King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 554 Miaoyu’s visit
That's right, Miaoyu already had murderous intentions in her heart towards this King of the North who repeatedly challenged her majesty.

If she didn't kill this person, she would just feel like a thorn in her back, and it would be difficult for her to gain a foothold in the church in the future.

Just because Bei Wang's actions will eventually spread in the church, and everyone will know that she, a saint, has no temper.

In fact, if it was just that she had lost face, Miaoyu wouldn't be too relieved. At worst, the saint wouldn't be able to do it.

But if Zhu Jinghong, one of the prince's great helpers, died due to King Bei's actions, which indirectly affected his own plan, Miaoyu would certainly not be able to spare him.

King Bei is so unscrupulous because he relies on the leader. If I touch him, I'm afraid the leader will be dissatisfied... Wongyu thought secretly.

Therefore, I have to borrow a knife to kill people, so I can’t be blamed...

So whose knife should I borrow? The question required almost no thinking, Miaoyu thought of the most suitable person.

It seems that I have to go to Prince Yan's Mansion in person in two days... Miaoyu made up her mind.

Just as he was thinking about important matters, a voice came to his ears: "Master Miaoyu, what do you think of what Miaoxuan said?"

"Tell me about it!" Zhu Jinghong said calmly.

"The so-called peace of mind refers to..."

In fact, normally, the chief historian should do the drafting of documents for the palace. Unfortunately, Wang Pei'an is still patrolling the northwest.

As a monk who participated in the Dharma Assembly, Miaoyu was somewhat famous even though she was young, so when she remained silent, everyone started asking questions.

Even if you look at the whole country, being promoted to five levels in a row is considered a rare thing. This shows that the emperor recognizes Wang Pei'an's ability and character.

Even though he has a strong body, his body will get tired even if he keeps running.

After writing these twelve words in one breath, Zhu Jinghong started scratching his head.

He has been very busy these days, and he feels a little relaxed today.

Although she was thinking about the problem just now, Miaoyu was also listening to the debate, so she could easily answer the question at this time.

For a time, Zhu Jinghong thought of many things in the northwest. He had been paying attention to the situation on the front line.

"Ok!"

"Go back to your Majesty, the two ladies haven't gotten up yet, my servant has ordered people to deliver meals, and the kitchen is also preparing them!"

When he arrived at the Yin'an Palace dining room, the eunuchs had finished serving the dishes and had just reached the stage of inspecting the dishes.

There is nothing going on at the moment, and listening to these interesting stories about the feudal government is just a good way to pass the time for Zhu Jinghong.

This thought meant that half an hour had passed, and there were still twelve words on the manuscript paper in front of him.

Without artifacts like Dou Kuai, life would be incredibly boring, so Zhu Jinghong only asked now.

Zhu Jinghong didn't worry about Yan Fan's internal conflicts at all. Although he ordered Yu Hai to investigate that night, he forgot about it after a night of rain and clouds.

Speaking of Wang Pei'an, Zhu Jinghong also smiled because this Wang Changshi had been promoted.

"I don't know the interesting story, but I have already asked about the internal strife in the Yan vassal a few days ago!"

Of course, the most important thing is that there is no room for failure in the northwest war. Officials like Wang Pei'an, who are strict in their work, are indeed very useful to the emperor.

So now, Zhu Jinghong is sitting in his study, planning to write the first half.

It seemed that they were really tired, so they shouldn't have worked too hard last night... Zhu Jinghong felt a little guilty.

Two more days passed in the blink of an eye. Zhu Jinghong, who had been running around for several days, finally decided to rest at Prince Yan's Mansion for two days.

"My son, Zhu Jinghong, wishes to greet my father, the Holy Father..."

"Zhu Bojin lured them out of the palace. Although everyone in the Yan clan had no choice but to disperse, only Fengguo Lieutenant Zhu Yiti refused to accept it. When the banquet was over and all the civil and military officials left the palace, he ran out to complain..."

As for how to escape the golden cicada's shell while on the road, it couldn't be easier for Miaoyu.

After wiping his hands, Zhu Jinghong took the chopsticks, while Yu Hai began to serve him.

"Your Majesty, it's time for lunch!" Yu Hai appeared to remind him.

From the time she set out from the capital to the present, she had been veiled and hooded, so the guards had no idea what he looked like.

Yu Hai continued to talk, and Zhu Jinghong's face was filled with excitement. He never expected that a person with Jue would be in such a miserable state.

In contrast, Liang Qian, the deputy capital censor who is now serving as the supervisor of the northwest army, has a somewhat embarrassing position.

After sitting down, Zhu Jinghong drank tea first, and then asked: "Where are Girl Qin and the others?"

"The people who gathered that night were here to ask for salary arrears. It is said that they have not received silver rice for two or three months, and now even expenses have become a problem!"

In the past few days, he had checked everywhere and found many problems and hidden dangers, which he needed to report to the emperor for rectification.

After all, not everyone is loyal to the king and dares to attack all those who do illegal things.

