After Baochai sat down, he said: "Brother asked me... to ask the Thirteenth Master for instructions on how to deal with those foreigners!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Jinghong calmly replied: "I will find time to go over and have a look!"
Meeting these foreigners is not the point. The point is to select the talents among them and how to let the imperial court reuse them and learn their more advanced manufacturing technology of guns, warships and ships.
At present, the Holy Birthday Festival has not yet ended, and he also plans to propose reforms to the military system to the emperor. Foreigners' affairs are not really a priority.
After Zhu Jinghong answered, there was nothing to say between the two.
Didn't he want to ask about Spring and Autumn? Why haven't you spoken yet? If you don't tell me, I have to leave?
While Baochai was thinking secretly, a eunuch came in from outside the door to report that the Queen had sent someone to deliver something.
Although there is no shortage of anything here in Chengmingyuan, the queen still often sends people to bring things over, including food, drink, and clothing.
At this moment, outside the gate of Chengmingyuan, several eunuchs were carrying two wooden boxes and following Yang Jingting.
After receiving the message from the eunuch, Yang Jingting led the people into the courtyard. It can be seen that she is a very polite girl.
This is the first time Yang Jingting has come alone. Previously, Baochai Zhenqin had taken over this job, but today she took the initiative to accept it.
Seeing that her niece was getting better, the queen was extremely happy and naturally gave her the errand.
However, when Yang Jingting walked in happily, she saw a scene that made her heartbroken.
Zhu Jinghong and Baochai sat on the left and right sides, making it appear that Baochai was the hostess of this place.
Fortunately, Baochai was also a well-informed person. When he saw Yang Jingting appear, he stood up immediately, smiled and came forward and said: "Why is sister Ting here? I can just leave these errands to Qin girl, why do you have to go there yourself!"
It's hard to say that Baochai has no selfish intentions in this sentence, and even she herself can't explain it clearly.
Glancing at Zhu Jinghong who was still sitting, Yang Jingting tried her best to remain calm and said with a slight smile: "How dare I not come if your Majesty personally orders me to come!"
After hearing this sentence, Baochai always felt that it was meaningful.
At this time, Zhu Jinghong asked: "Sister Ting, what else did my mother give you?"
"There are three pieces of deerskin and two pieces of purple cotton silk sent as tribute from Korea..."
"There are 200 pieces of screen paper and five banana steps sent by the Ryukyu Kingdom as tribute..."
"Someone from Siam paid tribute..."
Yang Jingting has a strong knowledge of knowledge and can speak smoothly without looking at the manuscript paper.
After Yang Jingting finished reading, Zhu Jinghong stood up and shouted behind him: "Yu Hai... take the people and put the things in!"
"yes!"
"Your Majesty has given me such a generous gift, wouldn't the Thirteenth Master be grateful?"
Of course Baochai said this, Yang Jingting would not make such a joke.
Zhu Jinghong immediately replied: "If you want to thank me, just thank me in person. Why bother with these false gifts!"
"It's cold outside, let's go in and talk!"
Under Zhu Jinghong's greeting, Baochai and his wife entered the hall.
Zhu Jinghong himself went to change clothes, leaving Baochai and Baochai together, but they didn't say a word at this moment.
Baochai only felt that Yang Jingting had changed. In the past, they had a deep love for each other as sisters and could talk about almost everything. But then they would be so cold as today.
"How are you these two days, sister Ting?"
When Baochai said these words, she was so embarrassed that she was simply looking for something to say.
"It's okay...how is Sister Bao?"
It's not the most embarrassing, only more embarrassing. Yang Jingting's reply made the atmosphere almost...unspeakable.
"Okay...it's all good!"
As if they had a tacit understanding, the two of them picked up the teacups at the same time, trying to cover up their current embarrassment.
After this quiet atmosphere lasted for about five minutes, Zhu Jinghong walked out after changing his clothes.
"How can it be so quiet? This is really rare. When I went to Kunning Palace in the past, you guys...were all talking about poetry and songs non-stop!"
This is called not lifting the pot, and the two girls, who were already embarrassed, felt even more uncomfortable at this moment.
They all want to leave, but they don't want to leave first.
At this moment, Deng An walked in from outside.
"Master Thirteen, there is no one over there. Do you want to go there?"
Zhu Jinghong planned to meet in the past two days, but he never found a suitable opportunity, so he has postponed it until now.
Zhu Jinghong was not a fool. He also sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and it was difficult for him to deal with being caught between two girls, so retreating became a good choice.
"Okay...I'll go to Qianqing Palace to see you!"
