King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 291
Seeing this scene, the surrounding guards all had weird expressions, apparently struggling to hold back their laughter.

However, at the next moment, Qi Qige threw another punch, and when he was about to hit Zhu Jinghong, he was pulled forward by the latter with one hand, and the two of them immediately stuck together.

"Let go of me..." In the end, Qi Qige didn't dare to use force, so he could only shout out loudly.

Not to mention, this trick is actually useful.

After all, Zhu Jinghong still has a face, if he shouted because of his style and attracted the attention of the people present, it would not be a fall to his reputation as the thirteenth master.

As for the guards who have seen the whole picture, Zhu Jinghong is not too worried, these people know how to measure.

"If you don't do it, I'll let you go!"

"I won't move!" Qi Qige could only agree.

So Zhu Jinghong let go, and Qi Qige stepped back three steps in a row, but because he didn't estimate the distance, he stepped on the air, and staggered and fell into Zhu Jinghong's arms again.

Holding Qiqige's waist, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "It's not my fault!"

Holding Zhu Jinghong's waist for help, Qiqige stood up from his arms, struggled to break free and gave Zhu Jinghong a look, then turned around and ran down the stairs.

Seeing her leaving back, Zhu Jinghong suddenly felt that this girl is quite interesting, but it is a pity that she is no longer in the palace.

"Did you all see it just now?" Zhu Jinghong looked at the guards present.

One of them replied immediately: "Master Thirteen, we don't know anything!"

"maybe!"

In response to this sentence, Zhu Jinghong continued to walk up the Guanlou, and the atmosphere at the scene was still lively at the moment.

Since he went upstairs, Zhu Jinghong naturally paid his respects to the emperor first.

Walking to the front of the imperial case, Zhu Jinghong picked up the teapot and filled himself with a cup first, then said, "Father...how is it? My son didn't disappoint you, did he?"

Not paying attention to Zhu Jinghong's "disgrace", Zhu Xianming replied indifferently: "Barely pass!"

So bland?What does that mean, old man?He didn't have this attitude yesterday!

Now that the errands are done and he has no "use value", how can he change his face so quickly?
On the contrary, Yang Qingyin said with a concerned face: "Thirteen, are you not injured?"

Walking to the side of the queen's phoenix seat, Zhu Jinghong replied with a smile: "Mom... what kind of injury can I suffer, but the guy who was thrown off the horse by me, I'm afraid it's not very good now!"

While talking, Zhu Jinghong personally poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to the queen.

After taking the teacup, Yang Qingyin put it in his mouth, when Zhu Jinghong said: "Mother... son has done a good job today!"

"En!" Yang Qingyin replied.

"If you have meritorious service, you should be rewarded, right!"

"Ok!"

Zhu Jinghong said tentatively: "My son has a small request, but I don't know if you can agree to it, mother!"

Putting down the teacup, Yang Qingyin turned her head, looked at her youngest son and said, "Let's talk about it!"

"Mother, you must know about the matter of my son becoming King Xiang!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Xianming on the side showed a strange expression, followed by a look of watching the excitement.

"What's wrong!" Yang Qingyin asked.

"My son thinks it's a big mistake!"

"Why?"

Zhu Jinghong didn't realize that the queen's tone had changed, and she still said to herself, "Xiang is Chu, the king of Chu died suddenly... this word is unlucky!"

"I don't know who is an official. Such an uneducated person blindly takes the title of king. How can such a person..."

Seeing the queen's sharp eyes, even if Zhu Jinghong realized later, he understood that the old mother was not in a good mood.

"Mother... are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Qingyin was indeed very uncomfortable. She was accused by Zhu Jinghong, an ignorant person, and said that she was uneducated. It's no wonder that Yang Qingyin could be happy.

"Thirteen, do you know who gave you the title of king?"

"It can't be you!" Zhu Jinghong made a joke casually, wanting to liven up the atmosphere.

But seeing the queen staring at him, with a serious expression from the beginning to the end, Zhu Jinghong's heart skipped a beat.

"Mother...it can't really be you!"

Hearing Zhu Jinghong say this, Zhu Xianming on the side suddenly laughed: "Boy...isn't it your mother who started it!"

"Qingyin, did you hear... This kid said you are uneducated, it seems that you have been hurting him for nothing all these years!"

This means that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement. The emperor has turned into a melon-eating crowd at this moment, and he intends to see how the queen will deal with Zhu Jinghong.

"Mother...in fact, King Xiang is quite good, so-called... so-called...Xiang..."

At this time, the text should have been pulled, but Zhu Jinghong couldn't hold it back, so he got stuck here for a while.

Suppressing her dissatisfaction, Yang Qingyin looked at the emperor at the side, and said, "Your Majesty, Shisan can't even speak well, I think I have read too little!"

"Mother... let's not talk about this, would you like to eat an orange? My son will peel one for you!"

"Is your waist sore after sitting for a long time? Let me beat your legs?"

Seeing Zhu Jinghong's earnest appearance, Yang Qingyin's dissatisfaction dissipated a lot. She is always good at discovering the advantages of her youngest son.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense... I will never forgive you lightly!"

At this point, Zhu Jinghong dared to talk nonsense, after coaxing the old mother, he flashed away.

Seeing the empress calm down, Zhu Xianming reminded: "It is indeed time for him to study. Since he came back from Jinling, he hasn't been to the Wenhua Palace a few times!"

"Isn't it your fault?"

Yang Qingyin stared, Zhu Xianming had nothing to say, so he turned his eyes to look into the distance.

Besides Zhu Jinghong, after this fellow walked away, he walked towards Zhu Yunsheng and the others.

"Our hero is back!" Zhu Yunsheng greeted him first.

"Meet the Thirteenth Lord (brother)!"

When several attendants saluted one after another, Zhu Jinghong looked at Xiangyun, but the latter was also a bold person, so he quietly raised his head to look at him at this moment.

Xiangyun was fine, he had met Zhu Jinghong before, so he was not surprised at the moment.

"This girl... is the new attendant?" Zhu Jinghong asked knowingly.

Zhen Qin was a clever little ghost, and immediately stepped forward and replied, "That's right... this is Sister Xiangyun!"

Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied: "So it's Miss Xiangyun... We met outside the palace, but we didn't expect to meet here!"

"I don't remember where I met Lord Thirteen!" Xiang Yun directly denied.

How could she have met Zhu Jinghong as a daughter in her boudoir.

After touching his nose, Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied: "Maybe I remembered it wrong!"

"Baby girl, what are you laughing at?"

Baochai replied, "I think of something happy, so I laugh!"

"It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together, why don't you tell us to listen together!"

"I just remembered that there is a sentence in Zheng Fengli of the Book of Songs: Lamb fur and leopard decoration, Kong Wu is powerful. The son of He Qi, the governor of the state..."

Well, Zhu Jinghong admitted that he didn't understand well, so he simply changed the subject: "Sister, was I too hard just now?"

Zhu Yunsheng pouted, and replied: "Didn't Sister Bao say that... Lamb fur and leopard decoration, Kong Wu is powerful!"

"Oh……"

In response, Zhu Jinghong looked at Baochai, and sighed secretly that this girl boasted so secretly.

Walking behind Baochai, Zhu Jinghong looked at her waist, but remembered the "encounter" with Qiqige just now.

I don't know what it will feel like to hug Bao girl...

Suppressing the absurd thoughts in his heart, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "Baby girl, if you can praise you, just say a few more words, don't let people think that you are not knowledgeable enough!"

Turning around, looking at Zhu Jinghong who was staring at her, Baochai said with a slight smile: "Little girl is not very talented, so she only knows a few words!"

(End of this chapter)