Two days later, this matter reached Zhu Jingyuan's ears.
After learning about this incident, he made a special trip to Shanglinyuan to intercede with the Jia family to plead for mercy.
There is no way, no matter whether Zhu Jingyuan admits it or not, the Jia family is tied to him, and the disaster of the Jia family will also damage his reputation.
Originally, Zhu Jinghong didn't want to be taken advantage of by the sixth man, but the prince came just in time to let him go down the slope, so he was extremely generous and said that he would listen to his brother and not do anything wrong.
After receiving Zhu Jinghong's tolerance, Zhu Jingyuan felt that he was a good younger brother. He was so moved that he almost shed tears, but it frightened Zhu Jinghong.
After returning from Shanglin Garden, Zhu Jingyuan ordered Bachelor of the East Palace to find Qin Ye and explain the misunderstanding to the Jia family.
At the same time, he also asked someone to send a message to Shuntian Prefecture, and ordered the government office to put pressure on Yongsheng County Office to find those gangsters.
It has to be said that the response was quite appropriate after the Donggong scholar brainstormed. Of course, Yuanchun's reminder was also indispensable.
In the next two days, Zhu Jinghong devoted himself to training at Shanglinyuan and did not pay much attention to this matter.
After the overall evaluation, Zhu Jinghong thought that the team was ready to watch, so he found the Qianqing Palace in the afternoon.
Walking outside the main hall, Zhu Jinghong asked the young eunuch on duty at the door: "No one is here today?"
The young eunuch immediately replied: "Reporting to the Thirteenth Master, no one is here to see you in the afternoon. Your Majesty is resting in Hongde Hall!"
"I see... report it to me!"
"yes!"
The Qianqing Palace is a palace complex, and the Hongde Palace is to the west of the main hall of the Qianqing Palace. It was the emperor's daily leisure place.
At this moment, Zhu Xianming was holding a magnifying glass, standing behind the bookcase and looking at Huizong's original work. The monogram on it especially made him observe carefully.
Straightening up slightly, Zhu Xianming whispered: "This thing must be real... Lao Jiu must have spent a lot of effort to make this thing!"
Then he turned around and waved to Cheng Ying, who understood and immediately handed over the tea.
"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Master wants to see you!"
"What is he here for?" Zhu Xianming muttered, and then asked the eunuch to summon Zhu Jinghong to come in.
It must be said that it is a rare privilege to be able to see the emperor at any time. It is really rare for people in the Ming Dynasty to have this kind of treatment.
"father……"
As soon as he entered the hall, Zhu Jinghong shouted, which startled Zhu Xianming who was drinking tea. The tea almost spilled on Huizong's original work.
"Bastard...what are you shouting for?" Zhu Xianming scolded him with a cold face.
This doesn’t sound like kindness. Isn’t it wrong? It's really hard to grasp the old man's thoughts... Zhu Jinghong thought to himself.
He smiled apologetically, bowed his waist and saluted after entering the palace: "Dad... who made you angry?"
Putting down the tea cup, Zhu Xianming calmed down after carefully looking at the paintings on the desk. After making sure that the tea was not left behind.
Although Huizong was not very good as an emperor, he was very good at flower and bird calligraphy and painting, and Zhu Xianming also liked it very much.
Looking up at Zhu Jinghong, the emperor said in a cold tone: "Old Thirteen, you are here for a fight, right?"
Being in a good mood, Zhu Xianming naturally disliked Zhu Jinghong.
"Dad... my son is here to report something important!"
"If you have something to say, say it, and then get out!"
Such an attitude chilled Zhu Jinghong.
"Dad...the army my son has trained has basically taken shape. Do you have time to take a look in the next two days?"
"Really? It's only been twenty days, are you sure you've already mastered it?" Zhu Xianming was very doubtful.
After repeated training of the mobilized troops under strict standards, Zhu Jinghong was very sure of the training results.
"Dad, don't worry, it will definitely shine..."
"What's the point?"
After swallowing the words "dog eyes", Zhu Jinghong answered: "Well... it can make your eyes light up!"
"If it's not as mysterious as you said..."
Zhu Jinghong immediately responded: "Just break my legs!"
"It's good if you know!" Zhu Xianming said coldly.
So Zhu Jinghong asked: "Then...when will you go, Dad?"
After thinking for a while, Zhu Xianming replied: "Just tomorrow morning!"
