Chapter 25: Zhao Zhen has stood up!

Tokyo, Imperial Palace.

In the back garden, under the bright sunny sky,

the Great Song's only "punching bag" was sitting in a chair, holding his waist.

"Your Majesty, does the Imperial Kitchen need to help you prepare some tonic?"

Leaning in to speak, the eunuch beside him quickly lowered his head.

"No need, I'll just rest for a while!"

Raising his hand to refuse the eunuch's words, Zhao Zhen didn't know whether he should enjoy or be forced to accept all of this.

Ever since Imperial Consort Pang changed into a pair of leg stockings called black silk two days ago, everything had become different.

Even as the Great Song's "punching bag," Zhao Zhen had his dignity, which was that he absolutely could not say he couldn't do it!

But he hadn't expected Imperial Consort Pang's methods to become more and more numerous. Besides black silk, she even wore light, thin gauze in the room.

That looming figure was simply something Zhao Zhen couldn't resist!

Just like that, in a short two days, the originally weak Zhao Zhen could now only support his waist to attend the morning court.

Facing the "scolding" of officials like Bao Zheng, he could only say he had twisted his waist.

But he was so pale; if it were any man, who wouldn't know?

"Your Majesty, I heard Young Master Pang has entered the palace again!"

Leaning in beside Zhao Zhen, the eunuch said this news in a low voice.

"What? Pang Yu has entered the palace again?"

Widening his eyes, Zhao Zhen's face became even paler after hearing this.

Because it was from the first time Pang Yu entered the palace that Imperial Consort Pang changed.

If this happened a few more times, could he, Zhao Zhen, really hold up?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen quickly turned around: "Notify the Imperial Kitchen to add tonics for me these days!"

"Your Majesty, it is said that Heavenly Human has a type of medicine that can help with excitement. Does Your Majesty need me to go take a look?"

Gazing at Zhao Zhen, the eunuch asked.

"Heavenly Human? Where have I heard this name before?"

Asking the eunuch, Zhao Zhen assumed a comfortable position.

"The items brought by Young Master Pang are all from Heavenly Human! And they have a slight misunderstanding with Fanlou!"

Looking at Zhao Zhen, the eunuch explained with a smile.

And gazing at the eunuch beside him, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but tease: "Oh, tell me, what kind of misunderstanding!"

"Fanlou saw Heavenly Human open not far away and worried about losing business, so they sent someone to steal the Golden Toad..."

After the eunuch finished speaking with a face full of mockery, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Hahaha, the master of Fanlou is also an interesting person! How did Heavenly Human respond?"

"Heavenly Human set up two catapults on the roof, aimed directly at Fanlou. I estimate that the two are still fighting a geomancy battle!"

Explaining to Zhao Zhen, the eunuch laughed.

"Who opened that Heavenly Human?"

After listening to the eunuch's words, Zhao Zhen became interested in Heavenly Human.

"Your Majesty, Heavenly Human was opened by the Imperial Son-in-Law who is about to marry Princess Yingxing in five days, Zhang Cheng!"

Leaning in beside Zhao Zhen, the eunuch laughed.

"Oh, so he is my brother-in-law!"

After listening to the eunuch's words, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but stand up: "The weather is nice today, why not go out in disguise?"

"As Your Majesty pleases!"

Standing beside Zhao Zhen, the eunuch smiled.

Censor and Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices Mansion.

Zhang Cheng looked at Zhang Erhe in disbelief: "No, what did you say? The one I'm marrying is Princess Yingxing?"

"That's right, why are you so excited, child? Could it be that, just like the rumors say, you fell in love with her at first sight! If that's the case, you'll have to pay me back the silver!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Zhang Erhe couldn't help but tease.

"Who, who is ruining my reputation!"

Roaring angrily, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but roar.

Suddenly hearing Zhang Cheng's roar, Wang Erya, who was passing by, quickly turned and left.

Because this matter seemed to be something she had chatted about with her sisters in the pleasure house, and then it evolved into this!

