King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 261 Don't Go Wrong

[The rewarding function of the starting point is good and bad, who can help me try it out, thank you! 】

In Chengming Courtyard, Zhu Jinghong has returned here and is wearing armor under the service of eunuchs.

In the afternoon, he went to Linyuan to review. As the chief person in charge, he had to be present, and of course he had to wear armor like a sergeant.

It is worth noting that the set of armor he is wearing today was given by Lao Liu, just because this set of armor is more capable in actual combat.

This thing is heavy and heavy, and all the eunuchs are exhausted after putting it on, but to Zhu Jinghong, it doesn't matter.

"Master Thirteen, knife!"

Hanging the saber on his waist, Zhu Jinghong took the iron helmet again, stood in front of the mirror and put it on his head.

Putting down the neck guard of the iron helmet, Zhu Jinghong's whole body was up and down, only the eyes were partially exposed, and he looked like a killing machine from the outside.

"Not bad... really good!"

After admiring himself, Zhu Jinghong went out of the house. He wanted to go to the courtyard to exercise his muscles and bones, just to try the suitability of this body armor.

But when he walked to the entrance of the main hall and made a slashing movement, Zhu Jingyuan who came in from the outside was scared to death.

Backed up seven or eight steps in panic, Zhu Jingyuan pointed at Zhu Jinghong and asked angrily, "Old Thirteen...what do you want?"

It's fine for this guy to be dressed in a fierce and vicious manner, but he accidentally bumped into his knife edge, so it's very normal for Zhu Jingyuan to be frightened.

Lifting the armor and neck guard, Zhu Jinghong showed a simple and honest smile, and asked, "Sixth brother, is my knife strong? You gave it to me!"

Still in shock, Zhu Jingyuan suppressed his panic, and asked in a low voice: "Thirteenth brother, it's very good... What kind of knife are you playing with?"

Zhu Jinghong slashed twice with his knife, and then replied: "Sixth brother, I will go to Linyuan for the military parade this afternoon, I have to go to watch it, and try the armor you gave me first!"

Knowing that he was thinking too much, Zhu Jingyuan couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

"Why don't you wear the fourth one for you!" Zhu Jingyuan's expression gradually returned to normal.

Say something he wants to hear... Zhu Jinghong thought to himself.

"The armor given by the fourth brother is too thin. How can it be as strong as the one you made by the sixth brother? If you want to show the military power of the Ming Dynasty in the Shanglinyuan military parade, then naturally you have to wear it from you!"

Hearing these words made Zhu Jingyuan feel at ease, but before he could be happy for a while, Zhu Jinghong continued: "Sixth brother, you promised to give me a good horse last time. How is this matter going?"

"Ah? This... I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it!" Zhu Jingyuan cried out in agony.

It is easy to find a horse, and it is not difficult to find a good horse. The difficulty lies in finding a horse that Zhu Jinghong likes.

Both the guards and the Beijing camp have good horses, but it is indeed not so difficult to find exceptionally good ones.

"Sixth Brother, it won't be too embarrassing for you, right? It's fine if it's like this!" Zhu Jinghong looked indifferent.

Zhu Jingyuan quickly argued: "Thirteenth brother, what's so embarrassing, it's just that a good horse needs luck, and brother can't fool you with appearances!"

"Then I would like to thank Sixth Brother. If Sixth Brother sends me a few good horses next year when I become a knight and open the mansion, I will be very grateful!"

Hearing this, Zhu Jingyuan felt aggrieved, he had never seen such a brazen person.

It's nothing more than asking someone to give something, and how long it takes to complete it, and it has changed from one horse to several... The more I think about Zhu Jingyuan, the more uncomfortable it is.

"Thirteenth brother, sixth brother will definitely do his best!" Zhu Jingyuan seemed to be smiling, not crying, not crying.

Patting Lao Liu on the shoulder, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile, "Brother Six, thank you very much!"

Let you dig a hole for me a few times, even if you charge a little interest today, our account will have to be calculated slowly.

Putting aside these thoughts, Zhu Jinghong asked calmly: "By the way, Sixth Brother, you made a special trip here... What do you want me to do?"

"Uh... I just came to see it!"

