King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 409 Fight without fighting

When Baochai returned to the thatched hut, it had already been tidied up by the eunuchs.

Looking at the empty courtyard and remembering the lively scene here just now, Baochai couldn't help but sigh.

Then she walked into the house, and when she came to the bedroom, she saw Zhu Jinghong still lying down. So she came to the side table and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured herself a glass of water.

"The water is a little cold. It seems that we need to boil more water, but there is not enough water in the tank!"

After muttering to himself, Baochai looked at Zhu Jinghong on the bed and said, "My lord...could you please go get some water?"

After a few breaths, Zhu Jinghong showed no response, but Baochai did not give up.

She put down the cup and sat down by the bed. She leaned close to Zhu Jinghong and said softly: "Your Majesty... they are all gone, so you don't have to act anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jinghong opened his eyes directly, turned over and pressed Baochai under him, making her cry out "Ah" in shock.

"Baochai...what nonsense are you talking about? How come I acted it?" Zhu Jinghong's eyes were sharp.

However, Baochai was not afraid because she knew what kind of person Zhu Jinghong was and guessed what kind of thoughts her man had.

Baochai smiled lightly and said, "If you weren't acting, why did you lean on the pillow by yourself when I helped you to bed?"

To be honest, this reason is not sufficient, and both Zhu Jinghong and Baochai know this.

And at this moment, Zhu Jinghong also understood that Baochai had guessed his thoughts.

There is no other way. Firstly, Baochai is smart enough, and secondly, she cares a little more about Zhu Jinghong. The key is that she watches and thinks more.

Now that they are married, they eat and drink together day and night, they are intimate and Baochai is good at understanding, how could he not guess Zhu Jinghong's thoughts.

Of course, the only thing in the world that can detect Zhu Jinghong's disguise is the right time, the right place, and all the precious hairpins.

After pinching Baochai's pretty face, Zhu Jinghong then asked: "Then tell me, why should I act?"

"I think...it's just for the sake of suffering. I beg you two brothers to see how pitiful you are and to plead with Father to let us out!"

Hearing this, Zhu Jinghong laughed: "Baochai... I can never hide my thoughts from you!"

These words were by no means a joke, but he and his wife had a tacit understanding and did not intend to pierce the window paper.

When Zhu Jinghong moved his hand up and down, Baochai slapped his mischievous hand away, and then asked: "Seriously... do you really want to go out?"

"You think I don't want to go out?" Zhu Jinghong asked.

"I see you feel quite comfortable here!"

“How come you see?”

Sitting up from the bed, Baochai smoothed the scattered hair on her temples and said slowly: "On the one hand, you can avoid the two brothers, and on the other hand, you can do what you like with peace of mind!"

"You mean I like farming?" Zhu Jinghong said with a smile while pulling Baochai's hanging hair.

Of course Baochai didn't mean this. What she meant by Zhu Jinghong's "favorite thing" was his connection with the people in the Northern Four Guards.

"I see you are very happy farming!" Baochai continued.

After sitting up from the bed, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "You are really right... I do like farming!"

Holding Baochai's waist from behind, Zhu Jinghong put his head to his ear and whispered: "It's just a pity that a beauty like the princess has to suffer here with me!"

Turning her head slightly, Baochai said with a smile: "It's okay to feel a little wronged. I just hope that the prince will have a new love in the future, and don't forget my old person!"

"Clothes are no longer as good as new, and people are no longer as good as old...How could I not understand this truth?"

After Zhu Jinghong said this, he directly kissed Baochai's earlobe, which made the latter scream and then struggled to break free.

"Thirteenth Master, please respect yourself!" Baochai pretended to be angry.

When others call him Thirteenth Master, it's a sign of affection, but when she calls him this, it seems to be a natural one, which makes Zhu Jinghong laugh "haha".

…………

As expected by Zhu Jinghong, the emperor found out about his complaints that afternoon.

This is not a whistleblower, but a routine report from Dongchang. What they pay attention to is the truth.

Zhu Xianming has a lot to deal with every day, and he also made a special trip to check on Zhu Jinghong's situation, which shows how much he values ​​his youngest son.

