Chapter 97: Old Thirteen's Ability
Zhu Jinghong would never have thought that he would be crowned a prince, and the Ministry of Rites had discussed it several times but had not decided on it, and was finally decided by his old mother.
"How long do you estimate it will take to finish the Jinling extermination?"
When he mentioned this, Zhu Xianming was not very happy, and only heard him say coldly: "According to the fourth child's method, I am afraid that it will take two or three months!" ”
Yang Qingyin immediately said: "As long as it can be done properly, it is nothing to spend more time!" ”
"To put it mildly, if it takes a few more months, do you know how much more food you will need?"
"Money money, money, you know money, the fourth child has personally gone to the battlefield, and he has worked hard enough!"
"To the battlefield? He's a fart, hiding in the city to command, and he can also be called to the battlefield? ”
The more he talked, the more angry he became, the more dissatisfied Zhu Xianming became: "It's just hiding in the city, guess how he fought?" He didn't fight any battles at all, and he only knew how to surround when he transferred so many soldiers! ”
"I said that it could be done in two or three months, but I said that if he continued to surround him like this, he would have to starve to death if he was not thirsty!"
Standing up, Zhu Xianming straightened his neckline, and at the same time walked around the round table, saying as he walked: "When I was sixteen or seventeen years old, I followed my grandfather to send troops outside the border, and I beheaded hundreds of soldiers in the first battle with a thousand soldiers!" ”
"Since then, I have been fighting in the north and south, and I haven't fought that battle beautifully?"
Stopping at Yang Qingyin's side, Zhu Xianming patted the table and said, "Tell me...... How did they become like this bear when they came to their generation! ”
From beginning to end, Yang Qingyin didn't move, and only looked at Zhu Xianming coldly at the moment.
"Are you done?"
"That's it!"
"Still eating?"
"I don't eat it, I'm full!"
Yang Qingyin's tone was also not smooth, and he immediately said: "If you like to be angry, don't come to this Kunning Palace, just block me, right?" ”
The scene was very embarrassing for a while, but at this time, Cheng Ying rushed over with a report.
Seeing that the atmosphere inside was not right, this guy quietly retreated again, but Zhu Xianming still saw it.
"Get in!"
There was no way, Cheng Ying had to go in.
"Your Majesty, this is a note from the Thirteenth Master!"
"What did you say?"
"This ...... This is the recital presented by the Thirteenth Master! ”
"He? Submit a recital? ”
Kneeling on the ground, Cheng Ying was extremely sure: "Exactly!" ”
Taking the song in his hand, Zhu Xianming tore open the seal with his hand, and as soon as he unfolded it, it was as uncomfortable as eating.
"This little ...... Stuff! ”
Originally, Zhu Xianming wanted to scold, but when he saw Yang Qingyin's cold eyes, he immediately changed his words.
"How many times have I told him to practice his words well, let him practice his words well, this bastard...... Idiots have never heard of it! ”
"Dancing with guns and sticks every day, look what kind of bullshit he writes!" Speaking of this, Zhu Xianming directly unfolded it to Yang Qingyin.
Not to mention, after just one glance, Yang Qingyin, who had been calm, also felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"This bastard really deserves to be beaten!"
Listening to his wife's scolding, Zhu Xianming felt more comfortable, so he pinched his nose to check the content of the recital.
"My father and the emperor opened it, and I didn't see it for a day, like every three autumns, and my sons missed it very much......"
Reading the first two sentences of the chapter, Zhu Xianming was a little chilled for a while, but he continued to read it.
"What is written?"
"See for yourself!"
Yang Jingyin took the recital, and then looked at the candlelight, and the more she looked at her, the more frightened she became.
"This bastard, who let him put his life in danger, is really about to turn the sky upside down if he leaves Beijing......"
Without waiting for Zhu Xianming to scold, Yang Qingyin scolded himself.
It's just because Zhu Jinghong's recital tells about the so-called "thief" plan, which is compiled by Jinyiwei according to the judge guarding the thousand households.
