King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 37 This bastard
"You're not a dandy, you're hopeless..."

Hearing the muttering of the good grandson, even if Jia's mother doted on Baoyu, her color changed at this moment.

"Baoyu, don't talk nonsense!" Mother Jia scolded with a straight face.

This was the first time Jiamu scolded Baoyu, which surprised all the sisters present, and Baoyu himself felt very wronged.

Although distressed, Mother Jia still educated with a stern face: "The Thirteenth Master is the heir of the Holy One, how can I make irresponsible remarks?"

There are a lot of people in the capital talking about Zhu Jinghong in private, but no one dares to belittle him openly. Jinyi Weidong Factory is not just kidding.

Knowing Baoyu's temperament, Jia's mother was afraid that he would not listen, so she repeated a few words.

After Baoyu made repeated promises, Jia's mother was a little relieved, and motioned for Tanchun to continue talking.

"Brother Xue was beaten up, and then sent to Yingtian Mansion Yamen by the Thirteenth Lord. As a result, Brother Xue came out on the same day because of his relationship!"

Hearing this, Mother Jia asked: "The officials in Yingtian are stupid, they dare to release the people arrested by Lord Thirteen?"

Compared with Mrs. Wang, Jia Mu's insight is undoubtedly much wider, and she is very aware of the seriousness of the incident.

The children of the royal family are rampant, especially the thirteenth master is still the first prince, who can bear it if he makes a fuss?
"I don't know about this granddaughter. I only heard that Thirteenth Master led troops to break into Xue's house and turned Xue's house upside down. Now Xue's family seems to be forced..."

Xue's family was in trouble, and Jia's family was likely to be implicated, but no one came to report to him, which made Jia's mother furious.

So before Tanchun finished speaking, he listened to Mother Jia's order: "Go...call your master over!"

At this time, Mother Jia was not in the mood to chat and laugh with her granddaughter, so she ordered someone to pass the meal in a hurry and told them to rest early after eating.

After a while Mrs. Wang came, and Jia Mu led her to the back hall for questioning. Baoyu and others dispersed after dinner.

"Sister Lin, I wrote a poem these days, do you want to go and have a look?" Jia Baoyu caught up with Lin Daiyu and asked.

Lin Daiyu stopped and said with a smile: "Second elder brother's poems are naturally good, but younger sister is less talented, I'm afraid I can't understand them!"

Pulling Daiyu together, Baoyu said, "If you have little talent and little learning, I'm afraid no one in the world can be called well-learned!"

After walking a few steps, Daiyu suddenly asked: "Second brother, you have memorized all the books that uncle asked you to read!"

Baoyu, who was quite happy at first, immediately had a bitter face when he heard this, and he really didn't have much interest in his Four Books and Five Classics.

"If uncle asks, why doesn't second brother present the poem to uncle to taste, I think with second brother's great talent, uncle will be satisfied after reading it!" Daiyu smiled, her beautiful eyes full of teasing.

Jia Baoyu was feeling sad when he suddenly saw Daiyu's half-smile, and immediately realized that his good sister was playing tricks on him.

"Okay, sister Lin, you have learned badly too..."

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Night, the imperial city, forbidden.

Inside the Qianqing Palace, the lights are bright.

Inside the main hall, there are more than a dozen tables, and more than [-] young eunuchs are fiddling with the abacus, and the scene echoes with crackling sounds.

Next to each of them, there is a large wooden box containing a large number of account books.

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that there would be such a scene in the palace of the emperor of the Ming Empire.

On the attic on the west side of the dormitory, a man dressed in a gray cloud-pattern straight gown, with gray beard and hair mixed in, was lying on a rocking chair and reading a book.

There is no doubt that this is the master of the Eastern World, the No. 15 emperor of the Ming Empire, and the orthodox emperor Zhu Xianming.

Emperor Zhengtong is 49 years old this year. Although he has reached the age of knowing his destiny, his expression is resolute and majestic. His whole person is like a sword drawn out of its scabbard.

The crackling sound of settlement from below made Zhu Xianming really unable to read the book. In the end, he threw the book on the coffee table and turned his head to check the progress below.

He had to send someone to account for every account reported by the Ministry of Finance, just because he couldn't trust those officials.

