Zhu Jinghong would never have thought that his title as a prince would not be decided after several discussions by the Ministry of Rites, but it was finally decided by his old mother.
"How long do you estimate it will take to complete the campaign against Japanese invaders in Jinling?"
Zhu Xianming was not very happy when he mentioned this matter. He just heard him say coldly: "If I use this method, I'm afraid it will take two or three months!"
Yang Qingyin immediately said: "As long as it can be done well, it doesn't matter if it takes more time!"
"To put it lightly, if it takes a few more months, do you know how much more food will be used?"
"Money, money, money, you know money. The fourth child went to the battlefield in person. He has worked hard enough!"
"Going to the battlefield? What the hell, he is hiding in the city and taking command, but he can also be called to the battlefield?"
The more he talked, the more angry he became. Zhu Xianming became more and more dissatisfied and said: "It's just hiding in the city. Guess how he fought? He didn't fight at all. He only mobilized so many troops to surround us!"
"I said it can be done in two or three months, but if we surround him like this, the Japanese pirates will die of thirst or starvation!"
Standing up, Zhu Xianming straightened his collar and walked around the round table at the same time. As he walked, he said: "When I was sixteen or seventeen years old, I followed the ancestors to the outside of the pass. In the first battle, I led a thousand troops and beheaded hundreds!"
"Since then, we have been conquering the north and south. Didn't I fight brilliantly in that battle?"
Stopping next to Yang Qingyin, Zhu Xianming patted the table and said, "Tell me...how did you become such a bear in your generation?"
From the beginning to the end, Yang Qingyin did not move. At this moment, she only looked at Zhu Xianming coldly.
"Are you done?"
"That's it!"
"Do you still want to eat?"
"Don't eat, I'm full!"
Yang Qingyin was angry and said immediately: "If you like to be angry, don't come to Kunning Palace to trouble me, right?"
The scene was awkward for a while, but it happened to be at this time that Cheng Ying rushed over with a report.
Seeing that the atmosphere inside was not right, the guy quietly retreated out, but Zhu Xianming still saw him.
"Get in!"
Cheng Ying had no choice but to go in.
"Your Majesty, this is the memorial submitted by the Thirteenth Master!"
"What did you say?"
"This...this is the memorial submitted by the Thirteenth Master!"
"He? Submit a report?"
Kneeling on the ground, Cheng Ying said with great certainty: "Exactly!"
Taking the memorial in his hand, Zhu Xianming easily tore open the seal. Once he opened it, he felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.
"This little... thing!"
Zhu Xianming was about to curse, but when he saw Yang Qingyin's cold eyes, he immediately changed his tune.
"How many times have I told him to practice calligraphy well and practice calligraphy well? This bastard... idiot has never heard of it!"
"Dancing with guns and sticks every day, look at the bullshit he wrote!" At this point, Zhu Xianming unfolded it directly for Yang Qingyin to read.
Not to mention, Yang Qingyin, who had always been calm after just one glance, felt uncomfortable in her heart.
"This bastard really deserves to be beaten!"
After hearing his wife scold him, Zhu Xianming felt more comfortable, and then he held his nose and looked at the contents of the memorial.
"Father, I have not seen you for a day, and it is like three autumns. I miss you so much..."
After reading the first two sentences of the memorial, Zhu Xianming felt a little chilly for a moment, but he continued reading.
"What are you writing about?"
"look by youself!"
Yang Jingyin took the memorial and read it by candlelight. The more she looked at it, the more frightened she became.
"This bastard, whoever allowed him to put himself in danger will be in trouble if he leaves Beijing..."
Before Zhu Xianming could start scolding, Yang Qingyin started scolding herself.
Just because Zhu Jinghong's memorial describes the so-called "suppression of thieves" plan, a plan compiled by the Jinyiwei Jiancha Si to guard Qianhu.
In the memorial, Zhu Jinghong described in detail how he strategized and commanded, and how he took risks without fear of danger...
