King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 530 Tian Family
Zhu Jinghong really couldn't understand why the emperor suddenly asked this question.

Looking up at the emperor, Zhu Jinghong saw the old man's expression entering the room, and then replied: "Dad, what do you mean by this? Which Lin family girl?"

After hearing this, Zhu Xianming put down his pen and replied: "Boy... don't pretend to be confused at this time. Is there any Lin family girl in the palace?"

The emperor had said this, and Zhu Jinghong pretended to be awake and replied: "Oh...you are talking about Daiyu, right?"

At this point, Zhu Jinghong walked to the emperor's case, stood up straight and said: "Since you asked so, my son will not tell you falsely. That's right... my son really likes the girl from the Lin family and wants to get her back to the palace. Give me a baby!"

Zhu Xianming knew that his youngest son was thick-skinned, but he didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned.

"It's impossible for her to enter your palace!" Zhu Xianming's tone was calm, but his attitude was unquestionable.

"Dad, our father and son have a deep friendship, why do you want to beat the couple?" Zhu Jinghong asked immediately, the anger on his face was a reflection of his heart.

As for why the emperor behaved like this, Zhu Jinghong actually knew in his heart that the problem lay in Lin Ruhai's status as a Jinshi.

In the current world, the royal family has never accepted the daughter of a Jinshi since Taizu.

This situation, except for the female officer she served personally, did not let anyone outside know about it, because she did not want the emperor to worry too much.

Watching the boy leave, Zhu Xianming's eyes were still full of anger. If it weren't for the queen's son, he would have dismissed this boy as a commoner.

The next moment, I saw him take off the Yishan crown on his head, sit directly on the floor on the side of the imperial cabinet, then turned his head to the side and said: "Dad... don't fool me with your big words. If you don't agree today, my son will not leave." !”

"father……"

Hearing this guy's familiar words, Zhu Xianming was extremely angry. After glaring at Zhu Jinghong for a few seconds, he scolded: "Pick up the hat!"

Unfortunately, he hadn't noticed it before. He didn't realize this problem until he found out that Zhu Jinghong was interested in the Lin family girl.

Since the boy will be used next, he can no longer play the game. He must save face.

But not long after Zhu Jinghong arrived, a female official reported the situation to the queen.

Seeing that the old man was really angry, Zhu Jinghong put his hat under his arm and walked outside.

"Get out!"

When it was time to teach his son a lesson, Zhu Xianming realized that there were too few methods available.

It was definitely a unique situation to shout dissatisfaction in front of the emperor, but the eunuchs on duty in the palace had no intention of listening to the excitement at this time. They all wished they didn't have ears.

"Dad... you are the emperor. You have the final say on everything in this world. You nodded and agreed to let Miss Lin enter my house. Who the hell dares to say anything?"

After thinking for a while, he listened to Zhu Xianming's instructions: "Publish the decree... King Xiang has violated his etiquette in front of the emperor and punishes him... to copy the book of rites!"

The next moment, Zhu Jinghong walked into the room, stood in front of the queen, saluted first, and then said before she could ask questions: "Mother... my son has something to ask for, please grant it!"

Seeing that the old man was serious, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but weigh it.

The emperor was supported by billions of concubines and seemed to be the most relaxed person in the world, but Yang Qingyin knew very well how tired her husband was and how many difficulties he endured in order to maintain the dignity of the court.

Seeing that Zhu Jinghong didn't move, Zhu Xianming suddenly raised his voice and yelled: "Pick up the hat!"

Just now he asked Lin Ruhai about his daughter's marriage, which was actually to remind this person to hurry up and get involved.

Let's say that Zhu Jinghong left Qianqing Palace but went directly north to Kunning Palace. He decided to complain to the queen.

"roll!"

When she arrived at Kunning Palace, the queen was meeting with a high-ranking wife, and they were also talking about interesting things in the capital.

"The royal family does not marry scholars. This is the ancestral system of the Ming Dynasty. Although I am the emperor... I am also a descendant of Taizu Shizu!" Zhu Xianming said calmly.

Throwing the crown and hat aside, Zhu Jinghong immediately turned around, met his father's eyes and said: "My son has made a lot of achievements in the past few years, and he has never asked you for anything. Now you like a woman and you don't allow it. Son Not convinced..."

So after thinking about it, Zhu Xianming thought of a way to directly make Zhu Jinghong uncomfortable.

Zhu Jinghong also knew that it was enough to stop, so he reluctantly walked aside and bent down to pick up his Wusha Yi Shan crown.

