The Zhen Family Brothers in the Red Chamber

Everyone's life is like a thread, if you pull out the end of the thread, the end of the thread will be pulled out silently, and what's more, these withdrawn threads surround you round and round, controlling your life.

Zhen Zhu didn't know what his expression was like every time he was pushed away by King Yong, but he knew that he was not happy. He hoped that he could follow his parents and enjoy his childhood life, but his fate ended hastily. After losing his childhood, it was as if God knew that he had started his life all over again. He was involved in power struggles when he was only six years old. Sometimes he felt that it was someone else's problem, but more of it was his own. .

He wanted to get involved, but he didn't seriously refuse. Instead, he enjoyed his current life. At least King Yong wouldn't treat him like a child like ordinary people. He took him so seriously, just like treating a opponent.

"Jiang Ning is shuffling the cards now. The new Jiangdu magistrate is the second in the list for 24 years. The emperor came from a poor background, but his mentor is the prime minister of the current dynasty, so he is very popular." King Yong casually threw the newly obtained booklet on the table. On the side, now he is taking Zhen Zhu in a carriage to go to Shandong. For the specific purpose, Zhen Zhu doesn't know what King Yong is going to do. He just spent more than three or four months in the carriage and stayed for the whole After people were almost depressed, they were able to get on the boat. All the way north, King Yong had a large number of memorials that needed to be corrected every day on the boat. Every time he landed, someone would carry a few boxes of materials. Bits and pieces are better.

"Isn't Mingxiang and Suoxiang divided the world in the middle of the court now? Why is Zhang Xiang getting involved now?" Zhen Zhu looked at King Yong seriously with her face on her face. After the new year, he has grown a lot. There is also someone who is in charge of food and drink. Although the journey is hard, Zhen Zhu is not too thin.

"It depends on the emperor's intention. The crown prince and the seventh younger brother didn't wipe it evenly enough before, which made the emperor see the flaws. That's why the emperor ordered your father to be the patrol salt censor in the south of the Yangtze River, so that the gang of salt merchants below can take care of it." As for how much gold you can get out, it depends on your father's ability." King Yong didn't mind sharing these things with Zhen Zhu, but he hoped that Zhen Zhu would take the initiative as much as possible.

"The largest imperial merchant in Jinling is the Xue family. I heard that the Xue family has some relationship with our family? But after all, it is not as close as the Jia family in the capital." Zhen Zhu has inquired about her family's affairs, how much more I don't know much about the situation. In this world and in my previous life, the only thing I imagined was the appearance of my parents, but even my father had an extra dead wife, so Zhen Zhu asked someone to inquire seriously later.

"The current head of the Xue family is a smart man, and his wife is Wang Ziteng, who is in good use now. Wang Ziteng is a talented person. One of his two younger sisters married into the second wife of the Jia family and became the wife of the second wife, and the other married into the Jia family. The Xue family made the already declining Wang family get involved with this family, but this person is quite smart, and he has contacts with several of the king's brothers, everyone pleases him, and he does not miss any of them." King Yong looked at it while talking. Looking at Zhen Zhu, he suddenly mentioned something, "Speaking of which, the eldest son of the second room of the Jia family is just like you, with the same name. I don't know if your birthdays are the same."

——Zhen Zhu?Jia Zhu?

Zhen Zhu complained silently, even his Zhenzhu despises it, but there is still someone who can be named Jia Zhu, what kind of mentality!Zhen Zhu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and the boring expression on his face immediately turned into interest. King Yong praised himself silently, and continued to tell Zhen Zhu about ancient times, "The old lady of the Jia family is a girl from the Shi family. They are a pair of marquises, and now they have been passed down for two generations. They can be regarded as the mansion of the general. You will see it when you arrive in the capital. They are disciples of the prince, and their family is friendly with the prince, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant, which is somewhat similar to the Zhen family. Your old lady followed the old lady of the Jia family. At the beginning, she served at the side of the emperor, but the old lady Jia was a nanny, but your old lady Higher status."

"Then why, my lord..." Zhen Zhu suddenly wanted to say why you tried so hard to drag me onto the boat instead of dragging the Jia family onto the boat.But it's not easy to say such words casually, but King Yong knew what Zhen Zhu was thinking, so King Yong snorted silently.

"After all, you are the person that the king likes, so why belittle yourself, but it's just because you form a party for personal gain under the eyes of the sage. This is courting death." King Yong sighed, his tone was long, and he seemed to have a feeling, maybe it was the prince. The incident let him know the precedent, so even if he was looking for supporters, he was very careful.

It seems that only such a low-key person can still shine with his brilliance under such a master as the saint. In Zhen Zhu's view, the saint is extremely lucky. His sons are all excellent, but it is precisely because of this excellence that the saint The battles in his later years were so turbulent, and unfortunately, it was precisely because of this that he died in his prime in his previous life.

