King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 193 Qin Ye
A few days passed quickly, and every morning and evening I went to Kunning Palace to pay my respects, and Zhu Jinghong never fell behind once.

Under the corridor of the main hall of the Kunning Palace, Yang Qingyin was sitting on a rocking chair, with Zhu Jinghong squatting and beating his legs in front of him.

"Old Shisan, you have received an errand recently, so you should be busy...Why do you come here every day, and you still refuse to leave when you come!" Yang Qingyin smiled slightly.

"Mother... I rule the world with filial piety, and it's only natural for my son to come to greet him and serve him, so how can he be told not to leave!" Zhu Jinghong explained solemnly.

Yang Qingyin smiled even more, and said: "Really? Don't be hooked by someone? Now I don't even want to do business!"

Zhu Jinghong laughed dryly twice, but didn't say anything more.

Seeing the youngest son look at the palace on the east side again, Yang Qingyin said: "Your father wants people to give, wants things to give things... You must handle the errands entrusted to you properly!"

"That's natural!" Zhu Jinghong replied casually.

"Old Thirteen!"

"Mother, tell me!"

"You might as well go to Sheng'er's room!"

"Hmm... huh?" Zhu Jinghong was astonished.

"I think you are out of your mind, why don't you just go in and have a look!"

"This... I'm afraid it's not very good!"

"You kid... really want to go?" Yang Qingyin sat up from the recliner.

Zhu Jinghong said along the way: "Mother... my son also wants to study hard, why not be a classmate with Sanmei!"

"Hmph...it's just you, don't spoil Sheng'er!"

Zhu Jinghong was about to speak when he saw Yu Hai walking in.

After saluting to the queen, Yu Hai finally reported: "Master Thirteen, the Ministry of Industry has received the approval for the transfer of the armor, and just now sent someone to deliver the message, please take someone to the library to pick up the things!"

"Understood...you go and send a message to Hou Jing and ask him to get a dozen or so carts!"

"Yes!"

After Yu Hai left, Zhu Jinghong stood up and said, "Mother... my son has something to do, so I'll take my leave first!"

Picking up the teacup at the side, Yang Qingyin smiled and said, "I thought you were reluctant to leave!"

"Go!"

"Yes!"

Watching Zhu Jinghong leave, Yang Qingyin gradually lost her smile.

How could she not know what her son was thinking, but comparatively speaking, she hoped that Zhu Jinghong and Yang Jingting could succeed.

"It seems that it is a good thing to mention Ting girl more. It is a good thing to be knowledgeable, but if you become a nerd... the loss outweighs the gain!"

"Like that Xue family girl, rich in knowledge and considerate in handling things, that is the best choice!"

Yang Qingyin whispered, no one came close to wait on her, and no outsiders would listen to her.

There is no doubt that Baochai's performance in the past few days has really satisfied Yang Qingyin.

Seeing that the queen was about to get up, the maids waiting in the distance hurried forward and helped Yang Qingyin get up.

Slowly walk up to the side hall on the east side, this is the residence of Zhu Yunsheng and several attendants, where they read and write every day.

After entering the main hall and coming to the door of the inner study, I saw Zhen Qin was in charge of researching ink and Yang Jingting was making the bed, while Baochai was carefully guiding her.

This scene made Yang Qingyin very satisfied. With Baochai and others accompanying her to school, her heart finally felt at ease.

"The empress is here!" Zhen Qin was the first to discover the situation.

Everyone saluted, while Zhu Yunsheng came out from behind the desk and dragged Yang Qingyin to read the words he had written.

"Hmm... really improved!" Looking at the neat and neat handwriting on the paper, Yang Qingyin praised it without hesitation.

"Sister Bao taught her well!" Zhu Yunsheng pushed Baochai to the front.

Baochai quickly replied: "The princess is extremely intelligent, and my servants dare not take credit for it!"

Yang Qingyin shook her head, and said, "If you have merit, you have merit. What do you mean you dare not claim credit?"

In fact, in Yang Qingyin's view, Baochai's contribution is not to teach her daughter to write, but to make her willing to calm down and learn.

