"Dad, there is one more thing!" Zhu Jinghong was cautious.
Zhu Xianming looked impatient and scolded: "If you have something to say, just say it, and then get out of here!"
Stepping into the main hall, Zhu Jinghong took out two memorials from his arms, and an eunuch immediately took them and helped present them.
"What's this?"
"This is a letter of apology from the Jia family. They are still kneeling outside the Qianqing Gate. Seeing how pitiful they are... I will help them pass the memorial!"
The memorial was placed on the imperial desk, but Zhu Xianming had no intention of reading it, and said in a calm tone: "You are quite warm-hearted!"
Zhu Jinghong lowered his head and replied: "Speaking of which, what happened yesterday was all caused by my son, which made my father angry with the Jia family... How can my son just sit back and watch!"
It is also an important task for Zhu Jinghong to show his kind side and gradually change his reckless persona in the emperor's mind.
"Take out the memorial...tell them that I have no intention of pursuing them and let them take care of their own homes!"
Ever since, the memorial returned to Zhu Jinghong's hands.
"Yes, son, go and send the message right now!"
"Get out of here!"
After Zhu Jinghong left, Zhu Xianming said slowly: "This old man went to Jinling and his whole person has changed a lot. What do you think?"
There were more than a dozen eunuchs serving in Nuan Pavilion, but the only one qualified to answer was Cheng Ying, the general manager of Qianqing Palace.
"It is said that reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. This trip to Jinling and back is thousands of miles away. The Thirteenth Master must have gained a lot of knowledge!" Cheng Ying replied, arching his waist.
Zhu Xianming picked up the tea cup again and said slowly: "Not only have I gained knowledge, but I think I have also gained a lot of courage. I will have to strictly discipline him in the future!"
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The stone in his heart had already fallen, and Zhu Jinghong walked out of the Qianqing Palace in a happy mood. As expected, he saw Jia She and the others still waiting there.
Walking up to the two brothers, Zhu Jinghong took out the memorial, and Jia She and the other two took it carefully.
"I begged for mercy on your behalf. My father said... that your family's affairs should be forgotten, and that you should take the memorial back!"
"Really...really?" Jia She lost his composure.
Throwing the memorial to Jia She and the others, Zhu Jinghong said with a straight face: "Can I still lie to you?"
Knowing that he had said something wrong, Jia She quickly kowtowed: "I made a mistake, I hope that the Thirteenth Master will forgive me!"
"Thank you, Thirteenth Master, for your help. The whole Jia family is grateful!"
Jia She's words were absolutely sincere. The two of them had not felt at ease since last night, and they only felt at ease now.
"Everyone get up!"
"Thank you Thirteenth Master!"
Zhu Jinghong walked out, and the two Jia She brothers immediately followed, intending to say more words of gratitude.
In comparison, Jia Zheng was a little more restrained and calm. After a few words, it became Jia She's one-man show.
This situation deeply surprised Zhu Jinghong, because when he watched TV series in his previous life, Jia She always talked less and Jia Zheng talked more.
After the two people talked for a while, Zhu Jinghong stopped and turned around to look at Jia She and the others.
Jia She and the two men quickly bowed to each other, clasping their fists and bending over as if listening to the instructions.
"The Holy Father just said that after you go back, you must strictly manage your family and improve your morals. Don't let anything unpleasant happen again!"
When he said this, Zhu Jinghong thought of Qin Keqing, who must have been captured by Jia Zhen at this time.
"His Majesty, Holy Ming Zhuzhao, there are probably very few people in the world who can hide things from him, and there are probably even fewer people who can hide things about your family from him!"
Zhu Jinghong's words had profound meaning, which made Jia She and the others think deeply. At this moment, they could not wait to go back immediately and summon their clan members to investigate.
"Okay, it's time for you to go back!"
"Thank you for the advice, Thirteenth Master. I will definitely respect the Holy Will when I return to the house, clean up the family tradition and reshape the family discipline!" Even if Jia She expresses his position, after all, Rongguo Mansion is now in his hands.
After some salutes, Jia She and the two left separately, while Zhu Jinghong returned to the palace and found the two brothers.
The emperor said that he wanted to test his skills, so naturally he had to improvise at this moment and invited the two brothers over for questioning.
At least he must know what he has learned during this period and what he has fallen behind.
While Zhu Jinghong was busy, Jia She and his wife on the other side returned to the mansion, and the whole family was waiting for the news.
At this moment, everyone gathered in the Hall of Rongxi, but only Jia She was among them.
"Thanks to the Thirteenth Master's help this time, the Holy Spirit has forgiven our mistakes!" Jia She knew what everyone was concerned about, so he told the most critical situation.
After hearing this, everyone felt a lot more relieved and felt that they could live in peace again.
Just by looking at their expressions, Jia She could tell what these people were thinking, because he had the same idea in the past.
But now that he is the head of the family, some things cannot be the same as before. After all, if anything happens next, he will have to bear the main responsibility.
"Quiet!" Jia She's expression was serious.
"Although I can't meet the Holy Spirit this time, the Holy Spirit still has a message for our family!"
How dare everyone not respond respectfully to the emperor's instructions, so they all looked at Jia She with serious expressions.
"The Holy One has said that our family must be strict in its conduct and maintain good morals..."
Walking to the center of the hall, Jia She looked around at the men in the family and said coldly: "It can be seen that the bad habits in our family have been known to the Holy One. This is a big disaster!"
"Master Thirteen helped us this time, but what about next time? Who will help us? Who can help us?"
No one can answer this. If this happens again, no one can save them.
Jia She looked around at the crowd. When he saw Jia Zhen, the latter suddenly felt guilty and cold sweat broke out on his back unconsciously.
"Zhen'er, you are the clan leader, what do you think we should do?"
"Jane?"
Jia She raised his voice to wake Jia Zhen out of her panic. The latter's face looked a little pale at the moment.
"Zhen'er, are you okay?" Jia She looked concerned.
"The family tradition is not right. As the patriarch of the clan, my nephew is ashamed of his ancestors!" Jia Zhen looked like she was blaming herself.
"I can't blame you alone. We elders also have lax control, so you don't have to blame yourself too much!"
Walking to the main seat of the hall, Jia She turned to face everyone and said slowly: "The plan for now is to clean up the family tradition as your Majesty said. All affairs in the house must be organized clearly and everything must be in accordance with the rules. Come do it!”
"It's best to stop the dirty things that some people are doing outside. If I get wind of it again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Although Jia She didn't do anything before, he was still a living person after all, and he still heard about the dirty things his clan members did secretly.
But in the past, in order to taint himself and because it was Jia Zheng who was in charge, he never interfered.
When he pointed it out, many people present changed their expressions, but they could only agree that they would be more careful after going down.
Everyone deliberated for half an hour before coming up with the specific rectification measures and reaching a consensus to implement them.
After everyone dispersed, Jia She was worried, which made the proud Mrs. Xing particularly puzzled.
"Master, what's going on? Now that the troubles in the clan are over, isn't it a great thing that our ancestors let us take care of the house again?"
Sighing, Jia She replied: "Our family has dissatisfied the Holy Emperor. Although we have escaped a disaster now, we are afraid that something will go wrong again in the future!"
"You must discipline these mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law in the house well. Those who are disobedient, angry, and secretly forming cliques will be beaten and punished when necessary. If it is not possible, just sell them!"
"It saves trouble this way. I'm just afraid of being gossiped about!" Mrs. Xing had doubts on her face.
"It's better to be gossiped about than to confiscate your home and exterminate your clan!" Jia She said solemnly.
(End of chapter)
