King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 98
[Convincing the editor overnight to forcefully add a new chapter! 】

Zhu Jinghong would never have imagined that the title of his majestic prince would not be decided upon by the Ministry of Rites several times, but was finally decided by his old mother.

"How long do you think it will take to finish the Jinling campaign against the Japanese?"

When this matter was brought up, Zhu Xianming was not very happy. He only heard him say coldly: "According to the method of the fourth brother, I'm afraid it will take two or three months!"

Yang Qingyin immediately said: "As long as it can be done properly, it doesn't matter if it takes more time!"

"To put it lightly, if it takes a few more months, do you know how much more food will be spent?"

"Money, money, money, you know money, the fourth child has gone to the battlefield in person, he has worked hard enough!"

"Go to the battlefield? He's a fart, hiding in the city to command, can he also be called to the battlefield?"

The more he talked, the more angry Zhu Xianming said, "It's fine to hide in the city. Guess how he fought? He didn't fight at all. He only knows how to mobilize so many soldiers!"

"I said it could be done in two or three months, but I meant that if the siege continued like this, the pirates would starve to death if not thirsty!"

Standing up, Zhu Xianming straightened his neckline, walked around the round table at the same time, and said as he walked, "I was sixteen or seventeen years old, and I followed Grandpa Shizu to send troops outside the border. In the first battle, I led a thousand soldiers and beheaded hundreds!"

"Since then, I have fought south and north. Didn't I fight that battle beautifully?"

Stopping beside Yang Qingyin, Zhu Xianming patted the table and said, "Tell me... how come they have become such a bear in their generation!"

From the beginning to the end, Yang Qingyin didn't move, she just looked at Zhu Xianming coldly.

"Are you finished?"

"It's over!"

"Do you still eat?"

"Don't eat, I'm full!"

Yang Qingyin's anger was not going well, and she immediately said: "If you like to be angry, then don't come to Kunning Palace, just to make things difficult for me, right?"

The scene was embarrassing for a while, but at this moment, Cheng Ying rushed over with a memorial.

Seeing that the atmosphere inside was not right, the guy retreated quietly again, but Zhu Xianming still saw him.

"Get in!"

There was no other way, Cheng Ying had no choice but to go in.

"Report to Your Majesty, this is the memorial presented by Lord Thirteen!"

"What did you say?"

"This... this is the memorial presented by Master Thirteen!"

"He? Submit the report?"

Kneeling on the ground, Cheng Ying said with great certainty: "Exactly!"

Taking the memorabilia in his hands, Zhu Xianming tore off the seal, and when he opened it, he felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.

"This little... thing!"

Originally Zhu Xianming was about to curse, but seeing Yang Qingyin's cold eyes, he immediately changed his words.

"How many times have I told him, let him practice calligraphy well, this bastard... idiot has never heard of it!"

"Dancing with guns every day, look at what kind of shit he writes!" At this point, Zhu Xianming unfolded it for Yang Qingyin to see.

Not to mention, Yang Qingyin, who had been calm all this time, felt uncomfortable after only one glance.

"This bastard really deserves to be beaten!"

Hearing his wife scold him, Zhu Xianming felt more at ease, and then pinched his nose to check the content of the memorial.

"Father and emperor, I don't see you for a day, it's like three autumns, I miss you very much..."

After reading the first two lines of the memorial, Zhu Xianming was a little chilled for a while, but he continued to read.

"What do you write?"

"look by youself!"

Yang Jingyin took the memorial, and then looked at the candle, the more she looked at her, the more frightened she became.

"This bastard, who let him put himself in danger, really will turn the world upside down when he leaves Beijing..."

Before Zhu Xianming could start scolding, Yang Qingyin started scolding herself.

Because in Zhu Jinghong's memorial, he described the so-called "suppressing bandits" plan, which was compiled by Jin Yiwei according to the inspector Shouyu Qianhu.

In the memorial, Zhu Jinghong described in detail how he strategized and commanded, and how he did not fear danger and took the lead...