"Bastard, this bastard... you dare to say that my treatment is unfair, I think he deserves a beating!" "Cheng Ying, immediately send an order to Dongchang to beat this bastard with twenty sticks!"

She was used to seeing the emperor's emotions and anger being invisible. Although she knew that the emperor would change his mood because of Zhu Jinghong, Cheng Ying was surprised every time he experienced it.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and send the message!" Zhu Xianming's tone was unkind.

Cheng Ying didn't dare to say anything at this moment. He immediately received the order and went out to deliver the message.

After another half an hour, the people from Dongchang arrived at Shanglinyuan, but they could not carry out the punishment.

Standing in the house, Baochai looked at the people in the East Factory outside and said slowly: "You have all seen that the prince is still drunk. If this happens, I am afraid that my father will not be able to spare you!"

The eunuchs present were in a dilemma at the moment. They did not dare to use the imperial staff, and they did not know how to go back and recover.

"The princess, your servants, etc. are also acting according to your orders!"

Baochai didn't argue too much. He stepped aside and said, "Then just do it. But the prince hasn't woken up yet, so I have to trouble you to carry him out and beat him!"

Even if they were to carry Zhu Jinghong out to fight, the eunuchs of Dongchang would not have the guts to do so.

In the past, every time before taking action, they would discuss it with Zhu Jinghong first, and then execute the imperial stick appropriately.

So now that Zhu Jinghong was drunk, the people in Dongchang were so confused that they didn't know how to deal with it.

But their entanglement was short-lived, because soon the eunuch from Kunning Palace came to convey the queen's decree to them.

The three sons had a great time playing today. The youngest son was about to be beaten with a cane if he complained even when he was drunk... How could Yang Qingyin endure this?

In Dongchang, everyone returned after receiving Yi's decree, and the emperor of Qianqing Palace was also offended.

"Old Thirteen is like this, and you still want to send someone to beat the imperial staff. What do you think you are worried about? Are you willing to beat him to death?"

"That's right... you are the emperor, and everyone in the world is your subject. Life, death, honor and disgrace all depend on your thoughts!"

"Our people are like grass, it's normal for you to kill them at will..."

Listening to Yang Qingyin's words becoming more and more outrageous, Zhu Xianming finally raised his head and said angrily: "Have you said enough?"

"Why... you think I'm annoying? Well, I'll leave now. I'll go live with Lao Shisan in Shanglin Garden. I won't be an eyesore to you anymore!" After saying that, Yang Qingyin turned around and left.

"Hey... don't leave, you guy..."

So the emperor couldn't sit still and immediately got up and chased after him. He really didn't even care about his face.

"I said why are you doing this? It's just to teach Thirteen a lesson. Why are you so aggressive..."

Stopping, Yang Qingyin turned around and said coldly: "That's it? Wasn't Old Thirteen dealt with badly enough by you?"

After straightening his sleeves, Zhu Xianming said calmly: "You can eat and drink, you can't be cold and you can't be hungry. How miserable can it be..."

"Compared to Grandpa Taizu's childhood, it's really not much harder!"

"I think it would be better if you let Thirteen go to the temple to become a monk in a few days, so that he can live the life of his ancestors. Wouldn't it be easier for you?" Yang Qingyin said in a particularly cold tone.

"You... arrogant!"

Although he was reprimanding, Zhu Xianming's words were somewhat weak in the end, at least they did not scare Yang Qingyin at all.

"In the past, Taizu had a virtuous wife like Empress Xiaocigao. You should also learn from your ancestors and show some respect to me..." Zhu Xianming said with a serious expression.

"Back then, Guo Zixing imprisoned Taizu and was not allowed to eat. In order to save Taizu, Empress Xiaocigao stole cooking cakes and used them to eat, but the meat was burnt..."

"My concubine was wounded by an arrow back then, but she brought it upon herself. How dare she compare to the filial and kind empress..."

Yang Qingyin's strange words left the emperor speechless.

"Queen...I was confused and said the wrong thing for a moment, don't take it to heart!" Zhu Xianming said with a sneer.

He was really worried that his wife would be so angry that he would have no caring person in the world.

"It turns out that His Majesty can also do wrong things!"

"A wise man will surely make a mistake if he thinks a lot!"

　I'm a little stuck, that's all for today!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)