The Zhen Family Brothers in the Red Chamber

Just after lunch, the carriages and carriages have already been packed in King Yong's Mansion. Song Zhaoyong originally wanted to go with Zhen Zhu, but in the end Zhang Qing took the opportunity. He is too young, let alone Zhang Qing It was someone from the palace, and Song Zhaoyong didn't dare to say anything to him, so he could only go back to Zhenzhu's courtyard in aggrieved manner.

He just entered the yard, and saw Ranhong wiping the table and chairs with a rag, and Song Zhaoyong threw the rag in his hand: "Come back, hurry up, help me wipe it together."

Song Zhaoyong let out an oh, and ran to Ranhong's side with the wind under his feet: "Sister Ran, where should I wipe?"

"Wipe your young master's table. By the way, you're used to it now. It's your part to keep watch at night." Ranhong took a new one into the washbasin by herself, and then held the teapot carefully. Wiped up.

Watching the night is a very tiring job, but it is a rare opportunity to be by the master's side at night. Song Zhaoyong was pained and happy, and his words turned into strength, and he began to wipe the tables, chairs and benches diligently.

——There are a few people like him who can follow the master to the capital, and how many people in the Zhen family can study like himself. The young master will definitely become a high-ranking official in the future, and I will be the young master's personal housekeeper in the future, with a bright future!That's right, I will definitely be as majestic as the butler Tongfu in the future, and others will greet me when they see it!

In Song Zhaoyong's mind, his grandfather is just a small steward, and the one he admires the most is Tong Fu who is beside Zhen Yingjia.

Zhen Zhu went out with King Yong, and saw that the scenery of the capital was different from that of Jiangning. Every time the carriage passed along the road, there were people offering porridge. Zhen Zhu only thought that there were more rich people in the capital, so naturally There are also many people who give porridge.

"What can you see?" King Yong asked in a low voice when he saw Zhen Zhu lifted the curtain to look outside.

Zhen Zhu turned her head to look at King Yong and said doubtfully: "I only heard that the capital is full of flowers, why are there more beggars now, and there are indeed more people who give porridge. Could it be that the people in the capital are more charitable?"

King Yong glanced outside through the curtain that Zhenzhu raised, his face was gloomy: "Most of the beggars here are from Shandong and Hejian. Just because the five cities can't spread the porridge, at the beginning of the year, the emperor ordered the ministers of the Eight Banners to wait outside the city. There are three places to cook porridge for relief, and I am afraid that the subordinates will just deal with the matter, so I specially ordered Tong Guowei to supervise the relief in Mingzhu." While talking, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, because the Holy One thought it was the private development of the underground mines due to the frequent disasters in various places. Therefore, I ordered all villages and counties to suspend work, and only let people appointed by the court go. The ones who were able to do this were the royal merchants, and among them was Xue, who was directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs and was regarded as another prince. Money bag.

"The world is too big, whether it's floods or droughts, it's not easy for the emperor." Zhen Zhu thought for a while and the only thing she could say was this sentence, otherwise it would be difficult to be an emperor if she said that the dragon chair is easy to sit on.

"That's right, because the Holy Majesty worked day and night, and he fainted once a year ago. He was in the Rehe Palace at that time. If the imperial physician hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid it would be a different scene now." Speaking of this matter, King Yong felt a little lingering. Now, if something happened to the sage, the crown prince would naturally be in the position, and he and the prince had a grudge against the prince, because he knew that it might not be entirely the fault of the prince alone, but every time he thought of the pale face of his son, Yong Wang couldn't help but resent himself for being too naive back then.

"Although I only took a quick glance last time, it seems that the Holy Majesty is in good health. How could it be that the news is wrong?" Zhen Zhu asked strangely, and King Yong smiled and said nothing. It was just to make the two sides suspicious of each other, he just cut off the news, and naturally there were other empresses in the palace who used tricks to keep the prince from knowing the truth. Chaojie was the voice of asking the prince to register as soon as possible. Even the dragon robe seemed to have been prepared long ago and was taken out by the House of Internal Affairs. The dragon robe was later in the hands of the Holy Master. When he stretched out his hand and pulled the waist size, he knew that it was in the shape of the prince. In this way, everything the prince said was an excuse.

Naturally, King Yong couldn't say that, he just said: "The imperial physicians are highly skilled, and they all use good medicines. The saints are well cared for, so naturally they can't tell."

