[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Wan Mingzhi was worried, but Zhu Rong wasn't worried at all.

Even if these things behind his back are exposed, to the emperor, it is just that the most capable son stole a little money from the family because he wanted to buy something, which is fundamentally different from the incident of the eldest prince.

One is to borrow some money from his own family in a less bright way, and the other is to steal the money from the family and give it to outsiders for his own selfish desires.

It is clear at a glance who is more important and who is less important.

"Mr. Wan has been a little impetuous recently, you have to calm down." Zhu Rong picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Wan Mingzhi.

Wan Mingzhi expressed his sincere thanks.

Zhu Rong suddenly smiled meaningfully, and said coolly: "One is obviously half buried in the soil, but refuses to accept old age, and the other is a crooked sick child. Since they like to pretend to be father, kindness and filial piety, why don't we go together?" To play in front of Hades. Mr. Wan, do you think so?"

Like a bolt from the blue hitting Wan Mingzhi's head, he looked at Zhu Rong in shock, as if he saw some monster.

Zhu Rong didn't care about the impoliteness of his gaze, stood up and walked slowly around with his hands behind his back, and finally stopped in front of Wan Mingzhi: "As long as I ascend to the high position ahead of time, what worries you today, Mr. Woolen cloth?"

Killing one's father and mutilating brothers and sisters is a serious crime. Even if the second prince can succeed, such a new king would still make people terrified.However, the immediate problem is that the emperor may remove his head at any time.Wan Mingzhi only thought for a moment, and soon had an answer.

The most important thing at the moment is to save one's life, besides, the people of their faction have worked hard for so long, isn't it just to put the second prince on the throne?

Even if the process is disgraceful, no matter how vicious the second prince's methods are, it's a great thing for him to retire early and return home early in the future.

"The second prince is wise." Wan Mingzhi put away his astonishment, and thought about it seriously, "What is the second prince planning to do? Jin Yiwei only obeys the emperor's orders. As for the imperial guards, Commander Sun is very cunning and refused to join us in advance. For a while, I couldn't find his fault, and I couldn't handle him..."

There are two branches of the imperial guards in the capital. One is to protect the emperor personally, with 1 people, and the other has [-] people. Their daily work is to protect the safety of the palace. Commander Sun is the right leader of the second branch. All princes are treated equally, and he is only loyal to the emperor, so it is difficult to recruit.

"What are you doing to win him over? It's thankless." Zhu Rong smiled slightly, "Father is most afraid of death, and he will turn a blind eye if ministers ask for some filial piety. If you dare to bribe|bribe his guards Army? Hehe, then both of you are dead, he doesn't care who is right and who is wrong. The more people who are afraid of death, the more they would rather kill by mistake than let go of any potential danger."

"Then..." Wan Mingzhi began to worry.

For a long time, his way of fighting with the second prince was to do good deeds, show his talents, and make a name for himself. Relying on this trick, coupled with the selfless foil of that idiot Zhu You, many ministers secretly preferred the second prince. successor.

But now they are not discussing the normal way, but rebellion!

A rebellion needs an army and weapons. Even if the second prince has won the support of half of the courtiers, what use are these civil servants?Can you hold a knife or hold a sword?

Wan Mingzhi was anxious. Ever since the emperor took back the military power from General Huang more than ten years ago, he had held it firmly in his hands. Among the princes, only the eldest prince had a little contact with him at that time.

Alas, if I knew today, I should have worked hard to win over the people in the Ministry of War.

"If there is a shortcut, why bother to take a long way?" Zhu Rong said calmly with confidence, "As long as the father falls, once he is unable to manage political affairs, the ministers will naturally push the most capable prince to come out to take charge. Who am I?"

Wan Mingzhi's eyes lit up.

Rebellion is the most difficult way, but if it is only aimed at the emperor, whether it is food or clothing, no matter how many guards there are, there will always be a hundred secrets. You only need to let the emperor be bedridden. With the second prince's current support rate , now is the best time!

"The second prince is wise, I admire him."

……

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and Jia Yucun obviously won’t be able to make it back. Mrs. Song hugged her grandson and sighed in front of Baochai: “Every household is reuniting, and your master is not at home. It's boring."

Baochai had just finished handling the family affairs, and ordered the housekeeper to prepare the festival gifts in advance, even if he couldn't go out to be a guest, he still had to give the gift gifts that should be given.

"Why is it boring? Isn't Chao'er a bridesmaid?" Baochai enlightened her with a smile, "It's not that the master won't come back, maybe he will be home next month. Even if he is not here, let's make some moon cakes for others to give away." In the past, on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, we admired the same moon and ate the same pot of moon cakes, so we celebrated the festival together."

"That's a good idea." The old lady frowned, and her interest immediately became high. "Have you bought all the things that should be bought? Let the cook do it carefully, and then pick the best ones for your master, so that he won't think we are at home. I was so comfortable that I forgot about him."

"I bought the best flour, and bought a new batch of molds. I kept them and made them beautiful. They are both delicious and decent gifts."

