King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 172
"Prince, what do you think of today's breakfast, the dish of shredded bird's nest chicken was specially ordered by my concubine to cook in the kitchen!"

On the north side of the East Palace, in the palace on the east side of the prince's dormitory, the side concubine Wang Yi was chattering, trying her best to please Zhu Jingyuan.

However, hearing it in Zhu Jingyuan's ears made him feel extra irritable.

Of course, he is a soft-hearted person, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he still held back.

"Your Highness, Yu'er told my concubine yesterday...that she had memorized the university, and that she would recite it to you!"

Unlike Yuan Chun, who has nothing to do, Wang Yi gave birth to a son for Zhu Jingyuan, so he will boast whenever he has the opportunity.

Of course, although Yuan Chun did not give birth to a child, under the instructions of the Empress Yizhi, a pair of children of the former Crown Princess were raised by her side.

Hearing Wang Yi's reminder, Zhu Jingyuan only responded perfunctorily because he was going to attend the court meeting.

Without Gao Shuyan by his side, Zhu Jingyuan was always uneasy, which made him feel bad recently.

Although there were many officials in the East Palace, he really couldn't find one or two people who he really trusted.

After breakfast, Zhu Jingyuan changed into his robe, took the memorial he had written, and rushed to the palace in a sedan chair.

The East Palace is within the Imperial City, not too far from the Imperial Palace, and soon he appeared outside the Donghua Gate.

Even if he is a prince, without the permission of the emperor, he has to come down and walk here.

After entering the Donghua Gate, Zhu Jingyuan took only a few young eunuchs with him, and walked all the way to Qianqing Palace.

When he arrived, a dozen or so people had already waited outside the gate of the palace, including the governors of the five armies' governor's mansions and fellow governors.

"See the prince!"

"You are free!"

After exchanging simple greetings, Zhu Jingyuan couldn't help asking: "I heard that today...the thirteenth brother will also participate in the court discussion. Have you ever seen him?"

"Go back to the crown prince, the servants who came early have already waited for half an hour, and there is no trace of the thirteenth master!"

Even the governor of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion, a senior official of the second rank, did not dare to neglect the emperor's summons, and actually waited an hour in advance.

With the high concentration of imperial power and the further expansion of the honorary class, these high-ranking generals had to do everything possible to flatter the emperor if they wanted to take up real positions.

Otherwise, if a slight mistake is caught, it may be the possibility of resignation and unemployment.

"I'm afraid it will be less than a moment, and it will be time for the court meeting!"

After saying this, Zhu Jingyuan ordered the little eunuch behind him: "You go to Chengming Courtyard to have a look, and remind Thirteenth Brother to come here quickly!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Jingyuan trusted Gao Shuyan, but in the judgment of Zhu Jinghong, he finally insisted on his own opinion.

How could the thirteenth brother, who is honest and caring and only thinks of himself, be untrustworthy!
What's more, Zhu Jinghong helped so much in Jinling, how could Zhu Jingyuan sit back and watch him make another mistake today.

After the little eunuch left, Zhu Jingyuan chatted with everyone, waiting for the emperor to summon him.

He could have directly entered the Qianqing Palace, but for some unexplainable reason, he felt that it was better to wait outside.

After about 10 minutes, an eunuch trotted out and delivered the emperor's summons.

So everyone followed Zhu Jingyuan and walked into the gate of Qianqing.

At this moment, Zhu Jingyuan was worried about himself and Zhu Jinghong, who had not arrived for a long time, so he entered the main hall of Qianqing Palace with a bitter face.

Under the guidance of the eunuch, everyone came to the East Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace. They stood in line according to their ranks, waiting for the visit of the emperor Zhu Xianming.

After a few breaths, accompanied by Cheng Ying and several eunuchs, Zhu Xianming, dressed in a yellow dragon robe, came out from the screen behind the throne.

Before Zhu Xianming could sit down, the officials present, including the prince, had already lifted up their robes and kowtowed to the ground.

