What the Emperor and Empress discussed just now is the follow-up to the reconciliation between Zhu Xianming and his father.
The Fengtian Palace gave him a banquet, and the Supreme Emperor personally defended the emperor, which proved the legitimacy of Zhu Xianming's throne. The latter naturally wanted to show his benevolence.
Prince Li's gang members have been exterminated, and those who were exiled due to their involvement have now become insignificant.
Pardoning these people is tantamount to paying the minimum price in exchange for Zhu Xianming's reputation for benevolence.
Just when the matter was finalized, Cheng Ying, the general manager of Qianqing Palace, walked into the palace and came to Zhu Xianming to report.
"Your Majesty, the leader of the polo team... fell off his horse during practice today. I'm afraid..."
"Falled off his horse? He fell off his horse when he was the leader?" the emperor asked in disbelief.
Tomorrow is the polo match between various countries. Although Ming Dynasty does not need to be first to prove itself, it is impossible to give too bad results.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Zhu Xianming immediately scolded: "What does this trash do for food?"
Although the emperor's voice was not very loud, it was still heard by everyone in the palace.
Zhu Jinghong secretly looked in the direction of the sound, but his eyes met his father's, which frightened him greatly.
Could it be that the old man discovered the cheating?
It's not surprising that he thought this way. Cheng Ying didn't report loudly, so he didn't know what happened.
However, the emperor on the other side had other ideas as he stared at Zhu Jinghong.
"We need to find a new team leader. Lao Shisan is a good guy. He can run rampant with just force. Isn't it easy to score goals?"
"But I just scolded him yesterday for wielding knives and guns, and now I'm asking him to do this. I can't stand it!"
"No matter, let's get this down first. How dare he say something wrong to me to my face?"
The emperor's inner thoughts were very rich. The key was that he kept staring at Zhu Jinghong, and the movement of his eyes made the latter extremely frightened.
"Old Thirteen, come here!"
Zhu Xianming's tone was serious, and Zhu Jinghong was frightened. He could only pick up the paper and slowly walk towards the emperor as if he were on the execution ground.
Or was my carelessness discovered? Alas... Why can't the old man get along with me?
Baochai can't be affected by this matter, I'd better take the initiative and take it all on myself!
There is no doubt that Zhu Jinghong's inner drama is also very rich, and the father and son can be considered to be of the same origin.
Walking in front of the emperor, Zhu Jinghong looked at his mother beside him, his eyes full of hope.
"Bring it to me and take a look!" Yang Qingyin said casually.
After handing over the answer sheet, Zhu Jinghong looked at the emperor, who was looking at him with deep eyes.
Zhu Xianming was organizing his words, so the scene was silent, but Zhu Jinghong was even more frightened, secretly wondering if this was an opportunity for him to take the initiative to confess?
"Dad... I forced this matter..."
"Old Thirteen, although studying is very important, it is mainly for learning etiquette and observing etiquette..."
"My son is stupid. Even though he stayed up late to read last night, there was still something he couldn't do..."
"Actually, Dad is very pleased that you have used your strengths..."
"That's why my son forced me to take the test today...forced..."
The father and son talked to each other. You said something to me for several times, but neither of them listened carefully to what the other party said.
It wasn't until the emperor stopped that Zhu Jinghong became alert and immediately shut up.
"Either you say, or I say...what are you going to grab?" Zhu Xianming looked dissatisfied.
Although he did not listen carefully to what the emperor said, Zhu Jinghong knew that his cheating was not discovered because he was overthinking it.
The conversation just now was also listened to by Baochai and others in the hall.
The others were fine, except Baochai, whose heart was in her throat, thinking that a disaster was coming.
Seeing his youngest son standing bowed in front of him, Zhu Xianming asked in a deep voice: "You tell me first...what are you threatening?"
"My son forced me... I forced myself to stay up all night, but I still couldn't memorize the Four Books. I really failed my father's teachings!"
Fortunately, Zhu Jinghong's mind worked quickly and he rounded off his words.
Of course Zhu Xianming didn't believe this, but he didn't want to expose it at the moment. Instead, he gave the steps and said: "It's already commendable that you can work so hard!"
Hearing this, Zhu Jinghong only had one thought... Could the old man be crazy?
Zhu Jinghong certainly didn't believe this when the emperor said it, but it was impossible for him to go into it.
