King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 389 Love Song
The banquet was actually a diplomatic occasion. Everyone kept flattering the emperor and praised Zhu Xianming's saintly benevolence to the sky.

The emperor in the main position was reduced to a tool to prove the emperor's benevolence and filial piety. On the contrary, Zhu Xianming kept mentioning how kind the emperor was.

Toasts made over and over again, and people knelt down and bowed in greeting over and over again, also brought the atmosphere of the campfire dinner to a climax.

Unlike the Ming Dynasty officials who were reserved, some of these foreign khan leaders and chieftains sang loudly to express their respect for the emperor, while others showed up in groups to dance to please the emperor.

The music is brisk, the songs are rough, and the dances are graceful... This situation and scene are just like the Zhenguan era thousands of years ago.

On the high platform, Zhu Xianming looked at his father and asked calmly: "Dad... how are I and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty?"

When Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty captured Jie Li to Chang'an and asked him to dance for his father, Zhu Xianming felt that from this point of view, he was really no worse than Li Shimin.

Picking up the wine glass, Zhu Xinkan said slowly: "My son should compare himself to Yao and Shun!"

Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty was a secular sage, while Yao and Shun were myths. They were flawless saints and sages in the Confucian ideal.

Zhu Xianming also raised a glass to his father and said with a smile: "You should do your best!"

While the wine was flowing, some people sang and danced, and some people came to the emperor to toast. The prince and Prince Rui were also very busy.

Only Zhu Jinghong sat far away, talking and laughing with his sister.

"Brother Thirteen, those women's voices are so nice!" Zhu Yunsheng pointed forward.

The singing voice in front was melodious, and several girls were singing and dancing. It was obvious that they had come well prepared.

"Singing...who doesn't know how to sing?" Zhu Jinghong said with an indifferent attitude.

"You can?"

"How simple!" Zhu Jinghong drank a glass of wine. In his previous life, he often went out to sing with clients.

Zhu Yunsheng was also very playful and immediately said: "Then sing a song!"

"What's the benefit of letting me sing for nothing?" Zhu Jinghong asked with a smile.

Zhu Yunsheng didn't waste any time and said immediately: "If Brother Thirteen makes a mistake again and is punished, I will help you to beg father for mercy!"

"You're just begging for me, but the old man may not be merciful!" Zhu Jinghong said with an indifferent attitude.

He was really going to make some big mistakes recently, and Zhu Yunsheng's intercession would be very useful to him.

"If dad doesn't show mercy, I will accompany Brother Thirteen to be punished!" Zhu Yunsheng said with a firm expression.

"Seriously?" Zhu Jinghong smiled. He knew that the emperor was reluctant to punish this precious daughter.

"really!"

"Okay...brother, I will sing a cappella song for you!"

Hearing what he said, several girls, even though they were sitting next door, pricked up their ears to listen.

The dignified prince singing... is definitely a rare sight.

After coughing a few times to clear his throat, Zhu Jinghong was thinking about which song to sing. It would be better if it was more suitable for the occasion so as not to be abrupt.

Thinking of a song that was loved by a certain richest man in his previous life, he immediately paid attention to it.

"Since you left, I have lost my tenderness..."

The lyrics are very straightforward and the singing style is very unique, which is far beyond the expectations of Zhu Yunsheng and others.

It turns out that Brother Thirteen really knows how to sing... Zhu Yunsheng thought.

"Remember that you promised me that you wouldn't let me lose you, but you followed the migratory bird returning south and flew so far..."

Zhu Jinghong sang beautifully and secretly said that the God of Swordsman's songs were so good that not only the richest man liked him, but also the prince.

The lyrics were full of affection, the melody was melodious and melodious, and the performance method was novel... The girls all listened attentively for a while.

After singing the song, before Zhu Jinghong could show off, a voice came from behind.

"You sing so well. The person your Highness loves in the song must be my sister!"

