"May I ask which family's daughter the Prime Minister has chosen for Ye Zhen?" Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long asked with a smile, taking the opportunity to inquire.
He was more than happy to see a capable, heavily armed fierce general like Ye Zhen settle down. Once he took a wife, he could quickly use a secret art to have a child. With the bonds of bloodline in place, it would be far less troublesome for him, as emperor, to control a minister like Ye Zhen.
Thus, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long was quite willing to facilitate this matter. Yet he found it strange. Just whose daughter had Ye Zhen taken a liking to, that Prime Minister Wen Gang would ask him to grant the marriage in Qiankun Hall?
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's gaze swept over the six Prince of Consultation who had come to court together today. Only the daughters—or even granddaughters—of these six princes could possibly warrant Prime Minister Wen Gang's personal intervention.
But upon thinking of this, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long could not help forming some unpleasant associations.
If a fierce commander like Ye Zhen married into the families of several Prince of Consultation who already held tremendous power, the consequences of such a marriage would be far-reaching. He would have to consider it carefully.
The other court officials were thinking much the same as the emperor. What concerned them more, however, was when Ye Zhen had managed to climb aboard Prime Minister Wen Gang's ship.
The only one whose expression looked rather unpleasant was First Prince Ji Ao!
He was currently throwing all his strength into dealing with Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen had already become his mortal enemy.
His enemy's friend was still his enemy.
Who knew when Ye Zhen had latched onto Prime Minister Wen Gang? It