Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 405: Longyan Joy

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Zhang Mao raised a question.

He was really worried. At his age, most young people thought it was unreliable.

What's more, His Royal Highness has too much black history, so it is reasonable for him to think so!

Xiao Jing laughed, and said: "Obviously, the British Duke has little experience with writing, so it is understandable to have such doubts, but our family usually uses words and ink, and such writing is done in one go, and it is easy to understand. Are Xie Gong's handwriting and Xie Gong's running script imitated by ordinary people? Hehe... Unless Xie Gong wrote this with a knife on his neck, there is absolutely no possibility of forgery. Furthermore, with Mr. Xie's ability, if he was really coerced, and he casually left some foreshadowing in this memorandum, who would be able to tell?"

Xiao Jing said firmly: "So this memorandum is absolutely from Xie Gong's heart, there is absolutely no mistake."

"..." Zhang Mao's face was a little stiff, he felt like he had eaten a fly.

An eunuch, although he speaks sincerely, but what he means sounds very harsh. Doesn't he mean that he is a big bastard, has little education, and has little time to deal with words? This sentence about the surname Xiao, we often play with words, and the tone is really like a proud little rooster.

However, what Xiao Jing said was reasonable, so Zhang Mao had no choice but to say: "If that's the case, send it out immediately, and send this memorial to His Majesty sooner. It's a good thing. With Xie Gong's handwriting , it seems that...the inside is absolutely safe."

Speaking of this, Zhang Mao rubbed his hands excitedly, and then shouted: "Come here."

Immediately, a small school hurried in from outside, Zhang Mao handed the memorial to the small school and said: "Send it to the Secretary of General Administration urgently, there must be no mistake!"

"As ordered."

In the big tent, the atmosphere suddenly became active, and everyone felt that their shoulders were a little lighter.

It's okay...it's fine.

Once something happens, it will be bad.

Zhang Mao beamed with joy and said: "Okay, that's great..."

Mu Bin has been watching everything with cold eyes, almost like a transparent person, he has never opened his mouth.

But Xiao Jing thought for a while, and said: "No, people chase it back."

"What?" Zhang Mao was taken aback.

Xiao Jing hastily gave instructions, and after a while, the captain who was about to send out the urgent report sent the memorial back to Xiao Jing!

Xiao Jing said with a straight face: "Your Majesty is anxiously waiting for the news. I don't know how anxious he is. He must have had trouble sleeping and eating these few days. Now that he has Xie Gong's handwritten letter, His Highness must be at ease. Let's think about it. It was ordered to welcome His Highness the Crown Prince, and now His Highness the Crown Prince is safe and well, it is not appropriate to stay here at this time, this memorial, let’s hurry up and send it back, please trouble the British Duke and Commander Mou to stay here for a few more days. The family must hurry back to the palace to announce the good news."

"..." Zhang Mao looked at Xiao Jing dumbfounded.

Xiao Jing didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore, he took the memorabilia, hurried out, and said in a drake voice: "Come on, prepare a fast horse, prepare the fastest horse..."

In the big tent, there was silence for a long time.

To be honest, Zhang Mao has seen such a shameless person many times. A dead eunuch should be like this. If something is good, he will be the first to rush forward. If it is not good, he will hide behind, but... like Xiao Jing So straightforward, but not many.

"Shameless." Zhang Mao couldn't help spitting.

Mou Bin, who had been quiet all this time, smiled now.

Zhang Mao had a bad temper, so he stared at him and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Mou Bin said lightly: "Eunuch Xiao is not shameless, Eunuch Xiao just understands better than anyone else, who is his master, and there is only one master, and that is His Majesty, if there is more, then His Majesty is also half, so in In front of them, Eunuch Xiao needs hypocrisy, honesty, a smiley face forever, and hiding all his thoughts in his heart. But..."

Mou Bin paused, then continued concisely and powerfully: "But for other people, he doesn't care about anything, he doesn't care what we think of him, he doesn't care what others say about him, he doesn't care, it's not because he's not good at dealing with people, It's because...he knows how we treat him, it doesn't matter, he doesn't have to spend his mind on you and me at all, to create the so-called honesty and honesty, and naturally he doesn't have to be humble."

"This is the case with disabled people!" Zhang Mao couldn't help feeling.

Mou Bin pursed his lips and nodded approvingly. He was different from Xiao Jing, and he still had to talk about the world, because he was not alone in this world. He had relatives and friends, and he would have children and grandchildren. Will be willing to provoke any right and wrong and invisible disasters to your family.

But Xiao Jing is different, he only needs to not be bored by His Majesty and the Crown Prince in this life. After his death, who cares about the flood?

…………………

It can be said that Xiao Jing was running fast, running even faster than ordinary fast horses, almost traveling day and night, without stopping at all.

After two days, he arrived in the capital, his whole body seemed to have lost weight, with a tired and weak face.

