King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 147
Besides, Zhu Jinghong entered the palace gate, walked along the imperial road to the main hall of Qianqing Palace, and reported his intention to the eunuch on duty at the gate.

According to the current court system, even cabinet ministers do not come to see the emperor every day.

Normally, the emperor was reading the memorial at this time, and Zhu Xianming would not receive officials unless important ministers came to visit or planned to meet with them.

If Zhu Jinghong hadn't submitted the memorial on his behalf, the two of them would have knelt outside the gate of Qianqing for a whole day, and they probably wouldn't have been summoned.

"Master Thirteen, the Lord ordered you to go in!"

After only waiting for more than a dozen seconds, he was able to enter the hall smoothly, which is the treatment only a direct prince can have.

After tidying up his clothes and making sure there was no problem, Zhu Jinghong stepped into the hall.

Guided by the eunuch, he came to the Xinuang Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, and there were seven or eight ministers inside.

Looking away, everyone is high-ranking military officers, at least from the second rank.

You must know that the governor of the five armies' governor's mansion is also a real-time military attache of the third rank, who can be ordered by the emperor to lead the soldiers of the first battalion.

These military generals in front of them are already above the third rank, and their actual positions are at least those of the governor and Tongzhi, and they are already counted among the big men in the army.

Jia She, the first-rank military officer kneeling outside, has basically reached the peak of his military rank, and should have been treated like an honorable old man.

He, Jia She, is only in his fifties now, and he reached his current official rank ten years ago, which is actually a rare and strange thing in the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Jinghong appeared outside Nuan Pavilion, all the generals standing on the left and right turned their gazes over.

Of course, Zhu Xianming, who was sitting in the dragon chair directly in front of him, looked at Zhu Jinghong at this moment.

Stepping into the hall, Zhu Jinghong knelt down to pay homage: "My son, Zhu Jinghong, kowtow to my father!"

On this formal occasion, Zhu Jinghong never dared to neglect the due etiquette.

What made him curious was why the emperor let him in directly instead of waiting for the discussion with the generals.

"Get up!" Zhu Xianming's tone was cold, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood.

"Thank you, father!" Zhu Jinghong stood up cautiously.

"We were discussing just now that you killed the young lord of the Japanese shogunate and let him go back to spread the word. The generals are very puzzled. Tell me what's going on?"

The sudden question had nothing to do with Zhu Jinghong's prepared remarks, and it extremely tested his ability to adapt on the spot.

"Ah... shouldn't such a person be killed?" Zhu Jinghong pretended not to understand, and the answer seemed irrelevant.

The bearded military officer at the side asked: "Killing is the right thing to do, but why... Master Shisan wants to send someone back to pass the message?"

Zhu Jinghong knew this person, he was Niu Jizong, the descendant of Lord Zhen Guo, who is currently the Commander-in-Chief of the Central Army Commander-in-Chief, and a military attache who has achieved the pinnacle.

"That bastard harmed the common people, and he couldn't even write down Yingtian's bamboo after cutting down his evil deeds, so he should be slaughtered in a dignified way, and tell the Japanese that I am punishing him for the sky!"

"You want to say too much!" Zhu Xianming said with displeasure.

"Yes...it's too much to write about, these Japanese pirates are too damned!"

At this time, someone from the side complained: "Punishment for the heavens, it is upright, the thirteenth master said it well!"

This person is the father of Hou Jing, the descendant of Duke Xiu, and Hou Xiaokang, the current governor of the former military governor's mansion.

This was just a random question, Zhu Xianming didn't mean to blame him, so he didn't go any further.

"Okay, you go outside and wait!"

The emperor let Zhu Jinghong go out before he was done with business, really treating him as a tool man.

There is no way, the emperor is the biggest, and Zhu Jinghong can only go out, waiting quietly outside the Nuan Pavilion.

But he didn't just stand there, but listened carefully to the discussions in the Anglo-Campus.

The content of the discussion is mainly about the situation in the Northwest.

