When Baochai mentioned Jia Yun, Lin Hongyu's eyes shone with light, and her whole body was wrapped in great happiness, and she didn't even listen to what was said next.
"What do you think?"
It wasn't until Baochai asked this question that Lin Hongyu woke up from her joy.
"The princess means..."
"I mean, what do you think of betrothing you to Jia Yun?"
"This ...How can a slave be worthy of Master Jia if she is from a humble background?"
Although Jia Yun is not a serious official, it is normal for Lin Hongyu to have low self-esteem as a slave.
"What's wrong with this? In two days I will ask Mrs. Lin's wife to adopt you as a foster daughter... That's all!"
The Mrs. Lin's family in Baochai's mouth , is the wife of Lin En, a fifth-rank military commander, currently the commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp, and a second-class male.
Although Lin En's actual position is of the fifth rank, his title as a second-class male is of the third rank, so this wife of the Lin family is a serious third-rank official.
The reason why I chose her is because she is the lowest-ranking person in Baochai's social circle.
Second-class male is the lowest title, and the next generation will have nothing, so the Lin family is definitely willing to sell it to Prince Xiang's palace, and it will be easy for them to accept Lin Hongyu as their adopted daughter.
For Baochai, it was an extremely easy thing, but for Lin Hongyu, it was nothing less than a great grace.
Being adopted as the adopted daughter by Mrs. Gaoming of the third rank, her status will be greatly improved. It can be said that it is more than enough to match Jia Yun, the principal of the sixth rank.
"My slave, thank you!" Lin Hongyu knelt down excitedly and kowtowed three times to Baochai.
"I know what you mean. Since you work wholeheartedly for me, how can I not think about you?"
"Get up... just do your best from now on!"
After kowtowing a few more times, Lin Hongyu replied: "Yes!"
After he stood up, Baochai ordered: "These golds will be put into the warehouse as ordinary gifts." , no need to check!"
"If the person in charge of the warehouse asks, just say this is what I meant!"
Under Baochai's management, the palace's warehouse has the most rules. In this place, the entry and exit of things and property must be clearly accounted for, and the storage of so many things must be carefully checked.
As soon as the box is opened and inspected, the gold will be exposed. Although the eunuch of the palace is one of his own, the less people know about "receiving heavy gifts", the better.
"My Lady, due to your many arrangements, the warehouse is now very strict. I only rely on the slaves to dictate your instructions. If you want these twenty large boxes to be put into the warehouse, I'm afraid..."< /p>
It’s not that the princess’s words were ineffective, but that the housekeeper Baochai was too strict, which made the eunuchs in charge of the treasury extremely cautious.
This is of course a good thing. In fact, if it is an ordinary thing, Lin Hongyu, as Baochai's close attendant, can do it without following the rules.
But with twenty boxes and no inspection required, the eunuchs would not dare to let them go casually.
"Okay...I'll write a note to you!"
Yinger Wenxing, who was waiting on the left and right, hurriedly stepped forward, one of them laid out the paper and the other dipped in ink and handed over the pen, all with skillful movements.
Taking the pen from Ying'er, Baochai wrote on her special paper: "The twenty boxes of goods brought by Xiaohong do not need to be inspected, they can be put into storage directly!"
After writing it, Ziyou Wenxing took the princess's seal, took the paper and used the seal.
"Take it!"
"Yes!"
Lin Hongyu carefully took it from Wen Xing's hand, saluted Baochai again and left the study.
After Lin Hongyu left, Ying'er finally couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty...with so much gold, the girl from the Cui family is really rich!"
At this time, Wen Xing was standing aside. Said: "No matter how rich you are, you can't bring it to us!"
While the two were talking, Baochai couldn't help but say: "Okay... don't mention this matter again. Yes!"
"Yes!" the two girls replied quickly.
But at this moment, a maid suddenly came in from outside to report that Deng An had something urgent to report.
"Ask him to wait in the outer hall!"
"Yes!"
Deng An said it was urgent, which was definitely not a joke, so Baochai did not Without further delay, he got up and walked outside.
A few breaths later, she appeared in front of Deng An.
Deng An hooked up his waist and reported: "Your Majesty... the prince is back!"
"Back? Didn't you say he will arrive the day after tomorrow? Why are you back today?" Bao Chai was surprised.
Deng An replied: "Prince Gang sent someone to spread the news, saying that they entered the capital on horseback and have now gone to the imperial city!"
After saying this, Deng An also took the A letter came out and he said: "This is a letter from the eunuch!"
Yinger Maliao took the letter, opened it and sent it to Baochai.
When I opened it, I saw the familiar rough font again, with only a dozen words written on a piece of paper.
"I will carry my flesh on a thorn and go to the palace to plead guilty, and then you will go to the palace to plead for mercy!"
Baochai folded the letter again, and then ordered Ying'er to burn it.
