"Huh?"

Now Zhu Song is a little confused, isn't it just to get married, as for making it so troublesome? And the time is still in such a hurry, isn't this a human life?

Zhu Song, who couldn't figure it out, simply left this question behind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Can't figure out what else do you want it to do? Isn't it boring to find yourself?

Sent a reward of one hundred taels of silver and sent Tian Duzhong away, Zhu Song stretched his waist, and suddenly remembered that Zhu Yang was going to leave tomorrow, and their youngest son had not yet taken it.

After a hurried breakfast, Zhu Song rushed to Zhu Yang's Minwang Mansion with a few guards.

Before entering the gate of the Minwang Mansion, I saw from a distance that the two sides of the street where the Minwang Mansion was located were full of messy things.

Getting closer, Zhu Song can be regarded as seeing clearly: what are the Eight Immortals Table, the Taishi Chair, and the Bogu Frame...... Hey, there are two big wooden barrels for bathing in front of my head.

What's the matter, whose family is this marrying a girl and accompanying the dowry? But in this whole street, there are only a few of them, and I haven't heard of anyone's daughter going out of the cabinet?

Turning his head to look at Zhu Yishan, who was following him, Zhu Song asked, "Yishan, what's the situation?" Isn't King Min moving? King Min doesn't live on this street anymore? ”

This Zhu Yishan also wondered, I don't know how many times I've been to the Minwang Mansion, and I haven't heard of this master moving?

Seeing that Zhu Yishan was also at a loss, Zhu Song was even more puzzled, so let's go inside and take a look.

The master and servant continued to walk inside, and there were more and more things on both sides of the street, all of which were wooden furniture, as well as household copper and iron utensils, which stretched for a long time until the gate of King Min's mansion.

"I've seen His Royal Highness King Han!"

The guards guarding the door of the palace saw Zhu Song coming with the guards from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and at the same time, someone entered the palace to report.

Zhu Song was startled when he saw these guards, usually only two people watch the door, how can there be fifteen or sixteen today? This Zhu Yang is going to do something!

"What's wrong with your palace, why are you moving everything out? What is this for? Zhu Song asked the guard.

"This ......" One of the guards had an ugly face, obviously not wanting to answer the question.

"Yes, this Wang Bai asked!" Zhu Song shook his head, stepped over the gate of King Min's Mansion, and walked directly inside.

I didn't go far, and a middle-aged man in his forties with a mustache came to meet him. Far away, the middle-aged man began to salute and greet him: "Xiaguan Hu Zhangxue, I have seen His Royal Highness King Han!" ”

"Sensei saluted!" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Chief Hu, what are you doing with these things on the street?" Could it be that they all moved to Yunnan? ”

Hu Zhangxue smiled gently, and said, "My lord has ordered, put it out and sell it for money." ”

"Sell for money?" Zhu Song suddenly raised his tone.

"Yes, sell for money." Hu Zhangxue nodded and said, "Sell the plate and entangle the money, make up the travel expenses!" ”

Nima, this is a bare fart. Strand grinding, turning in circles!

The dignified prince, the uncle of the current emperor, sells the guys and makes money? This Ming Dynasty is 'for the king, for the lord, for the official', so that you guys, now the eyes are over!

Besides, didn't you Zhu Yang give tens of thousands of taels of silver to Zhu Song as Zhu Huixuan's foster care fee? Why didn't we see each other in the next day, and our grandfathers were so poor that they jingled?

Zhu Song looked at the black line in his head and said: "Okay, now that you have this eye, why don't you quickly ask someone to move all those rags back, isn't it embarrassing enough?" ”

Hu Zhangxue spread his hands and said: "Your Highness, you don't know the temper of my prince, if the lower official moves things in with his front feet, the prince's back feet will move out." Instead of that, you might as well go and talk to my lord. ”

Although Zhu Yang's temperament is not as soulless as Zhu Song, sometimes, he is still as stubborn as a donkey, and ten cows can't pull it back.

When Zhu Song heard that this was the case, he raised his feet and walked to the front yard.

In the hall in the front yard, Zhu Yang was holding a little boy with red lips and white teeth and teasing. Forced look.

Zhu Song's face darkened, and he farted angrily. Sitting on a chair, he said:

"Brother Luo, you can do it, people go out of Beijing to become a domain, it is all big bags of gold and silver treasures to pull to the domain, you can be good, don't pull these things, but the whole betrayal of the guys, make up the money like this, if the father has a spirit under the spring, he will definitely jump out of the imperial tomb and take you away!"