"Isn't the lord afraid of the little one saying these things in front of the saint?" Zhen Zhu licked her lips, feeling that she was taking a big gamble.

King Yong smiled indifferently: "If even you don't think highly of me, why would I need to fight for the throne? It's better to quit early and just wait to be a loyal minister and general in the future."

"Even if you don't want to be the emperor, the prince will be under one person and above ten thousand people. He wants to gamble everything for that position. If he loses, what should he do?" Zhen Zhu really wanted to ask him this question, but... If you can't ask, it's like a tacit understanding. Once you start doing this, everything in the future will be nothing. It seems that King Yong will never ask Zhen Zhu why a six-year-old child can understand the world of adults like them .

Zhen Zhu didn't ask King Yong because he knew that only the person sitting in that position would understand the temptation of that step, and no one was willing to give up.

King Yong didn't ask Zhen Zhu because he himself gave up the so-called childhood after he was three years old. The children in the palace don't have childhood, just like the sage ascended the throne at a young age. The sage doesn't believe that children have childhood, so he children have no childhood.

Zhen Zhu vaguely remembered what the old lady said, that the palace has all the nobility in this world, and at the same time, it has cultivated monsters one by one. Any affection that can be produced by ordinary people is what they lack.

There were a lot of boats going north, and the river was full of coming and going. Zhen Zhu carefully cleaned up her expression, followed King Yong off the boat, and then spent the last night at the post station, and followed Yong Wang early the next morning. The king entered the palace.

The palace gate opened, there were clearly many people coming and going inside, but there was no sound, not even the sound of weapons rubbing against each other.Only the ringing of bells could be heard one after another, and occasionally there were three rings of fingers hitting the palm of the hand. Perhaps it was because King Yong was the one who brought him here, so everyone who saw them knelt down neatly.The moment he entered the palace, the expression on King Yong's face was like ink washed away by clear water, gradually turning pale.

King Yong originally wanted to mention Zhen Zhu, but when he saw the childish expression on Zhen Zhu's face, he knew that the other party didn't need any help from him at all. On the contrary, he will be troubled in the future.

King Yong waited at the door with Zhen Zhu for a short time, when the waiter came out and invited two people in, Zhen Zhu obediently stood behind King Yong and went in, only looking at the gold bricks under her feet, nothing else Look, when you got to the front, you heard King Yong kneel down, and Zhen Zhu followed suit.

"I've already read the booklet you handed over. You are so tired this time when you go to the south of the Yangtze River." The saint is 53 years old, and he is considered old in terms of the age of saints in the past, but he is still young and strong now. Because of this, the prince will become more and more impatient.

King Yong didn't speak, but responded in a low voice.

"This is Zhen Yingjia's son, he is not bad, come forward and answer." The saint put the folder in his hand aside, and then told Zhen Zhu to come forward with a smile.

Zhen Zhu got up and knelt closer, and now she could see the saint's face clearly. The saint was good-looking, and King Yong was three points alike, but compared to King Yong's expressionless face, the saint was more kind. , there are some more wrinkles on the face, and it is well maintained.

"Since it was brought by you, the third child, I will take it to your house to live for a while. I will cultivate for a while, and then I will go to the study to study with my husband in October." After that, the order was finished, and Zhen Zhu followed King Yong again. came out together.

Out of the palace gate, Zhen Zhu evened out the breath in her chest. He clearly knew that King Yong was also the next emperor, but when he saw King Yong, he felt more and more cordial. I felt terrified, and apart from others, I was sweating a lot on my back.

"It's okay, wait until you get to my lord's mansion, and you will live in my yard. On weekdays, this king has ordered Wu Sidao to make up your homework first. If there is anything missing, just tell me." King Yong took Zhen Zhu got into the carriage, and after waiting for the carriage to run away, he arrived at King Yong’s Mansion. Opposite King Yong’s Mansion was King Jing’s Mansion. King Yong’s carriage stopped at the door, and the door of King Jing’s mansion on the opposite side opened. King Jing saw Yong’s mansion. The king got off the carriage and came up. He was about to speak when he saw Zhen Zhu get off from King Yong's carriage.

"Why are you here too?" King Jing thought it was strange, and stepped forward to rub Zhen Zhu's hair, but Zhen Zhu hid in King Yong's arms, but it didn't work out. Naturally, King Jing was not reconciled, so Zhen Zhu grabbed Yong. Wang hid his hands and was working hard, when he heard a cough behind him, Zhen Zhu looked back, and saw hundreds of people kneeling at the gate of Yong Wang's mansion, the first one was a woman in a formal dress, His figure was thin and his complexion was not very good. Waiting for King Yong to turn around, he heard the kneeling people greet King Yong together, and King Yong held Zhen Zhu in one hand, and helped the woman in the front with the other, and then calmly Instruct the people behind to let them disperse.