Chapter 69 Uncle Deng, please marry Zhiruo to your nephew (Please read, vote for the monthly ticket, and recommend!)

Prince's East Palace.

"Marquis Deqing, from today on, you will return to the Governor's Office to take up your post."

In the main hall of the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace, Zhu Gang sat next to Zhu Biao. He looked at Liao Yongzhong below and spoke softly.

"I thank your majesty for your grace!"

Hearing the voice, Liao Yongzhong headed towards the direction of Kunning Palace and kowtowed excitedly.

Being reinstated was not what Liao Yongzhong asked for. After all, he was still a marquis, and his annual salary of 1,200 dan was enough for Liao Yongzhong to live a life of wealth and glory.

But who is Liao Yongzhong?

He was the great general who had followed Zhu Yuanzhang in his campaigns since the 15th year of Zhizheng in the Yuan Dynasty.

At this time, Liao Yongzhong was still in his prime. How could he stay at home idle and die in depression?
After all, as a general, one must fight in the battlefield and die on the battlefield, only then can one live up to the war he has fought in throughout his life.

Therefore, returning to the court and fighting for the Ming Dynasty was what Liao Yongzhong wanted, and it should also be what a real man wants.

"Lord Liao, as a subject, you should never try to guess the emperor's intentions."

"And if your majesty can give it to you, you can take it back."

"If you do it again, not only the King of Jin, but even I can't protect you."

Zhu Biao closed the memorial in his hand and looked at Liao Yongzhong.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I understand."

Liao Yongzhong stood up and clasped his fists again.

"Cough cough."

At this moment, Zhu Chong coughed twice.

As for Zhu Gang beside Zhu Biao, he was even more outrageous. He directly pushed the teacup next to him towards Zhu Biao.

In response, Zhu Biao's mouth twitched slightly.

These two brats, could it be possible that as the crown princes of a country, they could go back on their word?
"Ahem. Now that state affairs are over, it's time to take care of family matters. Uncle Liao, please sit down."

Afterwards, Zhu Biao raised his hand and motioned Liao Yongzhong to sit down, then he picked up the teacup and slowly walked towards Liao Yongzhong.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Seeing Zhu Biao walking towards him, Liao Yongzhong, who had already sat down, was about to stand up again, but was interrupted by Zhu Biao.

"Uncle Liao, no need to be so polite."

"Today, my nephew serves you tea. I hope you won't mind me."

"My nephew is in charge of state affairs and is the crown prince. Naturally, I cannot act on emotion. I will give an explanation to the world about what is right and wrong."

"But if I'm wrong, I'm wrong, so please don't blame me, Uncle Liao."

Zhu Biao handed over the teacup in his hand and bowed slightly again.

To the king, this is a great honor; to the minister, it is a great favor.

"Your Highness."

Seeing this, Liao Yongzhong was slightly shocked and wanted to speak.
"Uncle Liao, please."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhu Biao.

In response to this, Liao Yongzhong froze in his chair, not knowing whether to raise his hands or not, and he was just stuck there.

After all, Liao Yongzhong was a man and a general, and his mind was not as petty as that of the civil officials.

Besides, when did Liao Yongzhong ever blame Zhu Biao?

After all, the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang didn't whip him to death that day was because Zhu Biao begged for mercy until his death.

Then I really don't deserve this cup of tea.

"Uncle Liao, you don't want the prince to hold it up all the time, do you?"

Zhu Chong suddenly looked at Liao Yongzhong and spoke.

"Your Highness, although I am not the mastermind, I am still the culprit who killed the young King Ming."

"But Your Majesty still showed me leniency and forgave me for my past sins. Even if I die a thousand times, I cannot atone for my sins, nor can I repay your kindness."

"And if it weren't for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's plea that day, how could Liao Yongzhong be in this situation today?"

"So Liao Yongzhong cannot accept this cup of tea, let alone bear it." Hearing this, Liao Yongzhong took a deep breath, stood up, looked at Zhu Biao and kowtowed, saying: "Your Highness, please take back your order."

"Lord Liao, don't you want to lend me a helping hand?"

Zhu Biao looked at Liao Yongzhong who was kneeling in front of him, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Under the whole world, is it not the king's land, and the coast of the land is not the king's ministers."

"Liao Hou, you should understand."

Zhu Gang's voice also sounded.

When these words were spoken, not only Liao Yongzhong, but even Deng Yu, who was still sitting in his seat with a calm expression, was shocked.

"I, your Highness, will devote my life to your service until my death!"

Things have come to this point. If Liao Yongzhong still doesn't understand, there is no need for him to accept the cup of tea. He stood up decisively and took the teacup from Zhu Biao.

The tea was still warm, so he drank it all in one gulp before looking up at Zhu Biao.

"sit down."

Zhu Biao just revealed a satisfied smile, patted Liao Yongzhong on the shoulder again, and then returned to his seat.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Liao Yongzhong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao is worthy of being the son of Zhu Yuanzhang. He has a gentle and aura, but how could Liao Yongzhong hide the domineering power in his bones?

"Uncle Deng."

After this matter was completed, Zhu Chong hesitated for a while before looking at Deng Yu and speaking softly.

In response, Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao looked at each other again and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

After all, his failure to marry Deng Zhiruo had become a source of worry for Zhu Chong.

Besides, since we have already decided to discuss it with Deng Yu, it is unavoidable and there is nothing to worry about.

"His Royal Highness King Qin."

Looking at Qin Wang Zhu Chong, Deng Yu was stunned for a moment, then he bowed.

"My nephew wants to marry Sister Deng as his concubine. Please help me, Uncle Deng."

Zhu Chong gritted his teeth, stood up and looked at Deng Yudao.

Hearing this, Deng Yu first stared at him, then scratched his ears as if he didn't hear what Zhu Chong said clearly, "Your Highness, Prince Qin, what are you talking about?"

"My nephew would like to ask Uncle Deng to marry Sister Deng to me as a concubine." Zhu Chong gritted his teeth and spoke again.

Zhu Chong naturally understood that Deng Yu was pretending to be confused, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, so he had no choice but to go ahead with it.

"Concubine?"

As expected, Deng Yu's face darkened when he heard what Zhu Chong said. "Your Highness, Prince Qin, are you trying to humiliate me?"

"Uncle Deng, why do you say that? My nephew and Sister Deng have been childhood sweethearts. You know that."

"As for the principal wife, it was His Majesty who granted her marriage. It is for the sake of the country. Although I am helpless, for the sake of the country, I can only agree."

"But I promised Uncle Deng that if Uncle Deng married Sister Deng to me, I would do it."

"I must ask His Majesty to issue an order to welcome Sister Deng into the palace as the principal consort."

As he spoke, Zhu Chong looked at Deng Yu and bowed earnestly.

"Good boy, you used all your eloquence to find a wife."

Not to mention Deng Yu, even Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao at the top had a flash of displeasure in their eyes.

With Deng Yu's identity, if he really married Deng Zhiruo to Zhu Chong as a concubine.

Zhu Chong didn't even need to ask for an imperial decree. Zhu Yuanzhang would issue an order to marry Deng Zhiruo to a higher standard.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang still had to give face to his old brother.

But what made Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao angry was that Zhu Gang was so smart and clever, but he only used his intelligence when facing his father-in-law.

This really made the Zhu Gang brothers feel a little helpless, so it seems that they will have to spur Zhu Gang on in the future.

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