"The minister (children) wait to kowtow to His Majesty, long live my emperor!"

After sitting down, Zhu Xianming shook his sleeves and said, "Excuse me!"

After scanning the crowd, Zhu Xianming's complexion suddenly turned bad, so he asked, "Why don't you see Old Thirteen?"

All the generals couldn't answer this question, so the crown prince bit the bullet and replied: "I will report to my father, the thirteenth brother... he may be on his way!"

"Hmph... this bastard, you can't expect him to succeed!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Zhu Xianming didn't intend to wait any longer, so he said, "Leave him alone, let's discuss things first...Prince, tell me!"

"Yes……"

Regarding the situation in the Northwest, he has also written two articles in the past two days, and he only hopes to be able to fool the past today.

Zhu Jingyuan was really not interested in such things as marching and fighting, let alone talking about the issues he was good at.

Let's talk about Zhu Jinghong's side, at the moment he is rushing to Qianqing Palace at a leisurely pace.

The reason why he was late was, of course, Zhu Jinghong's intention. He did not make any mistakes when he was sent to the emperor's post.

Zhu Jinghong didn't want to experience the scrutiny of the sixth child yesterday.

Of course, when his wings are plump and can't be covered up, he won't have to worry about it anymore.

After entering the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Jinghong behaved very politely this time, waiting outside the palace for people to enter to report.

"Master Thirteen, please!"

"En!" Zhu Jinghong was confident.

After entering the main hall, Zhu Jinghong came outside the Nuan Pavilion.

At this moment, the discussion on the northwest was coming to an end, and Zhu Jingyuan was reprimanded by the emperor again.

And Zhu Jinghong's timely arrival just solved Zhu Jingyuan's urgent need, so he had to thank this younger brother in his heart.

"My son, Zhu Jinghong, kowtow to my father...Long live, long live, long live!"

Zhu Jinghong didn't get up, but Zhu Xianming said coldly: "Old Thirteen...you can do it, you're two quarters (half an hour) late, did you get lost in the palace?"

All the generals held back their laughter, waiting to see how Zhu Jinghong would defend himself.

I often hear from my nephews at home that they have a good feeling for Zhu Jinghong, not to mention they know about Zhu Jinghong in Jinling.

"father……"

Before Zhu Jinghong could open his mouth, he just listened to the emperor's scolding: "Above the court, what kind of father is not father!"

Zhu Jinghong put on a humble look, and replied cautiously: "Oh...Father, my son could have arrived on time, but I just thought of some details temporarily, so I perfected the memorial, so I delayed the time! "

"Really? Then you're not bad!" Zhu Xianming held back his anger.

He swore that if Zhu Jinghong didn't say something, he would beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for half a month.

"Tell your plan to everyone present!"

"Father, this is the memorial made by my minister!" Zhu Jinghong handed out the memorial.

Thinking of his nonsense handwriting, Zhu Xianming became furious, and said in a cold voice: "You don't need to read the memorial, I'd better listen to your dictation!"

"Father... the son stood up and said?"

At this time, Zhu Xianming didn't even bother to correct his address, so he said impatiently, "Hurry up..."

Zhu Jinghong smiled and stood up, looked around the crowd and said, "Everyone, I have summed up this military parade in four words, namely wind...fire...mountain...forest..."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help complaining in their hearts, this is the content of Sun Tzu's Art of War, how could it be summed up by you.

"The so-called Fenghuoshan Forest is that it is as fast as the wind, and its..."

Hearing this, Zhu Xianming finally couldn't bear to interrupt: "Old Thirteen!"

"Father, what do you not understand?"

What else do you not understand?I have written hundreds of battles on the battlefield, how dare this kid say that he doesn't understand?

In a fit of anger, Zhu Xianming scolded in a cold voice: "If you want to be subjected to the court rod, you can go out now!"

"Pick up the important ones!"

(End of this chapter)