She understood that Zhu Jinghong's move was to retreat in order to advance, and as long as he admitted his mistake in advance, he would not be punished.
In the final analysis, he has always been the major contributor to pacifying Korea and severely damaging Japan.
"Ask me to accompany him in acting again... He hasn't come back yet, but the messenger came first!" Baochai complained in a low voice.
It’s just that he didn’t leave in a hurry, and he didn’t ask anyone to change clothes, so he planned to enter the palace in casual clothes.
The combination of one person who bares his flesh and carries a thorn to plead guilty, and the other who is so panicked that he forgets to put on his phoenix crown and Xiapei to enter the palace makes Prince Xiang's Mansion look particularly embarrassed. Baochai grasps this very accurately.
"Get ready for the carriage!" Baochai said calmly.
"Yes!" Deng An replied.
When Baochai was about to leave, Zhu Jinghong had already appeared outside Daming Gate.
Because there were hundreds of riders approaching from his group, the Yiwei Division of the Imperial City was afraid that someone was plotting against him. Qianhu who was stationed here urgently ordered the palace gate to be closed, and ordered the garrison to be on the verge of war. At the same time, he sent someone to report to the palace urgently. The situation outside the door.
Zhu Jinghong had expected this result by leading his team towards the palace gate, so he did it on purpose.
Never make big mistakes, but keep making small ones... is also one of his tricks to protect himself.
After getting off the horse, Zhu Jinghong approached the palace gate alone. The troops stationed on the city wall were looking at him.
"Is it... His Highness King Xiang?"
"It's really..."
Everyone on the city wall was very surprised to see Zhu Jinghong appear. , but it was also clear that it was indeed Zhu Jinghong.
"Your Highness Prince Xiang, what are you doing..."
Before Qianhu, who was stationed at the palace gate, could finish his words, Zhu Jinghong shouted: "Hurry up and open the door... I want to come in." Gong Mian Sheng!"
"This..."
Not sure what is going on, so this Qianhu seemed hesitant.
"Why...I've only been gone for less than a year, and you don't recognize me? You're not even allowed to enter the palace to meet the saint?" Zhu Jinghong asked dissatisfied.
"How dare this... minister!"
"Here comes...open the door...open the door...hurry up and open the door for the prince!"
Under the greetings of these thousands of households , just after closing the palace door for a while, it was pushed open with a creak.
This Qianhu came to the palace gate in person, and fifty soldiers were stationed on the left and right sides of the city gate, nominally to welcome Zhu Jinghong into the palace.
There were nearly a hundred guards escorting Zhu Jinghong. At this time, only one person entered the palace with him, and that was Zhang Lin, who blocked the gun for him.
The original intention of arranging so many people to guard thousands of households is actually to prevent impact. To put it bluntly, it is because they are afraid that Zhu Jinghong will make "excessive" behavior.
But the current situation is that most of the soldiers guarding the door have looks of reverence, curiosity or admiration on their faces. There is no hint of alertness or deterrence.
There is no way, Zhu Jinghong leads his troops to victory in every battle, so he naturally has a high prestige in the army.
"Zhao Qianhu...is such a big formation to welcome me? Or what?" Zhu Jinghong asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Qianhu, who was called out, felt particularly uncomfortable at this time. He was just on guard according to the rules.
Of course, Zhu Jinghong just asked casually and did not express much appreciation for this dedicated Qianhu.
After entering the Daming Gate, there is a very long road ahead. In addition to people from the Yiwei Division standing guard, there are also teams patrolling back and forth.
Of course, because there are various official areas on both sides of the palace road, there are also many officials coming and going, and these people also saw Zhu Jinghong.
Like Baochai, most of the officials had also learned the news and knew that Zhu Jinghong would not return to Beijing until two days later.
So when they saw him appearing, these people's first reaction was surprise, and then they left quickly to pass the news to their colleagues.
So whenWhen Zhu Jinghong arrived outside Chengtian Gate, the news that he had returned to Beijing and entered the palace had slowly spread, which really caught the officials off guard.
"Thirteenth Master, do you really want to do this?"
Zhang Lin asked outside the Meridian Gate. He was holding a long package in his hand, with two pieces of it inside. Root thorn.
Zhu Jinghong took off his hat and said: "Rather than letting others accuse me, I should plead guilty myself!"
"Those people are talking nonsense, why should you pay attention to them!" Zhang Feeling indignant.
Seeing that Zhang Lin was upset, Zhu Jinghong felt relieved.
In addition to retreating in order to advance in this way, he also wanted to create a tragic hero's character, and the audience would be people in the army like Zhang Lin. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good.
Zhu Jinghong did not answer Zhang Lin's words, but untied the ties of his round-neck robe, and then took off his upper body clothes.
This is the middle of winter, and Zhang Lin feels cold even if he is naked from the waist up.
"What are you doing in a daze? Open the package quickly!" Zhu Jinghong said angrily.