Therefore, Miaoyu only needs to let the nun pretend to be herself, and she can easily use the golden cicada's escape plan.

"What's the news in town?"

In addition, she basically sat in a carriage and had very little time to get off and move around. The accompanying guards could not judge her identity through her body shape.

After the Dharma conference was over, it was time for her to return to Beijing. By then, she would be able to escape from her shell, and no one would find out about her "betraying" of the congregation.

He was originally from the fifth rank of Fengzhi doctor. At the beginning of the year, he was promoted five steps to the fourth rank of Zhongshun doctor. He was promoted to the imperial censor of the capital procuratorate. He was responsible for inspecting the northwest and served as the chief historian of Prince Xiang's palace.

After resting here for two days, he still had to complete the remaining guard stations before writing the final "investigation report."

"Is Yan Fan really so short of money?"

As soon as he asked, Zhu Jinghong had the answer.

Perhaps it was because of his arrival that Yan Fan arranged various arrangements and emptied their wealth, so that they could no longer pay their salaries.

His idea made sense, but Yu Hai's words made him have to think again.

“It’s not like everyone is not receiving their salary, some people are receiving it in full, and some are receiving it in half!”

"Oh...it seems that there is a lot of articles in this salary collection!" Zhu Jinghong said calmly.

"That Zhu who complained that night..."

It’s really hard to remember the names of the Zhu family, but fortunately, Yu Hai reminded me at the right time: “Zhu Yiti!”

"What happened to this person?"

Yu Hai replied: "The next day, people from the Yan clan came to the door and beat him up. Many things in the house were smashed!"

With a serious look on his face, Zhu Jinghong said in a deep voice: "I thought... Zhu Yibin would replenish his salary!"

"But he also beat people up. This is too domineering and rampant!"

As he spoke, what Zhu Jinghong was thinking in his heart was that even a fierce man like himself had never been so domineering towards the lower ranking members of the clan.

In fact, Zhu Jinghong really wrongly blamed Zhu Yibin here. The Yanfan tribe's visit was completely spontaneous. On the contrary, Zhu Yibin was worried for a long time afterwards.

"Go and send a message to Zhu Yibin and ask him to find a way to pay the salary arrears, and then give it to Zhu..."

"Zhu Yiti!" Yu Hai promptly reminded.

"Give Aunt Zhu some pension, and then punish those tribesmen who took action!"

"Yes!"

For the people of the Yan clan who were in debt to pay their salary, a huge matter was now resolved in Zhu Jinghong's casual chat. After eating, Zhu Jinghong first went to see Zhen Qin and Nuo Min, and then returned to the study to write down his notes.

As for Yu Hai, he found Zhu Yibin, who was sincere and frightened to listen to the instructions.

"Did Mr. Zhu hear clearly what we said?"

At this time, Zhu Yibin was kneeling on the ground, with sweat beads on his forehead, which showed how nervous he was at this time.

There was no way, the status gap between him and Zhu Jinghong was too big. The latter could drown him with just a spit of his saliva. How could he not be afraid of dissatisfaction now?

After hearing Yu Hai's question, Zhu Yibin immediately expressed his position: "The prince taught me to remember. When I get down, I will open the warehouse to distribute the arrears, subsidize Zhu Yiti and punish the lawbreakers!"

"That's the best!" Yu Hai nodded.

After he turned around and left, Zhu Boxin stood up first and helped his father up from the ground.

Turning to look at his son, Zhu Yibin said in a deep voice: "Hurry up... go and hand out the money yourself, and I'll go to Lao Shiqi's house!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that his son was still supporting him, Zhu Yibin couldn't help but yelled: "Go now!"

"Son, go right away!"

After he left, Zhu Yibin himself called the housekeeper and asked him to prepare money and gifts, and at the same time go to the city to hire the best doctor.

Zhu Yiti's name has now spread to Zhu Jinghong's ears. Who knows whether this man will summon this guy.

Therefore, Zhu Yibin's top priority is to stabilize Zhu Yiti so that he can truly feel at ease.

To be honest, Zhu Yiti felt a little regretful at this time, secretly thinking that he shouldn't have caused such trouble for tens or even hundreds of taels of silver.

Zhu Yibin and his son were extremely busy. At this time, at the east corner gate of Prince Yan's Mansion, Zhu Yili, the seventh eldest in the "Yi" generation, was sending away his good nephew Zhu Boxi.

In fact, Zhu Yili and Zhu Boji were not familiar with each other. The reason why they called each other a good nephew was because the junior had so many benefits.

Fengguo Lieutenant Zhu Yili had just gained a stewardship position in the palace by kneeling and licking Zhu Yibin and his son. The ultimate goal was of course to gain benefits.

It's just that Zhu Yibin and his son were too tight, and Zhu Yili could scrape off too little oil and water on weekdays. On the contrary, the recent arrival of Zhu Jinghong has increased his affairs, which allowed him to steal a lot of money, including buying vegetables, wine, meat and other items.

