Chapter 302: Who is the Attendant?
"Why is it so noisy outside?"
In the small Buddhist hall of Kunning Palace, Yang Qingyin put down the scripture in her hand, with a confused look on her face. With a sense of dissatisfaction.
"Replying to the Queen, the Thirteenth Master is here"
"I just told you about him yesterday, why is he here again today"
Zhu Jinghong pretended to study and prepare for the exam , logically speaking, he should go to Wenhua Hall, where there are specialized bachelor's tutors.
But Zhu Jinghong always ran to Kunning Palace, which made Yang Qingyin particularly dissatisfied.
What kind of decency would it be for a boy to hang out with girls every day?
Those girls are all very good. If Thirteen always comes over to hang out, it won’t be easy to spread the news. It sounds good, but it also led the girls into mischief
Thinking of this, Yang Qingyin ordered, "Go and call Thirteen over here."
"Yes"
In the east hall of Kunning Palace, Zhu Jinghong is wearing a black gauze winged crown and a red four-cup dragon collar robe. He rarely looks much more elegant.
Of course, objectively speaking, he was much more handsome, which attracted a few more glances from the palace maids along the way.
"Third sister, I'm here to learn the Analects of Confucius again."
At this moment, Zhu Yunsheng, who had just sat down in the study room of the east hall, heard the noise outside and said to the left and right, "Listen, everyone." When I arrived, I said Brother Thirteen was coming."
"Why do you think he is embarrassed? He read The Analects of Confucius when I didn't enter school, he read The Analects of Confucius when I first entered school, and he read The Analects of Confucius when I read it."< /p>
"Now that I have read all four books, he is still reading the Analects of Confucius"
Hearing this, several attendants in the hall laughed. At this time, Zhu Jinghong also entered the hall.
Xiang Yun was the first to greet him and asked with a smile, "Thirteenth Master, although there are many sages and sages, why do you only love the Analects of Confucius?"
Zhu Jinghong was easy-going and easy-going, Xiang Yun entered the palace so much Oh my God, I have become familiar with each other and communicated with each other, and now I dare to come forward and joke.
Walking to the middle of the study room, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile, "Girl Yun, the Analects of Confucius was written by Confucius. How could I not love books written by sages?"
Hearing this, everyone was even more excited. It was a roar of laughter, and Zhu Jinghong also laughed together.
At this time Zhen Qin also came over and said with a smile, "Thirteenth Master, if the Analects of Confucius was written by Confucius, then who wrote the Spring and Autumn Period?"
"Girl Qin, you are It’s not hard for me. Spring and Autumn is either Zuo Zhuan or what’s the name of the guy named Zuo?”
Seeing that Zhu Jinghong couldn’t tell, Yang Jingting couldn’t help but said, “Master Thirteen wants to say Zuo Qiuming, right?”
Baochai became a little anxious when she heard that Yang Jingting also intervened. She had always regarded Yang Jingting as her strongest opponent.
"Yes, it's him, I was just about to say it."
Bringing tea to Zhu Jinghong, Baochai handed it forward and said, "Thirteenth Master, you'd better say less." Well, otherwise it will become a joke in this east hall."
When Zhu Jinghong took the tea cup, he touched Baochai's finger. The latter didn't react much to this, but took a slight step back.
Have a drinkWith hot tea in his mouth, Zhu Jinghong said, "It doesn't matter, I'm happy if you are happy."
Unexpectedly, after he said this, a female official came in from outside the study. After paying homage, she said, "Thirteenth Master, Queen Your Majesty, please come over."
"Well, I'll be there in a moment," Zhu Jinghong responded.
The female officer said very solemnly, "The empress said, please come over immediately"
"Okay"
Turn around, Zhu Jinghong said to the girls, " Sisters, I'll take my leave now."
"Thirteenth Master, let's go slowly."
Xiang Yun was the first to speak and sent Zhu Jinghong out of the study.
I just heard Zhu Yunsheng say, "Who is his sister? You said this and that about my biological sister, but you didn't even say a word."
