King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 38 Queen's Wrath

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The hall was extremely quiet, and Zhu Xianming's face became even more ugly.

"I let my fourth son go to Jinling to train him. As a prince, he always needs to know how the place works and how the army is mobilized..."

"Really? Could it be that you can't learn these things in the capital?"

Turning around and leaning on the railing, Zhu Xianming said coldly: "What are you thinking today? Could it be that you came here to find me?"

"I don't dare to find fault with you. Now that this is the case, I will ask some questions explicitly!"

"What?"

"Fourth and sixth, who do you want to stand up for?"

This sentence is really too explicit, and it should not be asked from the mouth of a subject, the queen is naturally a subject.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of questioning is equivalent to forcing the palace, and it is also normal to set up a treason.

However, Zhu Xianming and his wife have walked hand in hand through the most difficult years. They are confidants and comrades who depend on life and death.

So between the two of them, the relationship between the monarch and his ministers is at the bottom, so Yang Qingyin dared to ask this directly.

Rao is Zhu Xianming who is fierce and decisive, facing his wife's questioning at this moment, he doesn't know how to answer.

"What kind of experience, you didn't connive at the sixth child, why do you think I don't know?"

"Isn't it just that you are worried about the fourth child, afraid that he will also learn from the grandfather and you, so you help the sixth child to balance the fourth child!"

"You're presumptuous..." Zhu Xianming scolded angrily, and turned around to stare at Yang Qingyin.

If other people saw the emperor's appearance, they would probably pee their pants in fright, but Yang Qingyin was not included now.

"Why, was I right?"

This is indeed Zhu Xianming's mind, he himself is robbing the throne, so naturally he has to guard against his son's rebellion.

"A woman's opinion is nonsense!"

"That's all. You are the emperor... It's not unusual to do these things!" Yang Qingyin sneered.

"But why do you prefer the sixth child, and look down on the fourth child, are you belittling or reprimanding?"

"You don't know the virtues of the fourth child? If he can accomplish a few things, I will always scold him?" This is also Zhu Xianming's sincere words.

He snatched the throne himself, so he naturally didn't want future generations to follow him, so he picked up the rules of the Ming Dynasty and directly made the eldest son the crown prince.

I thought that with such an arrangement, Li Tang's past events would not happen again, but Zhu Jingyuan was a dou who couldn't help him.

Weak in doing things, pedantic in thinking, weak in body, lacking in assertiveness...

Such a person, how can he rest assured to hand over the country.

To Zhu Xianming, the crown prince is like a weakling. Establishing him is worried that he will not be able to keep the country, and deposing him will violate the rules of succession.

So Zhu Xianming himself hadn't figured out who to take over.

It is precisely because of this point that King Rui Zhu Jingyuan will bravely fight the crown prince and compete for the throne of the emperor.

In fact, Yang Qingyin was also aware of the messy things involved, but she had to save some face for her husband, so she didn't pick them out.

"What happened to the fourth child? Is he not good at writing? Or is he not filial?"

"The fourth child is indecisive and cowardly, don't you know?"

"Why is he like this? Isn't it because you are too strict, and you have praised him a few times since you were young?" Yang Qingyin tried her best to defend her son.

At this point, the conflict could no longer be resolved, and the hall became silent again.

It is impossible for the emperor to be subdued, Yang Qingyin knows this very well, and she no longer wants to stay here any longer.

"You are the emperor, I can't stop you from making the fourth and the sixth fight, and the thirteenth will never let you ruin it!"

Looking at his unreasonable wife, Zhu Xianming scolded angrily: "I let him study and understand, how can I destroy him?"

"He doesn't want your throne, he can do whatever he wants, why should you be so lenient!"

"Can you be reasonable?" At this moment, Zhu Xianming actually showed grievance.

Standing up suddenly from the rocking chair, Yang Qingyin almost fell down, but Zhu Xianming stepped forward to hold her in time.

Throwing her husband's hand away, Yang Qingyin said coldly: "Reasonable? Are you a reasonable person?"