After saying this, Zhu Jinghong said to Baochai and the other two: "You two girls, I need to take a step in advance. You..."
Baochai replied: "Let's go back by ourselves, don't worry about the Thirteenth Master!"
"Farewell!"
This is Zhu Jinghong's palace, but he is asked to say "goodbye". Combined with his behavior of running away, it seems a bit funny.
He left as soon as possible, but the two remaining girls were in trouble. They both wanted to leave but didn't want to go together.
It was precisely because of this thought that the scene became further awkward. After all, Zhu Jinghong had left and they still stayed.
Finally, Baochai stood up, squeezed out a smile and said, "Sister Ting, let's go too!"
"Okay...Sister Bao, please!"
The two of them then stood up and walked to Kunning Palace one after the other.
In this silence, many things have changed, and both of them know that they can't go back to the past.
When Baochai and his two men rushed to Kunning Palace, Zhu Jinghong had already arrived outside the main hall of Qianqing Palace. After informing him, he was ushered into the Nuan Pavilion by the eunuch.
"My son, please see your father!"
Zhu Xianming was reading a book. Seeing that Zhu Jinghong knew etiquette so well, he immediately turned his head and looked over.
"What's the matter?"
Although he was not asked to stand up, Zhu Jinghong was not a prince, so he stood up on his own.
"Dad... my son has a suggestion!"
"explain!"
"Two days ago, my son left the palace and stopped by the palace, only to find that... there was a plaque bearing the name of Prince Xiang!"
Seeing that the emperor returned his attention to the book, Zhu Jinghong could only continue: "Could it be that... his son's title is Prince Xiang?"
Putting down the book, Zhu Xianming said in a deep voice: "You came here specially to ask these nonsense questions?"
"Father... my son thinks that it is absolutely impossible for me to be granted the title of King Xiang!"
"Why?"
"Xiang is Chu...The king of Chu died suddenly. The title of King Xiang is so unlucky!"
This is the reason Zhu Jinghong racked his brains and spent two days coming up with.
"Oh... it's unlucky. How about changing it to King Xiangyang?"
Changing King Xiang to King Xiangyang is equivalent to replacing a motorcycle with a bicycle. Of course Zhu Jinghong would not agree.
"Dad... my son is telling you something serious, so please stop joking!"
"You still know the joke? This king's title can be changed if it is changed?" Zhu Xianming's tone was obviously dissatisfied.
"You spend the whole day running around, wielding swords and guns, or laughing and making trouble with the guards. You don't know the classics and have no knowledge of literature. Look at what you are like now... How can you have the dignity of a royal heir?"
The sudden accusation hurt Zhu Jinghong, but at the same time, he felt that this scene seemed familiar.
"Look at your fourth and sixth brothers. He is not a humble gentleman, but as gentle as jade... look at you again?"
After being scolded by the emperor, Zhu Jinghong dared to say that he wanted to move out of the palace in advance.
"What? Not convinced?"
"Father, how dare your son refuse to accept it!" Zhu Jinghong replied, bending his waist.
Although he was respectful on the face, he was holding his breath in his heart. This old man was completely trying to kill the donkey.
I had never heard him say these words before when I needed to train troops. Now that the Holy Birthday Festival has passed, the old man no longer recognizes anyone.
"Tomorrow... your mother will take the exam to teach Sheng'er, and you will go too!"
"I don't want you to explain the meaning of the scriptures, let alone write poems and compositions. As long as you write down the selected chapters silently, you will pass the test!"
After hearing this, Zhu Jinghong raised his head and asked, "Dad...are you going tomorrow too?"
"What do you think?"
"Then which part are you going to smoke tomorrow?"
As if he thought this question was too silly, Zhu Jinghong added: "Which book do you want to take for the test?"
"Four Books and Five Classics!"
"That……"
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, just take the test now!"
"No...no need, my son has nothing to say!"
"Get out!"
"yes!"
After Zhu Jinghong left in a hurry, Zhu Xianming showed a smile again.
The younger son has been acting a bit unruly recently. If he is not disciplined, he may get into trouble, which is why Zhu Xianming did what he did just now.
"Cheng Ying!"
"The slave is here!"
Suppressing his anger, Zhu Xianming said: "Send someone to check, I didn't give my order, who allowed the plaque to be hung!"
The people below are too presumptuous and do things without thinking. If these people are not severely punished, Zhu Xianming will feel unhappy.
"yes!"
The Ministry of Works is responsible for repairing the palace, and this matter will eventually fall on someone from the Ministry of Works.
(End of chapter)
