The Zhen Family Brothers in the Red Chamber

From then on, Zhen Zhu lived the days of going to Wu Sidao's place to attend lectures in the morning, and then being tormented by the second elder brother's various pranks, and watching the memorial with King Yong in the afternoon.He finished his homework for the day again, and after the brush was taken over by the diligent Song Zhaoyong, he rubbed his wrist and looked up at King Yong next door.

The desk is very big, and it's no problem for two people to work on it. King Yong's profile is very handsome, his eyebrows are straight and slanted into the temples, his nose is high, and his thin lips are always pursed unconsciously.Zhen Zhu held her face in one hand, and it was only when Song Zhaoyong stretched out his hand to pull out the paper that he came back to his senses. He rubbed his cheek in embarrassment, sat up straight and raised his hand to prevent himself from pressing the paper, watching Song Zhaoyong tidy up. over.

"Young master, the kitchen brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Sister Ran Hong told me to let you eat it while it's hot." Song Zhaoyong was talking, and was about to pick up the basket when he saw a silent attendant standing beside him had already picked it up. When the basket was delivered, Song Zhaoyong turned his head and saw that not only his family was already sitting and waiting to eat, but King Yong behind him also looked at it with interest, and stretched out his hand to push the memorial in front of him.

Zhen Zhu waited for Song Zhaoyong to bring out the bowl, and found that her servant seemed a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" He gave Song Zhaoyong a strange look, and suddenly felt a heat on his head.

"This king is also a little hungry, so I ordered the kitchen to bring another bowl." King Yong said, and then stretched out his hand to hold Zhen Zhu in his arms, glanced at Song Zhaoyong, and frowned displeasedly: "I haven't brought it yet." ?”

Zong Zhaoyong took out the bowl from the basket with trembling hands, and then carefully took two steps forward. Because of the trembling, the lid of the bowl made a crisp sound when it hit the edge of the bowl. Put it in front of King Yong, then knelt down: "Master please use it slowly."

"En." King Yong replied casually, and focused his attention on the small lamp in front of him, lifted the lid, and a fresh fragrance came out.

Zhen Zhu instantly felt that her mouth was full of saliva, and her stomach grunted unconsciously. He looked at King Yong's strong hand, holding the small white jade spoon firmly. Since the prince has spoken, it must be He himself ate first, of course Zhen Zhu also imagined that King Yong was a person who respected the old and loved the young, so he could eat before King Yong!

Zhen Zhu carefully studied the fine pattern on the bowl, it should be a lotus on it, and it was also inlaid with gold, just this bowl, if she was greedy for ink and sold outside the house, it would be enough for an ordinary family to support three generations of ancestors.

"Open your mouth." King Yong frowned, looking at Zhen Zhu who was not even paying attention to eating, and ordered.

Zhen Zhu was in a daze at first, but suddenly felt that the tip of her tongue was hot, and then it melted into her mouth. She couldn't help admiring, and her growling stomach was also soothed. He looked up at King Yong, expressing his admiration, Then wait for the second bite.

——It turns out that King Yong is really a good man!Really understand them these juniors!nice!

He kept praising King Yong in his stomach, waiting for the second spoonful to fall into his belly, but he took the spoon and slowly came out of the bowl, passed up his chin, up his mouth, up over his mouth forehead!It fell into King Yong's own mouth!

King Yong swallowed it in one gulp, and then asked for a spoonful to feed Zhen Zhu. The two of you shared a bowl of sweet rice with each other. bowl.Zhen Zhu was already half full, and was about to refuse, but realized that this time there was no part for him at all, so King Yong drank it all at once with the bowl in his hand, then took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, looked at Zhen Zhu seriously and said : "It's time to eat later, you can't eat too much, remember?"

He completely treated Zhen Zhu like a child, and Zhen Zhu couldn't say whether it was good or bad, but he nodded obediently, then climbed down by himself, sat aside to review today's homework, and then previewed tomorrow's recitation.

If a famous teacher knows but does not know how to work hard, this person is absolutely hopeless, and Zhen Zhu is naturally not a hopeless person, so he seized the opportunity to take himself a step further.

King Yong ordered people to sort out the batch number booklet, and then took the regulations he had written and stuffed them into his sleeves, got up and left.There was nearly an hour before dinner, and he was about to enter the palace.

The sedan chair passed through the Qinde Palace, and he met his Seventh Emperor's younger brother head-on. He saw that the other party was surrounded by several civil servants, and he walked out surrounded by people without taking a sedan chair.

The Seven Sage King glanced at the sedan chair, stepped forward and knocked on the outer eaves of the sedan chair, and waited for an order from inside, and the sedan chair stopped. Brother Sihuang sat upright, his back seemed to be tense, and he slowly turned his head to look at himself.

"Fourth brother is doing well recently, I haven't seen fourth brother for quite some time." Seven Sage King has a good appearance, his face looks like he is smiling even when he is not smiling on weekdays, his slightly raised eyes are like his identity The lowly biological mother, many noble daughters of the Hou family fell in love with him, clamoring that even the side concubine should marry into the Seven Sages Palace. In the end, it was Wang An's granddaughter, Rong An Gege, who won in the end.

"Seventh brother is well." King Yong didn't answer his words, but just glanced at Queen Qixian and the scenery outside.

"Fourth Brother is going to find the Holy One? Father will be discussing matters in the council hall. The Yellow River flooded again. Fortunately, people in the disaster area have moved out, so there are no casualties." Seven Sage Kings finished speaking. He lowered the curtain and left with his officials, big and small.

