"Thirteenth Master? Thirteen masters? Hurry up......"

"The Chin mission is here!"

"Thirteenth Master?"

"Get up......"

I had a lot of fun last night, and as for what kind of fun it is, it's really not enough for outsiders.

Usually Zhu Jinghong gets up late, but now it is not long before dawn, and he is even more sleepy.

"Get out of ......" Zhu Jinghong scolded, turned over and turned in another direction.

This made Yu Hai so anxious, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of making Zhu Jinghong angry, so he could only continue to call.

However, at this time, a cold voice came from outside the house: "If the thirteenth master doesn't come out again, the old slave will come in!" ”

The next moment, an old eunuch in a red python robe, accompanied by several little eunuchs, stepped into the room.

This person is Wang Qing, the eunuch in charge of the East Factory, who has the worst reputation among the East Factory, and is ruthless and decisive.

Coming to Zhu Jinghong's bed, Wang Qing said coldly: "Thirteenth master, it's time for you to get up!" ”

No one dared to talk to him like this, Zhu Jinghong turned to look at Wang Qing and found that he had no impression of him.

Since this is the case, it must be a little person, Zhu Jinghong scolded: "Old guy, disappear quickly before I get angry, otherwise don't blame me for not respecting the old!" ”

"Thirteenth Master, if you don't get up again, the old slave can only call Jinyiwei to come in and invite you!"

This old guy is shameless, he dares to let Jinyiwei invite him, is he afraid that his life is long?

"If that's the case, everyone won't look good!"

These words made Zhu Jinghong even more angry, and he immediately turned over and stood up, picked up the pillow and smashed it at Wang Qing, and at the same time scolded: "Arrogant ......"

Seeing that Zhu Jinghong was so presumptuous, the little eunuch Yu Hai had the courage to remind: "Thirteenth master, this is the eunuch Wang Qing, the head of the East Factory!" ”

"What if he is Xichang Yuhuatian?"

Zhu Jinghong was extremely disdainful, no matter how powerful he was, he was not a eunuch, and his predecessor was even beaten by the commander of Dongchang.

Wang Qing was still the same dead face, and said unhurriedly: "Thirteenth master, the old slave is here to deliver the decree......"

Messenger? To whom did the decree be preached? Could it be for yourself?

"It turned out to be the prince!" Zhu Jinghong smiled, the anger just now disappeared, and he can be called an expert in expression management.

"Since he is the one who passed the decree, why don't you go to the prince, he is the person in charge of Jinling!"

Wang Qingyin laughed twice, and then said: "It's just because this holy decree is dedicated to the Thirteenth Master!" ”

"Huh?"

Could it be that the old man in the capital is only targeting himself? Thinking of this, Zhu Jinghong was a little weak.

Withdrawing his smile, Wang Qing said coldly: "The Thirteenth Master, the Crown Prince and the Jinling dignitaries have all arrived at the palace, but they are all waiting for you......"

"Then please wait a moment and go to the main hall when I change my clothes!"

"Don't bother, you have to take it off for a while anyway, the Thirteenth Master will come with us now!"

The so-called gentleman is inevitable to die and crown, let alone go out in disheveled clothes, Wang Qing's request is very rude, and it can even be said that he does not respect Zhu Jinghong.

Wang Qing is ruthless, but to put it bluntly, he is just a minion, and he is afraid that Zhu Jinghong will be forced to be in a hurry, so he explained: "This is the master's message!" ”

This is really not a lie, Zhu Xianming paid attention to Zhu Jinghong's recent bedridden, so he deliberately wanted to rectify him.

In Zhu Xianming's view, although Zhu Jinghong didn't like to read before, he practiced martial arts on time and had a regular routine, which was also meritorious.

But now, this little bastard is getting more and more lazy, and he is about to have no merit, so if he doesn't clean up, can he still get it?

"Could it be that the Thirteenth Master wants to resist the decree?" Wang Qing asked coldly.

Resistance? As soon as these two words came out, Zhu Jinghong shuddered, and even goosebumps came out on his body.

Damn, my predecessor was inevitably too cowardly, but I was so afraid of my father with good martial arts, and my conditioned reflex affected me......