Zhu Jinghong sang emotionally, and the girls listened carefully, but they didn't notice anyone coming behind him.

Looking back, Zhu Jinghong took a closer look and realized that the person coming was the woman who made his eyes light up.

"you are?"

"I am Nuomin from the Mubu League!"

Compared to Zhu Jinghong who was interested in the girl in front of him, Zhu Yunsheng was more curious about who the "sister" the other party called was and how this person could make his brother sing so emotionally.

"Who is your sister?"

Baochai and the others were in the same mood as Zhu Yunsheng, so they stared at Nuomin with curiosity.

"My sister is the Qiqiqi of Junggar, and she even served as a chamberlain for Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

It turns out to be his style...

Why is it the way it is?
After hearing what Nuo Min said, Zhu Yunsheng and others had new doubts.

Qiqige didn't stay in the palace for long. They got along with her day and night, and they didn't see how kind Zhu Jinghong was to her.

Especially Baochai understands that every time Zhu Jinghong goes to the east hall of Kunning Palace, he basically stays with her.

But Baochai also knew that it was impossible to expect Zhu Jinghong to be single-minded, so she soon felt relieved.

On the other hand, Yang Jingting, who was on the side, felt particularly uncomfortable at the moment.

Baochai could only compete with her, but now Qi Qiqi could compete with her thousands of miles away, which made Yang Jingting feel even more like a failure.

As for Daiyu and Xiangyun, they are now asking Zhen Qin who he is and what happened to the Thirteenth Master.

Only the person involved, Zhu Jinghong, was confused as to why this song was sung for Qiqige.

"Girl, you're probably mistaken!"

"You can't be wrong...snowy mountains, cold winds, the West Sea, plateaus...isn't this Junggar?"

After Jing Nuomin said this, everyone felt that it made more sense, so they all looked at Zhu Jinghong.

Thinking of the love-hate look in Qiqige's eyes when he mentioned Zhu Jinghong, Nuo Min said bluntly: "Your Highness, my sister also likes you!"

Good guy, this is really good guy...

Others were fine. Yang Jingting snorted coldly and then cursed: "Shameless!"

Zhu Jinghong was her future husband, and Yang Jingting couldn't bear Nuo Min's words.

Nuo Min glanced at Yang Jingting, but ignored her. Instead, she said to Zhu Jinghong: "Your love must have suffered a lot of hardships to be so poignant and touching!"

"I……"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely convey your true feelings for my sister to her!"

"actually……"

Just as Zhu Jinghong was about to explain, Cheng Ying came to his side, bent her waist and said, "Thirteenth Master, the Lord calls you over!"

"Oh...wait a minute, I'll say a few words before I go!"

Only Zhu Jinghong could make the emperor wait.

"Thirteenth Master, the Lord is angry, you'd better go now!" Cheng Ying kindly reminded.

The emperor was the eldest. Although Zhu Jinghong wanted to explain, he could only wait until later.

"Wait for me for a while, and I'll make it clear to you when I get back!"

Speaking clearly is secondary. Talking to this beautiful girl is Zhu Jinghong's purpose.

"My thirteenth brother and Qi Qiqi, do we really have such a true relationship?"

Looking at the princess in front of her, Nuo Min said very seriously: "My sister admires brave men the most. As long as His Highness Prince Xiang is brave and invincible, her love will not be false!"

"Then tell me the inside story!" Zhu Yunsheng became more and more curious.

When Nuo Min deduced the "plot" based on the lyrics, Daiyu looked at Baochai beside her and whispered: "Sister Bao, this Thirteenth Master is really a... passionate person!"

Knowing that Daiyu would not say anything nice next, Baochai asked, "Why...you like him too?"

"Sister Bao will talk nonsense...Ignore you!"

Daiyu looked away, but she was actually listening to Nuomin's story.

It can be said that Nuo Min's brain turned very quickly. By deducing the lyrics, she imagined a poignant and beautiful love story between Zhu Jinghong and Qi Ge.