This is really the truth, Zhu Jingyuan came here to connect with each other, and gave the prince some eye drops by the way.

But after Zhu Jinghong's torment, he lost his mind at all.

"Master Thirteen..."

The voice from outside the door attracted Zhu Jinghong's attention, but he turned his head and saw that it was with the eunuch.

"See Your Highness Prince Rui!"

"En!" Zhu Jingyuan nodded.

Zhu Jinghong, who came here, knew him, so he asked casually, "Why did the queen mother ask you to come?"

"Report to the Thirteenth Lord, the Empress called you over for lunch!"

"Oh... Got it!"

"The slave will leave!"

When the eunuch left, Zhu Jingyuan felt sour: "Thirteenth brother, I will go back first!"

"Sixth brother, why don't you go there together!"

"Forget it, I still have some things to do in my house, you can go there quickly... Don't make the Queen Mother wait for a long time!"

To be honest, Zhu Jingyuan longed for his mother's love very much.

But as a queen, Yang Qingyin gave her love to the prince, and as a mother, she cared more for her young sons and daughters.

Zhu Jingyuan, who was caught in the middle, did not pay enough attention relatively.

"Oh, okay!"

After Zhu Jingyuan left, Zhu Jinghong didn't delay too much, and ordered the eunuch to take off his armor, and then headed towards Kunning Palace.

After entering the Kunning Gate, Zhu Jinghong saw Baochai sitting on the east porch, so he walked over.

"Miss Bao, why are you outside alone?"

"It's too stuffy inside, come out and get some air!"

This is of course a lie, Baochai came out just to run into Zhu Jinghong and pass some news to him.

Walking in front of Baochai, Zhu Jinghong put his hands behind his back and said, "It's really boring, I'll take you out for a walk if I find a chance!"

Baochai turned to the side, and then said softly: "The Thirteenth Master should be more prudent, Your Majesty is here in Kunning Palace!"

Originally, he had prepared a lot of jokes, but Zhu Jinghong immediately calmed down when he heard this.

"Miss Bao, you won't lie to me, it's my mother who asked me to eat!"

Turning her head slightly, seeing Zhu Jinghong's slightly panicked expression, Baochai couldn't help laughing and said, "How dare I lie to Lord Thirteen!"

"What is the old man here for?"

"Master Thirteen really thinks I'm a know-it-all?"

While the two were chatting, a small eunuch walked out of the main hall of Kunning Palace, who was here to invite Zhu Jinghong into the hall.

Entering the main hall, guided by the eunuch to the side hall, the tables and chairs are indeed set up inside.

The empress sat on the first table, and there were two tables on the left and right below, and Zhu Yunsheng was already sitting on one of them.

The emperor and empress were talking, while Zhu Yunsheng was sitting bored, with his hands on his face and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Father, mother... my son is late!"

Yang Qingyin was about to ask Zhu Jinghong to sit down, but Zhu Xianming said first: "Why are you wearing such a suit, are you going to the battlefield or to eat?"

Although the armor has been taken off, the robes inside are still smartly attired, which really doesn't match the scene of Kunning Palace.

"That's all...he's going to Shanglinyuan in the afternoon, and it's troublesome to exchange!"

With Yang Qingyin's help to speak, Zhu Xianming suppressed his dissatisfaction, and immediately said: "Shanglinyuan, don't make trouble for me!"

At this moment, Zhu Jinghong had already taken his seat and was picking up the teapot to pour tea. Hearing this, he replied, "Don't worry, what could go wrong? These soldiers have been waiting for this day!"

"Boy, don't talk too much, if something goes wrong, you can..."

Putting down the teapot, Zhu Jinghong boldly asked, "Father...can't you wish me well?"

This sentence choked Zhu Xianming.

Yang Qingyin on the side laughed, and at the same time helped her son and said, "I think Shisan is right, can't you hope for something good?"

"Thirteen has been running to Shanglin Garden every day for a month. It's rare for him to be so dedicated to doing things. You, a father, should encourage you more!"

"Mother is right. Although my son has no talent in reading, he is not weak in other things!"

However, Zhu Jinghong's words immediately made Zhu Xianming grasp the flaw, and immediately said: "I hear what you mean, you are very proud if you don't study!"

(End of this chapter)