But even when he got here, he didn't take a short rest, and went straight back to the palace. He didn't even change his dusty clothes. When he arrived in the palace, he asked and found out that His Majesty was in the Nuan Pavilion!

So he hurried to the Nuan Pavilion, took a deep breath, stepped into the Nuan Pavilion, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

There was a reason for this messy appearance, it was done on purpose.

For that.

In the warm pavilion.

Emperor Hongzhi was discussing with Liu Jian and Li Dongyang.

Emperor Hongzhi was extremely anxious, but the more he was idle, the more chaotic his heart became. Because of this, he urgently needed to find something to do.

Dibeng is a natural disaster, and Emperor Hongzhi had to pay special attention to it. He was listening to Liu Jian's report: "In the eleventh year of Hongzhi, the chief envoy of Sichuan also suffered from dibeng. It was smaller, the number of collapsed houses was only a thousand, but the casualties were huge. In the yellow book, there were more than 7,000 people. After the collapse, the mountains and rivers shifted, the rivers changed course, and the loss was too long, the loss was terrible, it was beyond the reach of manpower, it was really... eh..."

Emperor Hongzhi was even more worried when he heard this. If so, wouldn't the casualties in Lingqiu County be even more serious? Not to mention those poor people, the prince and the people from Xishan Academy...

Xiao Jing's "Your Majesty" just interrupted Emperor Hongzhi's thoughts.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes and saw Xiao Jing.

He thumped in his heart, and looked at Xiao Jing's exhausted and dusty appearance again, his heart felt even more blocked, he tried his best to suppress the worry, and asked, "How did you come back?"

Xiao Jingdao: "Your Majesty, here is a memorial to Xie Gong. The servant feels that the matter is very important, so I specially sent it here."

Xie Qian...

Xiao Jing played a trick, he deliberately skipped the details of the memorials he had read, so as not to stain himself in time.

Emperor Hongzhi's expression changed.

Xie Qian, finally came to report.

I think about it day and night, waiting for this report.

Both Liu Jian and Li Dongyang stood up, obviously excited.

"Read!" Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath. He didn't dare to read the memorial in person. He put his hands on his knees and couldn't help trembling.

"yes."

Xiao Jing got up and unfolded the report: "The minister Xie Qian said: I entered Lingqiu County under the order, in the name of disaster relief and arresting thieves, in the name of looking for His Highness the Crown Prince...

Emperor Hongzhi seemed anxious, he hoped that Xiao Jing would tell the result quickly, but he didn't dare to listen anymore, for fear of hearing something terrible.

Liu Jian also had a sullen face, his hands clenched into fists, and his palms were already wet.

At this moment, the air seemed to have frozen.

Xiao Jing continued: "Because of His Highness's safety, the ministers and officials will follow dozens of people, rashly enter the mountain, and reach the Lingqiu, but there is no sign of disaster..."

"What is not seeing the disaster?" Liu Jian felt unbelievable, the ground collapsed, how could he not see the natural disaster?

Xiao Jing ignored him, and continued to read: "Everywhere we passed was orderly, and countless victims of disasters built new camps. Although there was a shortage of food in the camps, they barely had food and clothing. The minister was terrified, and finally saw His Royal Highness..."

Meet the prince!

Liu Jian couldn't help but exclaimed, "Okay."

Emperor Hongzhi's face was stiff, and his spirit was tense for many days. He missed that guy all day long. Even when Emperor Hongzhi was tossing and turning, he was always thinking that he was too harsh on that kid in the past. With such a heart to hope that his son will become a dragon, this kid has been a little rebellious since he was a child. This is his nature, and his nature cannot be violated.

Finally, Emperor Hongzhi began to blame himself. If this kid comes back, he will never force him to do anything. He must treat him well and not beat or scold him. This is all my own fault. It is the fault of the father if the son does not teach.

But even though countless feelings of self-blame and shame poured into his heart, Emperor Hongzhi had to hold on, because the palace was already in chaos, especially the Kunning Palace, he had to be stronger than Queen Zhang. So...Although there are extreme worries and guilt, they can only be buried in the bottom of my heart.

And that sentence finally sees His Royal Highness...

All of a sudden...

This wave of emotion immediately dissipated without a trace.

alive...

He is still alive.

First ecstasy, elation.

Then, an uncontrollable anger welled up in his heart for no reason. Emperor Hongzhi almost jumped up suddenly, gnashing his teeth and said: "This bastard, he is still alive, such a villain, so absurd, if he comes back If I don't beat him to death, I won't be named Zhu!"

"..."

Liu Jian and the others were relieved, and couldn't help crying, but it was very strange, although His Majesty kept saying that he would kill the prince, as an old minister, he should come out and say a few words, such as calm down your majesty, the prince is just young and ignorant.

But now...he had a strange thought, he couldn't help applauding in his heart, he played well, if he didn't fight again, he would go to the house to expose the tile.

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