Chapter 119 Zhu Jinghong and the generals

Let's say that Xue Pan's hanging heart dropped after he left the palace.

The matter was urgent, and he didn't dare to delay at all, so he immediately got on his horse and rushed to the mansion with his personal entourage.

All the way back to the mansion, Xue Pan found the most trusted stewards and asked them to handle the matter immediately.

Although Xue Pan had personally participated in discussing business with Westerners, he was still not as familiar with the people below who would implement it.

"I heard it clearly, you must find someone with good skills. You will bring it to Master Thirteen!"

"If you mess up the errand, watch your head!"

After hearing this, several managers of the Xue family dare not ignore it, and they all expressed that they would do their best.

After these people left, Xue Pan went to see his mother and told her what happened in the palace.

"Master Thirteen told me that my sister can stand for election. He just said hello, so our family doesn't have to worry!"

Although Aunt Xue was happy, she realized something was wrong and asked, "Then why didn't you mention filling the vacancy?"

"Uh... my son forgot!"

"Forgot? You can forget this?" Aunt Xue suddenly became furious and wished she could ask a monk to come again.

At this time, Baochai tried to persuade her: "Mom... it's not a bad thing after all. Why do you blame my elder brother?"

"Now that my son has solved one of the two major events in Beijing, it's okay if the mother doesn't praise her, so why bother to blame her son!" Xue Pan looked a little aggrieved.

The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more. Aunt Xue can only say: "You must do the errand assigned by the Thirteenth Master!"

Xue Pan replied: "Mom, don't worry, my son will be watching this matter in person to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

The three of them talked for a while, and then Xue Pan took his personal entourage and left home. He wanted to personally participate in this matter.

After confirming that she would not leave today, Aunt Xue ordered the slaves to return to their places. The packed luggage was also moved out of the car, waiting to be taken out next time.

After chatting with her mother for a while, Xue Baochai returned to her boudoir, where two personal maids were sitting at the table playing chess.

"Girl, are you leaving?" Ying'er stood up and came out.

Xue Baochai replied: "We will leave in a few days and leave our luggage first!"

"Yes!"

At this time Wen Xing brought tea over and asked: "Girl, where will we stay when we go to the capital?"

Sitting on the chair, Xue Baochai slowly replied: "The old house in Beijing has not been repaired for a long time and cannot be inhabited for the time being. My mother's intention...is to go to my aunt's house first!"

"Is this the Rongguo Duke's Mansion in the capital? I heard that their family is extremely wealthy, so now you can go and broaden your horizons!"

Wen Xing is full of joy. She retains her innocence at a young age and is full of expectations for the new environment.

Ying'er glanced at her and then scolded: "You little hooves, I think you should stay in the house. You look like you have never seen the world. If you go, won't people look down on our family!"
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"How can I?"

"Yes, but you still don't admit it!"

The two girls got into a fight, and Xue Baochai had to suppress it and let them do their own thing.

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The sun was gradually setting in the west, and Zhu Jinghong was not idle either. He was practicing archery on the school field.

It has been more than ten days since the victory of the war, and the message of reward has arrived at Jinling.

Some people have been promoted to official ranks, some have received favors, soldiers have received rewards, and soldiers who have died in battle will receive pensions.

All the aftermath matters are in order under the auspices of the imperial envoy, and all parties are very satisfied.

According to the emperor's will, the prince will leave for Beijing in two days, and Zhu Jinghong will return with him.

So today, a celebration banquet will be held in the palace, and the prince will reward civil and military officials on behalf of the emperor.

Zhu Jinghong was aiming at the target when he heard the guard behind him remind him: "Master Thirteen, someone is coming!"

"Who's coming?"

"It seems... from Jinling Dusi!"

After shooting an arrow and hitting the target, Zhu Jinghong nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and looked at the person coming.

"Thirteenth Master, I haven't seen you anywhere, I guess you are here!"

The one who spoke was Wang Quanyi, the commander of the Jinling capital. Behind him were a group of Jinling military attachés, including Lu Yuxin's father.

Zhu Jinghong said with a smile on his face: "You are here early, there is still more than an hour left for the celebration party!"

Kong Jinshan replied: "I didn't dare to miss the time, so I arrived early!"

With the big boss of Dusi here, the rest of the commanders, commanders, and officials couldn't say anything at all at the moment.

Surrounded by everyone, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "I arrived early, so I should go talk to the prince. What's the point of coming here to look for me?"

Wang Quanyi said helplessly: "There are so many people over there, and the ministers and others can't squeeze in, and they are looked down upon for no reason, so... it's better not to bring trouble on yourself!"

For today's celebration banquet, officials from various prefectures and counties in Jinling have been preparing early in the morning, and many arrived three or four days in advance.

In the past, they did not cooperate with the prince on his errands because the settlement of accounts affected their black gauze hats. Now that the Japanese campaign has been victorious, they are flocking over, also because of the black gauze hats on their heads.

Zhu Jingyuan is the eldest son of the emperor and the prince of the country with a gentle personality. How could these officials not show up?

There are at least hundreds of civil servants who have arrived at the scene. They themselves are not enough to "share" the prince, so how can they give a bunch of people a chance to meet the prince.

The civil servants arranged the ridicule, which made a group of military generals feel resentful and left directly because they did not want to be insulted.

So they came to the school grounds and found Zhu Jinghong, a prince with a similar temperament.

"Such arrogant scholars are so arrogant and self-righteous, you noble men...why bother with them!"

Sitting on the chair and taking the tea from Zhang Lin, Zhu Jinghong said again: "They always talk about governing the country and bringing peace to the world, thinking that they can do anything after reading some books!"

"Let me tell you... they may be useful in running the country, but we can't rely on warriors like us to bring peace to the world!"

These words relieved people's anger, and everyone had a better impression of Zhu Jinghong.

At this time, a commander said: "Master Thirteen is right, we don't care about them..."

Then someone else said: "The eradication of Japanese pirates is a battle we fight at the risk of our own lives, but those people surround the prince to express their merits, and they are quite thick-skinned..."

Everyone was noisy, and Zhu Jinghong was tired of hearing it, so he immediately raised his voice: "Okay..."

With just one word, all the generals immediately fell silent, which shows Zhu Jinghong's majesty.

Zhu Jinghong clasped his fists and bowed in vain, and then said: "Whether merit is good or not, my emperor will have his own judgment in the light of the candle... No one can drown out the real merits with a few words of flattery!"

Kong Jinshan was the first to echo: "What Thirteenth Master said is that the Holy One is wise and wise, how could he be deceived by those people!"

For a time, everyone praised the emperor for his sage and his appearance of a good general and a wise minister. It seemed that the prince was surrounded by treacherous and sycophantic people.

There were all martial artists present, and this was a school ground. After everyone chatted for a while, they began to compete in martial arts.

Everyone has been in the military for generations, and although they have reached high-ranking positions in the guards, they have not left behind the skills they have practiced since childhood, and they are quite impressive when practicing.

Maybe I have something to do, time flies by quickly, and the sun sets in a blink of an eye.

"Thirteenth Master, there is a banquet ahead, and the Crown Prince has sent someone to invite it!"
Chapter completed!