"This bastard is getting more and more unruly!" Zhu Xianming couldn't help but say.

Her coughing up blood started half a year ago, but now the frequency is getting worse.

This time, Zhu Jinghong did not rush in directly, but stayed in the side hall and waited quietly. His attitude towards the emperor was completely different.

Is Daiyu important? Is it more important than the throne? It is difficult for Zhu Jinghong to answer this question.

Hearing the shouts outside, Yang Qingyin put her handkerchief into her arms, and then sighed unconsciously.

But as soon as he thought about it, he found that there was no conflict between the two, and they could even be combined and used.

The reason for all this is that since Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, the royal family has been on guard against the scholar-bureaucrat class, and naturally does not want their children and grandchildren to marry them.

Yang Qingyin was not in a hurry to see her son, but met her fateful wife according to the scheduled time, and then ordered someone to summon Zhu Jinghong.

"Beat the couple... Humph... When did you become the couple? When it comes to the couple, it's you and your princess!"

In the quiet room in the back hall of Kunning Palace, Yang Qingyin sat on the phoenix seat, coughed a few times with a handkerchief, took it off and saw that there was still blood on it.

Just in time, I can show my true temperament again... Zhu Jinghong thought to himself.

He would always feel uncomfortable if he couldn't express his feelings.

In Zhu Xianming's opinion, as long as the Lin family has a marriage, his son will be relieved.

Almost all of Sheng'er's attendants were taken into his residence by him, which made Zhu Xianming feel ashamed when he thought about it.

"Mother...mother..."

Slowly picking up the teacup on the side, Yang Qingyin asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

"You know that your son has nothing to pursue in this life but one hobby...

Before Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, Yang Qingyin raised her head and asked, "Do you want to lead troops to fight again?"

Zhu Jinghong did not answer the question and said bluntly: "My son has fallen in love with a woman, and my father has to beat us up. You have to make the decision for me!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyin said, "You mean the girl from the Lin family?"

"You also know?" Zhu Jinghong was very surprised.

"The palace rules are so strict that you have only been served by someone in the past two years. However, you are not as frivolous as Lao Liu, so there are not many people in the palace now, so you only keep your eyes on the places you can see!"

Lao Liu is indeed very frivolous, so now in his palace, there are almost twenty concubines and concubines under the princess.

In comparison, Zhu Jinghong is indeed very "conservative", and now there are only seven people including Yang Jingting.

Just listen to Yang Qingyin continue to say: "Other people's words are okay, but when it comes to the Lin family girl, you'd better listen to your father!"

Zhu Jinghong had already made a joke when selecting the princess before. If he violated the ancestral rules and allowed a girl from the Lin family to enter the palace again, it would really be too much. The royal family has supreme authority, but it must abide by the rules on the surface and cannot violate them again and again.

Zhu Jinghong didn't speak at this time, but after hearing the queen's words, he had some thoughts in his heart.

Now that the emperor and empress are still there, as the most favored prince, he can no longer do whatever he wants. If these two are gone in the future...

It would not be easy for him if the prince ascended to the throne and the civil servants ascended to the throne. As for the sixth son ascending to the throne... I'm afraid it would not be easy even to survive.

I can't lose, I must win... Zhu Jinghong shouted again in his heart.

Seeing her son's silence, Yang Qingyin sighed again and said, "Thirteen, mother is doing this for your own good!"

What Yang Qingyin said was true. He was indeed thinking about Zhu Jinghong, and he was thinking very long-term to ensure that he would be safe for the rest of his life.

"From now on... you have to learn the rules from your wife, take care of your temper, and help your fourth brother!"

Hearing these words, even as a foreign traveler, Zhu Jinghong could not help but feel sour in his heart, sighing that the queen was too partial to the prince.

So at this time, he could imagine how much dissatisfaction and anger Zhu Jingyuan, who was also his biological son, would accumulate after suffering "injustice" for a long time, and how much he would hate the prince in his heart.

"My son knows!"

At this moment, Zhu Jinghong's loneliness was not staged, but a true reflection of his heart.

"Son, resign!"

Seeing Zhu Jinghong leave, Yang Qingyin, who was sitting alone in the room, was extremely distressed, but she still followed the agreement with the emperor and did not react in any way.

Not long after Zhu Jinghong left, the emperor came to Kunning Palace again. He came only after learning that Zhu Jinghong was coming.

"Is this kid begging you?"

Looking at the emperor standing opposite, Yang Qingyin sighed and replied: "Please, I persuaded him to go back, we have broken his heart!"

After sighing, Zhu Xianming said: "It's better to let him be angry, so that he can grow up. After all, he is no longer a child!"

