"Master Thirteen? Master Thirteen? Get up quickly..."
"The imperial envoy is here!"
"Master Thirteen?"
"Woke up……"
I had a lot of fun last night. As for how I enjoyed myself, it’s hard to explain to outsiders.
Zhu Jinghong usually gets up late, but it's not long since dawn now, and he is even more sleepy.
"Get lost..." Zhu Jinghong cursed, turned over and turned around.
This made Yu Hai extremely 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 moment, a cold and stern voice came from outside the house: "If Master Thirteen doesn't come out, I will come in!"
The next moment, an old eunuch wearing a red python robe, accompanied by several young eunuchs, stepped into the room.
This person is Wang Qing, the eunuch in charge of the Dongchang. He has the worst reputation among the Dongchang and is ruthless and decisive.
Arriving at 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 around and looked at Wang Qing and found that he had no impression of him.
In this case, he must be a small person, so Zhu Jinghong scolded: "Old guy, disappear quickly before I get angry, otherwise don't blame me for disrespecting the elderly!"
"Thirteenth Master, if you don't get up, I will have no choice but to call the Jin Yiwei to come in and invite you!"
This old guy is so shameless that he dares to let Jin Yiwei come to invite him. Does he think he has a long life?
"If this is really the case, it will not look good on everyone!"
These words made Zhu Jinghong even more furious. He immediately stood up, picked up the pillow and threw it at Wang Qing. At the same time, he yelled: "Arrogant..."
Seeing Zhu Jinghong being so presumptuous, the young eunuch Yu Hai boldly reminded him: "Thirteenth Master, this is the eunuch Wang Qing of the East Factory!"
"So what if he is Xichang Yuhuatian?"
Zhu Jinghong was extremely disdainful. No matter how powerful he was, he was still not a eunuch. In his predecessor, he even beat up the admiral of Dongchang.
Wang Qing still had that dead face and said calmly: "Thirteenth Master, this old slave is here to convey the order..."
The one who preaches the imperial edict? To whom was the edict given? Could it be for yourself?
"It turns out to be the prince!" Zhu Jinghong said with a smile on his face, and the anger just now disappeared. He was an expert in expression management.
"Since you are the one who is delivering the decree, why don't you go to the Crown Prince? He is the one in charge of Jinling!"
Wang Qingyin laughed twice, and then said: "Because this imperial edict is specially given to you, the Thirteenth Master!"
"ah?"
Could it be that the old man in Beijing is only targeting himself? Thinking of this, Zhu Jinghong's legs felt weak.
Fading his smile, Wang Qing said coldly: "The Thirteenth Master, the Crown Prince and Jinling dignitaries have all arrived at the palace, but they are all waiting for you..."
"Then please wait for me to change before going to the main hall!"
"No need to bother, I have to take off my clothes in a while anyway, Master Thirteen, please come with us now!"
As the saying goes, a gentleman will be crowned even after death, let alone go out disheveled. Wang Qing's request was very rude and could even be said to be disrespectful to Zhu Jinghong.
Wang Qing was ruthless, but to be honest, he was just a slave. He was afraid of pushing Zhu Jinghong into a panic, so he explained: "This is the master's command!"
This is really not a lie. Zhu Xianming noticed that Zhu Jinghong was lying in bed recently, so he specially thought of this method to punish him.
In Zhu Xianming's view, although Zhu Jinghong didn't like reading before, his regular martial arts training schedule was considered to have merit.
But now, this little bastard is getting more and more lazy, and has almost lost all his merits. If he doesn't take care of it, what else can he do?
"Could it be that the Thirteenth Master wants to resist the decree?" Wang Qing asked coldly.
Resist the decree? As soon as these two words came out, Zhu Jinghong felt shuddering and even had goosebumps on his body.
Damn it, my predecessor was too cowardly. Although I was good at martial arts, I was so afraid of my father. My conditioned reflex also affected me...
After secretly complaining, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "Are you kidding me? How can I resist the order? Then let's go!"
"Master Thirteen, please!" Wang Qing said with a straight face.