"Hey, that's it." Zhen Zhu didn't even think about it, but just nodded. King Yong's destination seemed to be quite far away, and he still hadn't arrived after walking for a long time. Zhen Zhu lay at the window and watched the porridge outside. stalls.

"Hey, whose porridge is there? Why is it thicker than other people's?" Zhen Zhu pointed to one of the stalls along the way for King Yong to see, "The servants of this family seem to be dressed better than those next to them. Some, some with style, seem to be bigger?" He looked at King Yong with curiosity in his eyes.

King Yong glanced at it: "That's the coat under the crown prince's family, surnamed Jia, and it has something to do with your Zhen family."

Zhen Zhu looked at King Yong suspiciously, she knew that there was a Jia family in the capital, but the people in the mansion didn't tell him too much, as if there was something invisible pushing her not to listen every time this topic was brought up.

Zhen Zhu wanted to try again, so she looked at King Yong carefully, and found that the other party didn't seem to be too bored, so she asked: "I don't know, the lord knows, and no one in the family has ever told this little one." The Jia family."

King Yong squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly felt that the Zhen family was better than the Jia family.Even though Zhen Yingjia didn't see any water coming in now, she gave herself more convenience in private. If it wasn't for this, she wouldn't focus on cultivating Zhen Zhu.

"The Jia family is a family of two nobles, divided into Rongning and Ningfu. The mansion is located on Rongning Street. The old lady Jia of Rongguo Mansion is old with your old lady, and the ancestors were once married, but now it is natural for Jia She's generation to connect. It seems that there are only a few exchanges on weekdays during festivals. The second child of the Rongguo Mansion married the official Jinling Prince Teng's younger sister, and his second younger sister married the well-known Xue family. The Xue family is now on the rise because of mining. gone."

——Isn't Wang Ziteng the one who is said to be loyal to the prince? How come the people who follow the prince have such a good relationship, stepping on two boats with one foot?The young master is waiting to see how he dies!Zhen Zhu gloated secretly for a while, and suddenly felt that her family was not going well there. Before, the Zhen family should have taken refuge with the prince. Although she lives in Yongwang's mansion now, people who are like scumbags are always not good. What's more, if the new emperor ascends the throne, no one will check the Zhen family's money owed to the household department. Needless to say, the current prince, if it is King Yong, he can only see if he can hold this thigh.

Zhen Zhu pondered in her heart for a while, but felt that there was no solution. The money owed by the Zhen family to the household department was used to pick up the driver, but the money spent by the emperor had to be paid by the Zhen family themselves. The money must be paid back, and I knew it in my previous life. Anyway, since his father died, he became the successor, and then earn money diligently to repay the account department. Father, after all, these silver sages also know about it.

Just as he was thinking, the carriage shook and stopped. King Yong got up and walked outside. Zhen Zhu got out of the carriage after recovering. The outside was already in the suburbs. A guard rushed forward to greet King Yong when he saw him.

The two guards knelt down on one knee at the same time to pay their respects, and then reported in unison: "Master Jing is already waiting in the house, please come in."

Before Zhen Zhu realized it, King Yong had already pulled her fingers into the courtyard.

Typical Jiangnan architecture is not common in the capital. The decoration of the entire courtyard is similar to Suzhou gardens. It seems that the people who built the gardens must have put their minds to it. The small bridges and flowing water are different, and there are pavilions and pavilions everywhere. These are the preferences of the royal family and nobles. , After the pavilion was built, I named it on it. Zhen Zhu looked back and forth twice, but the plaque hadn't been hung yet, presumably the people who built it had just completed it, and they might be the first batch of guests.

"It can be regarded as waiting for you to come, third brother, come quickly, I have ordered someone to set up the stage, and now I am waiting for you to come and start." Before King Jing's people saw him, the voice had already passed, and Zhen Zhu followed The voice looked over, and King Jing was wearing a purple dress, and he didn't cover anything outside. He was always seen wearing the vest without wearing it. He was dressed as a wealthy businessman, and he looked golden and bright. He has a chic temperament, and seems to know that he is a bit rich in dressing like this, the jasper ring between his fingers has been replaced by a gold ring clasp, and other people wear some tacky decorations, leaving him with only extravagance.

"The villain has met King Jing." Zhen Zhu stepped forward to greet King Jing obediently, but before King Jing said anything, King Yong had already grabbed him.

"You are still young, and you are not tall anymore. The fifth younger brother has been close to the king since childhood, so there is no need to be polite." He pushed people to the side table while talking.

