Chapter 15

A few days later, Kaifeng Prefecture.

Inside the yamen.

Looking at Gongsun Ce, who was becoming increasingly depressed, Bao Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Gongsun has been a bit restless lately!"

"My Lord, don't blame me, I just haven't figured some things out!"

Hearing Bao Zheng’s words, Gongsun Ce hurriedly told him about the gambling.

And after listening to Gongsun Ce’s words, Bao Zheng was also shocked: "What, you knew that gambling in prison was wrong, and you still gambled with him!"

Looking at Gongsun Ce in surprise, Bao Zheng always felt that Zhan Zhao had been acting strange lately; so it turned out the Juque Sword was gone!

"My Lord, this is all my fault. I originally wanted to suppress this person’s arrogance, but I didn't expect that one slip would lead to eternal regret!"

Hearing Bao Zheng’s words, Gongsun Ce also felt a bit ashamed.

"What about the betel nut and cigarettes?"

Looking at Gongsun Ce, Bao Zheng also wanted to try the feeling of betel nut plus cigarettes.

"Guard Zhan has already gone to get them! Recently, the two of us have been consuming a bit much, but these two things are indeed able to refresh the mind! And reduce fatigue!"

Looking at Bao Zheng, Gongsun Ce explained.

Before long, Zhan Zhao returned.

Just as he was holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand, Gongsun Ce immediately noticed the pack of betel nut in his other hand.

Kaifeng Prefecture, in the main hall.

Bao Zheng, with a cigarette in his hand, was chewing betel nut: "These two things are really good, the fatigue was cleared away in an instant!"

Feeling the hot sweat coming out, Bao Zheng couldn't help but get excited.

"Yes, Lord Bao, I don't feel right all over if I don't smoke for a day now!"

Hearing Bao Zheng’s words, Zhan Zhao, who was to the side, laughed.

But just then, a yamen runner came from outside: "Lord Bao, the Censor-in-Chief and Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices requests an audience!"

"Zhang Erhe? Wait, what is he here for?"

Thinking of Zhang Erhe, a look of doubt appeared on Bao Zheng’s face.

Because he didn't have much interaction with these Censors-in-Chief.

"Hahaha, Lord Bao, long time no see, long time no see!"

Greeting him with a face full of smiles, Zhang Erhe walked in with Situ Yaozu following him.

"Vice Minister Zhang, may I ask what brings you here this time?"

Looking at Zhang Erhe in front of him, Bao Zheng asked seriously.

Because under his governance, there was no such thing as favoritism or breaking the law in Kaifeng Prefecture.

"Oh, Lord Bao, this matter is all my fault. My good-for-nothing foster son actually offended the Empress Dowager..."

Just as Zhang Erhe was explaining, Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce, who was to the side, were both stunned.

Because how could Zhang Erhe have a foster son? Didn't he only have one biological son, Zhang Dingding?

Although Zhang Dingding was also a playboy, compared to the "stubborn" Pang Yu, he could be considered kind!

Pang Yu: I’ll say it again, I didn't move the treasury!

Pang Ji: You wicked son, still arguing, go, whip dipped in wine...

Imperial Consort Pang: Brother, just confess!

"Vice Minister Zhang says so, could it be that you have obtained the Emperor’s message?"

Looking at Zhang Erhe curiously, Bao Zheng was confused.

He had originally imprisoned Zhang Cheng because he was afraid that this "ignorant" young man would encounter danger.

But now it seemed his background wasn't weak either.

Censor-in-Chief and Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, this was a second-rank official!

Zhang Dingding: My father is Zhang Erhe! Do you understand?

Situ Yaozu: To survive in the world, it turns out you have to talk about background and power!

Zhang Cheng: Cousin, don't be afraid, cousin will cover you after I finish my studies!

"I have already pleaded with the Emperor, this time it is to let him marry the princess..."

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhang Erhe smiled very happily.

"Marry the princess!"

Looking at Zhang Erhe in shock, Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce were both dumbfounded.

Even Zhan Zhao couldn't help but widen his eyes: "No, wasn't the princess’s husband Chen Shimei killed by him as a prosecutor?"

"Hey hey hey, you can't say that, that was clearly Chen Shimei’s own doing, how can you blame my foster son!"

Speaking seriously, Zhang Erhe became solemn.

