King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 46
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Seeing that Zhu Jingyuan's words became more and more outrageous, and he was completely scaring himself, Zhu Jinghong didn't know what to say.

Not to mention killing Zhu Jingyuan, he was going to abolish his crown prince. Even the emperor had to pass the test of the empress.

"Alright, at least it can give me a good time, and I don't have to die aggrieved like the boss and the second..."

The boss, Zhu Jingyu, had the heart to seize the heirloom back then, and encouraged the courtiers to attack the prince, but was kicked to death by Zhu Xianming.

Afterwards, it was found that the second child, Zhu Jingzhan, was also instigating him, so Zhu Xianming immediately abolished his throne and ordered him to be permanently imprisoned.

In the dilapidated palace, Zhu Jingzhan died in less than half a year due to fear and fear.

So Zhu Xianming not only forced his father to kill his brother, but also showed no mercy to his own son.

With such a father around, it's no wonder that Zhu Jingyuan was filled with fear, thinking that his father was going to do something to him.

"Fourth brother, don't forget... Mother is still here!"

Empress Yang Qingyin, she was the mother who really loved her son, and the one who gave Zhu Jingyuan the most warmth.

It is precisely because of her existence that Zhu Jingyuan did not grow crooked under oppression, and planted kindness and kindness in his heart.

"Yes... and my mother, and my mother is protecting me!"

While speaking, Zhu Jingyuan staggered to his feet, and then moved towards the desk.

"Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I want to write a letter to my mother, and my mother will save me..."

"Fourth brother, if you do this, you will really anger the old man, and I'm afraid it will be irreparable!"

"But what should I do? What can I do?" Picking up the pen, Zhu Jingyuan looked extremely helpless.

"The old man said that our errands were not done well, so let's take care of him?"

"That's easier said than done!"

"It's not easy, but it's not impossible!" Zhu Jinghong didn't care.

Before Zhu Jingyuan could ask any further questions, Zhu Jinghong took the pen from his hand, and said, "Fourth brother, you should rest first, and we will talk later if you have something to do!"

"The body is capital, if your body breaks down, wouldn't it be cheaper for the sixth child?"

After some reassurance, Zhu Jingyuan was finally persuaded, and he fell asleep quickly after lying on the bed.

Heartbroken, Zhu Jinghong was really afraid that he would fall down, and that the sixth child would be left picking peaches in vain.

After leaving the main hall, Zhu Jinghong ordered everyone not to disturb, and then went towards the school grounds.

He Gujin is judging the case according to his intention, at this moment he can only wait for the development of the situation and react to the latest situation.

This also means that he can only stay in the palace and cannot go out to wander around.

A few days ago, He Jiayan sent a weapon and armor, but Zhu Jinghong hadn't used it until now, so he happened to try it out today.

After the order went down, the guards and officials were busy, and Zhu Jinghong went to change clothes.

Right now Tuanlongpao Yishanguan is obviously not suitable for strenuous exercise.

About half an hour later, in the racecourse on the west side of Yingtianxing Palace, Zhu Jinghong was wearing a simple black collar sticker, and was aiming at the target in front of him with his bow and arrow.

He is using a hard bow with an effective range of at least 100 meters. After all, the ones issued by the army are better. It is obvious that He Jiayan took a lot of effort to get them.

In this era, muskets have been used on a large scale, but due to their insufficient rate of fire, range and accuracy, and relatively high cost, the strong bow has not been squeezed out of the stage of history.

At least the bow in Zhu Jinghong's hand is definitely more lethal than a musket.

Today, in addition to testing the bow, he also has to try armor and weapons, as well as the most difficult riding and shooting.

It's hard to practice once, but you have to practice everything you know, so that you can better fit this body.

After confirming that he was aiming ahead, Zhu Jinghong loosened the bowstring.

Just hearing a "whoosh", the arrow galloped away and hit the target easily, but it was a pity that it missed the bull's-eye.

Objectively speaking, being able to shoot at such a level from a distance of 70 meters is considered to be the best in the military.

However, watching the guards at the scene, no one spoke up and cheered, because this is not the "true level" of the Thirteenth Lord.

"Master Thirteen, would you like tea?" Eunuch Yu Hai asked.