King Jing knew that his third brother attached great importance to the Zhen family, so he didn't say much. He just greeted King Yong and sat up, bragging: "This is a team that came out with great difficulty. It sang the Palace of Longevity written by people from Qiantang. The third brother is a I don’t know, just how much effort was spent on the actor who sang Yang Yuhuan, not to mention Yinzi, that figure, you will have to watch carefully when it comes out, third brother.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he asked someone to order the opening. Zhen Zhu felt that she was too young and shouldn't be very enthusiastic, so she glanced at the melons and fruits on the table, and then touched a peach and held it in her hand.

The Palace of Eternal Life was adapted from Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret. As soon as the actor came on stage, Zhen Zhu knew that the play was worth watching. Sure enough, when King Tang Ming finished singing, the soft voice of Concubine Yang's voice was piercing. .

King Yong has always been indifferent to these dear and beloved things, and today he came to find King Jing naturally not because of watching a theater, but just to borrow an addiction.He glanced at Zhen Zhu, who was sitting upright, fascinated by the opera, and then turned to look at King Jing. The waiter at the side presented a dozen incense sticks, so that the literati and poets could write some good lyrics for the opera singers above to sing. of.

But when it came to King Yong and King Jing, it had another effect. The two signed things that needed to be exchanged, and when one sheet was full, they put it directly into the charcoal basin beside it, and some were grilling beside the charcoal basin. Minced meat, but no one who came in would doubt it.

What King Yong and King Jing wanted to talk about was naturally about the prince. Although Suo'etu resigned from office now, he can still help the prince's advisers. This is definitely not what they want to see. If Suo'etu is not here, the Prime Minister Still, the Holy Majesty will protect the Prince because he feels sorry for the prince's wings being chopped off. After all, what the Holy Majesty wants to do is naturally a balanced strategy, and there is still a clear face and a Suo opposite.

Zhen Zhu squeezed the peach in her hand, and listened carefully to the above libretto, every single word seemed to be full of melodious sounds, what kind of feeling did Tang Ming Wang feel when he held Yang Yuhuan in his arms, for a woman He almost lost his throne, but let his beloved woman die for the sake of the throne, but in the end of this scene, the two actually became gods, and then reunited in the fairy world, a broken mirror.

'What's there, it's just a woman. Zhen Zhu didn't quite understand this feeling, just like in his previous life, he didn't know why his wife betrayed him. He rubbed his forehead, feeling that he had forgotten something very important, but these things happened even if he saw him The cousin still doesn't remember, maybe he needs to meet his wife, but where is that person now?

The stage is not far from the table. It is built in the middle of the lake, surrounded by lake water, and people need to use boats to ferry people back and forth. Across the rippling lake water, it seems that there is no need to worry about the people above seeing what the people below are doing.

The person who sang Concubine Yang seemed to have infinite tenderness, with one sleeve flying, one bending over, one turning around, expressing affection with his eyebrows, even if Zhen Zhu was a man, his heart would inevitably be moved.

Zhen Zhu twisted her hands unconsciously, feeling a little parched, and suddenly found herself being picked up by someone, and then saw King Jing's molesting face: "Yo, I prepared this for third brother, even if Zhu Er, you like it, so it seems that you don’t need it.” King Jing flirted with Zhen Zhu unscrupulously, for people like them, when they are seven or eight years old, they will arrange for people to teach them when they know the personnel affairs start, but they are too young to be cruel. No, so the waiters don't open their faces until they get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

King Yong took out the peach from Zhen Zhu's hand in displeasure, then glanced at the mottled nail marks on it, then reached out to wipe his palms clean, then got up and was about to leave.

Zhen Zhu hugged King Yong's neck at once, turned her body back hard, and looked back at King Yong anxiously: "Are you going back? Can't you finish it?"

King Yong's complexion was a little bad: "What's the matter, I like it very much?"

Zhen Zhu hadn't seen King Yong's face look so bad for a long time, so as long as she kept silent, even the hands around King Yong's neck were stiff and tried not to touch King Yong, for fear that the other party would get angry and throw herself to the ground , and then his own life would be lost.

"Okay, third brother, he's still so young, since he likes it, I'll give it to you, and I'll take it with me later." King Jing was very generous, and ordered the actor to pack up and go to Prince Yong's mansion.

King Yong didn't refuse, he just walked outside with Zhen Zhu in his arms.

Zhen Zhu smiled flatteringly at King Yong: "Your Majesty, are you done chatting?"

King Yong was silent, but nodded in the end.

