King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 553 Miaoyu’s murderous intention

On the second day, Zhu Jinghong got up early, had breakfast, and then led his troops outside the city.

Since he wanted to inspect the guards, he naturally had to go to every place. Today, his target was Tongzhou Guard.

Inspect the training, weapons, military formations, military pay, etc. of each thousand households separately...

If nothing unexpected happens, he will stay at these guard stations in Yanshan Dusi for ten more days.

On the other hand, since Zhu Yiti was kidnapped last night, he has been under house arrest by Zhu Yibin. He was severely beaten by the tribesmen who came to the door early this morning.

The anger of these people came from Zhu Yiti's reckless actions, which put the entire Yan Fan on fire.

Therefore, the Zhu family members, both near and far, are now full of anger towards Zhu Yiti, even though the latter suffered for everyone.

At this time, the stubborn Zhu Yiti could no longer get hard and was lying on the bed receiving medicine from his wife Xu.

At this moment, Mrs. Xu was crying non-stop. While applying medicine, she said: "I told you not to make trouble, but it really can't be done... We can sell the house, so why do you bother to do this?"

After hearing this, Zhu Yiti immediately wanted to stand up, but in the end, the pain was affected and made him lie back down.

"Alas...you are right!"

Zhu Yiti felt that he had failed even more because he had been a third-grade Fengguo lieutenant, but now he could not even compare to an idle man.

Only by enduring anger but not being cowardly can you survive. These words contain the thought of intimidation, which shows that Zhu Yiti is not really stubborn.

At this time, Zhu Yiti knew that he was at fault. Seeing that Zhu Boji was about to leave, he immediately got up and asked him to stay, so he screamed in pain again.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Zhu Boji took out a few pieces of silver from his arms and handed them to Mrs. Xu.

After his wife left, Zhu Yiti looked at his nephew and asked, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and now you are so rich. Don't you go astray?"

Carrying eggs and bacon into the house, Zhu Boji first saluted Mrs. Xu, and then said to Zhu Yiti who was on the bed: "Uncle Seventeen, are you okay... Do you want your nephew to invite the doctor?"

"Don't talk about going to the capital. If it weren't for His Highness Prince Xiang being in Peiping, I'm afraid they would want to beat you to death today!"

"What's wrong?" Xu asked from outside.

"Go see your mother and tell her not to worry about me!" Zhu Yiti said in a deep voice.

There were many such tribesmen in the Yan clan, and most of them were doing so poorly that the palace had to provide aid from time to time to show the clan leader's care for the tribe.

"Be careful!"

"Now I have offended not only the sect master, but also all the elders and brothers. There will still be a place for you and me to stand in the future!"

Of course Zhu Yiti listened, and couldn't help but think deeply at this time.

This kid couldn't even afford to eat before, and I helped him a few times, but now he's prosperous after not seeing him for half a year?

"It's because I know what you are capable of that I feel that there is something wrong with you. You are not really going astray, are you?" Zhu Yiti asked in a deep voice.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhu Boji poured himself water, drank a bowl, and then replied: "Uncle Seventeen, what you said... With my nephew's ability, he won't be able to make a living there!"

Ignoring his resentment, Zhu Yiti asked: "Relying on strength to make a living?"

Zhu Yiti was somewhat surprised when his nephew, whom he had not seen for a long time, appeared, and what made him even more surprised was that he actually came to see him.

At this moment, a doll appeared at the door and shouted inside: "Dad, Brother Fifteen is here!"

"Once we get cold feet, it would be strange if Zhu Yibin and his son don't kill our family!"

Zhu Boji said this to Zhu Yiti. Sure enough, Zhu Yiti's expression changed. After Mrs. Xu noticed it, she took the silver into her hand.

"Auntie, you have to hire a doctor. Uncle Seventeen is the backbone of the family, he can't collapse!"

Seeing Zhu Yiti's change of words, Mrs. Xu continued: "I'll feel better in two days. I'll go to the homes of my uncles and brothers to accuse them. If I can let them..."

Although Mrs. Xu is an ordinary woman, she also has her own shrewdness. At this moment, these words are indeed true insights.

The next moment, a strong young man appeared outside the door. He was the "Fifteenth Brother" in the children's mouth, and his name was Zhu Boji.

"Uncle Seventeen, even though my nephew relies on his strength to make a living, does that mean he is on an evil path? He must have a title like you to be on the right path?" Zhu Boji looked unhappy.

So Xu left the room. She actually knew that her husband wanted to distract her.

"I've swallowed this bad breath, and you still ask me to accuse you? If you accuse me, will they forgive us? You think too simply!"

"It's okay...I accidentally touched the injured area!"