"You and I will die eventually. Even if he loses his rules over the years, it's not too late to redeem him now!"

The emperor at this time was just an old man in his fifties, which could be considered twilight in this generation.

For example, the Supreme Emperor lived to be over seventy, which was rare among the Ming emperors. Zhu Xianming, who was injured in the early years of the war, had never had such extravagant hopes.

Zhu Jinghong thought that the Tian family had no relatives, but the starting point of the emperor and the empress was indeed to consider him.

In fact, the couple had given careful consideration to their three most cherished sons, but they made everyone feel miserable.

Let's say that when Zhu Jinghong returned to the palace, he was in a bad mood and took care of himself in the study. After a while, the eunuch who delivered the order came again.

Although it was just an oral order, the whole family came to greet him, and then they learned that Zhu Jinghong had "disobeyed the emperor".

After receiving the order, Zhu Jinghong locked himself in the study again, but in the end Baochai was able to enter the room alone.

After sitting down, Baochai did not ask questions in a hurry, but said: "There is good news, do you want to hear it?"

"good news?"

After straightening her clothes, Baochai said calmly: "Yinglian has been feeling unwell these past few days. The imperial doctor came here in the afternoon and said that this girl is pregnant!"

Yinglian was also pregnant. Zhu Jinghong was the third one to know, but no one else in the family knew yet.

This is indeed good news, but it is difficult to make Zhu Jinghong happy.

Seeing that his face was still heavy, Baochai asked, "Is the matter of staying in Beijing done?"

"Um!

This made Baochai even more surprised, so he asked: "What happened to the emperor's disobedience?"

Zhu Jinghong didn't intend to talk about these troublesome things, but after Baochai pressed him several times, he still told everything about entering the palace.

Baochai was surprised to learn that Daiyu's matter was opposed by the empress, but he understood it very well.

Comparatively speaking, her being chosen as the princess was not an exaggeration. After all, this was an ancestral system that had been upheld for hundreds of years.

Baochai actually knows better. The so-called ancestral system does not mean that it must never be violated. The key depends on whether the matter is superior or not.

For example, when Shi Zu and Jin took the throne, it was a great violation or even subversion of the ancestral system, but no one in the world talked about it. On the contrary, there were countless people praising his virtues.

In the final analysis, it still depends on the strength of the parties involved.

So in the end, Baochai sighed: "It's only your fault... you can't be the master, and you have no say in many things!"

Zhu Jinghong understood this. After hearing what Baochai said, he said firmly: "So I have to win!"

Slowly standing up, Baochai walked to Zhu Jinghong's side, took her husband who had been wronged today into her arms, then leaned down and lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, you will definitely win!"

Zhu Jinghong raised his head and felt Baochai's warm embrace. At this moment, he felt comforted.

Stopping Baochai's waist, Zhu Jinghong put his head on her lower abdomen, which was already slightly bulging.

After a few breaths of silence, Zhu Jinghong asked softly: "Why is the princess so sure that I can win?"

He originally thought that Baochai would say some love words, but the latter said: "Because we can't afford to lose!"

One sentence revealed the essence of the matter, and also made Zhu Jinghong feel awe-inspiring and feel the responsibility on his shoulders.

"Yeah...I really can't afford to lose!"

The room was silent for a few more breaths, only to hear Zhu Jinghong say: "A few days ago, Yuxin has been inviting me to play polo. Let's go find some time in the next two days!"

Understanding that Zhu Jinghong was trying to win over people's hearts, Baochai reminded him in time: "You just got angry. It's a bit abnormal to go play polo so soon. Why don't you rest for two days and then listen to the opera for two days? It's not too late to go again!" "

Under this arrangement, things became much more reasonable. Naturally, Zhu Jinghong would not object, so he nodded and agreed.

"By the way...don't forget to copy the books!"

Hearing this, Zhu Jinghong was furious again, and then sneered: "Copying books? I'm just copying!"

"Send someone to copy it and send it to the old man's palace. If he wants to punish you, just let him punish you!"

Seeing that Zhu Jinghong was in ruins, Baochai did not persuade him much, because this was in line with the character of his own man, and copying books honestly would not be the king of Xiang.

"It's up to you... Okay, don't stay bored in the house, come with me to see Yinglian!" Baochai sent out an invitation.

After Baochai opened the door, Zhu Jinghong finally felt better, so he got up and followed Baochai.

At this time in Lanyue Garden, Zhen Qin also learned that Yinglian was pregnant, which made her feel particularly complicated.

(End of this chapter)