King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 249 The Two Dragons Meet
Orthodox ten years, October seventeenth.

Various ceremonial guards have been arranged inside and outside Ningshou Palace, which is much more lively than before.

Today is the day before the Shengshou Festival. The emperor himself will bring all the juniors of the royal family to pay homage to the Supreme Emperor first.

Outside Ningshou Gate, a group of clan disciples arrived one after another.

General Zhen Guo, General Fu Guo, and General Feng Guo are the main members of the clan present, and there are now 170 or eight members.

As for the nobles such as the lieutenant of Zhen Guo under him, they are not qualified to come to congratulate him today, and can only stay at home to celebrate his birthday.

Because of the downgrading, there are currently 16 clan kings, including King Zhongshun, who are now nine. They are chatting together at the moment.

At this time, someone reminded: "It is the sixth master who is here!"

To be called the Sixth Lord by these clans, only Zhu Jingyuan was in the Ming Dynasty.

There are very few county kings nowadays, and there are very few princes, and there are only two uncanonized Zhu Jinghong.

So now, there is only one Prince Zhu Jingyuan in Ming Dynasty, whose status is extremely honorable.

"Sixth brother (father)!"

Everyone had different names, and they all greeted them. Zhu Jingyuan, who had just arrived, became the focus outside Ningshou's gate.

"Third brother, why are you losing weight again, you need to take good care of your body!"

In front of Zhu Jingyuan, stood a thin middle-aged man with a pale face and coughing from time to time.

After the eldest and second child died, Zhu Jingrun, king of Guangyang, who was the third eldest, was actually the eldest son of the emperor.

"Sixth brother, for my body, I have invited countless famous doctors, but none of the prescriptions and medicines are effective. I think I am destined to be like this... I am not a lucky person!"

Zhu Jingyuan said with a smile: "Hey... Third brother's words are exaggerated. The so-called disease starts from the body and starts in the heart. As long as the third brother rests in peace, he will definitely recover!"

Turning around, looking at the other county king on the side, Zhu Jingyuan asked, "Fifth brother, do you think so?"

Zhu Jingze, king of Yunyang, ranked fifth among the emperor's heirs, with a dull and reticent personality.

"Sixth brother is right!"

"Today is a day of great joy. I think it's better not to talk about illness and pain, but to talk about something happy!"

At this time, the only one who can come out to enliven the atmosphere is the elder Zhongshun Wang Zhu Xianmao.

"That's right... I don't know what birthday gift you have prepared for the Supreme Emperor?"

Following these words, everyone talked about the birthday gifts they had prepared, and the scene was extremely lively.

About ten minutes later, someone reminded loudly again that it was Prince Zhu Jingyuan who had arrived.

Everyone compliments the sixth child because of his sophistication, but it is a national system to meet the prince, even the sixth child Zhu Jingyuan is no exception.

"I will pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

A group of clan kings and generals knelt down and saluted Zhu Jingyuan, which was a treatment that Zhu Jingyuan could not enjoy.

Zhu Jingyuan was the last one to kneel down and salute, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't openly confront the prince.

"Yo...sixth brother, why do you do such a big gift, you are a majestic prince!"

The prince walked up to Zhu Jingyuan with a teasing tone, revealing the unusual relationship between the two brothers.

Even though the crown prince didn't cry out, Zhu Jingyuan got up on his own, and then said: "Fourth brother, you are a dignified prince, the heir of the country... How dare I make mistakes!"

The situation at the scene was complete. Everyone else was kneeling and hadn't gotten up yet. Only the two brothers were standing and talking.

"Fourth brother, you don't mind my brother's leg pain these two days?" Zhu Jingyuan said in a frivolous tone, as if he wanted to anger the prince.

Undoubtedly, Zhu Jingyuan's goal has been achieved, and the prince's expression has become ugly at this moment.

"Sixth brother, you can decide what to do, why ask my brother, after all, you don't pay attention to me!"

