As soon as Zhu Xi entered the palace, the sadness and anger that he had been holding back in order not to make people laugh suddenly surged over him like a mountain torrent.
He said to the steward: "Call everyone together, I want to interrogate people."
The housekeeper asked cautiously: "Are you going to call the ladies?"
Zhu Xi said: "As long as you can breathe, I will call you out."
After half a stick of incense, everyone arrived.
Zhu Ping said: "Whoever wrote the letter to my father should come forward on his own, so as not to have to be tortured one by one by me."
No one said anything.
Zhu Ming waved to the people and said, "Pull Wang Xiaoyue out and pull out her nails first. If no one says anything, just break the fingers one by one. If no one says anything, break the legs."
Wang Xiaoyue said: "This matter has nothing to do with me. It's your own death. Why do you want to torture me?"
Zhu Ming looked at Wang Xiaoyue and sneered: "Wang Xiaoyue, do you really think I'm stupid? If it weren't for your acquiescence, the report letter would never have been able to get through. Even if you didn't report it yourself, you would never be able to get away with it. You won't be able to get away with this beating at all. No injustice.”
The maid in charge who had been beaten by Deng Zhiqiu stood up and said, "It's me. Your Highness doesn't have to torture the princess. Deng Zhiqiu deserves to die!! How many crimes has your Highness committed for her? How many sins have we, the servants, suffered."
Zhu Xi turned around, took the sword, and approached the maid with red eyes.
The maid turned around and rushed towards the wall, hitting her head against the courtyard wall to death.
But Zhu Ping didn't give up and stabbed the lifeless corpse with his sword: "Who allowed you to die so happily? I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives."
Zhu Biao was afraid that Zhu Xi would make Lao Zhu angry again, so he wrote a letter telling him to treat Wang Xiaoyue well. If Zhu Fang really can't stand Wang Xiaoyue, he can write to Lao Zhu and plead with Wang Xiaoyue to divorce her or marry her again.
Zhu Ping replied: There is no need to marry again. It makes no difference who becomes the concubine and leaves.
If I marry someone else, I would also have to worry about something happening to the princess’s natal family, or that she might be bad for the prince.
So be it.
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It has been more than a year since Zhu Zi arrived in Changsha.
He originally thought that being a vassal king would be free and easy, but now he realizes that it is extremely boring.
Zhu Di and Zhu Ping were going to train for war.
But he didn't have to do anything serious.
Without Lao Zhu's will, he could not even leave Changsha City.
Apart from Hu Mei, he had no acquaintances in Changsha City, and it was impossible for him to even visit relatives and friends.
Even if he went to Hu Mei's place, Hu Mei would just deal with it.
It was absolutely impossible for Hu Mei to take him to play.
No matter how big the city of Changsha is, and it changes every day, it won't take three months to know every corner of it.
No matter how fun something is, playing it for three months is boring.
This kind of life can really be seen all the way to the end without any thoughts, which can make people suffocate to death.
Zhu Zi was wandering around Changsha City out of boredom again early in the morning, and saw Zhu Bai's official teeth bureau from a distance.
I heard that there are many rare things there, and the hall is crowded with merchants coming from north to south every day.
Go and watch the excitement and listen to the merchants bargaining.
Zhu Zi thought so and walked over with his hands behind his back.
After watching with great interest all morning, Zhu Zi had lunch and came again in the afternoon.
He came early again.
There are too many things in the main official bureau.
Today I'm looking at tea leaves, tomorrow I'm looking at fabrics, and the day after tomorrow I'm listening to people talking about medicinal materials.
If you look at the same thing for one day, you can see the same thing for a month.
He discovered a problem. Every day when the Ya store was closed, the merchants couldn't wait to meet up to play "Mahjong".
He had never heard of "Mahjong" in Yingtian, so he stopped a merchant to ask.
The man told him that it was a gambling game invented by King Xiang. One hundred and thirty-six cards made of bones or bamboo wood are quite fun.
Zhu Zi was interested as soon as he heard it: That guy Lao Twelve has a very smart mind, and the stuff he comes up with must be fun.
Then follow these people to see.
As a result, he became addicted as soon as he saw it.
This mahjong is really interesting, ever-changing, and there will be no repetition no matter how long you play. Compared with chess, Go, one-on-one games, purely involves intelligence and chess skills. Mahjong is simple to learn and easier to master, and it requires more luck than skill and memory.
Regardless of whether they are pawns, traders, scholars, peasants, or merchants, as long as there are four people together, they can fight.
He no longer went to any official bureau and just watched these businessmen playing mahjong all day long.
The four businessmen went out to do business from time to time, so occasionally there would be one missing.
Zhu Zi happened to feel his hands were itchy, so he hit him and hit him a few times.
But within a few days, all those merchants avoided him.
Zhu Zi felt strange, so he stopped someone at the gate of Guanya Bureau that day and asked: "Why haven't I seen you playing cards in the past few days?"
The merchant said: "No fight."
Zhu Zi: "Impossible. The four of you didn't do business today. What can you do if you don't play mahjong?"
The merchant couldn't be bothered by him, so he said: "Your Highness, if we lose in the card game, we have to give the jackpot. This is interesting. Every time you play the Zhai card, it is boring to death."
Only then did Zhu Zi find out that they were still betting.
During festivals and festivals in the palace, Lao Zhu would also play dominoes with his concubines, placing a handful of golden beans and broken silver nuggets beside them. There would be winners and losers, and everyone would have fun.
Now that there is no restraint from Lao Zhu, I can play whatever I want.
Besides, the winning or losing of this mahjong game can only cost a penny, and besides, he is very confident in his own playing skills.
In the past ten days, he won nine out of ten games. He was very lucky and often drew random cards.
Zhu Zi made a good calculation and said to those people: "Then let's get some luck."
Those people shook their heads: "I won't fight you even if I have a lot of money. You are the vassal king. If you default on your debt, we won't be able to sue you."
When Zhu Zi heard this, he took out the money bag and slapped it on the table: "The money is here, how can you refuse to pay?"
Only then did those people want to play with him.
As a result, Zhu Zi won five taels of silver in one afternoon and won for three days in a row.
He was so excited. I've never had this feeling of accomplishment. It's so cool and exciting.
At that moment, Hu Pai felt that he was the strongest person in the world.
The businessmen complained endlessly and refused to fight him again.
Zhu Zi held them tightly and refused to allow them to leave.
As a result, Zhu Zi's luck took a turn for the worse today, with neither winning nor losing.
Unwilling to give in, he came again the next day and lost two taels.
After losing for several days in a row, in less than a month, the annual salary just issued by the palace this year was completely lost.
He only wanted to get back his capital, but the merchants were unwilling to accept anything but money.
After much deliberation, I had no choice but to go to Guanyinzhuang to borrow it.
You must get some money to maintain the normal operation of the palace.
Otherwise, the guards in the house would have to pay their wages.
The shopkeeper of Guanyin Village looked embarrassed: "Your Highness, we have never tried to lend money to the vassal king."
The key thing is that if you don’t pay it back, we can’t do anything to you.
Zhu Zi was anxious and took out the vassal king's seal: "Is it okay for me to keep this here?"
Shopkeeper: "But, this is a bank, not a pawn shop."
Zhu Zi: "I will write you an IOU. If you don't pay it back, you can take this IOU and the seal to my twelfth brother. It's okay."
