Emperor of the Red Chamber

Chapter 56 Uncle Nine Returns
The Ninth Prince's mansion is not small, but it is not very big either. It is much smaller than the palace of Prince Yiqin of his respected third brother.

This is not a very big mansion. When the Ninth Prince first moved in, he was very satisfied. He felt that being rewarded with such a mansion by his father was a sign of his great favor.

Later, the Ninth Prince became a little dissatisfied with this mansion because he knew that there were secret works by the princes and other people in the mansion, and it was difficult for him to find out these secret works.

This made him feel that living in this mansion was not so comfortable, and it felt like a prison.

In the past three years, he has even grown to hate this mansion.

This mansion actually became a prison, and he was locked up inside for three years.

Although this is already the best means of confinement for the Zhou clan.

Although during the three years, he could move around freely in the mansion, be accompanied by his wife and concubines, and his food, clothing and housing were not much different from those before the confinement, except that he was prohibited from leaving the mansion and interacting with outsiders.

Although not long ago, his wife was pregnant with a child for him.

Although the old emperor had considered his safety and would not let him be abused or even murdered by the princes or other enemies during the three years.

But with his temperament, these three years of confinement were really like being in prison, and it was really torture.

He also felt unjustly accused. He clearly had no involvement in the prince's parricide three years ago and did not even know the news beforehand.

The reason why he followed and assisted the prince before was not out of respect for the prince, but out of respect for his third brother.

He is not the prince's follower, he is the third brother's follower!
Although he was imprisoned, he could always get news from outside the house, including news about his third brother and his nephew Qing Bai...

He knew that the third brother now had a greater chance of succeeding.

But the more this happened, the more anxious he became.

At such an important time, how could it be possible without the participation of his ninth brother?

Especially recently, he heard the news that the eleventh prince had murdered his third brother, which made him impatient.

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The rising sun is rising in the east, and the morning sunshine is shining all over the Shenjing City, including the residence of the Ninth Prince Yuan Siluo.

After being imprisoned for three years, the Ninth Prince had always gotten up early habitually, and today was no exception.

At this time, the Ninth Prince had gotten up and was practicing martial arts in the back garden.

He has practiced martial arts diligently since he was a child. Practicing martial arts has become a habit for him, and he has not given up this habit even after being detained for three years.

At this time, a servant suddenly ran over in a hurry: "Master Jiu, the Holy One has sent someone to deliver the decree!"

The Ninth Prince was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed. He expected that he was probably here to release his will, but that was not necessarily the case.

Immediately, the Ninth Prince put down his bow and arrow, hurriedly walked out of the back garden and came to the outer hall.

He saw a well-dressed brother standing in the hall. Although this brother was quite different from his impression three years ago. He had grown up and became more heroic, but he recognized him at a glance as his nephew. Qingbai.

The Ninth Prince was overjoyed again, and his face also lit up: "Is it Qing Bai?"

Yuan Qingbai nodded.

The Ninth Prince said: "I haven't seen you for three years, but you have turned out to be so heroic. Well done, you are indeed Third Brother's good son!"

Yuan Qingbai took the opportunity to look at the Ninth Prince.

This Uncle Ninth is not yet forty years old. He still had black hair three years ago. After not seeing him for three years, his hair has turned gray and his face has some wrinkles. He looks much older than he was three years ago.

Yuan Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief, but said solemnly: "Uncle Jiu, please listen to the order first."

After saying that, Yuan Qingbai stood above the hall, facing south.

The Ninth Prince understood and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Yuan Qingbai said solemnly: "The Holy One has decreed that the emperor's nine sons, Heirou, will be lifted from confinement immediately."

Even though the Ninth Prince had anticipated it in advance, upon hearing this decree, he couldn't help but feel his heart surge and his eyes immediately became moist. He kowtowed and said, "My son, I thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

After delivering the decree, Yuan Qingbai walked up to the Ninth Prince and saluted respectfully: "My nephew Qingbai pays my respects to Uncle Ninth Prince."

The Ninth Prince cried excitedly and said, "Good nephew!"

Yuan Qingbai stared at the Ninth Prince and said sincerely: "After three years of not seeing each other, Ninth Uncle has shown signs of change. My nephew feels a little uncomfortable looking at him. Does Ninth Uncle feel tortured in the past three years?"

The Ninth Prince breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course it was torture. It's like being in prison for three years. How can I get better? Now I'm fine. The Holy One has finally released me."

After speaking, he asked with concern: "Father...is the body of the Holy One strong?"

When he thought about it, maybe it was because his old father was in failing health that he was released to assist Third Brother Leng Mian Wang.

Despite his straightforward temper, he is a wise man.

Yuan Qingbai said: "The emperor's grandfather has always been in good health, but he suddenly fell ill last night..."

Before he finished speaking, the Ninth Prince cried out: "Father!"

Yuan Qingbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Ninth, don't worry, the emperor's grandfather's symptoms are not serious this time, but he had a severe fever last night, and he is much better now."

Ninth Prince: "..."

Yuan Qingbai added: "The emperor's grandfather told me that after meeting Uncle Jiu, he should go to Dangchun Garden to meet his old man."

When the Ninth Prince heard this, he couldn't help crying again: "Father!"

Yuan Qingbai: "..."

The Ninth Prince immediately said hurriedly: "Let's go, take Uncle Ninth to see the Holy One!"

Yuan Qingbai said: "Uncle Ninth, why don't you wash your face and change into some clothes first?"

The Ninth Prince said: "No need, it's important to see the Holy One first."

As he said that, he walked out of the hall. Yuan Qingbai followed quickly, thinking that Uncle Ninth was really tortured.

When the Ninth Prince followed Yuan Qingbai out of the mansion and saw hundreds of guards and officers and soldiers following Yuan Qingbai, he felt more and more that this good nephew was extraordinary and heroic, and he also had a feeling in his heart that the waves behind him in the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead.

However, he knew that his former brother had not yet died on the beach. After all, his nephew was still young, and although he, Yuan Siluo, had gone through a lot of vicissitudes, he was still in his prime. It was time to work hard with his third brother. .

drive! drive! drive!
The group of people rode horses towards Dangchun Garden in the western suburbs.

When they arrived at Dangchun Garden, the ninth prince followed Yuan Qingbai and settled in Dan, and found that the third prince was also here.

"Third Brother!"

"Ninth brother!"

The brothers, who had not seen each other for three years, greeted each other excitedly.

The third prince was calm, and after saying hello, he said: "Let's go and see my father first."

The Ninth Prince nodded and immediately followed the Third Prince and Yuan Qingbai into the bedroom. He saw his old father lying on the bed with his eyes half closed, his face pale and haggard.

The Ninth Prince couldn't help but knelt on the ground and cried: "Father!"

"Why cry, I'm alive!"

The old father who was lying on the bed opened his eyes while scolding.

Ninth Prince: "..."

Yuan Qingbai felt funny in his heart, but he was not slow in his actions. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Emperor Jing'an sit up.

Emperor Jing'an looked deeply at his ninth son who was kneeling in front of him with wet eyes...

(End of this chapter)