Hearing this, Cheng Ying on the side reminded: "Your Majesty, tomorrow morning, the envoys from the seven countries who have just arrived in Beijing will come to see you. The Ministry of War will report on the rotation situation of the governors in various places in October, and the Ministry of Revenue..."
Cheng Ying talked endlessly, but Zhu Xianming said: "We have changed it to the afternoon!"
According to Zhu Xianming's habit, the schedule is basically arranged in the morning, and he can arrange it freely in the afternoon.
The emperor said that it would be arranged until the afternoon, so there was no doubt about it, so Cheng Ying replied: "Yes!"
The old man was so decisive that Zhu Jinghong was speechless for a while.
In fact, this also shows that the emperor was indifferent to this matter on the surface, and even had a bad look on Zhu Jinghong, but in fact he took this matter very seriously.
"Dad, that son resigned!"
Unexpectedly, Zhu Xianming said slowly: "I'm not busy... I have something to ask!"
"My son will definitely know everything and answer it!"
"Two days ago, you took Sheng'er to Xiyuan, saying you were following my order?"
"This...Dad, please listen to my explanation..."
It's a pity that Zhu Xianming didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he immediately said: "Isn't it an exaggeration to give you twenty sticks?"
To be honest, for such a big crime as falsely spreading the imperial edict, it would be possible for the Nine Clans to be executed if it were placed on someone else.
Twenty imperial rods is indeed a very light punishment or even no punishment.
The eldest son and the second son of the emperor also made mistakes. One was kicked to death by the emperor and the other was scared to death. That was the true nature of Zhu Xianming's anger.
"Dad... there will be a martial arts performance tomorrow. If my son is crippled with twenty imperial sticks, won't it cause trouble for tomorrow?"
After hearing Zhu Jinghong's words, Zhu Xianming also felt that there was some truth in it, so he replied: "Then I owe you ten yuan first, and I will fight you tomorrow after everything is over!"
"Dad, ten boards are too many, son..."
Seeing Zhu Jinghong kicking his nose and face, Zhu Xianming suddenly turned cold and said: "I think I'll just give you fifty strokes. If I don't have you tomorrow, I won't be able to perform martial arts?"
Seeing that the old man was going to be soaring, Zhu Jinghong quickly admitted: "Don't ... the son goes to get the ten boards immediately, and go immediately!"
Seeing Zhu Jinghong about to go out, Zhu Xianming scolded again: "Come back!"
Just as he was about to cross the threshold, Zhu Jinghong could only turn around and return.
"Dad...do you have anything else to do?"
Zhu Jinghong picked up the tea cup and said slowly: "Stop making trouble about those things in the Jia family!"
Obviously, Zhu Xianming was a keen observer, and it was difficult for him to escape his eyes on all matters, big and small, both inside and outside the court.
In Zhu Jinghong's impression, the old man had always had a bad attitude toward the Jia family. Why did he speak for them today?
The reason for this is very simple, just because the Jia family is backed by the Supreme Emperor, and the Holy Birthday Festival is less than half a month away, and the Supreme Emperor will be disgraced if something happens to the Jia family.
How could he, Zhu Xianming, and his father, the Supreme Emperor, be kind and filial to each other and allow such a thing to happen.
In fact, Zhu Jingyuan also considered this, so he was timid in doing things, otherwise public opinion would have been launched to deal with the prince.
Seeing that Zhu Jinghong didn't respond, the emperor immediately scolded: "Did you hear that?"
"heard it!"
"Don't forget the imperial staff, get out!"
"yes!"
After exiting the hall, Zhu Xianming was still thinking hard and had a rough guess about the old man's thoughts.
"Thirteenth Master, the Lord has sent his slaves to prison, you see..."
Zhu Jinghong turned around, but it was the young eunuch waiting in the main hall.
"It seems that the old man can't trust me, so he sent you to jail me!"
Hearing these "treasonous" words, the young eunuch could only laugh twice and pretend that nothing happened.
"Let's go, Tingzhang!"
"Please, Thirteenth Master!" the young eunuch was extremely polite.
Zhu Jinghong's predecessor had a lot of experience with matters like the imperial staff, and now he is quite familiar with it.
Logically speaking, the imperial staff was outside Qianqing Gate, but he, Zhu Jinghong, could choose the place by himself, so he led the young eunuch and rushed to Dongchang.
(End of chapter)
