Seeing this scene, the surrounding guards all had strange expressions. It was obvious that they were having a hard time suppressing their laughter.
However, the next moment, Qi Qige punched out again, and when he was about to hit Zhu Jinghong, the latter suddenly pulled him forward with one hand, and the two people were immediately stuck together.
"Let me go..." In the end, Qiqige did not dare to use force and could only shout loudly.
Not to mention, this trick is actually useful.
After all, Zhu Jinghong still wants to be shameless. If he shouts to attract the attention of the people present because of his personality, wouldn't he lose his prestige as the Thirteenth Master?
As for the guards who had seen the whole scene, Zhu Jinghong was not too worried. These people knew what was right.
"If you don't do it, I'll let you go!"
"I won't move!" Qi Qiqi could only agree.
So Zhu Jinghong let go, and Qiqi Ge suddenly took three steps back. However, because he didn't estimate the distance well, he missed the step and fell into Zhu Jinghong's arms again.
Holding Qi Qige's waist, Zhu Jinghong smiled and said, "It's not my fault!"
Holding Zhu Jinghong's waist to lend strength, Qiqige stood up from his arms, struggled to break free, glared at Zhu Jinghong, then turned around and ran down the stairs.
Looking at her leaving figure, Zhu Jinghong suddenly felt that this girl was quite interesting, but it was a pity that she was no longer in the palace.
"Did you all see it just now?" Zhu Jinghong looked at the guards present.
One of them immediately replied: "Master Thirteen, we don't know anything!"
"maybe!"
After saying this, Zhu Jinghong continued to walk upstairs to the viewing room. At this moment, the atmosphere was still warm.
Since he went upstairs, Zhu Jinghong naturally paid homage to the emperor and empress first.
Walking to the front of the imperial case, Zhu Jinghong picked up the teapot, filled himself a cup first, and then said: "Dad...how are you? My son didn't disappoint you, did he?"
Not paying attention to Zhu Jinghong's "disgrace", Zhu Xianming replied calmly: "Let's just get by!"
So bland? What does this mean, old man? This was not his attitude yesterday!
Now that the errands are done and he has no "use value", how can he change his attitude so quickly?
On the other hand, Yang Qingyin said with concern: "Thirteen, are you not injured?"
Walking to the side of the queen's phoenix seat, Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied: "Mom... I can't be hurt, but the guy I threw off the horse, I'm afraid he won't feel very good now!"
While talking, Zhu Jinghong poured a cup of hot tea himself and handed it to the queen.
After taking the tea cup, Yang Qingyin brought it to her mouth when she heard Zhu Jinghong say: "Mother... my son has made a contribution today, right?"
"Yeah!" Yang Qingyin responded.
"If you have merit, you will be rewarded, right!"
"Um!"
Zhu Jinghong said tentatively: "My son has a small request, but I don't know if you can agree to it!"
Putting down the tea cup, Yang Qingyin turned her head, looked at her youngest son and said, "Please tell me and listen!"
"Mother, you must also know about your son's appointment as King Xiang!"
Hearing this sentence, Zhu Xianming had a strange look on his face, followed by a look of watching the excitement.
"What's wrong?" Yang Qingyin asked.
"My son thinks something is terribly wrong!"
"Why?"
Zhu Jinghong didn't notice that the queen's tone had changed, and she still said to herself: "Isn't Xiang Chu the king of Chu died suddenly... This word is unlucky!"
"I don't know who is an official. He is so uneducated and blindly takes the title of king. How can such a person..."
Looking at the Queen's sharp eyes, even if Zhu Jinghong didn't realize it, he knew that his old mother was not in a good mood.
"Mom...are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Yang Qingyin was indeed very uncomfortable. Being criticized by an ignorant person like Zhu Jinghong and saying that she was uneducated, it was strange that Yang Qingyin could be happy.
"Thirteen, do you know who gave you the title of king?"
"It can't be you!" Zhu Jinghong made a casual joke, trying to liven up the atmosphere.