As a mother, it is normal for Yang Qingyin to be angry when she sees her husband instigating two sons to fight each other and being too strict with the younger son.

So when she finished speaking, she went straight down the stairs, leaving Zhu Xianming upstairs alone.

Walking to the center of the hall, Yang Qingyin looked up at the attic, and Zhu Xianming quickly looked away.

"The surname Zhu, let me tell you, I can't control the fourth and sixth adults, and the thirteenth is not allowed to let you ruin it!"

After saying that, Yang Qingyin left gracefully, and only after she left the door did Zhu Xianming yell at her: "Stinky bitch, you are going to turn the world upside down!"

As an emperor himself, he was threatened and reprimanded by others, how decent is it to spread the word?
Of course, things like the emperor's husband and wife were no secret in the capital.

As an emperor who aspires to be on par with Emperor Taizong of Tang, if Emperor Taizong of Tang could tolerate Empress Changsun, how could Zhu Xianming not tolerate Yang Qingyin.

Besides, outside the door, dozens of eunuchs and court ladies were trembling, kneeling on the ground, not knowing what to do with themselves.

"go!"

"Your Majesty, this stewed soup..."

So, tonight the empress came here specially to deliver soup, lest Zhu Xianming be hungry at night.

"Put it here, whether he likes to drink or not!"

"Yes!"

The queen left with her own people, leaving only the people on duty in the Qianqing Palace tonight.

"What the hell are you doing outside? Hurry up and do something!"

The roar of the emperor's fury was like starting the clockwork of everyone. Dozens of people immediately started to act in an orderly manner, and the abacus was crackling.

The food box left by the queen was carried to the attic by Cheng Ying, the eunuch in charge of the Qianqing Palace.

"Your Majesty, this is soup from the empress, look..."

There was a quarrel just now, according to Zhu Xianming's attitude just now, it is time for Cheng Ying to throw things out.

But he really couldn't bear it, he was afraid that he would really offend the queen because of this, and there would be more disturbances in the future.

Trying his best to suppress his anger, Zhu Xianming said in a deep voice, "Drink a fart, put it aside!"

After saying this, he sat back on the rocking chair and continued to read the report that was delivered just now.

Originally wanted to call Zhu Jinghong back to the capital, but after the empress made such a fuss, Zhu Xianming had to give up temporarily.

Although Zhu Xianming was angry, he also knew that what his youngest son did was really useful in purging Jinling official circles.

"Mobilize sailors? There are only so few sailors in total, so you don't need to guard against foreigners if you transfer all of them?"

Seeing the prince's request in the memorial, Zhu Xianming became more and more angry.

So he immediately picked up the ink pen and wrote: "Is the prince sharing the worries for me, or I am sharing the worries for the prince!"

After writing this sentence, Zhu Xianming put down the memorial and looked downstairs again.

Because of the north-south war, the imperial court is very short of money now, and he will not and cannot give any support except for the military strength of both princes.

Although the Japanese pirates were fierce, they were only suffering from ringworm and scabies. The biggest hidden danger to the imperial court today still came from several tribes in the northwest.

After years of suppression, although all the ministries have been subdued, the Northwest Frontier is not 100% stable due to the Raksha State stirring up trouble.

In fact, Zhu Xianming wanted to train the prince to go to Jinling, but it is a pity that the prince has not done anything that he can praise.

The only progress in catching up was due to Zhu Jinghong's tossing around, so that at this moment Zhu Xianming was even more disappointed.

Putting down the memorial, he looked at the food box beside him. Cheng Ying, who was standing by the side, immediately understood, stepped forward to open the box and brought out the soup.

When the lid was lifted, the aroma immediately wafted into the nostrils, making Zhu Xianming, who was already a little hungry, move his index finger.

"You don't need to wait here, go down!"

"Yes!"

After Cheng Ying left, Zhu Xianming immediately picked up the bowl, filled it with soup and brought it to his mouth, the temperature was just lukewarm.

"It's delicious!"

After drinking it in one sip, Zhu Xianming only felt the mellow taste, and he licked his lips with endless aftertaste.

(End of this chapter)