King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 276
"Miss Bao, Baoyu has passed the time, I will let his father strictly discipline him later!"

"Don't be angry, today's matter is today, so let's just expose it... how about it?"

Jia Baoyu patted his butt and left, but Jia's mother was still taking care of him.

If Baochai is not allowed to really relieve her anger, she will be 1 worried.

Faced with Jia's mother's request, Baochai replied with a normal expression: "I listen to my ancestors!"

Jia Mu laughed and said, "Miss Bao really has an extraordinary bearing, no wonder she is valued by the empress!"

After soothing Baochai, Mother Jia looked at her darling, but she saw Daiyu's expression was unhappy, and there were tears in her eyes.

"Girl... Baoyu is such a person, just ignore him..."

After persuading here for a while, Daiyu's mood improved a bit, and then she felt tired and chose to sleep.

Baochai was inconvenient to stay for a long time, and after bidding farewell to Mother Jia, she left with her girl.

Seeing no one around, Wen Xing couldn't help complaining: "Girl... that Baoyu is so hateful!"

With Wen Xing opening her mouth, Ying'er, who was holding back her words, couldn't help complaining: "Our girl has such a character, but he accuses me of it, I can't swallow it!"

The two girls were dissatisfied, and Baochai, who was the party involved, was naturally even more displeased than them.

"Girl, aren't you angry?" Wen Xing couldn't help but stepped forward to ask.

My own girl has a celestial personality, so why does she suffer from Jia Baoyu's cowardice so often, the more she thinks about Wen Xing, the more angry she feels.

Baochai sighed, and said, "So what if you're angry? Since the old lady is begging for him, we can only let it go!"

While walking forward, Baochai said casually: "Don't go out and talk nonsense about today's matter, if it gets into the ears of Lian's second brother, I'm afraid Baoyu will be punished again!"

Hearing this, Ying'er's eyes lit up immediately, and she immediately thought about it.

But in order to understand her own lady's mind, Ying'er asked: "There are so many people here today, even if we don't say it... I'm afraid others won't care about it!"

Turning around slowly, Baochai replied softly, "If that's the case, then we can't blame us!"

Ying'er smiled and said, "Yes...if that's the case, it's his own bad luck!"

………………

In Xiu Guogong's mansion, everyone is already full of wine and food.

There were young people at the scene, who were constantly making noise under the stimulation of alcohol, and Zhu Jinghong didn't interfere, so the yard was in chaos for a while.

There are those who drink and punch, those who compete for strength, and those who chase after drinking...

A bunch of drunks were tossing around, but they did a lot of damage to the courtyard of the mansion, which made Hou Jing feel very distressed.

"Master Thirteen, it's getting late now, shouldn't you go back to the palace? If you delay for a long time, the Holy One will blame you, I can't afford it!"

In Hou Jing's view, only when Zhu Jinghong left, other people can "arrange".

"I'm happy today, it's okay to have more fun!" Zhu Jinghong drank another glass of wine.

Today, I got along very well with a group of generals, and the episode of the Liu Xianglian incident in the middle made him stand up in front of the generals.

At this time, a drunk man staggered over and said in a loud voice, "Master Thirteen, why don't we go and see your palace?"

"Wangfu?" Zhu Jinghong murmured in a low voice.

It was the first time he heard someone mention his mansion, which immediately made him very interested.

Seeing him move, this made Hou Jing very anxious. It would be better to stay in his mansion than to go to Prince Xiang's mansion. He was most afraid of Zhu Jinghong's "extraordinary problems".

"Master Thirteen, there's nothing to see there, let's continue drinking!"

"I've had enough wine, as you said, it's time to go back to the palace, so stop by my house on the way to have a look!"

"This……"

"That's it, Deng An... you go and inform the guards!"

"Yes!"

Hou Jing wanted to persuade him again, but Zhu Jinghong's face was indifferent, and he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless.

"Why can't I control my talkativeness!"

Hou Jing began to deny himself, wishing he could slap himself twice.

