King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 266
Time soon came to the next day. Although the Shengshou Festival had passed, the palace was much busier today.

Because this afternoon, a state banquet will be held in Fengtian Hall to entertain ministers of civil and military affairs and envoys from various countries.

But last day, Zhu Jinghong showed up at Chengming Courtyard, and called Yinglian to talk about life.

In the afternoon, the two of them were still lying on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

"Master Thirteen, it's time to get up..." Yu Hai reminded outside the dormitory.

"Master Thirteen?"

"Get lost..." Zhu Jinghong was extremely impatient.

After Yu Hai fell silent, another voice came from outside the house: "The Thirteenth Lord... Your Majesty has a decree to call all princes to Ningshou Palace!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jinghong could only respond: "Got it..."

In the afternoon, a banquet will be given in the name of the Supreme Emperor, and now the emperor and princes are summoned. Zhu Jinghong knows without guessing that the old man wants to play a scene of family harmony.

Holding Yinglian in his arms, Zhu Jinghong pinched the soft spot, and then said with a smile: "Are you still pretending to sleep? Hurry up and wait for the Lord to change!"

Yinglian is indeed pretending to be asleep, although this is the sixth time that her No.30 has been on this bed, she still feels uncomfortable.

"Oh……"

In response, Yinglian lifted the quilt and put on her clothes first.

At this moment, she is only wearing a tube top, and her figure is slender and imaginative.

Zhu Jinghong only felt that he was a saint because he could resist picking such a flower that was just about to bloom.

There is no way, the maids who lure the underage princes will all be executed, Zhu Jinghong really dare not make fun of Yinglian's life.

After holding back such a big grievance, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help asking: "Yinglian, do you think I am a saint?"

"Ah? Lord Thirteen...Are you a saint? Do you want to be emperor? May the Lord return..."

Yinglian wanted to say that the emperor was still alive, but after all, her words were too shocking, and she finally held back abruptly.

"You girl... what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I mean I can sit still, just like a saint who has no desires or desires!"

Zhu Jinghong got angry for a while, secretly thinking that this stupid girl Yinglian actually spoke her mind.

While putting on her clothes, Ying Lian replied: "I can't sit in my arms? Then why did Master Thirteen fumble up and down, and..."

"What else?"

"Also...retaliate me!" Yinglian's voice was like a mosquito, and her face was rosy after she finished speaking.

Getting up from the bed, Zhu Jinghong leaned behind Yinglian and asked, "How can I hit you? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Master Thirteen, don't you just..."

"No, what?" Zhu Jinghong asked with his arms around Yinglian.

At this moment, Yu Hai's voice came from outside again: "Master Thirteen, the tuanlongpao has been delivered!"

Being disturbed by Yu Hai, Zhu Jinghong was extremely dissatisfied and said, "Got it!"

So he let go of Yinglian, sat aside and put on his underwear first.

Yinglian was wearing a tube top anyway, but he was only wearing a pair of trousers, it was a good thing he wasn't afraid of the cold in such a cold day.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yinglian Maliu got dressed and went out to bring in Zhu Jinghong's clothes.

Under Yinglian's service, Zhu Jinghong quickly put on his robes. The four dragon-red round-neck robes and the Yishan crown symbolized his dignity as a prince.

"Yinglian, why have you been staring at me?"

"Because... because Lord Thirteen is good-looking!" Yinglian told the truth.

"Good-looking? How can I be good-looking?" Zhu Jinghong was very interested, and he liked to listen to it more if it sounded good.

"In the words of Miss Bao, the Thirteenth Master is extraordinary in martial arts, imposing and majestic...has...what kind of posture, what..."

Speaking of the latter, Yinglian couldn't remember clearly, and suddenly seemed a little embarrassed.

"Is this what Bao girl said?"

"Yeah!" Yinglian nodded.

"She still has eyesight!"

Then the two chatted for a while, and then Zhu Jinghong let him go, and he himself went to Ningshou Palace.

When he arrived, he found that all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty had arrived, and the emperor himself was chatting with the Supreme Emperor.

Perhaps because he didn't want to destroy the harmonious atmosphere, Zhu Xianming didn't pursue Zhu Jinghong's late arrival, and even ignored his greetings.

