"He is not a playboy yet, he is hopeless"
Hearing the muttering of his good grandson, even Jia Mu doting on Baoyu changed her color at this moment.
"Baoyu, don't talk nonsense," Jia Mu scolded with a straight face.
This was the first time that Jia Mu scolded Baoyu, which surprised the sisters present and Baoyu himself felt very aggrieved.
Although she felt distressed, Jia Mu still taught her with a straight face, "The Thirteenth Master is the direct heir of the Holy Emperor, how can I make rash comments?"
Many people in the capital privately discussed Zhu Jinghong, but no one Anyone who dares to openly disparage Jinyi Weidong Factory is no joke.
Jia’s mother knew Baoyu’s temperament, and was afraid that he would not listen, so she repeatedly warned him.
After Baoyu gave her repeated assurances, Jia Mu felt a little relieved and signaled Tanchun to continue.
"After Brother Xue was beaten up, he was sent to Yingtianfu Yamen by the Thirteenth Master. As a result, Brother Xue came out the same day because of his connections."
Hearing this, Jia Mu asked, "Those officials in Yingtian are stupid. They dare to release the people captured by Master Thirteen."
Compared to Mrs. Wang, Jia Mu's knowledge is undoubtedly much broader. She is very clear about the incident. the severity of.
The royal children are running rampant, especially the Thirteenth Master is still the legitimate prince. Who can bear it if he makes trouble?
"I don’t know about this granddaughter. I only heard that the Thirteenth Master The third master led troops to break into the Xue family and turned the Xue family upside down. Now the Xue family seems to be forced."
The Xue family is in trouble, and it is likely to involve the Jia family, but no one has come to report. Himself, this made Jia Mu furious.
So before Tanchun could finish his words, Jia Mu ordered, "Go and call your master over."
At this time, Jia Mu had no intention of joking with her granddaughter. He ordered people to pass the food around in a hurry and told them to rest early after eating.
After a while, Mrs. Wang came, and Jia Mu took her to the back hall for questioning. Baoyu and others dispersed after eating.
"Sister Lin, I have composed a poem these days. Do you want to take a look?" Jia Baoyu caught up with Lin Daiyu and asked.
Lin Daiyu stopped and said with a smile, "My second brother's poems are naturally good, but my younger sister is not very talented and has little knowledge, so I'm afraid she won't be able to understand."
Taking Daiyu along, Baoyu said "If you have little talent and little knowledge, I'm afraid no one in the world can claim to be well-educated."
After walking a few steps, Daiyu suddenly asked, "Second brother, you have memorized all the books that uncle asked you to read."< /p>
Baoyu, who was quite happy at first, immediately grimaced when he heard this. He was really not very interested in the Four Books and Five Classics.
"If my uncle asks, why doesn't my second brother submit the poem to my uncle for appreciation? I think with my second brother's talent, my uncle will be satisfied after reading it." Daiyu smiled with a smile on her face. It's a joke.
Jia Baoyu was feeling sad when he suddenly saw Daiyu smiling but not smiling, and he immediately realized that his good sister was playing tricks on him.
"Okay, Sister Lin, you are also bad at learning. Let's see how I teach you a lesson."
After that, JiaBaoyu scratched Daiyu's nest, and the sound of cheerful fighting came from the courtyard.
Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad, not to mention they are still just kids.
Night, the imperial city, forbidden.
In the Qianqing Palace, the lights are brightly lit.
In the main hall, there are more than a dozen tables, and more than twenty young eunuchs are fiddling with abacus, and the scene echoes with crackling sounds.
Beside each of them, there was a large wooden box containing a large number of account books.
It is difficult for outsiders to imagine that such a scene would occur in the palace of the majestic Emperor of the Ming Empire.
In the attic on the west side of the dormitory, a man wearing a gray cloud-patterned straight jacket and a gray beard is lying on a rocking chair and reading a book.
There is no doubt that this is the master of the Eastern World, His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Empire, the orthodox emperor Zhu Xianming.
The Zhengtong Emperor is forty-nine this year. Although he has reached the age where he knows his destiny, his expression is resolute and majestic. His whole person is like an unsheathed sword, with a cold light that makes people tremble.
The crackling sound of accounts below made Zhu Xianming unable to read. Finally, he threw the book on the coffee table and turned to check the progress below.
He had to send someone to account for every account reported by the Ministry of Accounts, because he could not trust those officials.