After hearing the end, even Baochai was no longer calm and almost thought that what Nuo Min said was true.On the other side, Zhu Jinghong, who was handed over, was being scolded by the emperor again.

"You are really sensible. You drink for fun by yourself, and you are still thinking about singing...but you don't know that your grandpa is here to say a word!"

"What do you mean? All the benevolence, filial piety and etiquette I learned in books have been read into the dog's belly?"

Being scolded by the emperor, Zhu Jinghong just lowered his head and listened, with no intention of defending himself.

He didn't come to toast like his brother tonight because he did it deliberately. He made a few mistakes while keeping his face hidden, so that he would feel more at ease.

Seeing that he was being reprimanded, Zhu Jingyuan, who was not far away, looked calm. His suspicion of Zhu Jinghong was slightly weaker, but he still maintained great vigilance.

"My son deserves to die!" Zhu Jinghong knelt down directly.

He admitted his mistake so freely and freely, which gave Zhu Xianming nowhere to vent his anger. He couldn't really beat the kid in front of him to death.

"Fourth, that's almost enough... When you were young, weren't you the same as Little Thirteen, who liked to stay with girls!"

The Emperor suddenly spoke, choking off all the rest of Zhu Xianming's words.

At this time, Zhu Jinghong raised his head and looked at his father with a scrutinizing gaze, as if to say that you have always been like this.

Zhu Jinghong immediately lowered his head when Zhu Xianming glared at him.

"What are you still doing? If you don't hurry up and pour your grandpa a drink, my pain will be in vain!" After another scolding, Zhu Xianming easily changed the subject.

He was flattering here, and Nuomin on the other end had finished telling the story. Everyone present thought it was wonderful, although they knew it was not the case at all.

However, before Nuo Min could say a few more words, she was taken away by Su He who came over. Before leaving, Su He even confessed to Zhu Yunsheng.

After being pulled aside, Nuo Min said reluctantly: "Father... what are you doing?"

"I told you that I wanted you to calm down. See what you have done?" Su He looked sulky, but spoke in a low voice.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to be around the Zhu family? If they are unhappy, they can kill you!"

Although she was dissatisfied, she thought that her father was caring about her, so Nuo Min could only listen to her instructions honestly.

"Father, I discovered a secret!"

"What secret?" Su He asked subconsciously.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Xiang, is very affectionate towards my sister!"

Su He knew the inside story of Qiqi's departure from the capital, and immediately sneered when he heard this: "Absurd..."

The father and daughter were having a bad conversation here, and Zhu Jinghong was also uncomfortable on the other side, for no other reason than that he was standing next to the emperor.

Rather than just standing around, Zhu Xianming asked various questions about military training and ordnance manufacturing.

"By the way, there is news from Nanzhen Fusi that there is really gold in Japan!"

It has been over forty days since Zhu Jinghong last mentioned this matter, and now the news has come back from Nanzhen Fusi, and the speed is no longer unusually fast.

After all, Japan is far away overseas, and it is very troublesome to communicate news. This shows that Nanzhen Fusi operates extremely efficiently.

"Japan is a rich mine, and gold is always being picked up. Dad... you have to hurry up!"

"They are not the only ones. The places in Luzon, Tianzhu, and South Vietnam are all extremely rich!"

Zhu Xianming's heart was already agitated when he learned that there were real mines in Japan.

With money, he could mobilize resources, expand his military and prepare for war, and create greater achievements. How could he refuse such a temptation?

"To maintain stability and peace in the world, Ming Dynasty needs these mines!" Zhu Jinghong said firmly.

Stroking his beard, Zhu Xianming said slowly: "Japan may not be willing..."

"Then they are the chief culprits of destroying the world's peace, and the imperial court should punish them severely with heavenly weapons..." Zhu Jinghong said righteously.

"But this vast sea..."

"So my son has already said that when the Ming Dynasty builds a navy, it will not only be Japan's gold mines, but also those extremely rich Westerners, we can also collect taxes from them!"