After the supply of military rations and ordnance was in place, the Junggar Khanate was obviously calmer, and the current discussion was whether to increase its troops.

Regarding this matter, Zhu Xianming was also very hesitant, mainly because of the financial pressure, because it was too expensive to send troops everywhere.

This also illustrates the truth that all problems are ultimately economic problems.

This discussion lasted for half an hour before finally agreeing on the result.

The previous plan to increase the first battalion was overturned, and it was changed to send an additional cavalry of the Guards to go north, and then adjust it according to the situation.

The generals gradually left, and Zhu Xianming ordered someone to send a message to the cabinet ministers, and then summoned Zhu Jinghong.

Inside the Nuan Pavilion, Zhu Xianming was drinking tea, glanced at Zhu Jinghong and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter!"

"My son is here to apologize!" Zhu Jinghong knelt on the ground with an extremely respectful expression.

However, Zhu Xianming did not respond, which made Zhu Jinghong nervous.

"My son was so bold that he lied to his father in the memorandum, and now he knows he was wrong!"

"This matter was planned by the son alone. He coerced the foreign officials and the guards into an accomplice. The son is responsible for all the crimes. I hope that the father will be severely punished!"

Having said that, Zhu Jinghong kowtowed again, waiting for the emperor to express his opinion.

"You're being honest..."

This is not a good word, and I don't know what else the old man wants... Zhu Jinghong secretly thought.

"You are the only one to blame, how bold!"

These words made Zhu Jinghong feel even more pressure. At this moment, he seemed to be waiting to be beheaded, but the butcher knife did not come down for a long time.

"Father beats and kills, son never complains!"

Boldly replied, Zhu Jinghong planned to take the initiative to take the initiative and give up the matter completely.

"only……"

Zhu Jinghong hesitated, and sure enough, the emperor asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that the minister has some credit after all. If the father punishes him too much, I'm afraid the government and the public will think that..."

Before Zhu Jinghong could finish speaking, Zhu Xianming took over the topic: "You think I don't distinguish between rewards and punishments, and I'm fatuous, don't you?"

"It's almost what it means!"

Hearing this, Zhu Xianming sneered and said goodbye: "In that case, I have to thank you!"

Zhu Jinghong quickly replied: "The son is wrong after all, so it's fine if the father doesn't punish him, and he never dares to think about rewarding him!"

Just now it was said that if you are guilty and accept punishment, now it means that you can not be punished if you are wrong.

Zhu Jinghong's words really made Zhu Xianming laugh out loud.

"Your father and I are not stingy people. Since you say no rewards, then you won't reward them, but you still have to punish them!"

Zhu Jinghong suddenly felt that something was wrong, did the old man intend to reward himself?

Thinking about it carefully, this is not impossible. After all, the mess in Jinling was cleaned up by him, Zhu Jinghong.

In this way, it can save a lot of manpower and material resources for the court, and it is not known how much it can be exchanged for silver. Such a credit should be rewarded by the emperor.

However, because of what he said just now, the reward that should have belonged to him has really disappeared.

"Looking at you like this, your body has recovered, you can go back to Wenhua Hall to study tomorrow!"

"In a few days, when I have free time, I will personally test and teach you!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Xianming said in a stern tone: "If it is still unsightly, don't blame me for being rude, and the old and new accounts will be settled together at that time!"

"Do you hear clearly?"

"I heard you clearly, thank you Father!" Zhu Jinghong wanted to cry but had no tears.

"get out!"

"My son retire!"

Zhu Jinghong got up and left the warm pavilion. After he disappeared, Zhu Xianming smiled. Today, he finally had something to make him happy.

However, he hadn't laughed enough, but seeing Zhu Jinghong turning back again, forced him to immediately suppress his smile.

Why is the old man so happy?Is it poor convulsion?Outside the door, Zhu Jinghong thought to himself.

"What are you doing here again?" Zhu Xianming looked unhappy.

(End of this chapter)