"Aiya, what are you talking about, child? Isn't this a good thing? Lovers finally getting married!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Zhang Erhe laughed.

"It's one thing for you to make me your foster son, and marrying a princess is no problem either, but the problem is, the Princess Yingxing's husband was killed by me!"

Staring at Zhang Erhe in shock, Zhang Cheng didn't know how to complain anymore.

Originally, he thought he would be like the Prince of Dali, singing "A Cut of Plum" on the day of the wedding.

But he hadn't expected that instead of being a cheap son-in-law, he had become Zhao Zhen's brother-in-law!

Is Princess Yingxing pretty? Of course, she's not bad!

But what's the problem? Chen Shimei's grave grass hasn't even grown yet!

If one night Princess Yingxing thought of Chen Shimei, would he, Zhang Mouren, still be alive? Whether he could see the sun the next day would be a question!

"Add money. I'm telling you, this matter must have more money!"

Looking at Zhang Erhe earnestly, Zhang Cheng turned serious.

Because marrying the princess before was at most uncomfortable for a while, but now it was different; it was uncomfortable for a lifetime!

"What, you're crazy, child? You still want to add money? Do you think I'm printing jiaozi?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, Zhang Erhe hadn't expected that right before the wedding, he would raise the price on himself.

"Either add money, or we'll see each other at the vegetable market!"

Looking at Zhang Erhe before him, Zhang Cheng stared at him.

"Aiya, what a big deal, why make a scene at the vegetable market? How much do you want? Give me a number, and I'll scrape it together for you!"

When Zhang Erhe heard the three words "vegetable market," he immediately became amiable.

"At least one hundred thousand taels. I can't touch the princess, but I need at least five concubines. The housing prices in Bianliang are high; you can't expect me to raise them in the Princess Mansion, right? Food, drink, housing, and travel—which one doesn't need silver..."

Just as Zhang Cheng was counting on his fingers, he suddenly froze in place.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Zhang Erhe frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

"One hundred thousand taels doesn't seem to be enough..."

Looking at Zhang Erhe awkwardly, Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched.

"Five hundred thousand taels, that's settled. One more copper coin, and we'll see each other at the vegetable market!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Zhang Erhe couldn't help but gasp, because this bastard still wanted to raise the price; it was simply too much!

Fortunately, he had earned quite a bit of private money over the years; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to be this imperial relative!

Heavenly Human.

Like a graceful young master, Zhao Zhen was looking at everything before him with blurred eyes.

Because this place was truly too luxurious; it was even more brilliant than his imperial palace!

Just as Zhao Zhen was appreciating the dance that was as startling as a startled swan, the eunuch beside him had already lit a cigarette.

Looking at the cigarette in the eunuch's hand, Zhao Zhen asked: "What is this?"

"Your Majesty, this is a cigarette, it refreshes the mind!"

Handing over a cigarette, the eunuch smiled.

Although he was a eunuch, no one had ever said that eunuchs couldn't visit Heavenly Human!

"Puff!"

Exhaling mist from his mouth, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but let his eyes shine: "This thing, it's quite interesting!"

"Your Majesty, there is also this here!"

Pointing at a board of small blue beans, the eunuch whispered an explanation in his ear.

"Oh, is this thing so magical?"

Looking at the eunuch in surprise, Zhao Zhen's eyes were already shining.

But just after appreciating the dance, Zhao Zhen intended to go back and try it. However, the moment he walked out the door, he froze in place.

"Whoosh!"

Walking with his head down and fast steps, Zhao Zhen was afraid of being discovered.

And watching Zhao Zhen flash past, Bao Zheng held a cigarette in his hand: "Strange, why do I feel like I saw His Majesty?"

"His Majesty? That's impossible, right?"

Standing beside Bao Zheng, the Eighth Prince bit his cigarette, his face full of doubt.

But just after the two finished speaking, a woman stepped forward. Enjoying the service, Bao Zheng and the Eighth Prince threw this matter to the back of their minds. After all, how could His Majesty be here? Wouldn't he be afraid of being criticized?

Zhao Zhen:...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 26 =====