In the recital, Zhu Jinghong described in detail how he strategized and commanded, and how he was not afraid of danger and risked himself......
In a word, Zhu Jinghong said that he was very powerful, and he praised himself very bluntly, which was very in line with the big grinning character of his predecessor.
The old thirteen kid has a bit of his own pride...... Seeing that Yang Qingyin's face was so angry that Zhu Xianming was thoughtful.
"This bastard, I think it's still light, so hurry up and call Jinyiwei...... Beat him up for twenty more boards! ”
"It's a deal!" Zhu Xianming said immediately.
One sentence choked Yang Qingyin, and then she changed her words: "Forget it...... Wait for him to come back and clean up! ”
"It's the old thirteen who mentioned that the White Lotus Sect is going to start an incident in the capital, so we should pay more attention!"
Zhu Xianming nodded, and then said, "Let's go to the East Factory...... As for the Li Wenzhao mentioned by the thirteenth child, he can also be transferred to the capital! ”
"Hundreds of thieves were found in one go, Jinyiwei rarely had such a result, and this person can be regarded as a talent!"
Although Zhu Xianming is not afraid of the so-called "uprising" of the White Lotus Sect, if he can dig out these people, he is still willing to arrange them.
Although Zhu Jinghong's handwriting is poor, through this recital, his goal has been achieved.
"Okay, let's eat......"
"Didn't you say you're full?"
"Now I'm gone, I'm hungry again!"
At this, both husband and wife laughed.
…………
As night fell, after dinner, Jia Zheng went to Aunt Zhao's room.
In recent days, he has been in a good mood, and today he is even more interested, planning to have a chat with his concubine.
But a letter from the little guy was poured from his head like cold water, which made him suddenly lose his desire to be happy.
"Sir?"
"Master~~"
No matter how Aunt Zhao screamed, she couldn't save Jia Zheng who went out, which made her angry at the pillow.
The letter was sent by Yuan Chun, and the content was very simple and straightforward, that is, to ask Jia Zheng not to have a heart for wrongdoing, let alone to go beyond the norm.
Moreover, the letter also vaguely mentioned that the emperor's actions today have been learned by the emperor, and the right and wrong disasters are in a thought.
Walking alone between the corridors, the cool breeze blowing in his face made him feel a little better.
"Alas...... It's too much of a rush! ”
Just as he was frowning, he heard laughter from the other side of the wall, and listened carefully to who it was not 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 suddenly stopped, and Jia Baoyu was even more stunned, not even daring to turn around and meet his father.
"Why don't you make a fuss?" Jia Zheng put his hands behind his back, and his tone was extremely cold.
Turning around hard, Jia Baoyu bowed his hand and said, "Master......"
"You don't do your job all day long, and you do some crooked ways, which simply ruins my family!"
was severely reprimanded, Jia Baoyu lowered his head, thinking that he would definitely stay away in the future, so as not to be bumped into by his father again.
"What are you still doing? Why don't you wipe something from his face? Jia Zheng looked coldly at a group of girls.
Still a little bolder, he took out a handkerchief and approached Jia Baoyu, and stretched out his hand to wipe it for him.
Jia Zheng became more and more angry at this scene, but the self-cultivation that a scholar should have, so he couldn't do it directly.
"Listen to me carefully, if you don't memorize the four books this year, you can be careful of your skin ......"
"Hmph......" Jia Zheng brushed his sleeves away.
After he walked away, Jia Baoyu still lowered his head, and the maid next to him reminded him to raise his head.
"Second Master Bao...... Let's go back! The assailant tugged at his sleeve.
Qingwen, who had a delicate face, also spoke: "Second master, the master is far away, let's go back!" ”
Jia Baoyu nodded, she was going to play with Lin Daiyu next, but she lost her mind when she was scolded by her father.
"Go tell Sister Lin, just say that I have something to do tonight, and I can't accompany her to relieve her boredom!" Jia Baoyu instructed.
(End of chapter)