No one would complain that the money was too much, and now that Zhu Boji was offering a higher rebate, he readily agreed to change the "supplier."

"If you give me ten taels every time you give something away, how can you fucking make money?"

While he was feeling happy, Zhu Yili had this idea, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Only because he was thoughtful and far-sighted was he able to stand out among his tribe, and he fell in love with Zhu Yibin and his son.

Now that he had doubts, he couldn't help but think deeper, and then he concluded that there was something weird about Zhu Boji.

Stroking his beard, Zhu Yili whispered: "I have to touch his bottom, but I can't lose my life for money!"

His family is living a comfortable life now, so he won't do anything that would make him stupid.

Just as he was about to check out the situation, he saw Zhu Boxin leading several stewards in a hurry, so Zhu Yili quickly stepped forward to salute, but Zhu Boxin ignored him.

Zhu Yili had long been accustomed to Zhu Boxin's rudeness, so he still kept his smile on his face at this time.

After the group of people walked away, Zhu Yili was about to straighten up when he saw Zhu Yibin leading others out.

As early as more than ten years ago, no one lived in Prince Yan's Mansion anymore, so Yan Fan's warehouses were all outside the Prince's Mansion. The father and son had to leave the mansion first if they wanted to get things.

In the same process as before, Zhu Yili sent away Zhu Yibin who looked unhappy, and then he began to murmur in his heart.

But he could conclude that something must have happened!
"What a troubled time!" Zhu Yili sighed.

He couldn't get involved in the affairs of Zhu Yibin and his son, so he still went about his own business first and went directly to Zhu Boxi's residence.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed, and Zhu Jinghong set off again to inspect the guard station. This trip would last at least another two or three days.

The protection he was traveling with was still at its best, so the journey back and forth was very smooth.

At noon on the first day of May, Zhu Jinghong returned from the guard post again. By now he had visited all the guard posts and had a basic judgment on the combat effectiveness of Yanshan Dusi.

Back in the study room of the palace, Zhen Qin finished grinding the ink for Zhu Jinghong, but the latter sat on the chair and did not move, and did not even touch the pen from beginning to end.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Jinghong finally said: "Dusi Yanshan... really needs training!"

The need for training means that these people are not strong enough in combat or have trouble dealing with rebellions on the grasslands.

"My lord, why don't you write any more? You have spent so much time on ink, so don't waste it!" Zhen Qin muttered.

Picking up the pen and dipping it in ink, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "Of course I want to write!"

"Son...chen...Zhu...Jing...Hong...knock...ask...father..."

Zhu Jinghong wrote a word and Zhen Qin read it. Unfortunately, after reading the word "an", Zhen Qin did not wait for the next word.

"Is this the end?" Zhen Qin asked in surprise.

"Don't be anxious!" Zhu Jinghong prevaricated.

In fact, the content is easy to write, but this time Zhu Jinghong wanted to drag out the text, so it was difficult to start writing.

While he was frowning and thinking hard, Zhen Qin said from the side: "My lord, you must not be at a loss for words!"

"You want to be punished again?" Zhu Jinghong pretended to be angry and lectured.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Qin squatted directly in front of Zhu Jinghong, pretending to be pitiful and said: "My lord, please calm down, I was wrong!"

Stroking Zhen Qin's smooth and pretty face, Zhu Jinghong frowned and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll spank you!"

"As long as you don't slap him in the face, I can hit you wherever you like!" After saying this, Zhen Qin lay directly in Zhu Jinghong's arms.

Seeing this girl coming over, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but smile helplessly, he didn't want anyone else to write the article!
Who cares, if you want to be successful in life, you must have all the fun. If it doesn't work, just list some jobs. Anyway, the old man doesn't expect me to be talented in literature... Zhu Jinghong thought this way.

Just when he was about to have an in-depth communication with Zhen Qin, Yu Hai appeared outside the study, and when he saw the situation inside, he backed away again.

"Is something wrong?" Zhu Jinghong shouted outside.

"Your Majesty, there is someone outside the palace asking to see you!"

"See me? Who wants to see me?"

Being able to ask Yu Hai to report to him means that this person is indeed qualified to see him. There are still some such people in Yanshan.

"Master Miaoyu!"

Yang Yunguang, Ying Zhuocheng, Liu Yande, Cai Chuansheng...

Zhu Jinghong listed all the people who might come to see him, but he didn't expect that the person who came would be Miaoyu.

Although he was sure who the visitor was, Zhu Jinghong still asked: "That Master Miaoyu?"

Yu Hai respectfully replied: "It is Master Miaoyu from Muni Yuan in the capital. She has been to the palace several times before and came today to report something important!"

"Oh~"

At this moment, Zhu Jinghong imagined several scenarios in his mind, but he overturned them all.

Unable to guess the purpose of the White Lotus Sect's rebellion, Zhu Jinghong directly decided to ask in person. Anyway, he had the initiative now.

"Invite her in!"

(End of this chapter)