"There is an errand... Dad wants to leave it to you to do!"
It turned out that he was asking me for something. No wonder the old man was so easy to talk to... Zhu Jinghong understood instantly.
"As long as your son can do it, dad will do whatever you ask him to do!"
Picking up the teacup on the side, Zhu Xianming said slowly: "Don't you like playing polo?"
"Well... my son prefers reading!"
"Since you like reading, why don't I give you another test?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Jinghong immediately replied: "In comparison, my son thinks polo is more interesting. Dad, just give me your orders!"
"Tomorrow there will be a polo competition between various countries. Now there is a team leader missing. Can you take on this important task?"
"Okay!" Zhu Jinghong replied, he was very busy recently.
However, at this time, Yang Qingyin said: "It's absolutely impossible!"
Hearing this, both Zhu Jinghong looked at the queen, who looked unhappy at the moment.
"There are so many pro-army troops in the Beijing Camp. Can't we choose a leader? Do we have to let Old Thirteen take the lead?"
"The dignified prince went to fight with a bunch of barbarians. Wouldn't it be a joke to tell the truth!"
"How can I find the right person in such a hurry? Old Thirteen..."
Before the emperor could finish speaking, Yang Qingyin interrupted with a glare: "If you can't find the right one, don't look for it. If you lose at polo, you lose. We must never let Old Thirteen take any risks!"
This queen is the only one in the world who can confront the emperor head-on.
"This... it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."
The emperor gave in, but Zhu Jinghong was unwilling to give up.
Whether it is to revitalize national football or to increase his reputation, he has to stand out in the limelight this time.
"Mom...what you say doesn't make sense!"
"Isn't it just playing polo? I have experienced more dangerous things than this, and you are still treating me like a son who has not been weaned!"
Although these words are funny, everyone knows that they are true.
In particular, Baochai, who was watching, had personally seen Zhu Jinghong slashing people ferociously. It was like a god blocking a murderer.
Good boy, this is well said... Zhu Xianming also praised it in his heart.
"Old Thirteen, how dare you disobey me?" Yang Qingyin said angrily.
"Mom... don't be angry. A son can't be more filial than a son. How dare you have any disobedience!"
When he said this, Zhu Jinghong walked to the queen's side with a smile, picked up the teacup and handed it to his mother.
"Mom...Dad has always treated me as a useless person. Today he finally has a need for me. You should give me a chance to make a name for myself!"
"Do you want your son to be a loser all his life? To be a coward hiding under his mother's wings?"
Zhu Xianming's eyes lit up at these words, and he secretly thought that this guy, Lao Shisan, always talks about the same thing, and it's really not nonsense.
Based on what this guy had said before, Zhu Xianming couldn't help but lament that his youngest son didn't read much, but his brain was very useful.
Able to assess the situation, able to discern subtleties, able to intimidate ministers, able to win over people's hearts, and...
The more he thought about it, the more surprised Zhu Xianming became, which suddenly made him feel... It seemed that Old Thirteen was more reliable than Old Sixth and Fourth.
Then Zhu Xianming shook his head and said to himself that he really thought too much. This guy had no discipline and acted recklessly. He didn't have the slightest trace of a human being.
But he forgot that compared to him who killed his brother and forced his father, set off a prison and massacred his subordinates, Zhu Jinghong was already a good man.
"Mom, just let me go!"
At this moment, Zhu Jinghong squatted in front of the queen, holding her legs and acting playfully.
Yang Qingyin turned to look at the emperor and said helplessly: "Look, this is the good son you taught!"
"You don't have to teach me too much!" Zhu Xianming said with a slight smile.
"You bastard, get up quickly!"
"Mom, did you agree?"
Putting Zhu Jinghong's answer sheet on the coffee table, Yang Qingyin said solemnly: "If you get hurt because of this, I can't spare you, father and son!"
Hearing this, Zhu Jinghong thought it was nothing, but Emperor Zhu Xianming had a sad face.
In front of so many people, the old woman wanted to cause trouble for him, which made him lose face.
As the old saying goes, the weak will only swing their swords at the weaker.
"Boy, if you dare to make any mistakes, I will never forgive you!"
Hearing these words, Zhu Jinghong felt his heart sink, and secretly sighed that the old man was just a wallflower.
"yes!"
(End of chapter)