At this moment, Zhu Jinghong has completely transformed into a militant, and Zhu Xianming has obviously changed his mind.

"It makes sense..."

As the father and son talked deeply, time passed quickly. About half an hour later, this unique dinner came to an end.

The foreign ministers kowtowed to the emperor, and then Zhu Xianming announced that the banquet was over, and everyone left the venue under the guidance of the etiquette officer.

Some vassals left starting the next day, but some people chose to stay and enjoy the prosperity of Shenjing for a few more days.

Among them was the Mokube League envoy. It was not that he was nostalgic for the prosperity of Shenjing, but he simply doted on his daughter.

But at this moment, the official residence where Su He was staying saw an uninvited guest away.

"Invitation from King Xiang?" Nuo Min was very curious.

Su He nodded, but felt very strange in his heart. He didn't understand why King Xiang summoned him.

"Father, shall we go?"

Su Heping replied: "His Majesty the Emperor gave a banquet the day before yesterday. His Royal Highness Prince Xiang had a very happy conversation with His Majesty. We cannot afford to offend him!"

"So we have to go!" Nuomin said straightforwardly.

"exactly!"

When the father and daughter were planning to set off, Zhu Jinghong was sitting in the meditation hall of the inner palace, wiping his sword with a towel.

Jingxin Hall is the side hall on the west side of Yin'an Hall. When you hear the name, it should be a study room, but now it has become his arsenal.

The Mingli Hall on the east side of Yin'an Hall became the place where he displayed his armor.

Such functional settings are completely contrary to the emperor's wishes, but no one cares about him now.

"Your Majesty, are you really meeting guests in the carriage house?" Yu Hai was a little hesitant. If it were Deng An, he would not ask these questions.

"Ok!"

After receiving a positive answer, Yu Hai could only go down and make arrangements.

"Master Thirteen, have some tea!" Yinglian walked in holding a teacup.

Currently, there are more than twenty maids serving in Yin'an Hall, but only Yinglian is responsible for personal service.

Putting down the towel in his hand, Zhu Jinghong took the teacup and said, "Let them do all these things!"

Yinglian is not stupid. If this job is given to others, she and Zhu Jinghong will be estranged. She is very aware of those people's flirtatious methods.

"This slave likes to serve the prince!" Yinglian responded.

Zhu Jinghong didn't say much. After drinking tea, he pulled Yinglian into his arms and started playing with her up and down. Soon the sound of her gasping could be heard in the room.

Half an hour later, Su He and his daughter arrived outside Prince Xiang's Mansion, and were ushered in from the side door by the eunuch.

The two of them were taken to the carriage house, and out of curiosity they heard Yu Hai explain: "The Thirteenth Master has a good horse, and I would like to discuss it with you. Please wait a moment!"

It turned out that they were discussing horses, which was beyond Su He's expectation.

After walking around the stable, he thought there was nothing new, but when he saw one of the black horses, Su He stopped.

Decades of experience told him that this was definitely a rare horse.

So he couldn't help but go up and pet him, but the horse was so bad-tempered that he almost knocked him down.

"Don't move around, strangers can't get close to it!" a waiter reminded.

This horse was a gift from Shui Rong, and there were two people dedicated to feeding it, and the treatment was better than most people.

Just when Su He was about to speak, Zhu Jinghong appeared at the right time. After venting his anger, he seemed refreshed, and his eyes looked much clearer when he looked at Nuo Min.

"See Your Majesty!"

Seeing a group of eunuchs saluting, Su He and his daughter also came forward to salute, but when they were about to bow down, they were stopped by Zhu Jinghong.

"No need to be polite, I have taken the liberty to invite you two here today. If there is anything rude... please forgive me!"

"Your Highness is welcome!"

"How about my BMW?" Zhu Jinghong pointed forward.

Su He immediately replied: "This is a one-in-a-million horse!"

(End of this chapter)