But seeing the queen staring directly at him, with a serious expression from beginning to end, Zhu Jinghong's heart suddenly jumped.
"Mom...it can't really be you!"
Hearing Zhu Jinghong say this, Zhu Xianming on the side suddenly laughed: "Boy... it's not your mother who gave birth to him!"
"Qingyin, did you hear...this kid said you are uneducated? It seems that you have been hurting him all these years in vain!"
This is called watching the excitement without taking it too seriously. At this moment, the emperor turned into a melon-eating crowd and planned to see how the queen dealt with Zhu Jinghong.
"Mother... actually Prince Xiang is quite good, so-called... so-called... Xiang..."
At this time, he should have been writing, but Zhu Jinghong really couldn't hold it in, so he was stuck here for a while.
Suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart, Yang Qingyin looked at the emperor aside and said, "Your Majesty, Thirteen can't even speak well. I think I haven't read enough!"
"Mom... let's not talk about this. Do you want to eat an orange? My son will peel one for you!"
"Is your back sore after sitting for a long time? Can I give you a leg massage?"
Seeing Zhu Jinghong's earnest look, Yang Qingyin's dissatisfaction dissipated a lot. She was always good at discovering the advantages of her youngest son.
"If you dare to talk nonsense again... you will never be lenient!"
At this point, Zhu Jinghong still dared to talk nonsense. After coaxing his old mother, he suddenly ran away.
Seeing the queen calm down, Zhu Xianming reminded: "It's really time to let him study. Since he came back from Jinling, he hasn't been to the Wenhua Hall a few times!"
"Isn't this your fault?"
As soon as Yang Qingyin glared, Zhu Xianming had nothing to say, so he turned his gaze and looked into the distance.
Let's talk about Zhu Jinghong. After this guy walked away, he walked towards Zhu Yunsheng and others.
"Our great hero is back!" Zhu Yunsheng came over first.
"Meet the Thirteenth Master (brother)!"
While several attendants were saluting, Zhu Jinghong looked at Xiangyun, but the latter was also a bold man, and quietly raised his head to look at him at this moment.
Fortunately for Xiangyun, he had seen Zhu Jinghong before, so he didn't feel surprised at this moment.
"Is this girl... the new attendant?" Zhu Jinghong asked knowingly.
Zhen Qin was a clever little girl, so she immediately stepped forward and replied: "That's right...this is Sister Xiangyun!"
Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied: "It turns out to be Miss Xiangyun... We met outside the palace, but we didn't expect to meet here!"
"I don't remember where I saw Master Thirteen!" Xiangyun directly denied it.
How could she, a daughter who was waiting for marriage, meet Zhu Jinghong?
Disappointed, Zhu Jinghong smiled and replied: "Maybe I remembered it wrong!"
"Bao girl, why are you laughing?"
Baochai replied: "I remembered something happy, so I laughed!"
"It's better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it together. Why don't you tell us and listen to it together!"
"I just remembered a sentence from Zheng Feng in the Book of Songs: The lamb is decorated with fur and leopard, and the Kongwu is powerful. His son is the leader of the country..."
Well, Zhu Jinghong admitted that he didn't quite understand, so he simply changed the subject: "Third sister, was I really good just now?"
Zhu Yunsheng curled his lips and replied: "Didn't Sister Bao say that... the lamb fur leopard dress is very powerful!"
"oh……"
In response, Zhu Jinghong looked at Baochai and secretly sighed that this girl's compliments were so obscure.
Walking behind Baochai, Zhu Jinghong looked at her waist, but remembered the "encounter" with Qiqige just now.
I don’t know what it will be like to hold the baby girl in my arms...
After suppressing the absurd thoughts in his mind, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "Bao girl, if I can praise you, say a few more words, but don't let others think that you are not knowledgeable enough!"
Turning around and looking at Zhu Jinghong who was staring at him, Baochai smiled slightly and said: "This little girl has little talent and little knowledge, she only knows one or two sentences!"
(End of chapter)
