Xiang said with a smile.

As the prime minister, Fan Xiang naturally thought that it would be so embarrassing to marry the Song family and King Dingbei. It was just a sandwich board. When two families got married, the emperor would definitely be afraid of the Song family, and then Song Zhiyuan would definitely be walking on thin ice.

He was so happy to see this, so that this dead boy knew that the king and his subjects were always the king and his subjects, and their relationship was always more important than the country.

As long as the emperor has ideas about Song Zhiyuan, he can disrupt the matter, so he has to make the marriage happen!

Song Zhiyuan guessed Fan Xiang’s idea somewhat. If he and Song Ci had not discussed the pros and cons about this matter, they would really feel that this matter was very troublesome like Fan Xiang.

But now, what does he mean?

The Song family has no concubines in the palace, and they have not participated in the fight for the crown prince. Even if they want to rebel, there must be a reason to rebel. Where did the Song family come from?

As for whether they will be afraid in many years, that will be the future. At that time, the Song family was not as weak as it is now!

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyuan would not make Fan Xiang so proud, and pretended to be anxious: "Fan Xiang really respects my young brother. If you can catch your eyes, you have to be a matchmaker. It's really his blessing!"

Fan Xiang curled the corner of his lips, was he anxious? That's right!

When Emperor Chu saw this, he smiled and asked King Dingbei: "What do you think about King Dingbei? The youngest brother of the Prime Minister Song has not been engaged, but he is very attractive to you? That's a handsome talent. I'll give marriage to Princess Dongyang and Song Zhiyu?"

Before King Dingbei had spoken, Fan Xiang had already bowed first and said, "As soon as the emperor opened his golden mouth, it was hard to pursue him. The old minister congratulated King Dingbei and Prime Minister Song for their good knots."

King Dingbei and Song Zhiyuan: “…”

"Since that's the case, it's such a pleasant decision. Eunuch Zhou, I will go to Dingbei Palace and Prime Minister Song's Palace to issue an edict tomorrow." Emperor Chu immediately made the decision.

"twitter."

King Dingbei and Song Zhiyuan stared at each other, happy?

Their client didn't say a word, how could he be so happy?

Fan Xiang smiled and said, "Song Xiang, are you so happy? Why don't you thank me? Are you dissatisfied with this marriage?"

"Fan Xiang is right, I am so happy and stupid!" Song Zhiyuan said to Fan Xiang with a smile on his face, then went out, lifted his official robe, and bowed: "I, thank you for your kindness."

"Don't give me a favor." Emperor Chu looked at the already stupid King Dingbei and said, "Kingbei, Song Zhiyu looks like Pan An. Your grandson will be handsome in the future, so don't worry!"

The King of Dingbei had no choice but to bow and bow: "The old minister thanked the holy grace."

The officials congratulated each other, but they said in their hearts that they had never seen such a joke or atrocious marriage. They seemed to be forced. It was so miserable that they were given a marriage, only in history.

On a certain Huaihe pleasure boat, Song Zhiyu pointed to the fat man on the opposite pleasure boat and said, "Liu Ning, you fat man, say it again!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed. I'll make a wish by setting up the lamp. I wish you a mother yaksha and be suppressed every night!" Liu Ning put his waist on his waist and pointed at the servant beside him: "So happy, I'll put ten river lanterns for you to make wishes, and I wish Song Yulang all his wishes come true!"

Song Zhiyu grabbed a shoe and smashed it over: "I'll suppress you!"

Bao Chengxuan: Brother, let me say, what you threw away is my shoes ahhhh!

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