As an emperor with "extraordinary experience", Zhu Xianming has a hard time trusting people in this world, even his own son.

Just when Zhu Xianming was thinking about whether he should read in another place, footsteps came from the attic.

"Your Majesty, Jinling Jinyiwei has sent back a report!"

Zhu Xianming got up from the reclining chair, reached out to take the envelope from the eunuch, tore off the seal and took out the report inside.

Jinling is [-] to [-] miles away from Luoyang, and it takes about three to four days to deliver the letter. The letter is written three days ago.

Before Zhu Xianming finished reading the report, he heard him scold angrily: "Old Thirteen...this bastard!"

It was mentioned in the report two days ago that Zhu Jinghong took people to play outside the palace, but Zhu Xianming didn't take it seriously.

Later, Zhu Jinghong scolded the officials angrily. In Zhu Xianming's opinion, he was helping Zhu Jingyuan, so he turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.

But he didn't know that his rebellious son was getting more and more out of line, and even did something like leading troops to break into a private residence.

When Zhu Xianming lost his temper, the young eunuchs who were serving around him immediately knelt down, trembling as if they were facing an abyss.

And the people who settled accounts below were even more silent and did not dare to move, for fear of making noises that would arouse the emperor's anger.

Zhu Xianming cursed a word, making the whole hall temporarily banned.

"It was quite lively just now, why is there a sudden silence!"

At this moment, a gentle voice came from outside, and everyone in the hall immediately looked forward to a savior.

After a while, a woman over forty years old was seen walking into the hall accompanied by several court ladies.

Although the woman is not young, it can be vaguely seen that she is a great beauty when she is young.

At the moment, although he is dressed plainly, he has an indescribable nobility, but also has an affinity, which makes people feel like a spring breeze when they see him.

At this time, the only one who can be careless in the hall is Zhu Xianming's first wife, who is now the Empress of the Central Palace in the Ming Dynasty.

"Where is His Majesty?"

Everyone was trembling and did not dare to answer, only the head eunuch glanced at the upstairs, and Yang Qingyin finally understood.

So she looked up upstairs, only to see her husband with his back turned to her, and at the moment he was flipping through the newspaper.

"What are you supposed to do!" Yang Qingyin said calmly.

With her words, everyone in the hall felt a lot more at ease, and then resumed their busy work.

And Yang Qingyin led several court ladies into the inner hall and up the stairs, and came to the opposite of Zhu Xianming.

"Your Majesty, who made you angry again?" Yang Qingyin asked suspiciously.

Zhu Xianming was furious, and said coldly: "Who else, of course it is your good son!"

"What happened to the fourth child?"

"It's the old thirteen!" Zhu Xianming's tone became more and more hostile.

"This bastard, left the capital without anyone to control him, and went to Yingtian to act mischievously, it's completely embarrassing to me!"

After receiving the report from Zhu Xianming, Yang Qingyin read it carefully, seeing that her son had fully recovered, her heart finally fell.

"The child is just messing around, and nothing happened, why are you so angry!"

It is said that the royal family loves the eldest son, but for Yang Qingyin, the youngest son is the one who loves the most. After all, he was raised by himself.

I only heard Yang Qingyin continue to say: "What's more, the thirteenth child is also helping the fourth child, brothers and sisters are worthy of praise!"

"Praise? Are you confused?" Zhu Xianming said angrily.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyin said coldly: "I'm old, but I'm not confused!"

At this moment, she was also aroused, and she sat directly on the rocking chair beside her, leaving Zhu Xianming without a place to sit.

"What do you mean by sending the fourth child to Jinling?"

Yang Qingyin is not an ordinary woman who can be such a ruthless queen as Zhu Xianming. She can see everything inside and outside the court, including Zhu Xianming's thoughts.

"He was weak in the first place, and he was exhausted all the way. How can you be such a father?" Yang Qingyin asked coldly.

These words had been held back in her heart for a long time, and today she finally found a chance to speak them out.

Zhu Xianming never imagined that his wife would take advantage of the problem after he had only trained his incompetent young son.

Wouldn't it be laughed at by others when the empress and empress quarreled?
"Go out!"

With Zhu Xianming's words, all the court ladies and eunuchs inside and outside the hall all retreated at this moment.

In the huge palace, only the emperor and empress were left.

(End of this chapter)