Chapter 136: Falling off the imperial steps
In Kunning Palace, Chen Zhi has learned that his man is also kneeling outside Qianqing Palace.
"Mother, it's been three hours, you can't ignore it."
Chen Zhi became more and more anxious, mainly because she was worried about Zhu Jingyuan. After all, everyone knows about kneeling as a punishment. It's not a big problem for Zhu Jinghong.
Looking at the Buddhist scriptures, Yang Qingyin said slowly, "Wait a little longer, this time I have to let the old thirteen have more memory."
As the mother of all children, how could Yang Qingyin not She felt bad, but this time Zhu Jinghong went too far and made her really angry.
"By the way, why don't you see Sheng'er?"
Looking around, Chen Zhi replied, "The third sister was here just now."
"This child , None of them make people worry."
Yang Qingyin could not have expected that at this moment, Zhu Yunsheng was carrying a snack box and quietly stepped into the Qianqing Gate.
The palace is strictly forbidden, and even important officials from the six ministries are not allowed to enter without being summoned.
But this rule is not valid for the emperor's four legitimate children. For example, the guards of Qianqing Palace at this moment seemed not to see Zhu Yunsheng.
When Zhu Yunsheng came closer, Zhu Jingyuan also saw her, and he understood what was going on when he saw her carrying the food box.
"Thirteenth Brother, you are hungry and I have not brought you anything to eat."
Among the four sisters, the fourth and sixth left the palace early to open the palace. They are also extremely protective, but Zhu Yunsheng is still closer to Zhu Jinghong.
Zhu Jinghong swallowed his throat and replied, "Third sister, I'm okay if I'm hungry, but I'm very thirsty. The old man is so cruel that he won't even give me a sip of water."
Dare Outside the Qianqing Palace, the old man who opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut could only be done by Zhu Jinghong's predecessor.
Arriving next to Zhu Jinghong, Zhu Yunsheng knelt down and said, "I brought your favorite Schisandra chinensis."
The so-called Schisandra chinensis is actually the juice squeezed from five kinds of fruits. , the taste is naturally much better than plain water, and Zhu Jinghong’s predecessor liked to drink it very much.
"Third sister, you still understand me"
Just when Zhu Jinghong was about to start eating, he saw a man in blue robe standing coldly at the entrance of the main hall of Qianqing Palace.
This frightened Zhu Jinghong so much that he immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks and knocked his head to the ground, causing his buttocks to stick out so high that he didn't have the same air as before.
"Sheng'er, why didn't you come back quickly?"
As he spoke, Zhu Xianming picked up the Schisandra chinensis, stirred it twice with a silver spoon and took a sip. .
It was just a matter of drinking, but Zhu Xianming still groaned, which made Zhu Jinghong even more uncomfortable.
Even Zhu Jingyuan, who was kneeling beside him, felt his index finger moving at this moment and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Dad, this is for Brother Thirteen."
After finishing the drink, Zhu Xianming put the bowl back into the food box and said slowly, "You girl, honor your father." Is there something wrong?"
"Someone, take Princess Jing'an back to Kunning Palace"
"Yes"
Before Zhu Jinghong could quench his thirst and hunger, the contents of the food box were taken away, and even Zhu Yunsheng was taken away by the eunuch.
Putting his hands behind his back, Zhu Xianming glanced at Zhu Jinghong who was lying on the ground. Zhu Xianming turned his eyes to Zhu Jingyuan.
"Old Six"
"My son and minister are here"
"Are you going to be as rebellious as Old Thirteen and come to force me to marry you?"
Zhu Jingyuan could tell that the emperor's father was really angry at this moment, so he replied, "I don't dare,"
"I don't dare, so what do you mean?"
Zhu Xianming's voice became colder and colder, as if he was really angry.
"My son, my son, what are you doing?" Zhu Jingyuan was sweating like rain, and for a moment he didn't know how to reply.
"Why don't you get out of here?" Zhu Xianming scolded him coldly.
"My son obeys the decree, my son obeys the decree"
Even though it was Zhu Jingyuan who was scolding him, Zhu Jinghong, who was throwing himself on the ground at the side, was also trembling when he heard the emperor's roar.
However, after Zhu Jingyuan escaped, Zhu Xianming did not get angry again, but turned around and entered the hall.
After he left, Zhu Jinghong raised his head slightly, and then slowly straightened his waist.
Until now, he has not figured out how he offended the emperor, causing him to torture himself in such harsh ways.
