"Zhiyuan, don't worry, Sister Muyue and I already have a preliminary plan." Fang Zhihan didn't tell Zhang Zhiyuan about the medication, otherwise he was afraid that he would not agree.

"I want to marry you now." Zhang Zhiyuan's inner insecurity is too strong.

Both of them knew that it was impossible now, but one wanted to marry, and the other wanted to marry.

Zhulan looked at the two people snuggled together, covered her snicker, she was really happy for her own young lady, and after laughing, Zhulan went to take it seriously.

Until dusk, the two were reluctant to separate, and Zhang Zhiyuan went straight to Zhang County's courtyard after returning home.

"Yuan'er, it's good to come back, it's been a long time since my mother has seen you." Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes narrowed with a smile at the moment.

"Mother, the child will come to you later, where is my father?"

"It's not in the study yet, go, my mother will go and tell the kitchen to make some supplements, and give me a good supplement."

Zhang Zhiyuan came to Zhang Xianling's room, and the man with a scar on his forehead was also there, Zhang Zhiyuan shouted, "Uncle Zhang." ”

"Childe is polite, master, I'll step back first."

After Zhang Xianling put away the envelope on the table, he asked, "Why did you come back?" ”

Zhang Zhiyuan knelt down in front of Zhang Xianling, but he was taken aback.

"Dad, the child needs your consent for something, please agree first." Zhang Zhiyuan knelt straight.

Zhang Zhiyuan's eyebrows jumped, what kind of moth does this kid want, his son still understands, this is for fear that he will not agree.

"What's the matter, get up and talk about it."

"Dad, you promise me first."

"Stinky boy, you dare to threaten Lao Tzu, get up and talk to me." Zhang Xianling was fierce in his mouth, and his hand was very honest and helped his son up.

However, as soon as Zhang Zhiyuan spoke, Zhang Xianling was almost so frightened that he didn't fall.

"What do you say? Tell me again. Zhang Xianling couldn't believe it, thinking that he had misheard.

"Dad, I ask to marry Fang Zhihan, the granddaughter of Master Fang, please agree." Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes stared at his father firmly.

"You're going to be mad at me. Don't talk about this kind of joke. Zhang Xianling sat on the chair and patted his chest.

"Dad, I'm not joking." Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes were stubborn.

"You rebel!" Zhang Xianling slapped the table.

"There are many good girls in the world, why do you have to ask to marry the daughter of the Fang family, do you think your father has lived long enough? How can the daughter of the Fang family dare to think about it from a small family like us, don't you know that her father is a Dali Temple? Her uncle, her third uncle, which is not a high-ranking official. ”

"Dad, I know that the Fang family is prominent, and the child is not attached to it, but really likes Miss Fang, and asks Dad to fulfill it." Zhang Zhiyuan didn't expect his father to be so repulsive, but he didn't want to give up.

Zhang Xianling looked at Zhang Zhiyuan and sighed, how could he have such a stubborn son, is it so easy to be a son-in-law of Chenglong.

"She is the person that the third prince has a crush on." For the sake of his son, Zhang Xianling didn't care about saying the rights and wrongs of a little girl in front of his son.

Although the people are not in the capital, they are officials, and they don't pay attention to the dynamics of the capital all the time, and Zhang Xianling also has his own connections to know this kind of news.

Zhang Zhiyuan let out a sneer, "What about the third prince!" Is it difficult to be strong? ”

"Father tells you, yes, the third prince wants our lives like pinching a grasshopper to death."

No one knows the reputation of the three princes for being brutal and unkind.

"Dad, I beg you, you can agree, those are all rumors. Dad, you believe in the child, and the child will definitely be famous. Zhang Zhiyuan knelt down again.

"Get up." Zhang Xianling nodded. My own stupid son, hey, let's go, let's go!

"Dad, you agree!" Zhang Zhiyuan cheered.

Zhang Xianling sighed, son, you will either rise step by step in the future, or you will be in the abyss.

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