Although he knew he shouldn't be afraid, his body just refused to listen, so that fear spread throughout his body, and Zhu Jinghong finally gave up resistance.
Conditioned reflex, which was developed after countless beatings in his predecessor, is beyond Zhu Jinghong's control.
"I heard that you made a big fuss in Jinling. Listen to me. If you cause trouble, I'll give you a discount on your return to Beijing!"
Hu Yongquan's expression was extremely stern when he said this, obviously imitating Zhu Xianming's tone at that time, which was also a necessary operation to convey oral instructions.
But there is a detail here. Zhu Xianming's self-proclaimed name has changed from "I" to "I" and "I". Obviously, he plays more of a father's role.
In his panic, Zhu Jinghong noticed this difference, which also allowed him to see more opportunities.
Looking back, it seems that among the ten sons, the emperor's father only disciplined him harshly, and his daily teaching and reprimands were actually more like a father and son.
Looking at the two princes who were still kneeling on the ground, Hu Yongquan, after reciting the oral instructions, quickly stepped aside and was about to help Zhu Jingyuan stand up.
"Prince, please get up quickly. Don't get hurt if you kneel for a long time!"
He was an imperial envoy when delivering the decree, but he was a slave after the decree was delivered. How dare he not be respectful to Zhu Jingyuan and the two of them?
After getting up, Zhu Jinghong looked okay, except for Zhu Jingyuan's expression of sadness and confusion.
"Prince, the several memorials you submitted earlier have been approved by the Lord... I ordered my slave to bring them over with me!"
After saying this, Hu Yongquan waved behind him, and a soldier behind him came forward and handed over a box.
After taking the box, Hu Yongquan hooked his waist and handed it to Zhu Jingyuan, but the latter was still down and ignored Hu Yongquan in front of him.
Fortunately, Zhu Jinghong was still alive, so he took the box for Zhu Jingyuan, and then said to Hu Yongquan: "Eunuch Hu, does my mother know what my father just said?"
After being beaten by Zhu Xianming for so many years, Zhu Jinghong can still live well, but the queen's protection is indispensable.
"This... Thirteenth Master, how could you know this!"
Zhu Jinghong's face darkened and he said, "Really? Then you'd better let my mother know, otherwise if I get beaten up, you won't be able to live well!"
He threatened the imperial envoy who passed the order on the spot. Zhu Jinghong was the only one who could do such a thing because of his divine favor.
没错，老皇帝虽然揍他，那也确实是爹打儿子，必然是有父爱在其中。
"I understand!" Hu Yongquan replied with a wry smile.
Even though he is a eunuch in charge of the East Factory, even if he has the pen and handprint of the eunuch of the ceremony, to put it bluntly, he is just a royal servant.
It really made Zhu Jinghong unhappy, even if he was punched to death, his life would be in vain.
If there is no intimacy, the emperor cannot let his son pay for it with his life. The most he can do is just give him a slap in the face.
"Prince, the oral message has been delivered. If you have no other instructions, I will return to the capital to resume my duties now!"
Hu Yongquan didn't want to stay here at all. He was afraid that Zhu Jinghong would do something wrong again.
"Eunuch Hu, please send my greetings to my father for me, and tell my father... I will definitely do your best to quell the Japanese invasion of Jinling!"
"yes!"
After saluting Zhu Jinghong again and staying in the palace for less than ten minutes in total, Hu Yongquan left after mounting his horse.
When they came, due to the emperor's request, they traveled at a speed of 600 miles a day. Now they can go back more slowly.
The round trip was close to three thousand miles. He, Hu Yongquan, was not a tough guy, and his body couldn't bear the long hours of traveling quickly.
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, and there were only a few guards and ceremonial guards left in the palace, as well as the two brothers standing in front.
Looking at the palace gate ahead, Zhu Jinghong sighed: "Fourth brother, we are working hard here, but the old man doesn't even have a good word to say. His character..."
Zhu Jinghong is the only one in the world who dares to arrange the emperor in public.
But no one around him found it strange, just because they were used to it.