Throwing the bow to Lu Yuxin who was standing beside him, Zhu Jinghong turned around and walked towards the chair, Yu Hai immediately followed with the tea cup in his hand.

"What kind of tea is this?" Zhu Jinghong asked casually.

"It's the tribute presented by Lord Zhongshun to the lord. What's the name... I don't even know the slave!" Yu Hai replied full of embarrassment.

"So it's Uncle Jiu..."

According to previous memory, Zhongshun King Zhu Xianmao was not a close branch of the royal family, but his ancestor was the vassal king of the Yizong lineage, and he was a blood brother with the ancestor Zhu Shenzhuo.

It was passed down to Zhu Xianmao's generation, according to the system of descending to inherit the ancestral nobility established by the ancestors, he should have received the nobility of the first-rank general of the country.

Only because Zhu Xianmao's father had contributed to the "Donghuamen Incident" and later supported Zhu Xianming's succession to the imperial line with a high profile, he was extra favored as the king of the county.

Putting down the teacup, Zhu Jinghong waved to Lu Yuxin who was not far away, and the latter hurried over.

"Nowadays there are firecrackers in the army, you can find a way to get me some, it's best to get one of the same!" Zhu Jinghong said slowly.

Although firecrackers failed to eliminate bows and arrows, they are not new in the military.

Not to mention the Shangzhiqin military guards and the Beijing camp, even the elite troops of the capitals in various places are also equipped with these things.

As soon as he heard that he was asked to get a firecracker, and he wanted to get one of the same ones, Lu Yuxin felt like crying but had no tears.

He just wanted to have enough qualifications in the Dragon Guard, and then release him as an official Guangzong Yaozu. He had thought that the first step would be so difficult.

In the past few days of brief contact with Zhu Jinghong, he has caught up with too many moths, and there is no one in this world who is more difficult than him.

"Master Thirteen, firecrackers are controlled by the military, so I'm going to collect these things..."

Seeing Lu Yuxin's constipated face, Zhu Jinghong waved his hands: "Okay, it's not like you can do it in a few days, but in a few months?"

"I just borrowed it to take a look. You can return it after you finish watching it. What a big deal!"

As long as his skin is thick enough, Zhu Jinghong will not feel embarrassed, and the problem will be thrown to Lu Yuxin.

Of course, he didn't just blindly oppress others, but Zhu Jinghong continued: "Do well, I won't treat you badly, and when you want to be released, I will go to the fourth brother to ask for a favor for you, and find you a favor." Great job!"

Generally speaking, the duty in the Dragon Guards is only five years, and they have to be released as soon as the time is up. The quality of the initial appointment will directly affect the future promotion.

So Zhu Jinghong's words were a great encouragement to Lu Yuxin, and even the guards next to him were moved, and they wished to take over the job for Lu Yuxin.

"Master Thirteen, don't worry, even if I risk my life, I will find the things for you!"

Seeing Lu Yuxin's "sacrificing his life", Zhu Jinghong patted him on the shoulder with a smile, looked around and said, "Look, it sounds like you want his life. If there is no other way, let it be. I don't have to. No!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Jinghong only felt in a good mood, and ordered people to place the target further away.

"130 steps, do you think... can you hit it?"

Before Lu Yuxin could speak, a guard next to him said, "Master Thirteen is superb at archery, unmatched by anyone in the world!"

"Even if it is 150 steps, the Thirteenth Master is no problem!"

Obviously, most of them had never shot before, and the guards still praised them like this, which shows that there is no bottom line for everyone to flatter.

Aiming forward again, Zhu Jinghong held his breath, and released the bowstring after confirming the target.

It's a pity that he still missed the shot this time, and even the arrow flew out of the wall.

All the guards shut their mouths. How well they praised just now, the face slap came so fast now.

"Send someone out to have a look, don't shoot anyone!" Zhu Jinghong ordered.

Of course, there will be no one outside the racetrack, and the probability of shooting someone is basically zero, but Zhu Jinghong still asks people to take a look.

When he continued to practice, on the other side of the wall, Jia Yucun, the prefect of Yingtian, was standing there in shock.

On the ground [-] centimeters in front of him, there was an arrow sticking out, and the feathers on the tail were still fluttering in the wind.

Jia Yucun was breaking out in a cold sweat. If he had taken another half step forward just now, his fate would have ended here.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous..."

(End of this chapter)