The kitchen moved very quickly, quickly making the first batch of mooncakes, with golden skins and filled with red bean paste, rock sugar, black sesame seeds, nuts, egg yolks and ham.

A total of thirty small and round mooncakes were placed on the table. The old lady looked at Chao'er in her arms and teased him: "Oh, the mooncakes are ready, which one should I send to your father?"

In the past, the molds were all peony, rose and lucky characters. This year, carp, lotus and birthday peaches were newly added. The old lady couldn't help choosing and couldn't make a decision.

Baochai came over and took his son with his hand: "Mother's hands are sore from holding her? Give me a hug for a while, so Mother can take a rest."

In fact, the old lady didn't feel sore hands, this was her precious grandson, no amount of sourness would turn into sweetness, but Baochai was the child's mother, no matter how rare she cared about her grandson, she couldn't stop her from getting close to his mother.

The old lady carefully handed her grandson into Baochai's arms, then looked at the mooncakes, and asked Aunt Li, "Is that all?"

Aunt Li replied with a smile: "Not only that, there are more than 200 in the kitchen. If it is not enough, we will continue to do it later."

The old lady asked Baochai again: "Which houses do you plan to give and how many mooncakes do you need?"

There are only a few families who are relatively close to Jia's family, Xue's, Chen's and the fourth prince's residence, Baochai has already made plans, so she nodded: "It's all arranged, mother, don't worry."

In the past, when Jia Yucun was at home, he had arranged all these human relationships. Even if the old lady lived for decades, she never understood the tricks in it. Fortunately, Baochai took over, otherwise the old lady would be caught blind.

The old lady said with a smile: "From now on, you will be in charge of this family, you can just watch the arrangements."

Baochai nodded, this was her job, she couldn't refuse, and said with a smile: "I think mother can't pick out for a long time, so I might as well give the master a box of everything, even if I can't finish it, It’s also good to share some with colleagues.”

"You're right, it's not surprising that there are many people who are polite. Yuhuan, pick a box of everything, and put some small dishes at home, tidy them up together, and ask the housekeeper to send them out earlier."

Since she was going to send moon cakes to Jia Yucun, Baochai wrote another letter. This time she didn't give a portrait to her son, because there were too many family affairs to spare.

Four days later, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the package arrived. Jia Yucun shook his head and laughed when he received it: "There are also mooncakes here, just send one or two boxes. Why are you sending so many?"

Shuangshou answered with a smile at the side: "This is because the old lady and madam are thinking about you, master, and worrying about your suffering outside."

Jia Yucun smiled, his ears were very useful, and his heart was sweet.

He was not in a hurry to taste the mooncakes, he opened the letter first, and found that it was full of gossip and nothing important.

The letter was only one page, and it was read quickly. Jia Yucun couldn't believe it. He checked it several times, and even turned the envelope upside down. It was indeed gone.

He was a little disappointed that he didn't see the latest portrait of his son. After thinking about it, he realized that Baochai might not be free, so he took up a pen and wrote a reply letter, which was nothing more than asking Baochai and the old lady to pay attention to their health. Concerned about the words, after the ink is dry, I will hand it over to the boy to send it out.

Jia Yucun sorted out the received mooncakes, picked two boxes out of them, and delivered them to the third prince himself: "Third prince, these are some mooncakes sent by the family members of the lower officials. taste."

Where would Zhu Jing be short of mooncakes? Not to mention the filial piety of the county, the Prince's Mansion alone would send people over to deliver things every half a month.

However, this was also Jia Yucun's wish. Zhu Jing accepted it happily, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Jia, for your kindness. I just got some here too. Eunuch Chai, pretend to be some for Mr. Jia."

Jia Yucun thanked him, and when he returned to his residence, he only left two boxes, and distributed the rest to his colleagues.

……

This day, Mrs. Xue came to visit again.

She thanked Mrs. Song first: "Thank you, Mrs. Madam, for the Mid-Autumn Festival gift that someone sent me the day before yesterday. I also prepared some return gifts here, and delivered them to Mrs. Song myself."

The old lady Song said cheerfully: "You are too polite, just send someone here, it's hard for you to come here yourself."

Xue also laughed: "I'm not only here to give a gift, I also want to discuss with the old lady about one thing."

"What's the matter, you said."

"Baochai doesn't know about this yet." Mrs. Xue glanced at Baochai first, and then slowly said, "Two days ago, my wife from the other side of the family came from the south. Please be safe with her."

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that it was Xue Pan's mother-in-law who had come.

"I can't wait for my elders to come to see me, Baochai, you can go back to your mother's house when it's convenient for you to see me."

Baochai didn't think it was very strange, because Mrs. Xue had mentioned it to her before, but she didn't expect that the other party would leave in such a hurry, and she was not even at home for the Mid-Autumn Festival. After all, it was very hot to travel at this time.

If you leave after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather will be cooler, and you will save a lot of trouble along the way.