Not to mention now, even if his butt was spanked in the past, Zhu Jinghong would still say these words after being carried off.
To describe it in one sentence, fear is really scary, and confusion is also really muddy.
However, before Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, he heard screams from around him. When he turned around, he saw that the prince had fainted.
It was a big deal for the prince to faint. The eunuchs around him quickly stepped forward to take care of him, and finally he was carried to the bedroom under the command of Zhu Jinghong.
Of course, Zhu Jinghong also strictly ordered everyone present not to spread the news that the prince had fainted.
Soon the imperial doctor arrived. After taking a look, he said that there was nothing serious. It was just caused by the acute attack of the heart and poor blood flow. He just prescribed a few soothing medicines and it would be fine.
Half an hour later, Zhu Jingyuan had woken up and was reading the memorial brought by Hu Yongquan.
Zhu Jinghong originally wanted to stop him, but he couldn't stop him at all, so he could only let it go.
"You share my worries, or do I share your worries?"
This was a reply requesting for the transfer of navy personnel. It could be said that the wording was extremely harsh, and it made Zhu Jingyuan burst into tears.
The remaining memorials were written specifically by Zhu Jingyuan, and the comments above were also harsh, even belittling and ridiculing.
Generally speaking, the meaning is the same. Zhu Jingyuan came and failed to get anything done, so he was not worthy of being the prince of the Ming Dynasty.
At the end, Zhu Jingyuan really shed tears. At this moment, he felt endless grievance and sadness.
"You all get out, no one is allowed within fifty steps!" Zhu Jinghong ordered everyone in the hall.
After all the eunuchs and maids had retreated, only two brothers, Zhu Jinghong, were left in the palace.
Seeing that only his brother was there, Zhu Jingyuan couldn't control his emotions at all, and finally burst into tears.
"Fourth brother, it's not really a big deal. I just got scolded a few times...Look at me, the old man even said he wanted to break my legs..."
Before Zhu Jinghong could finish his words, Zhu Jingyuan said with tears in his nose: "Thirteenth brother, for so many years... I have tried my best to do everything my father told me to do!"
"He asked me to study. I memorized the Four Books and Five Classics in two months. He asked me to go to school. I was never late no matter whether it was cold or hot all year round. He asked me..."
"Dad, if he asks for ten points, I will try my best to achieve twelve points. I don't want to secure my position as the bullshit prince. I just hope that he can praise me..."
"Tell me...Old Fourth, you are a good boy!"
"For so many years, no matter how well I did, my father always scolded me, always picked on my faults, and never praised me..."
The further he went on, the more Zhu Jingyuan's mood collapsed. He even beat his chest and seemed a little crazy.
Zhu Jinghong just listened silently, knowing that the elder brother needed to vent.
Such a native family is really breathtaking. It is not easy for Zhu Jingyuan not to grow crooked.
After crying for a few minutes, Zhu Jingyuan suddenly became quiet and stared directly at the roof beams.
"Fourth brother, are you feeling better?" Zhu Jinghong asked tentatively.
After a few breaths, I heard Zhu Jingyuan say calmly: "Thirteenth brother... This time I was sent to Jinling, and now my father has sent eunuchs to scold me. It seems that this day has finally arrived..."
"That day?" Zhu Jinghong was confused.
I saw Zhu Jingyuan sitting up from the bed, turning around and looking at Zhu Jinghong, saying word by word: "Dad is going to dethrone me as the crown prince!"
"Fourth brother, this is impossible, don't think so wildly..."
"This is not a random thought. Dad has always liked Lao Liu. He praised him for his literary talent as a saint, praised him for being prudent and experienced in doing things, and also said..."
Zhu Jingyuan almost blurted out what else he said, but in the end he held it back.
"Fourth brother, you are the eldest son, the crown prince position must be yours..." Zhu Jinghong was still trying to persuade him.
Zhu Jingyuan didn't pay attention at all, but he thought to himself and said: "Today I sent someone to scold me, but next time I will abolish the prince's edict..."
"Even... there are three feet of white silk and poisonous wine!"
