Chapter 40: Zhao Pan'er seeks help!

Tokyo, Bianliang,

Princess Mansion,

Under the brilliant crystal lamp, Princess Yingxing was lying on the bed, weakly raising her jade hand.

And just at this moment, Zhang Cheng stood up, revealing his broad shoulders.

Looking at the man before her, Princess Yingxing couldn't help but say, "Husband, why be so busy? Even if we don't do anything, we can still enjoy a life of luxury."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at Princess Yingxing and became serious.

"Oh, Husband, I’m just feeling sorry for you! If you don't like it, I won't say it in the future!"

Getting up with difficulty, Princess Yingxing helped Zhang Cheng tie his clothes.

And just at this moment, Zhang Cheng turned around and said, "There were no problems with Feng Suzhen, right?"

"Temporarily no problems, but the Empress Dowager noticed something!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Princess Yingxing hurriedly explained.

"The Empress Dowager? That’s a trouble!"

Rubbing his head, Zhang Cheng’s face revealed a speechless expression.

Because after Feng Suzhen became the Imperial Son-in-Law, it took him a lot of effort to settle this matter.

If it weren't for the "wise helper" Princess Yingxing "deceiving those above and hiding from those below," he guessed he would have gone to the vegetable market with Feng Suzhen long ago!

But this wasn't a long-term solution; he had to find a way to make the Princess pregnant!

But the problem was, Feng Suzhen was a woman!

Just as Zhang Cheng was thinking, light appeared on his face.

The child doesn't necessarily have to be his own; isn't "civet cat for crown prince" good?

You must know, the Princess Feng Suzhen married was someone who was slashed by "her" stunning beauty; otherwise, she wouldn't have wanted to marry her!

And even knowing Feng Suzhen’s identity, the Princess had no complaints.

Because what she cared about wasn't gender, but appearance!

Thinking of the ancient people’s character of eating everything, Zhang Cheng was also quite scared and swallowed his saliva.

"Don't worry, Husband, I will go into the palace to accompany the Empress Dowager to play mahjong more often recently, so that I can distract her!"

Leaning on Zhang Cheng’s shoulder, Princess Yingxing’s face revealed a charming expression.

"In that case, then thank you, Madam!"

Supporting Princess Yingxing’s chin, Zhang Cheng also laughed.

A moment later, a luxurious carriage slowly left the Princess Mansion.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhang Cheng poured hot tea and said, "Cousin, how is the situation in Dali?"

"Hard to say, Wang Ping has already sent troops to train, but there are still many people who can't catch their breath!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu spoke seriously.

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, because Tubo didn't just have scenery, it had altitude sickness!

If they wanted to overcome this, they would need at least a year or two of preparation.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng left behind quite a few high-power radios when he left, which could keep communication with Dali, otherwise, in this era where transportation relied on walking and communication relied on shouting, even if Wang Ping and the others rebelled, he guessed he would still be in Bianliang happily.

"Tell Wang Ping to recruit the herdsmen of the Tubo tribes; as long as they are willing to come, give them money, give them land, give them wives!"

Thinking of the faith of the Tubo tribes and the Living Buddha system, Zhang Cheng understood that they basically didn't treat herdsmen as people.

"Give money, give land, I can think of that, but give wives? Do we have any?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with curiosity, Situ Yaozu was stunned.

"Are you stupid? South Asia has so many women, are you keeping them for the New Year? Notify the other countries to offer ten thousand beauties every year, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!"

Playing with the iron balls in his palm, Zhang Cheng spoke seriously.

Because of the high terrain and altitude sickness, he couldn't fight Tubo for the time being, but couldn't he handle that group of little rascals in South Asia?

Hearing Zhang Cheng’s words, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but ask, "If we start a war like this, logistics supplies will be very tight!"

"Don't worry, I’m here!"

Comforting Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng laughed.

With the Exchange Mall, he could pierce through the world with instant noodles!

Seeing Zhang Cheng so confident, Situ Yaozu also said, "Then should we let Xiong Jizong go back?"

