King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 339 Watching Fireworks

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhu Jinghong felt extraordinarily at ease thinking about the extra gains today.

Just as he turned to leave, he heard Zhu Yunsheng's voice behind him: "Brother Thirteen, don't you have something to tell Dad?"

"I have something else to do?"

After stopping for a while and thinking about it, Zhu Jinghong understood his sister's plan. This girl wanted to go to the front.

Before he could explain, Empress Yang Qingyin asked, "What else do you need?"

Knowing that Zhu Jinghong would deny it, Zhu Yunsheng spoke up first: "Brother Thirteen said that he bought some fireworks for his daughter, and they are now stored in Xiyuan!"

"Really?"

Hearing the emperor's unfriendly tone, Zhu Jinghong immediately said, "Father, this is not the case, please listen to my explanation!"

"Explain? What is there to explain? You have this kind of heart...it's great!"

What?Is this what the old man said?Zhu Jinghong doubted his ears.

"Today is New Year's Eve. It only comes once a year. Let's have fun!"

Not only Zhu Jinghong was astonished, but Zhu Yunsheng who was beside him was also so surprised that he didn't have time to say what he had prepared later.

"Don't just invite Sheng'er, please invite all your brothers, nephews and nephews who are willing to go!" Zhu Xianming said in a kind tone.

"Father...are you serious?" Zhu Jinghong's tone was suspicious.

"You have no jokes!"

Different from Zhu Jinghong's cautiousness, Zhu Yunsheng cheered at this moment, came behind his father and beat his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Father... then shall we go now?"

"Go now? Are you so impatient?" Zhu Xianming smiled.

"Staying here is boring!"

Hearing what his sister said, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help feeling that she was brave enough to talk to the old man like this.

But he forgot that some of his remarks sometimes were much more outrageous than Zhu Yunsheng's.

"Then you go, be careful!" Zhu Xianming warned.

"Thank you Daddy!"

Good guy, Zhu Yunsheng's coquettish voice made the old father laugh heartily and attracted the attention of many people in the hall.

"Old Shisan, you have to take good care of Sheng'er, if something goes wrong..."

"Just hit me!" Zhu Jinghong had already learned to answer quickly.

"As long as you know!"

At this time Zhu Yunsheng said: "Father...then we will go!"

"Go and play!"

So she pulled Zhu Jinghong and walked out, greeting her nieces and nephews as she walked, and soon a large group of people gathered around her.

Although the royal children and grandchildren live a comfortable life, they are also very strict on weekdays. There are not many days when they have wild fun like today, so they will naturally be happy to participate.

Watching a group of juniors leave, Yang Qingyin looked at the emperor beside her and asked, "Are you so talkative today?"

"It's said that our family has no relatives. I just want to show others that it's different now!"

"Now it's different from the past...it'd be better!" Yang Qingyin said in a low voice.

On the other side, Zhu Jinghong led a large group of people and walked for [-] minutes before arriving at Xihua Gate.

This time, he had followed the imperial decree seriously, so it was easy to pass.

After leaving the palace gate, there were already more than a dozen sedan chairs waiting, specifically to carry the princes and grandsons.

After getting into the sedan chair, these children were all very excited, chatting, laughing and playing around endlessly.

"Brother Thirteen, when you leave the palace... take us two with you!"

"That's right...I can carry the knife for you, and Brother Fourteen can carry the quiver for you!"

The ones following Zhu Jinghong at this moment are naturally his two good brothers.

Seeing that Zhu Jinghong didn't come to class every day, the two of them were already very itchy, and they would bring it up whenever they had the opportunity.

"Train with me, can you do it? Train soldiers and horses, can you do it? Build guns and cannons, can you do it?"

Zhu Jinghong's repeated questions left Zhu Jingchun and the others speechless, and finally had to leave embarrassingly.

For Zhu Jinghong, there will be no benefits from taking these two people with him, but there may be a lot of troubles.

Without the harassment of these two, it seemed that the speed of the journey was a little faster, and soon they arrived at Xiyuan.

Deng An had already brought the fireworks, and it seemed that there were quite a few of them, which attracted a bunch of kids to surround them excitedly.

It's not that they haven't seen fireworks, but that they haven't played with them themselves, so they are so keen on it.

"Be sure to keep an eye on it, and no one will be injured!"

After ordering a group of eunuchs, Zhu Jinghong hid in the pavilion for leisure, but he himself was not very interested in it.

"Why don't you two go?" Zhu Jinghong looked curiously at the two girls.

At this moment, following him are Yang Jingting and Xue Baochai, one on the left and the other on the right like two maids.

"Why don't Brother Thirteen go?" Yang Jingting asked first.

Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied: "This is for children to play. Next year I will be crowned king and marry a wife. How could I like these children's tricks!"

But he would never have thought that the word "marry a wife" in his words had already touched the heartstrings of the two girls.

At this time Baochai asked, "But I don't know what the Thirteenth Lord likes?"

Zhu Jinghong did not answer directly, but asked: "But I don't know what the girl likes?"

The question and answer between the two of them was like feeding dog food to Yang Jingting's mouth, which made her eyes flush.

What makes her even more sad is that no one pays attention to her sadness, which is equivalent to mental exhaustion.

At this time Baochai replied: "What do I like, what does it have to do with the Thirteenth Lord?"

Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied, "Maybe we both have the same preferences!"

He didn't notice Yang Jingting's strangeness, but Baochai caught it all in his eyes.

Looking at Yang Jingting's aggrieved appearance that she wanted to cry, Baochai couldn't help asking herself if she was being too cruel to her.

But this kind of thought only crossed Baochai's mind in a hurry, because she was not the only one responsible for this result, to be precise, all three of them were responsible.

"What a bad fate!" Baochai sighed inwardly.

The two girls were taking their time, and Zhu Jinghong suddenly asked: "Why don't you two talk?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound from the frozen lake in the distance, followed by brilliant fireworks exploding in the night sky.

As more and more fireworks were lit, the dazzling fireworks lit up the area like daylight.

Inside the gazebo, the three of Zhu Jinghong stood side by side, looking up at the dazzling fireworks.

But no matter how beautiful the fireworks are, how can they be more beautiful than beauties.

Zhu Jinghong first looked to the left, and saw his cousin looking at the sky seriously, with longing for beautiful things on his face, and he didn't know what was going on in this girl's head.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Jinghong turned his head to look to the right, and saw Baochai smiling calmly, as if he knew that he was being appreciated.

"Although there are many beauties in this world, only those like Bao Yatou who are just the right amount of fat and are so beautiful...are my favorites!"

When he thought about this, he couldn't help looking at Baochai a few more times, which made Yang Jingting feel a great crisis.

"It seems that Brother Thirteen really likes Baochai more..."

Up to now, this is a problem that Yang Jingting has to face, while she knew it before but avoided it.

"I can't sit still, I have to do something..."

"Aunt... If aunt can make the decision for me, nothing will happen to Baochai!"

Yang Jingting didn't plan to tell the queen to do it herself, but asked her family to write a letter to propose.

After looking at Baochai who was still indifferent, Yang Jingting felt a little more confident. She didn't feel that she must have lost.

"You lost your father when you were young, Baochai, Baochai...how could you be chosen!" Yang Jingting smiled more confidently.

(End of this chapter)