"Poof!"

Zhu Luo, who was drinking water from a teacup, didn't expect Zhu Song to come with such a hand, and before he swallowed a sip of tea, he squirted out directly.

The little boy was so unlucky, that sip of tea sprayed his head full of water.

The little boy was also nervous, and he was not angry when he was given such a mouthful, but pointed at Zhu Yang and laughed 'giggle'.

You said, you Zhu Song is too, how can you make fun of your own father, not to mention, his father is also the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

"Brother Song, can't you pay attention when you kid speaks?" Zhu Yang glanced at Zhu Song with a wry smile, took out the brocade handkerchief in his sleeve and wiped the tea on his face for the little boy sitting on his lap.

"You're going to do it quickly, if you talk about talking, our brothers are half a catty against eight taels, and no one laughs at anyone!" Zhu Song shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, looked at the little boy, and said, "Stinky boy, don't you know your imperial uncle?" Why don't you know how to call people? ”

The little boy, that is, Zhu Huixuan, the second son of Zhu Yang, also wiped the tea on his face, and when he heard Zhu Song's words, he turned his head and smiled at him innocently:

"Uncle Song, my father just told me that you let your mother-in-law take a break, there is ......"

As soon as Zhu Huixuan opened his mouth here, Zhu Yang knew that something bad was going to happen, and hurriedly reached out to cover the little guy's mouth.

"Zhu Rong!" The expression on Zhu Song's face froze, and he pounced directly on Zhu Yan, and said, "I fought with you ......."

The entire Ying Tianfu and even the whole of Nanjing are using this matter as an after-dinner conversation, although this incident happened before Zhu Song's crossing, it still makes the current Zhu Song feel ashamed and angry.

"Loose, loose brother and slow, for brother, for brother can explain!" Zhu Yang jumped up from the chair, dodged to the side, and said to Zhu Song in a panic.

"Explain a hair, eat my two punches first!" Where was Zhu Song willing to let go of Zhu Yang, he rushed forward directly and waved his old fist, hitting his own brother in the right eye socket.

"Alas...... Brother Song, don't slap your face, don't slap your face! ”

Zhu Yang's body is a little stronger than Zhu Song, and in the past, he used to ask his servants to bully people, and the level of fighting was naturally not as good as Zhu Song, the great master of Bajiquan.

"Hit, father, father beat uncle on the right cheek...... Alas, Uncle Song be careful, be careful of his father's feet! ”

As the saying goes, 'those who play monkeys are not afraid of many people, and those who watch the excitement are not too big', Zhu Yang, the youngest son with big nerves, saw that his father and the imperial uncle were fighting, so he didn't step forward to stop him, and even clapped his hands.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yang even had a crooked nose, is this unlucky child still his own son? Didn't you buy tofu and get it for free?

"Hahaha, Brother Wu, even the little guy Huixuan doesn't like you, look at your father!" Zhu Song panted and let go of the hand that was holding Zhu Yan's clothes, grabbed the tea bowl and drank it hard.

Zhu Rong, who was beaten so red that his face was red, rubbed the wound and said, "Your kid is too dark, and he said that he wouldn't hit his face...... Alas, no, who did you learn this from? ”

"Uncle Song, I want to learn to fight with you! Bullied all the guys who bullied me back! "Zhu Huixuan, this little guy, looked at Zhu Song, his eyes were full of light.

"Is that all you kid is doing?" Zhu Song gave Zhu Huixuan a violent shudder angrily, and said, "Brother Luo, I learned this from the guards in the house, and they are all three-legged cat kung fu." However, now the younger brother is more curious, what exactly do you want to do? ”

Ordered someone to get some medicine for bruises, Zhu Yang suddenly laughed: "Brother Song, didn't you behave quite smartly that day, can't you guess my true intentions?" ”

Zhu Song rubbed his head and said, "I'm too lazy to think about why you did this!" ”

To deal with Zhu Yang, Zhu Song has always taken retreat as advance, and he has tried unsuccessfully.

"Okay, since you don't want to know, then I won't say much about my brother!" Zhu Yang nodded as a matter of course, and added at the end: "By the way, how many people did you bring this time?" Huixuan still has a lot of things to move, don't forget it when you return home! ”