Mrs. Xu really wanted to take the money at this moment, because her family really couldn't survive at the moment.

"Nowadays, I plant flowers and trees in various houses, push down walls and build houses. I can still rely on my craftsmanship to make a living. If Uncle Seventeen doesn't like it, then I'll leave now!"

This man is Zhu Yiti's nephew. After his father's death, he no longer had a title, and now he is an idle man with a house and no land.

"It's a skin injury, just take care of it, no need to bother!" Zhu Yiti replied, he didn't have money to hire a doctor.

"This...is true!"

"Auntie, please go ahead. From now on, you can pay me back after receiving your salary. I believe in Uncle Seventeen's character!"

He can risk his own life, but he has to worry about the lives of his family and children.

"Okay, you guys talk first, I'll call you when the meal is ready!"

"I've been driven into a panic. I'll go to the capital to file a complaint!"

Seeing that her man was still struggling, Mrs. Xu immediately put down her work and said coldly: "You were beaten like this today. If you go to the capital again, will you still be alive?"

"understood!"

After the couple finished chatting, Zhu Yiti looked at Zhu Boji and said apologetically: "My dear nephew, I said the wrong thing, don't be offended!"

"Uncle Seventeen is good for me, I know that!"

Sitting back on the stool, Zhu Boji said slowly: "Actually, I can make a living, not all by myself, but with the help of my friends!"

"You also know that not just anyone can do the work of planting flowers and trees, tearing down walls and building houses!"

Zhu Yiti nodded and said, "It seems that you have learned a lot of skills from others in the past two years!"

"Uncle Seventeen, there is something my nephew should say or not!"

"That's it!"

"Although you have a title, you are not living well now. I think... it would be better to give up your pride and work with your nephew!"

"With your body and bones, you are definitely a good hand. It's not easy to make money, so why do you need to be so angry!"

Seeing Zhu Yiti's expressionless face, Zhu Boji said quickly: "Just listen to what my nephew said. If you feel something is wrong, just scold me!"

"Let's talk about this... later!"

Zhu Yiti did not veto it because he had no hope of his title now.

Since the great sect cannot be relied upon, the laws of the court cannot be relied on, and brothers of the same clan cannot be relied on, then we have to rely on ourselves.

"Uncle Seventeen, I'm not saying that...the people in our clan are not as good as friends in the world, helping and caring for each other as close as flesh and blood!"

"When you get well in a few days, I will take you to meet them. Your temperament will definitely suit their liking. Maybe they will all worship you as their big brother!"

Next, Zhu Boji talked a lot, trying to persuade Zhu Yiti to change his mind and make big money with him. After a while, the meal was ready, and Mrs. Xu was about to come to invite him to dinner. A child came outside to send a message to Zhu Boxi, telling him that a friend at home was looking for him, saying that he wanted to introduce him to work.

"Uncle Seventeen, did you see...there's money again!"

"I'm going back first...I'll see you again in a few days!"

After saying a few words, Zhu Boxi walked out. When he met Mr. Xu, he persuaded him to stay. After a few words of prevarication, he left.

"This old fifteen, even if I let him stay, I won't even stay for food..."

"How can I say that I owe him such a huge favor..."

Xu's chatter made Zhu Yiti upset, so she turned her head and looked at the wall inside the bed.

At this time, he was still thinking about Zhu Boxi's words. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a way out. At least his family would have a guarantee if he could make a living on his own, unlike now when he receives a salary that is precarious.

Looking back again, Zhu Yiti looked at the east side of the hall, where the official uniform of Lieutenant Feng Guo was hung.

As for Zhu Boji, when he returned home, there was a man in a short shirt sitting in the courtyard waiting.

This man's clothes are old, his skin is dark, and his face has wrinkles like ravines. At first glance, he looks like a weather-beaten man.

As a relatively distant clan member, Zhu Boji's house was further away from Prince Yan's Mansion. Although it was within the city, it was located in an extremely remote location.

In addition, Zhu Boxi had a cold relationship with his neighbors and relatives, so almost no one came to his place.

"Brother Zhang, are you here to work again? Is there something going on at that house?" Zhu Boji greeted with a smile.

Zhang Shitou grinned, stood up and replied: "It's a good thing. Zhang Yuan's family outside the city is going to build a new courtyard. Boss Chen gave the housekeeper a favor, and he took over the job..."

After entering the yard, Zhu Boji opened the door and said, "Let's go inside and talk!"

So the two of them entered the house together, and Zhu Boji closed the door uncharacteristically.

After confirming again that no one was around, Zhu Bo Jifang turned to look at Zhang Shitou and asked, "Brother Zhang, what's important?"