In the scene, only the three brothers could wear four dragon robes, so naturally they had to sit together at this moment.

"Fourth brother, sixth brother... you guys came early!"

The sixth Zhu Jingyuan answered immediately: "Thirteenth brother, don't pick up any pots that are not open, are you really afraid that Dad won't know that you are late?"

Damn, let the sixth child take the lead again...Zhu Jingyuan was furious in his heart.

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When the royal family chatted in Ningshou Palace, Jia She was wearing official robes in Rongguo Mansion on the other side.
He was also invited to a banquet given by the Fengtian Palace today, which was completely beyond the expectation of everyone in the Jia family.

"The Holy Majesty allowed us to go to the banquet. This is really rare. It seems that our family... is going to revive the lintel!"

Mrs. Xing is very optimistic, but Jia She has a heavy heart.

Their family stood on the wrong team back then, and had already lost the trust of the emperor, so there was still a chance to revive the lintel.

Now Jia Amnesty only hoped that the Crown Prince would succeed to the throne smoothly, so that the Jia family would still have a chance to start a family.

"Master, Uncle Zhen has arrived and is serving tea in the outer hall!"

Today, the Fengtian Palace gave a banquet, and all civil and military officials above the third rank can attend the meeting. Jia Zhen's first-class title and the scattered officials of the third-rank General Wei Lie just crossed this line.

After finishing dressing, Jia Amnesty went outside, just as Jia Lian and Jia Zhen were outside.

"Master!" The two got up and saluted.

Just as he was about to leave, Jia She glanced at his son who was not in official uniform, and asked casually, "Lian'er, how is your riding and archery training?"

"Eh... my son is getting to know him!" Jia Lian replied with a little anxiety.

Jia Amnesty was not too angry, but just sighed helplessly.

Learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family... Now the emperor doesn't use it, and practicing it is basically for nothing.

"If you can practice, you still have to practice, maybe someday you will use it!"

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, Jia Amnesty asked again: "The old lady... when are you going to leave?"

Jia Lian replied: "Report to the master that he entered the palace at the beginning of Youzheng. It's too early to go now, at least half an hour is not too late!"

The emperor gave a banquet in the Chongzheng Palace, while the empress gave a banquet in the Chonghua Palace, entertaining the wives of the third rank and above in Beijing, and Jiamu was also invited.

Nodding his head, Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Zhen and said, "Zhen'er, let's go!"

"My lord please!"

Jia She and two people left the gate of the mansion, there was already a sedan chair waiting outside, they got on the sedan chair and rushed to the imperial city.

After they entered the imperial city and passed through the Meridian Gate, they realized that many people had arrived. There were at least four to five hundred people at the scene.

Among the people present this time, civil and military officials and chieftain envoys from various tribes accounted for a small proportion, and the largest number of people were elders from all over the world.

These people represented the local gentry, all of them were over sixty years old, and they were specially called to Beijing to pay homage to the Supreme Emperor on his birthday.

"Brother Chen...you are here too!"

"Brother Zhang... Long time no see!"

In the square, Jia Amnesty met many acquaintances. These people, like their Jia family, were hard-working people who stood in line late.

As for those who stood in the wrong line, they would either have their families ransacked or their families beheaded and exiled, so they would have no chance to stay in the capital to enjoy themselves.

"The sage is in power, all barbarians are subdued, and the world is peaceful... My Ming Dynasty is at the height of the sun!"

"The Holy One is diligent in government and loves the people, and everyone in the world admires him...Benevolence has surpassed Yao, Shun and Yu Tang!"

"The sage has the sternness of Han Xuan, the magnanimity of Guangwu, the invincibility of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, the ambition of Xianzong, the arrogance of chaos, and the benevolence of Song Renzong..."

After everyone greeted Jia She and the two, they began to praise the emperor Zhu Xianming again, and their voices were extraordinarily loud, for fear that the people passing by would not be able to hear them.

This seems flattering and funny, but to them it is the greatest correctness, because only when the emperor sees their loyalty can they live a stable life.

Soon, the Jia family also understood the truth, so they also joined the team of touting.

In their small circle, the emperor Zhu Xianming has become the number one holy king since the two emperors Yan and Huang.

Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, Wen and Wu all have to go to the back.

(End of this chapter)