"My lord, it's really hard work. This opera is very good. I haven't heard of it before." Zhen Zhu focused on this topic, his dark eyes were constantly shaking from side to side because of thinking.

King Yong still didn't make a sound, this time he didn't even nod his head.

"Is that person who wrote the play from Qiantangjiang? I heard he was called Fangsi, isn't he?" Zhen Zhu tried hard to recall, because this person died not long ago, so she still had some impression of him.

King Yong took a look at Zhen Zhu this time, as if he was satisfied with the amount of knowledge the child ordered, and then frowned in displeasure: "Remember some irrelevant things. If you don't study hard in the future, this king will Break your leg for your father."

——too cruel!This is an excuse to play!

With a bitter face, Zhen Zhu followed King Yong back to King Yong's mansion. She tried her best along the way, but she couldn't please the other party. She waited until she reached the courtyard, and there was no sign of anyone even after dinner.Now she was really angry, Zhen Zhu was a little depressed.

Song Zhaoyong saw that Zhen Zhu was always frowning, so he leaned up and asked his young master softly: "Master, what's wrong with you today, didn't you go out to play in the afternoon, why did you come back like this, isn't it fun outside?" He was cautious I chose a problem that most children will encounter, but unfortunately his young master is not an ordinary child, of course he is not even a child.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally offended the prince when I went out, so apologizing is useless." Zhen Zhu pouted, feeling that Prince Yong was a bit stingy.

"Well, if that's the case, why don't the young master bring something to King Yong, and then admit his mistake, isn't he saying that he can eat people's mouths softly?" Song Zhaoyong thought of his mother's tricks against his father, so he came up with an idea.

Zhen Zhu straightened up when she was lying on her stomach. He looked at Song Zhaoyong seriously and asked, "Do you really think this is useful?"

"Sure, who doesn't like it? Since it's an apology, it should be sincere. Young master, why don't you ask Sister Ranhong first, she is from the palace, maybe she knows." Song Zhaoyong said to Zhenzhu again Pointed a way.

"It's not good..." Everyone can't let everyone know that King Yong is angry with him.

"Why don't you go there first?" Song Zhaoyong felt that the prince would never be able to offend him, so he must have asked his young master to surrender first.

Zhen Zhu thought for a while, jumped off the chair, and then followed the path to King Yong's study by herself.It's strange that he didn't meet anyone on the road, he thought as he walked in.

As a result, even the guards disappeared when they reached the door. The door was closed tightly, and there seemed to be a figure moving inside. Zhen Zhu went to the door and looked, and felt that something was wrong inside. He gently pushed the door open, and There was no one in the right place, and the shadow he saw just now seemed to be from a compartment inside. He gently lifted the hem of his clothes and rubbed it on his toes. If something went wrong for a while, he turned around and ran away!

Zhen Zhu originally wanted to try to shout a few times, but he felt that he had offended King Yong today, so he simply acted as a thief. He leaned against the wall and approached the inside, only to see that King Yong seemed to be entangled with a woman.

——Amitabha, goodness, goodness, wrong to me and not a monk, Zhen Zhu knocked herself, and then quickly covered her eyes with her hands, hey, don’t look at evil, don’t listen to evil, don’t speak evil!

It's a pity that Zhen Zhu only had one hand, which covered her eyes, but couldn't cover her ears. He only heard King Yong groan twice, and then he poked his head out curiously, and parted the five fingers that originally covered his eyes, His big black eyes were exposed, which is hard to see!That woman!It's the overlord who is going to fight hard!Too tough!

No, no matter how tough she is, she still wants to save the prince, Zhen Zhu casually grabbed a blue and white porcelain and shouted, bold madman!While desperately running fast with her short legs, she pounced forward, and the vase in her hand hit the opponent's head accurately, and the woman's body softened, and she fell to the ground beside her, and then her face was revealed. King Yong's ashen face.

"My lord..." Zhen Zhu patted her hand with a smile, "You don't have to thank me." He turned around and looked down at the woman lying on the side self-righteously. Who is so bold? He stepped on the woman's arm With a hard kick, the woman's face was revealed, she was actually Nian's side concubine! ! !

——Father, the anniversary of your son's death will be next year today. Remember to burn paper for your son on time and at a fixed time. Don't forget it!

Zhen Zhu, who hunted for her death twice a day, deeply felt the malice from this world. 'Since it's Nian's side concubine, why isn't the name on the character displayed, Nima!I thought it was that maid, okay?Can you still have a good time! '