As a result, Zhu Jinghong, wearing only single clothes, walked out of the dormitory where he rested, and walked along the palace road to the main hall.
Anyone who dared to look twice at the guards he met along the way would be stared back by Zhu Jinghong.
Looking at Zhu Jinghong walking in front with his head held high, Wang Qing also felt a little speechless. Isn't it shameful to humiliate this man like this?
Wang Qing couldn't understand because he didn't know that Zhu Jinghong was a time traveler and wore less than this in the summer of his previous life.
Soon they arrived at Yong'an Hall. At this moment, there were more than a dozen officials in the hall, all of whom were high-ranking officials of Jinling Sanya.
The prince, Zhu Jingyuan, moved a chair under the imperial steps and sat on it. When he saw Wang Qing appear, he stood up.
The officials who were chatting now all stood in order according to their official rank, showing great respect to Wang Qing who came over.
There was no way, Wang Qing represented the emperor, and even the prince did not dare to neglect him. Of course, Zhu Jinghong was an exception.
When Wang Qing passed, everyone noticed Zhu Jinghong's attire, and everyone was surprised.
"Thirteenth brother, why are you here like this? Why don't you hurry back and put on your clothes!"
At this time, Wang Qing had already walked up the royal steps and stood in front of the emperor's throne. He turned around and said, "Prince, this is what the Lord wants!"
Since it was the emperor's intention, others did not dare to comment, but they were more curious about the content of this imperial edict.
As Wang Qing appeared, the accompanying ceremonial guards also entered the hall one after another. After some arrangements, the hall was even more majestic and solemn.
Standing on the imperial steps, Wang Qing took the imperial edict from the accompanying eunuch, then looked down at the crowd and said: "There is an edict..."
"I'm going to ask my Emperor's holy bow, Jin'an!"
A group of officials paid homage. Wang Qing, who was on the imperial steps, said "Sacred bow" and then opened the imperial edict scroll.
"The emperor is destined to be carried by heaven, and he is said to be..."
Compared with the last time Hu Yongquan delivered an oral edict, the reading of the imperial edict this time was undoubtedly much more formal. Combined with Wang Qing's gloomy face, it made everyone present feel uneasy.
"The prince is the crown prince of the country, and he is responsible for the danger of the country. He should be shrewd and talented to inherit the throne..."
"The court is in a hurry now. I will send the prince to Jinling to take charge of the party and put an end to the chaos..."
"You have been to Jinling for more than thirty years, but you have not been able to pacify the Japanese pirates. You also listened to Lao Shisan's lies and gave random orders to disrupt the place. You really failed to meet my expectations!"
As soon as the imperial edict began, he scolded the prince like shit, which made Zhu Jingyuan feel so haggard that he almost collapsed to the ground.
And Zhu Jinghong, who was kneeling next to him, was not in any better mood than him.
Hearing the meaning of the imperial edict, Zhu Jingyuan was criticized so harshly for believing "slanders", so how can he, the chief culprit of slanders, be okay?
Thinking of Wang Qing's bad attitude and the fact that he was asked to wear single clothes to receive the order, Zhu Jinghong felt more and more uncomfortable.
"If the prince has any sense of shame, he should bring the power of Jinling's civil and military forces to work hard to clear up the chaos. Don't ask me to issue any more orders!"
These words were even more severe, and were equivalent to scolding Zhu Jingyuan, without any regard for the dignity of the prince.
Although the whole article did not mention Jinling officials, it still frightened everyone.
After all, because of their wrangling, there has been no great progress in suppressing the Japanese. Their crime is even greater than that of the prince.
The princes were pointed at their noses and scolded, and the emperor was afraid that he wanted to chop off their heads, so he just put them on their shoulders temporarily and kept them for doing things.
The current emperor, regardless of whether he is a civil or military official, will either belittle or reprimand those who are not useful, and directly kill those who are bad.
Thinking of this, all the civil servants trembled and sweat broke out on their foreheads and temples.
At this moment, Wang Qing's tone became more and more fierce: "Old Thirteen..."
