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Chapter seven hundred and eighty-eight is still a son(2/2)

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment and then said: "It's nothing, we are thinking about it, maybe you will have good news. This baby will probably be a girl, you have to make up a good word!"

Zhang Ximeng smiled and sighed: "If it's really a girl, I have nothing else to ask for. It's too tiring to raise a kid. If it's a girl, I just pamper her!"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but said: "Good girl, good girl indeed! If sir, you are afraid of getting tired, this girl is ours to take care of, and we will help you get tired!"

Zhang Ximeng gave Lao Zhu a blank look, why are you always thinking about my children?

While they were chatting, Zhang Dingbian suddenly said: "Prime Minister Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, the third person in your family is also a young master!"

"What?" Zhang Ximeng was startled, "You, you can tell fortunes?"

Zhang Ding grabbed his beard and said: "Forget it before, but then we stopped fighting, and we have picked it up again in the past few years. By the way, Mr. Zhang, Your Majesty has given us permission to return to the Ming Dynasty. I plan to become a Taoist priest. Mr. Zhang thinks that I should go

Where is the right place?”

Zhang Ximeng blinked, "If you are willing to become a monk, then go to Wudang Mountain! That's a great place!"

(End of chapter)
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