Zhang Yuan was completely speechless. He wanted to explain further, but he felt that it would be pointless. He could only say, "I've almost finished the things that were left over from a while ago. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Crown Prince and ask him for a few days' leave. Then we'll get married. Well, we'll also need to find a fortune teller to choose a date. After all, the wedding should be grand."

...

The next day, rumors spread that Lord Zhang Yuan had come back to life and actually took the initiative to find the prince and tell him that he was going to get married. The prince immediately agreed and said that he would definitely come to congratulate him in person on the wedding day.

It was a great honor to have the Crown Prince come to congratulate him on his wedding. To this end, Zhang Yuan sent out invitations widely, inviting basically all his colleagues, both familiar and unfamiliar, even his rivals. After all, no one would embarrass him at the wedding, right? Everyone still followed the rules.

"Sir, I've compared your horoscopes with those of Miss Xie. They're truly a match made in heaven. If you marry Miss Xie, not only will your career be smooth sailing, you'll achieve even greater success, but your family will also be filled with children and grandchildren. In all my years of matchmaking, this is the first time I've seen such a perfect match. It's truly remarkable." The fortune teller stroked his beard and bowed, saying, "Congratulations, sir!"

Zhang Yuan was overjoyed. It seemed that his impulsive decision was the right one.

Xie Zhihui on the side admired the Qinghe people's meticulousness. Although this fortune teller was indeed a native of Zhongxing Prefecture and his ancestors had been fortune tellers for generations, which could not be fake, her own horoscope, huh, was completely made up by Wang Zuo and others based on Zhang Yuan's horoscope. If this effect could not be achieved, it meant that there was really something wrong with this fortune teller.

Finally, the wedding was set for July 10th, the eighth year of Tianxian. The fortune teller said that day was a good day.