Everyone said it. Smiling slightly, but their thoughts are different.
Seeing that no one answered, Zhu Yunsheng continued, "Although my thirteenth brother is not well versed in writing, he is brave enough to be worthy of all men. He is a first-rate hero in the world. You all care about him, but you are also a human being." "It's normal"
These words touched the minds of a certain three of them. Only Xiangyun didn't care about it. She just admired Zhu Jinghong and it would take some time before she fell in love with her.
"Why don't you say anything? My thirteenth brother is here. You all rush to say it, and you don't pay attention to what I say."
"Who are you working for?" "Read" Zhu Yunsheng said with dissatisfaction in his tone.
He treats these people as his attendants and good sisters as he leads the team, but these people all want to be his sisters-in-law, how can Zhu Yunsheng not complain.
Besides, after Zhu Jinghong left the east hall, he was led to the back of the main hall. The room in the northeast corner is the small Buddhist hall, which is also the most mysterious place in Kunning Palace.
Even as the queen’s own son, Zhu Jinghong rarely comes here.
The door was opened, and the inside was as simple and simple as usual. There was only a Buddha statue and a few futons, and Queen Yang Qingyin sat cross-legged in the middle.
Taking off the crown and hat on his head, Zhu Jinghong came forward in three steps and two steps at a time. He threw down the hat and squatted beside the queen. He stretched out his hand to beat his mother's shoulders.
Turning to look at his laughing son, Yang Qingyin said with dissatisfaction, "Look what you look like, pick up the hat."
Zhu Jinghong had to stop and put down the mat. He picked up the hat on his bed and placed it squarely on the futon aside.
"Mom, what are your orders for your son?" Zhu Jinghong returned to his mother and continued to serve her carefully. < /p>
When he heard that this was indeed the reason, Zhu Jinghong quickly concluded, "My mother is also here to study."
"Fart, you are here to study. I'm embarrassed to point you out."
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Yang Qingyin knew clearly what Zhu Jinghong was planning.
A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
Now that my son is older, he likes women in Yang QingyinIt seems normal, but it's really not a tradition to hang out with the girls all the time.
"Mom, I really want to study. Only when I am with Sheng'er can I be serious."
"Little bastard, don't use these words to fool me. Today I tell you Don't bother Sheng'er in the future."
"Don't you like wild things? You will be crowned and conferred in March next year. Once you leave the palace, you can go wild as you please and I won't care about you anymore."
Zhu Jinghong did not answer the question at all, but said, "Mother, if you say that, my son will be sad."
"Could it be that if I leave the palace, I will no longer be your son?"
Originally It was to teach her younger son a lesson, but now she was forced to have nothing to say. Yang Qingyin felt very uncomfortable for a moment.
There are not many people in this world who dare to talk nonsense to her.
"Boy, it seems you have to let your father talk to you."
As soon as he heard this, Zhu Jinghong wilted instantly, and immediately begged for mercy, "Mom is such a good person, why don't you ask my father to do it?" What, isn’t it just adding to the trouble?”
Seeing Zhu Jinghong’s nonsense again, Yang Qingyin scolded her with a straight face, “You still dare to dislike your father, if he hadn’t protected you, just because of the trouble you’ve gotten into in the past few months. , I have been scolded to death by the censor Yanguan a long time ago."
Unexpectedly, Zhu Jinghong said, "If the censor Yanguan scolded me, my father would have beaten me to death."
"Tomorrow there will be a sutra banquet at the Wenhua Hall. My father said that he will take the test with me. If he fails, his son will have to receive thirty imperial sticks."
Before Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, he heard the queen say in surprise, "I am only three years old." "Ten imperial staffs"
"Mom, what do you mean by this?"
"What can I mean? Your father is still too lenient on you. I think fifty imperial staffs will be enough." "Yang Qingyin said extremely seriously.
After examining the queen for a long time, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but ask, "Mother, could it be that you picked me up?" Please remember to bookmark it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft, free to find books and add books, you can join the qq group 952868558