In a word, Zhu Jinghong said that he was very powerful, and he praised himself very straightforwardly, which was very consistent with the carefree character of his predecessor.
This kid, Lao Shisan, is a bit more heroic than he was back then... Seeing Yang Qingyin's face flush with anger, Zhu Xianming was thoughtful.
"This bastard, I think the beating is too gentle. Hurry up and call the Jin Yiwei... and give him twenty more blows!"
"It's a deal!" Zhu Xianming said immediately.
One sentence made Yang Qingyin choke, and then she changed her words: "Forget it... I'll take care of it when he comes back!"
"As Old Thirteen mentioned, the White Lotus Sect is going to start an uprising in the capital, so we should pay more attention!"
Zhu Xianming nodded, and then said: "Leave it to Dongchang to handle it... As for Li Wenzhao mentioned by Lao Shisan, he can also be transferred to the capital!"
"Identified hundreds of traitors in one go. Jinyiwei rarely achieves such results. This person can be considered a talent!"
Although Zhu Xianming is not afraid of the so-called "uprising" of the White Lotus Sect, he is still willing to make arrangements if he can dig out these people.
Although Zhu Jinghong's handwriting is poor, his goal has been achieved through this memorial.
"Okay, let's eat..."
"Didn't you say you were full of anger?"
"Now that I'm relieved, I'm hungry again!"
At this point, the couple both laughed.
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As night fell, after dinner, Jia Zheng went to Aunt Zhao's room.
He has been in a good mood in recent days, and he was even more interested today, planning to have some fun with his concubine.
But a letter from the boy was poured down on him like cold water, and he suddenly lost the will to be happy.
"master?"
"Master~~"
No matter how much Aunt Zhao fussed, she couldn't bring Jia Zheng back when he went out, so she could only vent her anger on the pillow.
The letter was sent by Yuanchun, and the content was very simple and straightforward, telling Jia Zheng not to have any wrongdoing, let alone to violate the rules.
Moreover, the letter also vaguely mentioned that the emperor had been informed of today's actions in the family, and that troubles could arise at a moment's notice.
Walking alone among the corridors, the cool breeze blowing in his face made him feel a little better.
"Oh...it's too hasty!"
Just as he was frowning, he heard laughter coming from the other side of the wall. When he looked carefully, he heard who it could be if it wasn't 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 fighting in the courtyard stopped immediately, and Jia Baoyu was stunned on the spot, not even daring to turn around and meet his father.
"Why don't you make trouble?" Jia Zheng clasped his hands behind his back and his tone was particularly cold.
Turning around, Jia Baoyu bowed his hands and said, "Master..."
"You don't do your job properly all day long, and you do all kinds of crooked things. You are ruining my family!"
After being severely scolded, Jia Baoyu lowered his head, thinking that he would stay away from him in the future to avoid being bumped into by his father again.
"What are you still waiting for? Why don't you wipe his face quickly?" Jia Zheng looked at the group of girls coldly.
Xiren was still a little bolder, so he took out his handkerchief and approached Jia Baoyu, stretched out his hand and wiped it for him.
Jia Zheng became angrier as he watched this scene, but the restraint a scholar should have prevented him from taking action directly.
"Listen carefully to me. If you don't memorize the Four Books by heart this year, be careful..."
"Huh..." Jia Zheng walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
After he walked away, Jia Baoyu still lowered his head, and it was the maid beside him who reminded him that he raised his head.
"Second Master Bao... let's go back!" Xiren pulled his sleeve.
Qingwen, who had a pretty face, also said: "Second Master, Master has gone far, let's go back!"
Jia Baoyu nodded, originally planning to play with Lin Daiyu next, but lost his mind after being scolded by his father.
"Go tell Sister Lin that I have something to do tonight and can't accompany her to relieve her boredom!" Jia Baoyu ordered.
(End of chapter)