According to Zhu Jinghong's estimation, he made a lot of contributions to Jinling this time. Even if the emperor did not reward him, at least he would not punish him. He never expected that it would be such a result.
What made him even more confused was that the queen who doted on him unconditionally on weekdays actually sat back and watched him suffer here.
Is it because of the lack of immunity or interference in the battle of the capital, meddling in military power, or going to the Qinhuai River?
For a time, Zhu Jinghong thought of a lot, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. I didn’t expect that I would do so many extraordinary things during my trip to Jinling.
Time passed like this, until the sun went down and darkness gradually enveloped the Forbidden City.
The prince also came during this period, but he didn't even enter the Qianqing Gate before he was spit back by the emperor's verbal edict.
By this time, Zhu Jinghong had been kneeling for four hours.
Physically, he was able to handle it. The only thing he couldn't stand was that he was too thirsty. What was even worse was that he fell asleep even after kneeling for so long.
Only a fool continues to kneel down
But when he thought that he had been kneeling for so long, Zhu Jinghong became even more sad.
Kneeling down like this is not an option. Damn it, I have to find a way to save myself, Zhu Jinghong thought to himself.
After a while, his body began to shake slowly, and his eyelids opened and closed intermittently, showing that he was extremely tired.
After shaking like this for more than ten minutes, Zhu Jinghong gritted his teeth and fell down, rolling down the imperial steps.
"Thirteenth Master"
The surrounding eunuchs exclaimed, and then they all gathered around. At the same time, someone entered the palace to report.
The steps are very high, Zhu JingHong rolled over seven or eight times in a row, making him feel dizzy.
In addition, he was indeed very tired. At this moment, he suddenly felt sleepy, and he lay down directly on the spot and fell asleep.
Under long-term psychological pressure, it is normal for the string he was holding to break and fall asleep.
It’s so comfortable. This was the last thought that came to Zhu Jinghong’s mind before falling asleep.
He felt comfortable sleeping this time, but the eunuchs were so anxious that they quickly carried him into the hall. Emperor Zhu Xianming even came to check in person.
"Hurry up and send the imperial doctor a message."
Zhu Xianming's roar rang out in the hall, frightening all the eunuchs, and they all tried their best to find something to do.
The imperial doctor rushed over soon after, and after making a diagnosis, he said that he was frightened and overworked, and that he would be fine after just two days of rest and recuperation.
"Old Thirteen, Old Thirteen"
While calling, Zhu Xianming patted Zhu Jinghong's face, but the latter did not react at all.
In current terms, Zhu Jinghong was in a deep sleep at the moment, and it was not easy to wake him up.
This made Zhu Xianming very worried, but things that worried him even more came one after another, because there were reports from outside that the queen was coming.
After entering the main hall and looking at Yang Qingyin’s gloomy face, Zhu Xianming became a little worried.
In order to protect his own face, he waved everyone in the hall to leave, so as not to be laughed at later.
Seeing the queen sitting on the edge of the couch, looking at her little son on the bed with concern, Zhu Xianming took the initiative to explain, "The imperial doctor said that the old thirteen is just tired, and he will be fine after just two days of rest."
Unexpectedly, just after Zhu Xianming finished speaking, Yang Qingyin turned around and glared at him, causing him to freeze in place.
"How did you force him to do this?"
"You also agreed to the fact that I forced him to do this?" Zhu Xianming did not intend to take the blame.
Yang Qingyin said coldly, "I asked you to punish him, but I didn't ask you to punish him like this."
"Okay, it's all my fault, okay." Zhu Xianming didn't Good luck.
Yang Qingyin didn’t want to say more, so she scolded, “Come here, take Old Thirteen back to the palace.”
After a while, several young eunuchs appeared carrying chariot sedans. He helped Zhu Jinghong onto the sedan and carried him out.
Yang Qingyin led people to follow her. Zhu Xianming originally planned to go there, but when he faced the queen's angry gaze, he had to give up the idea.
When leaving, Zhu Xianming solemnly warned, "Qingyin, please don't get angry."
Who would have thought that Yang Qingyin would say coldly, "Sooner or later, you and your son will be mad to death"
The queen left without looking back. Zhu Xianming only had worry on his face. Of course, he was worried about his wife's health.
"No, no, I don't want to be reincarnated"
"I don't want to"
As soon as he was sent to the bedroom, Zhu Jinghong was placed on the bed, and he saw him pressing. Close your eyes and dance with your teeth openClaw yelled.
Seeing his appearance, Yang Qingyin quickly leaned to the bed and shouted in panic, "Thirteen, Thirteen, don't scare your mother."
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