"High, Vice Minister Zhang!"

Giving a thumbs-up, Bao Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

Because the princess’s husband Chen Shimei had just been executed, the princess could be said to have become a lonely person!

Zhang Erhe using a foster son to marry the princess not only became a royal relative but also solved the Emperor’s trouble; it was simply killing two birds with one stone!

"Not at all, Lord Bao, you flatter me! Hahahaha!"

Laughing proudly, Zhang Erhe couldn't help but feel excited about his own calculation.

Because just when everyone didn't know whether they should abandon their sons, Zhang Erhe’s foster son had already appeared!

Even if Zhang Cheng had a conflict with the princess, wasn't that just a small problem between husband and wife?

Besides, even if husband and wife quarreled, wasn't that just a matter of the bed?

In the Kaifeng Prefecture prison.

Zhang Erhe followed Bao Zheng, Zhan Zhao, and the others inside.

But after seeing Zhang Cheng in the cell, everyone couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

Because at this moment, Zhang Cheng was holding a limited edition "Illustrated Guide" and carefully pondering it.

As for Bai Yutang, who was to the side, she was excitedly hugging the Juque Sword.

This was also the main reason she hadn't come to disturb Zhang Cheng!

"Foster son, you are here, how have you been!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Zhang Erhe hurriedly asked with concern.

"Foster son? Bai Yutang, your father is here!"

Kicking Bai Yutang, who was to the side, Zhang Cheng shouted.

"Your father is here! My father left long ago!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng’s words, Bai Yutang couldn't help but get angry.

"Cousin, he really is your foster father!"

Just when Zhang Cheng was confused, Situ Yaozu hurriedly ran out and shouted.

"What the hell, my foster father?"

Looking at Situ Yaozu in disbelief, Zhang Cheng widened his eyes in astonishment.

No, he had only lived in Kaifeng Prefecture for a few days, how did he even have a foster father?

"I am the Censor-in-Chief and Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Zhang Erhe explained.

"Father Zhang Erhe?"

Stunned, Zhang Cheng hurriedly raised his head.

"Oh, you child, you are too smart, I am your foster father!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng excitedly, Zhang Erhe explained.

"Cousin, damn you!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu in astonishment, how could Zhang Cheng not understand that this was his doing?

"Cousin, accept your fate, this is marrying the princess!"

Turning his head guiltily, Situ Yaozu didn't dare to face Zhang Cheng at all.

Because this could be considered selling his brother for glory!

"What the hell, marry the princess?"

Looking at Situ Yaozu in shock, Zhang Cheng had just stepped out of the prison when he grabbed Bai Yutang: "I don't want to marry the princess, I want to go back!"

"Quick, pull my foster son out!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng’s actions, Zhang Erhe also roared.

Stepping forward to help, Zhan Zhao showed a ferocious smile, because he had lost for so long, and finally found a chance to take revenge.

"Bastard, don't pull my pants, I’ll kill you!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng grabbing his pants, Bai Yutang also roared.

After struggling for a long time, Zhang Cheng was still carried away by Zhan Zhao and a group of yamen runners.

"I don't want to marry the princess, I don't want to..."

Roaring desperately, Zhang Cheng finally felt the darkness of the Northern Song.

Because he thought of that Prince of Dali.

Prince of Dali: I am truly in love with the princess... Ugh!

Zhang Cheng: Snowflakes drifting, north wind whistling, the world is vast...

Inside the mansion of the Censor-in-Chief and Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices.

Zhang Cheng looked at Zhang Erhe in front of him: "300,000 taels of silver, your son goes to marry the princess!"

"No, I’ll give you 400,000 taels, you go!"

Shaking his head, Zhang Erhe became serious immediately.

"Deal!"

Looking at Zhang Erhe seriously, Zhang Cheng stood up immediately.

And looking at this scene, Situ Yaozu was stunned: "Cousin, you..."

"Cousin, the princess is not important, what’s important is money!"

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zhang Cheng turned his head: "It doesn't matter, it’s just a little dignity, cousin can handle it!"

"Cousin!" Situ Yaozu.

"Cousin!" Zhang Cheng.

"Are we going to the brothel tonight?" Zhang Dingding.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let’s go!"

Standing at the door and waving, Zhang Cheng looked at the two people behind him in astonishment.