King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 45 Three feet of white silk and poisonous wine

Although he knew he shouldn't be afraid, his body just refused to listen, so that the fear spread to his whole body, and Zhu Jinghong finally gave up his resistance.

Conditioned reflex, which was trained by countless beatings in the predecessor, is beyond Zhu Jinghong's control.

"I heard that you made a big fuss in Jinling, please listen to me, I'll give you a discount if you cause trouble and go back to Beijing!"

Hu Yongquan's expression was extremely severe when he said this, obviously imitating Zhu Xianming's tone at that time, which is also a necessary operation to convey oral instructions.

But here is a detail, Zhu Xianming's self-proclaimed changed from "望" to "I" and "Lao Tzu", obviously more playing the role of father.

Amidst the fear, Zhu Jinghong noticed this difference, which also allowed him to see more opportunities.

Looking back, it seems that among the dozen or so sons, the emperor's father only disciplined him severely, and he was more like a father and son when he taught and reprimanded him on weekdays.

Looking at the two princes who were still bowing their heads and kneeling on the ground, Hu Yongquan, who had finished reading the oral instructions, stepped aside quickly, and was about to help Zhu Jingyuan get up.

"Prince, get up quickly, don't get hurt if you kneel for a long time!"

He was an imperial envoy when delivering the decree, but he was a slave after the oral order was finished, how could he not be respectful to Zhu Jingyuan and the others.

After getting up, Zhu Jinghong seemed to be fine, but Zhu Jingyuan looked dazed and absent-minded.

"Prince, the lord has already approved the few memorials you posted earlier... Order the slaves to bring them here!"

After saying this, Hu Yongquan beckoned behind him, and a soldier behind him stepped forward and handed over a box.

After receiving the box, Hu Yongquan handed it to Zhu Jingyuan with his waist hooked, but the latter was still in a shutdown state and ignored Hu Yongquan in front of him at all.

Fortunately, Zhu Jinghong was still alive, so he took the box for Zhu Jingyuan, and then said to Hu Yongquan: "Eunuch Hu, does my mother know what my father said just now?"

After being beaten up by Zhu Xianming for so many years, Zhu Jinghong can still live well, but the queen's protection is indispensable.

"This... Thirteenth Master, how do you know these things!"

Zhu Jinghong's face darkened, and he said, "Really? Then you'd better let my mother know, otherwise if I get beaten up badly, you kid won't feel better!"

Threatening the imperial envoy on the spot, only Zhu Jinghong was able to do this kind of thing, relying on his own grace.

没错，老皇帝虽然揍他，那也确实是爹打儿子，必然是有父爱在其中。

"I understand!" Hu Yongquan replied with a wry smile.

Don't look at him as an eunuch in charge of the East Factory, even if it is the pen and palm print of the chief of ceremonies, he is just a royal servant to put it bluntly.

It really made Zhu Jinghong, a fool like this, unhappy, and he would lose his life in vain if he was punched to death.

If there is no close relationship, the emperor can't let his son pay for his life, at most it's just a meal.

"Prince, the oral order has been delivered. If you have no other orders, the servant will return to Beijing to return to his command!"

Hu Yongquan didn't want to stay here any longer, he was afraid that Zhu Jinghong would do something wrong again.

"Eunuch Hu, please greet my father for me, and tell my father... I will definitely do my best to put down the Japanese plague in Jinling!"

"Yes!"

After saluting to Zhu Jinghong and the two again, they stayed in the palace for less than 10 minutes in total, and Hu Yongquan got on his horse and left.

When they came here, they traveled at a speed of [-] miles per day because of the emperor's request, but now they can go slower when they go back.

Back and forth close to three thousand miles, Hu Yongquan is not made of iron, and his body can't bear it even if he travels fast for a long time.

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, and there were only one kind of guards and honor guards left in the palace, as well as the two brothers standing in front.

Looking at the palace gate ahead, Zhu Jinghong sighed: "Fourth brother, we are working hard here, the old man doesn't even have a good word, his character..."

