Zhu Su would certainly take this matter very seriously; his position as the Imperial Clan Commander was not just for show, but something he was truly responsible for.

Remembering something, Zhu Su said somewhat embarrassedly, "Your Highness, my second daughter is of marriageable age. To my shame, I don't know when it started, but I have some dealings with the son of the late Imperial Guard of the Prince of Zhongshan's mansion."

Zhu Yunying immediately looked at Xu Yingxu, who was also stunned.

In all honesty, the first meritorious guard to be mentioned is undoubtedly the late third brother, Xu Tianfu. Xu Maoxian, the son of the third brother, was such an honest boy; how did he end up having dealings with the second daughter of Prince Zhou?

Zhu Su didn't care about all that and said, "We have seen Xu Maoxian before. He is quite sensible and diligent. If Your Highness agrees, I think we can ask Your Highness to grant us this marriage."

It's perfectly acceptable for Little Zhu to arrange a marriage for his aunt's generation. After all, Little Zhu is the future successor of the Ming Dynasty, and most importantly, he is Zhu Su's daughter, so he can only be granted the title of Princess.

Xu Yingxu was quick to realize what was happening. This wasn't about his nephew having any dealings with the second daughter of the Prince of Zhou; it was simply that His Highness the Prince of Zhou had his eye on Xu Maoxian and was trying to make a move first. His nephew was quite promising, sensible, and handsome—he was sure to be in high demand.

Little Zhu was overjoyed and said, "Great! Let's grant this marriage! It's settled then, and we'll make the decisions about my cousin's affairs!"

Xu Yingxu was on the verge of tears; his nephew had been tricked. And his other nephew had also fallen into a deep pit.

Zhu Su smiled happily, having found a good son-in-law for his daughter, something to be happy about. As for whether this was deceiving the Crown Prince, those were trivial matters and not worth worrying about; neither the Emperor Emeritus nor His Majesty would care.

At worst, he could slip away for a while to avoid the limelight. Everyone said that Prince Wu of the Ming Dynasty was most skilled at this trick, but Zhu Su would only sneer: This trick was taught to my nephew Yunhu!

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