At this time, Zhang Shitou's demeanor changed. He sat upright on the stool and said, "Have you thought of a way to do what I told you last time?"

"Are you sending someone to the palace?"

"Exactly!"

"Now that the palace is heavily guarded, it is really difficult for outsiders to enter the palace!"

Zhang Shitou said coldly: "As long as you have difficulties, you can find a solution!"

At this moment, he was only half enthusiastic, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a murderer.

"If there is really a way, I have an uncle who works as an errand in the palace, taking care of the food and drink of the peripheral guards!"

The so-called peripheral guards refer to the sergeants of the standard guard, who are responsible for patrolling the periphery of the palace.

Now that he was involved with the White Lotus Sect, Zhu Boji knew there was no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and find a way.

After thinking about it, Zhu Boji replied: "These people want to eat and drink. They have to send several large carts of rice, noodles and pickles to the house every day. This may be an opportunity..."

"Can you convince him to help?"

This is of course impossible. At this moment, Zhu Boji felt that the person in front of him was extremely stupid.

"Of course it's impossible to ask him to help, but if we can find a way to deliver food, our chance will come!"

Hearing this, Zhang Shitou nodded slightly and began to think about how to get a job.

After a few breaths of silence, Zhu Boxi said: "This is easy to say, just let him get more kickbacks!"

That is to say, people who come from high-ranking families are so clear about the activities inside, and they can hit the key points in one sentence.

Zhang Shitou then said: "I'll leave this matter to you. You don't have to worry about the money, as long as you can get the thing done!"

"Ok!"

"I'll wait for your reply within three days and it must be done!" Zhang Shitou said in a deep voice.

It must be done... This sentence has never appeared before, so it put a lot of pressure on Zhu Boxi.

In the past, he had gained a lot of benefits from the White Lotus Sect. He only felt that the people there were all brothers, and everyone supported each other, and his life was full of hope. But today, for the first time, he felt despair about it.

Seeing that Zhang Shitou was about to leave, Zhu Boji quickly asked: "Brother Zhang, since you are doing things with your head up, I want to be a sensible person even to death!"

"Can you tell me if you are going to take action against Prince Xiang?"

After embarking on this road, no one could turn back, so Zhang Shitou nodded calmly.

Then he added: "Brother Zhu, even if you die, the cult will take good care of your son!"

Everyone in Yanfan thought that Zhu Boxi was a bachelor, but in fact he had a woman outside and gave birth to a son, who is now half a year old.

Zhang Shitou's words were both comfort and warning, which was tantamount to stringing him on again.

"I see!"

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave!"

Zhu Boji enthusiastically sent Zhang Shitou out and was stunned when he returned to the house.

But after a while, he returned to normal, and then began to think about what to do.

Two more days passed, and Zhu Jinghong was still running around, not even returning to Prince Yan's Mansion.

On April 25th, a grand Dharma assembly was being held at Ci'en Temple outside Beiping Prefecture.

Ci'en Temple has been established for more than 300 years. It was built by Zhu Gaochi for his father in memory of the deceased Empress Ma.

After more than 300 years of support from the Yan dynasty, Ci'en Temple has become a famous temple in Yanshan and even the north. A grand Dharma conference is held every April.

Miaoyu left Beijing for Yanshan, and the reason she wanted to go to the East Palace was to attend the Dharma gathering. Now that the Dharma gathering started, she naturally had to be there.

In the past few days, the temporary general altar has been cancelled, and most of the White Lotus Sect's senior leaders have left Yanshan. At present, except for the few nuns accompanying Miaoyu, there are only a dozen guards sent by the East Palace.

After Miaoyu arrived at Yanshan, she avoided the guards on the pretext of seclusion and fasting. Even these people did not know that she had been away for seven or eight days.

Of course, this is also because the guards never imagined that Master Miaoyu came to Peiping for another purpose.

At this time, Miaoyu was sitting among the monks, quietly listening to the debate of the seniors. The atmosphere was warm and exciting.

"Master, the person who went to ask questions came back, and King Bei said there was nothing wrong with it!"

Although Chen Fuli was the largest in the north, he could not cover the sky with one hand, so the news about his mobilization of capable personnel in the church was spread by people who were dissatisfied with him.

Although Miaoyu is a saint, she is not a local snake after all. Logically speaking, she should not know these secret things, but she happened to know this matter.

This result seems absurd, but it actually happened.

What was even more outrageous was that someone had clearly reported it, but Chen Fuli refused to admit it when Miaoyu asked.

"It seems... He has the support of the leader, so he thinks he can do whatever he wants!" Miaoyu thought to herself, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

At this time, she hated Chen Fuli's contempt so much that she had murderous intention in her heart.

(End of this chapter)