Zhu Jinghong didn't pay attention to red tape, and he made arrangements quickly for his departure. Deng An also found someone to inform Wucheng Bingmasi.

The guards plus soldiers and horses, there are at least six or seven hundred guards to undertake Zhu Jinghong's guard mission.

"Hou Jing... I have caused you trouble today!"

Surrounded by a group of guards and generals, Zhu Jinghong slowly walked out of the gate of Hou's house.

"Master Thirteen, where are you? It's my honor to have you here!"

"So that's how it is... Then I will give you more blessings in the future, and come to your house if there is anything, how about it?"

Hearing this, Hou Jing really wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Why can't he control this broken mouth, and now he is confused again.

"Yes...my minister...it's an honor!"

Seeing Hou Jing's constipated expression, Zhu Jinghong asked solemnly, "I won't embarrass you too much, will I?"

"Where is the thirteenth master talking? It's too late for me to be happy!" After saying this, Hou Jing squeezed out a smile.

Patting Hou Jing's shoulder, Zhu Jinghong praised: "I read it right!"

"Thank you Thirteen Lord!"

Zhu Jinghong got into the sedan chair, everyone wanted to see him off but he refused, only Lu Yuxin and Zhang Lin were able to accompany him.

Inside the sedan chair, Zhu Jinghong said calmly: "Hou Jing is entertaining you today, I feel uncomfortable around you, I'm leaving...you are having fun!"

Hou Jing wanted these rough people to leave, but Zhu Jinghong's words made him want to cry.

If these people make a fuss, there will be no peace in the house.

After sending Zhu Jinghong out of the street, everyone was about to go back to drink, but Hou Jing suddenly said loudly: "Everyone...just drinking is not fun, why don't you go to Ziyun Tower for fun?"

"This... is fine!"

"I haven't been there for a long time, I'm just too shy..."

Hearing the second sentence, Hou Jing couldn't help but want to curse, most of the people present were the children of Wu Xun, and few of them lacked this little money.

"It's a trivial matter, I just treat guests!" Hou Jing replied very generously.

When Hou Jing fooled everyone into drinking flower wine, Zhu Jinghong was already approaching Prince Xiang's mansion.

In order to ensure absolute safety, Wucheng Bingmasi launched a "relay" escort and imposed martial law wherever he passed.

Even the cabinet ministers, senior officials of the Five Armed Forces, and even Zhu Jinghong's concubine brothers, the travel ostentation is much smaller than this.

The current situation is the treatment that only belongs to the emperor's son.

In the alley on one side of the road, Shijia's convoy was also restricted from moving, and had to wait for Zhu Jinghong to leave before they could pass.

"Who makes such a big show, it's really abominable!"

On this trip, Zhu Jinghong didn't show his banner, in order to keep his whereabouts secret, so as not to be discovered by thieves.

"Miss, we sent someone to ask, and Qianhu, the leader of the team, said it was Master Thirteen!"

Shi Xiangyun's second uncle, Shi Ding, was in command of Tongzhi in the command of the soldiers and horses of the five cities. The Shi family asked Qianhu, the leader of the team, to give face, so he confessed the truth.

Shi Xiangyun had naturally heard of Zhu Jinghong's name, and she was also curious about this legendary prince.

So at this moment, Xiangyun couldn't help but lift the curtain, wanting to see what's going on outside, she is really a bold girl.

Coincidentally, Zhu Jinghong's sedan chair just passed by at this time, and he was opening the side curtain to observe the outside.

"This girl looks good, very good... especially the heroic look between her eyebrows, really..."

However, before Zhu Jinghong finished his evaluation, Xiangyun quickly put down the curtain, which made him feel unfinished.

Seeing his young lady's flustered expression, the girl in the car couldn't help but ask concerned: "Miss... what's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing, blocking roads and disturbing peace at will, these people are really hateful!" Xiang Yun said casually to cover up.

The two girls didn't think much, so the car became quiet.

After about 3 minutes, the street resumed traffic after Zhu Jinghong's convoy had gone far away.

(End of this chapter)