Zhu Jinghong is the only one who dares to arrange the emperor in public.

But the people around didn't think it was strange, just because they were not surprised.

Not to mention now, Zhu Jinghong would still say these words after being carried down even if his ass was beaten to pieces in the past.

To describe it in one sentence, fear is really scary, and muddy is also really muddy.

However, before Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, he heard exclamations from around, and turned his head to see that the prince had fainted.

The prince's fainting was a major event, and the eunuchs around hurriedly stepped forward to take care of him, and finally carried him to the bedroom under Zhu Jinghong's command.

Of course, Zhu Jinghong also strictly ordered everyone present not to spread the news of the prince's fainting.

Soon the imperial doctor came, and after looking at it, he said that there was nothing serious, but it was caused by the impediment to the heart, Qi and blood.

Half an hour later, Zhu Jingyuan had woken up and was watching the memorial brought by Hu Yongquan.

Zhu Jinghong originally wanted to stop it, but he couldn't stop it at all, so he could only let it go.

"Are you sharing my worries, or am I sharing yours?"

This is a reply to the request to dispatch the navy, and it can be said that the wording is extremely severe, which made Zhu Jingyuan cry.

The rest of the memorials are Zhu Jingyuan's special request for war, and the above replies are also very strict, even belittling and ridiculing.

Generally speaking, the meaning is the same, Zhu Jingyuan came here and failed to get things done, so he is not worthy to be the prince of the Ming Dynasty at all.

At the end, Zhu Jingyuan really shed tears. At this moment, he felt endless grievance and sadness.

"You all go out, no one is allowed within fifty paces!" Zhu Jinghong ordered everyone in the hall.

After all the eunuchs and maids retreated, only Zhu Jinghong and his brother were left in the hall.

Seeing that only his own brother was there, Zhu Jingyuan couldn't control his emotions at all, and finally burst into tears.

"Fourth brother, it's actually not a big deal, isn't it just that I was scolded a few times...Look at me, the old man said he would break my leg..."

Before Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, Zhu Jingyuan said with snot and tears: "Thirteenth brother, for so many years... I have been doing my best to do everything that my father told him!"

"He asked me to study, and I memorized the Four Books and Five Classics in two months. He let me go to school. I was never late throughout the year, no matter whether it was cold or hot. He asked me..."

"Father, he asks for ten points, and I will try my best to achieve twelve points. I don't want to secure the position of this bullshit prince, but I just hope that the old man can praise me..."

"Say... fourth brother, you are not bad!"

"For so many years, no matter how well I do, Dad always scolds me, always finds my faults, never praises me..."

As the time went on, Zhu Jingyuan's emotions became more and more broken, even beating his chest and feet, looking a little crazy.

Zhu Jinghong just listened silently, he knew that the elder brother needed to vent.

Such a family of origin is really breathless, and it is not easy for Zhu Jingyuan to not grow crooked.

After crying for a few minutes, Zhu Jingyuan suddenly calmed down, his eyes fixed on the beams of the roof.

"Fourth brother, are you better?" Zhu Jinghong asked tentatively.

After a few breaths, Zhu Jingyuan said calmly: "Thirteenth brother... I was dispatched to Jinling this time, and now my father sent eunuchs to scold me. It seems that this day has finally come..."

"That day?" Zhu Jinghong was puzzled.

I saw Zhu Jingyuan sitting up from the bed, turned around to look at Zhu Jinghong, and said word by word: "Father is going to abolish my crown prince!"

"Fourth brother, this is impossible, don't think about it..."

"It's not just wishful thinking. Dad has always liked Lao Liu. He praised him for his literary talents as compared to a sage, praised him for being safe and experienced, and said..."

Zhu Jingyuan almost blurted out what else he said, but he held back in the end.

"Fourth brother, you are the eldest son, the crown prince must be yours..." Zhu Jinghong was still persuading.

Zhu Jingyuan didn't care about it at all, but said to himself: "Send someone to scold you today, next time you will abolish the prince's edict..."

"Even... There are three feet of white silk and poisonous wine!"

(End of this chapter)