"..." Zhao Song asked, "Do you have any leads on a marriage arrangement for the Second Son?"
Zhao Hanzhang gave him a guilty smile.
Seeing this, Zhao Song snorted coldly, "Not even a shadow of it, yet you dare to guarantee that his son can take over the Clan Leader position in twenty years?"
"Aren't you afraid that he might not even have a son in twenty years?"
Zhao Hanzhang: "No son, daughters can do too. By then, she can marry someone into the family, as long as the person's character is respectable."
Zhao Song, angry: "Am I talking about the child? I'm clearly talking about his marriage arrangement, and you haven't even set up a marriage for him now; who can say if he can marry a wife in twenty years!"
Zhao Song asked her, "What kind of wife do you want for him? I thought the ones I previously selected were quite good. If you had listened to me and arranged a marriage two years ago, he could have married before you went off to war, and by now the child would almost be born."