"Thirteenth Master, you..."
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"
Seeing his resolute attitude, Zhang Lin couldn't say more. He said that he could only open the package honestly.
There are two thorn trees inside. In order to complete the trick, Zhu Jinghong did not choose a smooth stick.
After taking the thorn, he tied it to his back with the wrapping cloth. The thorns on it pricked him very painfully.
"Go back by yourself, it's time for me to enter the palace!"
After saying this, Zhu Jinghong didn't explain, and rushed in carrying thorns on his back.
Enter the Meridian Gate is the palace. The people guarding here are the Dragon Guards, so no one came to question and stop him. On the contrary, there were many people who cared about him.
These guards, like Zhang Lin, were aggrieved by Zhu Jinghong's behavior of "asking for forgiveness" and believed that he had suffered unfair treatment.
Facing the persuasion of these people, Zhu Jinghong did not explain much. After all, this is the play he should play.
When he walked to the palace, the emperor, who was resting in the harem, left Wenrou Township very dissatisfied.
First he learned that Zhu Jinghong had returned early, then he learned that this guy led the guards to break into the palace gate, and finally he found out that this guy had come to expose his body...
This one Another piece of news made Zhu Xianming more and more angry.
"Where are the others?"
In the main hall of Qianqing Palace, Zhu Xianming's eyes were cold and stern, and the eunuchs serving him did not dare to show their dignity.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Xiang is kneeling outside the Qianqing Gate!"
It is rare to be in a good mood. Zhu Xianming originally planned to relax, but now his mood was completely ruined. .
After walking out of the main gate of Qianqing Palace, Zhu Xianming looked forward along the royal road and saw Zhu Jinghong kneeling outside the palace gate.
"He's so naked...he knows how to do it!"
Since this kid likes to play,Zhu Xianming felt that he should suffer a little, so he did not plan to summon him directly.
"Is there an urgent delivery today?" Zhu Xianming turned around and asked.
Cheng Ying quickly replied: "In the morning, the Director of Ceremonies sent thirty-one memorials, seven of which were urgently delivered!"
"Well... read these first Let’s talk!”
Zhu Xianming decided to go to work first, finish the backlog of things, and then deal with the little bastard outside.
Outside the palace gate, Zhu Jinghong was shivering from the cold. If he hadn't been in excellent physical condition, he would have fainted from the cold right now.
The old man hasn’t seen me yet?
"Father, my son is guilty, I hope my father will punish me severely!" Zhu Jinghong shouted directly.
Anyway, he would lose the emperor's face by tossing around here. He wanted to see how long the old man could endure it.
While he was not caring about his image, Baochai also entered the palace by car, and then came to the gate of Qianqing.
Baochai first saw Zhu Jinghong’s back, and saw that her husband was naked from the waist up, which made her feel particularly distressed.
Leaving the accompanying maid, Baochai quickened his pace and came to Zhu Jinghong's side, and then jumped directly on him.
"My lord, you are finally back!"
At this moment, Baochai showed her true feelings. The reunion of the couple after a long absence really made her cry with joy.
In order to prevent Zhu Jinghong from freezing, Baochai tried her best to hug him, but was pushed away by Zhu Jinghong.
"I am a guilty person, and I am going to plead guilty to Your Majesty. Please don't disturb me!" Zhu Jinghong said extremely seriously.
Baochai knew that it was time to act next, and she and her husband had a good understanding.
"Excuse me... You are a meritorious official of the imperial court. Why do you plead guilty?"
Between crying and crying, Baochai continued: "Your body, hair, and skin are all affected by your parents. Your Majesty is like this." If you don’t cherish it, won’t you make your father, queen and mother sad?”
“Your Majesty, stop fooling around, let’s go back...”
“How can anyone know about your contribution! Say you are guilty!"
Zhu Jinghong pretended to be impatient and scolded: "What do you know about this woman? Leave quickly..."
"If I don't do it again, Please forgive me, and when someone convicts me of the crime, I will fall into a place of eternal damnation!"
This is the double act between the two of them. The so-called understanding between the two of them is perfect.
"But you are a hero of the imperial court..." Baochai was still crying.
The two argued for several rounds about whether they were guilty or not. Finally, Zhu Jinghong scolded: "Stupid woman, you are trying to kill me..."
"Get out of here..."
As soon as these harsh words came out, the atmosphere reached its peak, and Baochai covered her face and ran away. She will go to the next place to perform.
The conversation between the two of them just now was also seen by the surrounding eunuchs and guards. It is expected that it will soon spread to the ears of those who should know.
Inside the Qianqing Palace, the emperor listened to the eunuch's report, his expression was extremely exciting.
"This little bastard, what do he mean by those words?"
"If you don't plead guilty, will you be damned if others are convicted? Who are they?"
Muttered a few words in a low voice. The more Zhu Xianming thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he simply put down his pen.
"Bring that little beast in!"
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