In a word, Zhu Jinghong said that he is very powerful, and he praised himself very straightforwardly, which is very in line with the carefree personality of his predecessor.

Old Thirteen, this kid, has a bit of arrogance of his own back then... Seeing Yang Qingyin's face flushed with anger, Zhu Xianming was thoughtful.

"This bastard, I think it's still a light blow, hurry up and call Jin Yiwei... and beat him twenty more!"

"It's a deal!" Zhu Xianming said immediately.

In one sentence, Yang Qingyin choked, and then she changed her words: "Forget it... I'll clean it up when he comes back!"

"It's what Old Thirteen mentioned, that the White Lotus Sect is about to start an uprising in the capital, so we should pay more attention!"

Zhu Xianming nodded, and then said, "Let's do it at Jiaodong Factory... As for the Li Wenzhao mentioned by the old thirteen, he can also be transferred to the capital!"

"Finding hundreds of rebels in one go, Jin Yiwei rarely has such a result, this person can be regarded as a talent!"

Although Zhu Xianming is not afraid of the so-called "rebellion" of the White Lotus Sect, if he can dig out these people, he is still willing to arrange something.

Although Zhu Jinghong's handwriting is poor, but through this memorial, his goal has been achieved.

"Okay, let's eat..."

"Didn't you say you were full?"

"Now my anger is gone and I'm hungry again!"

Speaking of this, the husband and wife both laughed.

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As night fell, Jia Zheng went to Aunt Zhao's room after dinner.

He has been in a good mood these days, and today he is even more interested, planning to have some fun with his concubine.

But a letter from the boy was like cold water pouring over his head, making him lose the will to be happy.

"master?"

"Master~~"

No matter how much Aunt Zhao flirted, she couldn't get Jia Zheng back from going out, so she could only vent her anger on the pillow.

The letter was sent by Yuan Chun, and the content was very simple and straightforward, which was to ask Jia Zheng not to have any wrongdoing, let alone go beyond the rules.

Moreover, the letter also vaguely mentioned that the emperor has learned about the family's actions today, and the disaster is just a matter of thought.

Walking alone between the corridors, the cool wind blowing in front of him made him feel a little better.

"Oh... I'm too hasty!"

Just when he was frowning, he heard laughter from the other side of the wall, and he listened carefully to who else it could be if it wasn't Baoyu.

At this moment in the inner courtyard, Jia Baoyu was laughing and playing with the maids, chasing after them to eat the rouge on their faces.

"uh-huh……"

Hearing this cold snort, the noise in the courtyard stopped immediately, and Jia Baoyu was even more stunned, not even daring to turn around to meet his father.

"Why aren't you making trouble anymore?" Jia Zheng put his hands behind his back, and his tone was extremely cold.

Bite the scalp and turned around, Jia Baoyu cupped his hands and said: "Master..."

"You don't do your job right all day long, and you do some crooked ways, which really ruins my family!"

After being severely reprimanded, Jia Baoyu lowered his head, thinking that he must stay away in the future, so as not to be bumped into by his father again.

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you wipe his face quickly?" Jia Zheng looked coldly at the girls.

Xiren was a little more courageous, took out a handkerchief, approached Jia Baoyu, and wiped it for him.

Jia Zheng became angrier the more he watched this scene, but the restraint that a scholar should have prevented him from doing it directly.

"Listen carefully to me. If you don't memorize the Four Books this year, be careful with your skin..."

"Hmph..." Jia Zheng walked away in a huff.

After he walked away, Jia Baoyu still lowered his head, and it was the maid beside him who reminded him to raise his head.

"Second Master Bao... let's go back!" Xiren tugged on his sleeve.

Qingwen with a delicate face also said: "Second master, the master has gone far, let's go back!"

Jia Baoyu nodded. He planned to play with Lin Daiyu next, but he lost his mind after being scolded by his father.

"Go and tell Sister Lin that I have something to do tonight and I can't accompany her to entertain her!" Jia Baoyu instructed.

(End of this chapter)