"Hurry and send this unlucky thing away; I almost got sent to the dragon-head guillotine by him last time!"

Speaking with disdain, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cover his face.

Because Xiong Jizong really thought they were still in South Asia, wanting to do whatever he wanted?

"General, are you looking for Old Xiong?"

Probing his big head, Xiong Jizong couldn't help but be curious.

"Let you go back to South Asia to lead troops, are you happy?"

Looking at Xiong Jizong, Situ Yaozu smiled.

"I’m not going back! The Great Song is so prosperous, Old Xiong hasn't enjoyed enough yet!"

Hearing Situ Yaozu’s words, Xiong Jizong refused.

Watching Xiong Jizong with a twitching mouth, Zhang Cheng was also speechless; good fellow, he was fine when he came, but now he didn't want to go back!

Imperial Palace, Back Garden,

Under the warm sunshine, Imperial Consort Pang, pushing a children’s carriage, looked at the child with a smile.

Standing to the side, Zhao Zhen was also full of smiles at this moment.

Acting as a guard, Bai Yutang yawned, holding the Juque Sword in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Cheng coming over, Bai Yutang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Hey, I said I’d be your guard, but why did you send me into the palace!"

"What are you afraid of? You’re not a eunuch!"

Looking at Bai Yutang suspiciously, Zhang Cheng was puzzled.

Watching Zhang Cheng with a twitching mouth, Bai Yutang clenched his fists and said, "Let me out quickly, otherwise I’ll kill you!"

"You’re crazy, actually talking to me like this inside the Imperial City, do you know... I’ll find a way, you put the sword down first!"

Just as Zhang Cheng intended to use his status as Imperial Son-in-Law to suppress Bai Yutang, he saw the Juque Sword resting on his neck.

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Bai Yutang made a fist-clenching gesture and said, "If I don't go out, you don't think about going out either! I believe His Majesty would be very willing to see you with me protecting the Imperial Prince!"

"Hmm!"

Looking at Bai Yutang in fear, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tremble; because she wanted to "castrate" him!

"Brother-in-law, why are you here!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng appear, Zhao Zhen was happy.

Because it was precisely the various things Zhang Cheng sent, and Bai Yutang, that allowed the Imperial Prince to successfully escape several dangers!

So for Zhang Cheng, Zhao Zhen was very fond of him.

After all, in this day and age, such a "sensible" brother-in-law was already rare!

"Zhang Xinzhi, pays respects to His Majesty!"

Stepping forward and cupping his hands, Zhang Cheng hurriedly revealed a smile, then took out two boards of things from his bosom: "Use them sparingly!"

"Hmm!"

Patting Zhang Cheng’s shoulder, Zhao Zhen laughed.

And watching the transaction between the two, Bai Yutang couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Because as a chivalrous woman, she never thought that Zhao Zhen, as the Emperor, could actually make such a "transaction" with his brother-in-law!

And just after Situ Yaozu came up to hand over a pile of things, Imperial Consort Pang happily said, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Son-in-Law should be rewarded heavily!"

"Naturally, this is one of our own!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile, Zhao Zhen was also happy.

And just after the three chatted for a while, Zhang Cheng turned and left the palace.

However, just at this moment, someone ran to the carriage and said, "Zhao Pan'er of Qiantang, seeks an audience with the Imperial Son-in-Law!"

"Zhao Pan'er? You came to Bianliang?"

Looking at Zhao Pan'er with curiosity, Zhang Cheng lifted the carriage curtain and asked in surprise.

"Yes, Imperial Son-in-Law, this time Zhao Pan'er has something to ask!"

Handing over the jade pendant Zhang Cheng gave her in the past, Zhao Pan'er had a difficult expression.

Looking at Zhao Pan'er, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, this Imperial Son-in-Law has always liked to 'help others'!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with suspicion, Situ Yaozu and Xiong Jizong were stunned for a moment, because when did he have this hobby?