The sedan chair was lifted up again, and King Yong's body was swaying non-stop following the movement of the bearers. Naturally, his seventh younger brother, who was full of scheming, would not just talk casually. But the disaster relief still needs to be done, not to mention that the money for repairing the dam was distributed last year. It is reasonable to say that at least there will be no floods this year, but there will be troubles.

Last year, the prince's disciples took bribes, and finally cut off a right arm by the holy majesty. Now Suoxiang is still in bed, and there is a flood this year. If something happens again under such circumstances, the prince may be really in danger .

King Yong curled his lips unconsciously, but when the sedan chair stopped, all the emotions on his face disappeared.

"I have seen the king."

"King Yong is auspicious."

"I have seen the prince." Along the way, all the officials bowed, and all the palace people knelt, waiting for him to reach the door of the meeting hall, and saw the personal eunuch who was serving the Holy Majesty standing outside the door, and saw Yong Wangman coming up to welcome him.

"Your Highness, Long Live has been waiting for a long time, you should go in quickly." He made a two between his fingers while speaking.

King Yong put one hand on the other's palm, and stepped into the door with one foot. The two people's intertwined hands and feet exchanged messages the size of fingernails in an instant, and no one standing beside them saw it.

After entering the door, the first thing I saw was Suo Xiang, who was said to be sick in bed, and then Ming Xiang, the eldest son who died. Duo looked over, but King Yong knelt down in front of the hall without looking sideways.

"Fourth, you're here. Last year you went directly to the disaster area. Now that Henan has reported that the embankment has burst again, you analyze it." The Holy Majesty sat on the top, and the one who came down once was the prince, and all the others beside him standing.

The prince seemed to be about to speak, but he was suspicious, so he didn't speak.

The eunuch took the memorial and handed it in front of King Yong. King Yong knelt down and kowtowed to the Holy One. Ming Xiang looked at and stroked his beard. Suo Xiang frowned slightly. , I don't know what he is thinking, but the saint is the most direct.

"Okay, you are the most polite among the brothers, but now the business is important, so don't pay attention to these things." The saint nodded approvingly while talking, and the prince's hands that were originally on his knees were squeezed tightly. , the saint glanced at it, shook his head, Suo Xiang saw it, Ming Xiang saw it, but the crown prince himself didn't see it.

King Yong stood up holding the memorial, and then slowly opened it. He could see clearly at a glance that it was an apology from the local government, but it was a request for food and funds from the imperial court. The description of the problem is vaguely visible.

After reading the scriptures, with his eyes lowered, he stretched out his hand and returned the scriptures to the palace servant standing beside him.

The sage took a sip from a bowl of tea while reaching out his hand, because the matter was urgent and the report was not delivered in time, and he got up just after half lunch, which would be a bit of a stretch.Since he came to the throne, the Yellow River has been flooded once every three years. He is really used to it. It's just that he paid attention to floods in the first place, but after more than ten years of flood control, he is now flooded one after another, which is really frustrating.

"Fourth, tell me." After drinking the tea, the sage ordered the people below to move chairs for the people in the room, and served refreshments.

"My minister once looked through the ancient scrolls. The river course was changed every hundred years, but it has been a hundred years since the previous dynasty. My minister thought that the contents of this book should be true." After King Yong finished speaking, he kept silent. The Holy One heard this. , so he waved helplessly for King Yong to sit aside.

In an instant, all the eyes of the people in the room were on King Yong. King Yong walked up to the prince very naturally, lifted up his robe and greeted the prince, and then sat on it himself.

The Holy Majesty nodded in satisfaction, and the face of the Prince who was wary of King Yong's face improved for the most part in an instant. He put on a smile unconsciously, nodded to King Yong, and waited for the time when he turned back to the saint again. , His face was full of seriousness and he said: "Father has done a lot for the common people in the world. The emperors of all dynasties are not as diligent as Father and love the people. Now this flood is really a natural disaster, and manpower is not enough."

After he finished speaking, many officials below greeted him, and the saint nodded: "So, you should leave first, and we will discuss it tomorrow morning." Then let everyone leave. Naturally, the crown prince left first, and King Yong followed. King Yong sent the prince out of the house, stood at the door and bowed his waist to send the prince respectfully, the prince left with Suo Pang and others majesticly, then King Yong straightened up and went into the conference hall again.

The sage above was drinking tea, and when he saw King Yong coming in, he moved away the maid who was about to bring tea, and then ordered the door to be closed.

"Tell me, what else do you have?" The sage felt that among several sons, the prince used to be the most lovable. After all, the prince was smart and insightful, and he was a good prince. But now he likes a direct minister like King Yong, because that It's a courtier, not a prince, and he won't think about letting him, the old emperor, abdicate and take the throne himself.

King Yong handed over his booklet, and then knelt down in front of the hall.

The sage opened the memorial, and after reading it back and forth, he smashed the paper on the ground: "These damn things!" He was furious or something, which probably described the emperor at this meeting. It fell and hit the ground, and the servants inside all knelt on the ground.

King Yong just lowered his head, without any expression on his face, so what if he was furious, as if such a prince was not raised by a saint, he snorted in his heart, and then his thoughts began to revolve around the things in his mansion He knew that Zhen Zhu was being bullied by his second son, but he couldn't take action. If he helped the first time, would he have to rely on himself every time in the future.

If that's the case, Zhen Zhu is destined to take over from his father's team as to how I will use him in the future. If he is useless, who should take care of Jiang Ning and other places.

So he could only cruelly let the young bird out of the nest and fly by itself.