These two are fighting here, and the others will suffer. They can only lower their heads as much as possible, for fear that one will accidentally get involved.

Zhongshun Wang Zhu Xianmao reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, the Holy Majesty's guard of honor is here!"

The emperor's guard of honor came over, which meant that the emperor himself was behind, so naturally this fight would not be able to quarrel.

Of course, the situation outside Ningshou Gate has already reached Zhu Xianming's ears.

This made him very dissatisfied, but he could only suppress his anger, otherwise he, the emperor, would be seen as a joke if there was a big trouble.

"These two bastards!"

When Zhu Xianming was angry, his sedan chair had already appeared in front of the eyes of the clan, and these people had already lined up according to their titles.

Under the leadership of Zhu Jingyuan, all the people knelt down and kowtowed to the ground, and said: "Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

The sedan chair fell, Zhu Xianming stood up with Cheng Ying's support, stepped out of the sedan chair and stood in front of Zhu Jingyuan.

Glancing at his sons, Zhu Xianming said in a cold tone, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

With the arrival of Zhu Xianming, the atmosphere on the scene became more dignified. At this moment, everyone became silent and gave way outside Ningshou Gate.

Glancing at the plaque on the palace gate, Zhu Xianming said in a deep voice, "Let's go, go to see the Supreme Emperor!"

Under the guidance of more than a dozen eunuchs, Zhu Xianming first walked to the palace gate, followed by the two direct princes, and then a group of county kings and other clans.

Although they are father and son, Zhu Xianming seldom comes to Ningshou Palace because of the objective estrangement.

After entering the palace gate, except that the inside was more festively dressed, the other things did not change much from usual.

At this moment, the Supreme Emperor Zhu Xinkan had put on the long-lost dragon robe with twelve chapter patterns, and was sitting on the throne in the main hall of Ningshou Palace.

Like Zhu Xianming, Zhu Xinkan was also in a complicated mood. He was thinking a lot at this moment.

Seeing his son gradually approaching outside the hall, his mood gradually became calm, because he still had to face reality because he thought too much.

"Son Zhu Xianming, kowtow to the Supreme Emperor!"

Following Zhu Xianming into the hall, there were only a dozen or so people above the county king. At this moment, these people also knelt down, and the other clans lined up outside the hall to pay respects.

"My son is free!" Zhu Xinkan said calmly.

"Thank you father!"

The so-called congratulations did not have too many fixed ceremonies. After the visit, everyone took turns to congratulate, and it took more than ten minutes to finish.

In the end, everyone exited the main hall after paying homage, and the next step is to wait for the banquet. After eating, the congratulations are considered to be over.

In the main hall of Ningshou Palace, only Zhu Xinkan and his son were left.

Taking his seat, Zhu Xinkan took a sip of hot tea, then raised his head and asked, "Fourth...why didn't you see little Thirteen tonight?"

Zhu Xianming said calmly: "There is a big event this afternoon, this kid can't wait to go out of the palace, he said he will come back before giving a banquet!"

The banquet time is at noon, nearly an hour from now, and there is still plenty of time.

"I've also heard about his incident in Jinling..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Xinkan said with deep meaning: "Regarding civil and military officials as nothing, and doing whatever it takes to achieve his goals, this kid is a bit ruthless!"

Zhu Xianming is naturally aware of this, so he no longer despises the youngest son, and is willing to give him a chance to make trouble.

"It's just nonsense!" Zhu Xianming replied lightly.

Stroking his gray beard, Zhu Xinkan asked calmly: "Now that the little four and the little six are fighting each other, it's already turbulent, you still want to bring the little thirteen in?"

Such a taboo topic, except for the queen who can ask, only the Supreme Emperor dared to mention it.

"Father... what do you mean by that?"

Zhu Xianming's words made the atmosphere in the hall drop to freezing point. Even if his status was as high as Zhu Xinkan's, he was shocked by his own son at this moment.

(End of this chapter)