The difficulty of the latter is much stronger than pure teaching.

When Yang Qingyin checked his studies, Hou Jing, who had received the order, had already found a cart, and rushed to the warehouse of the Ministry of Industry with Zhu Jinghong.

There are many warehouses in the Ministry of Industry. There are fifteen warehouses inside and outside Luoyang City, among which there are three warehouses on the west side of the imperial city, and they are going to one of them now.

"Master Thirteen, you really want so many armors!"

Hearing Hou Jing's joyful voice, Zhu Jinghong said indifferently in the sedan chair, "Isn't it just more than 1000 sets of armor? What's the big deal?"

"Where am I in the Holy Spirit, I don't even have this bit of face?"

"I don't mean that, I'm just happy..."

Before Hou Jing could finish speaking, Zhu Jinghong went on to say: "Food and drink, weapons and armor, I got all the good things for you!"

"Training must be strict, stricter and stricter, and on the basis of uniformity, it must also be murderous..."

"The movement of holding a gun and drawing a knife must be clean and neat, and the steps must be sonorous and powerful..."

For a while, Zhu Jinghong put forward one request after another, making Hou Jing and the others who received the news look bitter.

"Master Thirteen, it's very tidy now!" Wang Jie couldn't help but speak.

"Wang Jie...you mean, I was wrong?"

Wang Jie quickly replied: "I don't mean that!"

He simply believed that the results of the training had been remarkable now, and no such serious team could be found in the entire Ming Dynasty.

"Let me tell you, this training... is not just for those envoys to see, it's more about the reform of my Ming military system in the future!"

Entering the age of firearms, the form of warfare will undergo great changes, and the military training system will also change accordingly.

So in this training, in addition to completing the task of the old man, Zhu Jinghong also wants to create a new standard for the training of the Ming army, and use this as a basis to lead the reform of the entire army.

And taking advantage of the opportunity of the whole army training, he will further expand his own influence, and even spread to all parts of the whole army.

Of course, this is Zhu Jinghong's preliminary idea, and the specific way to go in the future has to be guided step by step according to the situation.

The whole army implements my training method, so they are all my students, and I can call myself the principal... Zhu Jinghong laughed at this thought.

About two quarters of an hour later, they and their party appeared in the warehouse of the Ministry of Industry, which was also guarded by soldiers.

Zhu Jinghong's sedan chair stopped, and several officials from the Ministry of Industry, who had been waiting for a long time, came to greet him immediately.

"See Lord Thirteen!"

"Well, get up!"

After stepping out of the sedan chair and standing in front of four officials from the Ministry of Industry, Zhu Jinghong asked calmly, "Is everything ready?"

The official at the head replied: "Back to Lord Shisan, everything is ready, just waiting for you to open the warehouse to pick up the goods!"

Zhu Jinghong didn't talk nonsense, and said, "Then let's start!"

"Master Thirteen, please!"

Under the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Industry, Zhu Jinghong and his party entered the warehouse gate, and there were rows of warehouses inside.

The sergeants who followed began to move things under the leadership of Hou Jing and the others, while Zhu Jinghong wandered around in the warehouse.

Of the four officials from the Ministry of Industry, three of them had gone to check the number, and only one was left with Zhu Jinghong.

"Lord Qin, the [-] sets of the second library of Jiazi have been moved. Here are the receipts and accounts, please sign!"

On the account book sent by the official, the two words signed by the official made Zhu Jinghong's eyes widen.

"Your name is Qin Ye?"

"The subject is Qin Ye, what advice does the Thirteenth Lord have?"

Qin Ye was a little dazed, he didn't understand why Zhu Jinghong reacted so strongly, and thought to himself that he hadn't offended this master.

"Well... I've heard of you!" Zhu Jinghong replied casually.

He knew Qin Keqing, and also knew that her father's name was Qin Ye, and he worked in the Ministry of Industry.

Now that the names of the official positions are all matched, how can Zhu Jinghong not know who the person in front of him is.

Seeing that there were many people on the left and right, Zhu Jinghong said, "The smell is bad here, let's go out and talk!"

How could Qin Ye have the guts to refuse, so he could only respond: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)