After complaining secretly, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "What are you kidding, how can I resist the decree, then let's go!" ”

"Thirteenth Master, please!" Wang Qing grimaced.

So, Zhu Jinghong walked out of the resting dormitory with only a single dress, and walked along the palace road to the main hall.

The guards encountered along the way, but anyone who dared to look at it twice would be glared back by Zhu Jinghong.

Looking at Zhu Jinghong, who was walking in front with his head held high, Wang Qing also felt a little speechless, isn't there any shame in humiliating this person like this?

Wang Qing couldn't figure it out, just because he didn't know that Zhu Jinghong was a traverser, and he wore less than this in the summer in his previous life.

Soon they came to the Yong'an Palace, and at this moment there were more than a dozen officials in the hall, all of whom were high-ranking officials of the Jinling Sanya.

And the crown prince Zhu Jingyuan moved a chair to sit under the imperial stairs, and stood up when he saw Wang Qing appear.

The officials who were originally chatting also stood in order according to their official rank at this moment, and they were extremely respectful to Wang Qing who came over.

There is no way, Wang Qing represents the emperor, and even the crown prince does not dare to slack off, of course, Zhu Jinghong is an exception.

When Wang Qing passed, everyone noticed Zhu Jinghong's outfit and was surprised one by one.

"Thirteenth brother, why did you come here like this, why don't you hurry back and put on your clothes!"

At this time, Wang Qing had already walked up the imperial steps, stood in front of the emperor's throne, turned around and said, "Prince, this is the meaning of the lord!" ”

Since it was the emperor's intention, the others didn't dare to say anything, but they were more curious about the content of this holy decree.

With the appearance of Wang Qing, the accompanying ceremonial guards also entered the hall one after another, and after some arrangement, the palace was even more solemn.

Standing on the imperial steps, Wang Qing took the holy decree from the hands of the accompanying eunuchs, and then looked down on the crowd: "There is a will......

"The ministers ask our emperor to bow to Jin'an!"

A group of officials bowed to the courtesy, and Wang Qing on the royal steps replied "Holy bow", and then opened the scroll of the holy decree.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, and the system is called ......"

Compared with the last time Hu Yongquan passed on the edict, this time the reading of the holy decree was undoubtedly much more formal, and with Wang Qing's gloomy face, it made everyone present even more worried.

"The prince is the prince of the country, and he is in danger of the society, so he should have the wisdom and wisdom to inherit the emperor's heir......"

"Now that the court is in an emergency, I will send the prince to Jinling to take charge of the party to calm the chaos......"

"You have been to Jinling for more than thirty years, but you have not been able to pacify the Japanese invaders, and you have listened to the old thirteen's nonsense and arbitrarily ordered to disturb the place, which is really a negative hope!"

As soon as the holy decree began, he scolded the prince to the point that he was not a bullshit, which made Zhu Jingyuan feel haggard and almost collapsed directly to the ground.

And Zhu Jinghong, who was kneeling beside him, was not in a much better mood than him.

Listening to the meaning of the holy decree, Zhu Jingyuan was criticized so ruthlessly for believing in "slander", so how good can he, the culprit of slandering?

Thinking of Wang Qing's bad attitude and the fact that people let him wear single clothes to receive orders, Zhu Jinghong felt more and more bad in his heart.

"If the prince has a sense of shame, he should take the power of Jinling's civil and military forces to fight to clear the chaos, and don't ask me to do it again!"

These words were even more severe, equivalent to pointing at Zhu Jingyuan's nose and scolding, without any regard for his prince's dignity.

And this full text, although there is no mention of Jinling officials, still scares everyone trembling.

After all, because of their, there has been no great progress in the suppression of the widows, and their sins are greater than those of the prince.

The crown prince was scolded by pointing his nose, but he was afraid that the emperor would want to cut off their heads, so he just put them on their shoulders for the time being and kept for errands.

Today's emperor, no matter what civil and military officials, is either degraded or reprimanded if he is not used, and he is even directly cut if he does something bad.

Thinking of this, all the civil officials trembled, and fine sweat broke out on their foreheads and temples.

At this moment, Wang Qing's tone became more and more aggressive: "Old thirteen......"