Chapter 147 Meeting the Saint

Chapter 147: Face to Face

Besides, Zhu Jinghong entered the palace gate, followed the royal road to the outside of the main hall of Qianqing Palace, and informed the eunuch on duty at the door of his purpose.

According to the current court system, even cabinet ministers do not come to see the emperor every day.

Normally, the emperor was reading the memorial at this time. Zhu Xianming would not receive officials unless important ministers came to visit or had a scheduled audience.

If Zhu Jinghong had not submitted the memorial on his behalf, they would have knelt outside the Qianqing Gate for a whole day, and they probably would not have been summoned.

"Thirteenth Master, the Lord orders you to go in"

After only waiting for more than ten seconds, you can successfully enter the main hall. This is the treatment that only a legitimate prince can receive.

After tidying up his clothes and making sure there were no problems, Zhu Jinghong entered the hall.

Under the guidance of the eunuch, he came to the Xinuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace. At this moment, there were seven or eight ministers inside.

Looking around, everyone is a high-ranking military officer, and their official rank is at least second grade.

You must know that the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army Commander's Office is also a full-time military attaché of the third rank, who can command the first battalion under the emperor's orders.

The generals in front of me are already above the third rank, and their actual positions are at least governor-general and commander-in-chief. They are already numerous bosses in the army.

Jia She, a first-grade military attache kneeling outside, has basically reached the peak of his military career, and should have been treated as a retired general.

Jia She is only in his fifties now. He reached his current official rank ten years ago, which was a rare and strange thing in the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Jinghong appeared outside Nuan Pavilion, all the generals standing on the left and right glanced over.

Of course, Zhu Xianming, who was sitting on the dragon chair directly in front, looked at Zhu Jinghong at this moment.

Stepping into the palace, Zhu Jinghong knelt down to pay homage, "My son, Zhu Jinghong, bows before my father."

In this formal occasion, Zhu Jinghong would never dare to neglect the due etiquette.

What made him curious was why the emperor let him come in directly instead of waiting to discuss with the generals.

"Get up" Zhu Xianming's tone was cold, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood.

"Thank you, Father" Zhu Jinghong stood up carefully.

"We were discussing just now that you killed the young master of the Japanese shogunate and let him go back alive to spread the word. The generals are very confused. Please tell me what happened."

"Ah, shouldn't such a person be killed?" Zhu Jinghong pretended not to understand, and his answer seemed irrelevant.

The bearded Military Attaché Hu on the side asked, "It is necessary to kill, but why did the Thirteenth Master send someone back to deliver the message?"

This man Zhu Jinghong knew, he was the Empress Zhenguo. Ren Niu Jizong is currently the Left Governor of the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion. He has achieved the ultimate in his actual duties as a military attache.

"That bastard harmed the people, and even after cutting down the bamboo trees in Yingtian, he couldn't write down his evil deeds. He should be killed openly and openly, and tell the Japanese that IThe Ming Dynasty is punishing God."

"You want to say that it's too many to write down," Zhu Xianming said with an unhappy expression.

"It's too many to write down, these Japanese pirates deserve to die"

At this time, another person on the side reported, "To carry out punishment for God, to be fair and upright, the Thirteenth Master said it well."

This man is the father of Hou Jing, a descendant of Xiu Guogong, who is now the former military commander. Hou Xiaokang, the governor of the prefecture, asked casually. Zhu Xianming had no intention of blaming him, so he didn't dig deeper.

"Okay, you go outside. "Waiting"

The emperor asked Zhu Jinghong to go out before he could do anything else. He was really treating him as a tool.

There was no other way. The emperor was the biggest, so Zhu Jinghong had no choice but to go out. , waiting quietly outside the Nuan Pavilion.

But he did not stand still, but listened carefully to the discussion inside the Nuan Pavilion.

The content of the discussion was mainly about the situation in the northwest. /p>

After the military rations and ordnance were replenished, the Junggar Khanate was obviously more at ease, and the current discussion was whether to increase troops.

Zhu Xianming was also very hesitant about this matter. , mainly due to financial pressure, because sending troops everywhere is too expensive.

This also shows that all problems are ultimately economic problems.

This discussion. It took half an hour before the result was finally agreed upon.

The previous plan to increase the number of troops by one battalion was overturned and changed to sending an additional cavalry guard northward, which would be adjusted later according to the situation. /p>

The generals gradually left, and Zhu Xianming ordered someone to summon the cabinet ministers, and then summoned Zhu Jinghong.

In the Nuan Pavilion, Zhu Xianming was drinking tea, glanced at Zhu Jinghong and asked. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"My son is here to confess his crime." Zhu Jinghong knelt on the ground with a very respectful expression.

However, Zhu Xianming did not respond, which made Zhu Jinghong. He became nervous.

"My son was so bold that he deceived his father in the memorial. Now he knows he was wrong."

"This matter was planned by my son and he intimidated the foreign officials and guards. The conspiracy was reached, and all the guilt lies with the son. I hope my father will punish me severely."

At this point, Zhu Jinghong kowtowed again, waiting for the emperor to express his position.

"You are loyal"

p>

This is not a nice thing to say, and I don’t know what the old man wants. Zhu Jinghong thought to himself

“You are the only one to blame, what a courageous thing to say.”

Zhu Jinghong felt even more stressed. At this moment, he seemed to be waiting to be beheaded, but the butcher's knife never came down.

"The father wants to be beaten and killed, but the son has no complaints."

He bravely replied that Zhu Jinghong planned to take the initiative and let the matter go completely.

"It's just"

Zhu Jinghong hesitated, which indeed led the emperor to ask, "It's just what." ”

“It’s just that my son has some merits after all. If my father punishes me too much, I’m afraid the government and the public will be in trouble.”"I thought"

Before Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, Zhu Xianming took over the topic, "You think I don't distinguish between rewards and punishments, so I am stupid and unethical, right?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

Hearing this, Zhu Xianming sneered and said goodbye, "In that case, I have to thank you."

Zhu Jinghong quickly replied, "The son is at fault after all, and the father will not punish him." That's all, I will never dare to dream about rewards."

Just now we said that if you are guilty, you will be punished, but now it has become that if you are guilty, you can go unpunished.

Zhu Jinghong's words really made Zhu Xianming sad. He laughed angrily.

"Your father and I are not stingy. Since you said you won't reward me, I won't reward you, but you still have to be punished."

Zhu Jinghong suddenly felt It's not good. Could it be that the old man wanted to reward himself?

If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible. After all, it was Zhu Jinghong who cleaned up the mess in Jinling.

Since then, he has saved a lot of manpower and material resources for the court, and he doesn't know how much money he can exchange for it. Such a contribution should be rewarded by the emperor.

However, because of what he just said, the reward that should belong to him is really real. It's really gone.

"Looking at you, you have recovered. You can go back to Wenhua Hall to study tomorrow."

"I'll wait for you in a while." When you have time, I will personally test your knowledge."

At this point, Zhu Xianming said in a stern tone, "If it is still unsightly, don't blame me for being rude. When the time comes, the old and new accounts will be settled together."

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"I heard you clearly, please thank your father for your kindness." Zhu Jinghong was about to cry but had no tears left.

"Get out of here"

"My son resigned"

Zhu Jinghong stood up and exited the Nuan Pavilion. After he disappeared, Zhu Xianming smiled. He finally had something that made him happy today.

However, he did. Before he could smile enough, he saw Zhu Jinghong coming back again, which forced him to stop smiling.

Why is the old man so happy? Could it be because he was suffering from convulsions, Zhu Jinghong thought to himself