As an emperor with "extraordinary experience" in ascending to the throne, Zhu Xianming found it difficult to trust people in this world, even his own son.
Just when Zhu Xianming was thinking about whether it was time to move to a different place to read, footsteps came from the attic.
"Your Majesty, the Jinling Guards have sent back the memorial."
Zhu Xianming stood up from the recliner, reached out and took the envelope from the eunuch's hand, tore the seal and took out the memorial inside. Report.
It is 1,500 to 6,000 miles from Jinling to Luoyang, and it takes about three to four days to deliver the letter. The letter written now is from three days ago.
Before Zhu Xianming finished reading the report, he heard him angrily scolding "Old Thirteen, this bastard"
It was mentioned in the report two days ago that Zhu Jinghong led people Zhu Xianming didn't take it seriously when he went to play outside the palace.
Later, Zhu Jinghong angrily scolded the officials, which Zhu Xianming thought was doing Zhu Jingyuan a favor, so he turned a blind eye.
But he didn't know that his rebellious son was getting more and more outrageous and even led troops to force his way into a private residence.
When Zhu Xianming was furious, the young eunuchs serving around him immediately knelt down, each one trembling as if they were facing an abyss.
The people settling accounts below were even more silent and did not dare to move, for fear of making any noise and attracting the emperor's wrath.
Zhu Xianming cursed and put the entire hall on hold.
"It was quite lively just now, why is there suddenly silence?"
At this moment, a gentle voice came from outside, which immediately made everyone in the hall hope for a savior. .
After a while, I saw a woman over forty years old.Accompanied by several palace ladies, he walked into the hall.
Although the woman is no longer young, it can be vaguely seen that she is a great beauty when she is young.
Although he was dressed plainly at the moment, he had an indescribable nobility and a sense of affinity that made people feel like they were in the spring breeze when they saw him.
At this time, the only person who could not care about anything in the hall was Zhu Xianming's first wife, who is now the queen of the middle palace of the Ming Dynasty.
"Where is Your Majesty?"
Everyone was trembling and did not dare to answer. Only the head eunuch quietly glanced upstairs, and Yang Qingyin finally understood.
So she raised her head and looked upstairs, only to see her husband with his back to her, reading the memorial.
"What should you do?" Yang Qingyin said calmly.
With her words, everyone in the hall felt a lot more at ease, and then they resumed their business.
Yang Qingyin took several palace ladies into the inner hall and walked up the stairs to the opposite side of Zhu Xianming.
"Your Majesty, who made you angry again?" Yang Qingyin asked in confusion.
Zhu Xianming was furious and said coldly, "Who else could it be? Of course it's the good son you gave birth to."
"What's wrong with the fourth child?"
" It's Old Thirteen." Zhu Xianming's tone became more and more unkind.
"This bastard has no one to control him when he leaves Beijing. When he comes to Yingtian, he behaves so recklessly that he has completely disgraced me."
Taking the report from Zhu Xianming, Yang Qingyin read it carefully. When she got up and saw that her son had fully recovered, her heart finally fell.
"Children are just messing around, nothing happened, why should you get angry"
It is said that the royal family loves the eldest son, but for Yang Qingyin, the one she loves the most is the little one. After all, the son was raised by himself.
Just listen to Yang Qingyin continue to say, "Besides, the thirteenth brother is also trying to help the fourth brother, brothers and sisters are worthy of praise."
"I'm praising you for being stupid, right?" Zhu Xianming didn't Good luck.
Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyin said coldly, "I am old, but I am not confused."
At this moment, she was also aroused and sat directly on the rocking chair aside, which made Zhu Xianming No place to sit.
"What do you mean by sending the fourth child to Jinling?"
To be a ruthless queen like Zhu Xianming, Yang Qingyin is not an ordinary woman. She knows everything inside and outside the court. He could see clearly, including Zhu Xianming's thoughts.
"He is already weak, and yet he has to travel all the way, and you are the father," Yang Qingyin asked coldly.
She had been holding these words in her heart for a long time, and she finally found the opportunity to say them out today.
Zhu Xianming never imagined that his wife would take advantage of the situation even though he had just trained his ineffective young son.
Wouldn’t the quarrel between the emperor and the empress be laughed at by others
“Get out”
As soon as Zhu Xianming spoke, all the maids and eunuchs inside and outside the hall resigned. Leave.
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