A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Before it was dawn, Jiuzhu and King Chen took a carriage full of gift boxes and went out of the gate of the palace.

In the morning mist, there were already many breakfast stalls set up, scholars who were rushing to the school, and some officials and clerks, sitting by the stalls eating breakfast.

Some people have become regular customers, and they tell the stall owner from time to time that the smell of steamed buns wafts far, far away.

King Chen and Jiuzhu touched their stomachs. In order to go out earlier, they didn't even have time to eat the morning meal.

"His Royal Highness, shall we go home after breakfast?" Jiuzhu lifted the curtains of the car and glanced at Dabai Baozi.

"No, I'm not hungry right now. After seeing my father-in-law and mother-in-law, I will have enough time to eat the morning meal." King Chen swallowed. Use that image to meet Jiuzhu's mother's family: "I'll ask Yang Yiduo to buy you some food."

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu stared at King Chen carefully for several times: "Aren't you... nervous?"

"Nervous?" King Chen straightened his back: "How can I be nervous? I'm the kind of person who gets nervous?"

"Master Ming."

Outside the carriage, someone called for a statement, and King Chen hurriedly stuck his head out. Known as Lord Ming, he is a rank seven petty official. Seeing that it wasn't Jiuzhu's family, King Chen shrank his head back again.

The two officials who greeted each other were startled when they found a head popping out of the window of the luxury carriage.

 The two officials looked at each other blankly at the head that quickly protruded out and quickly retracted. The higher official said, "The head just now... looks a little familiar."

The adult surnamed Ming was even more at a loss: "Isn't this a luxury carriage for royal family members?"

The two were in a state of confusion when they saw a few gorgeously dressed young boys riding on tall horses, followed by a long line of servants carrying burdens, each of which was tied with red silk.

"Which son is this going to hire?"

"What are you hiring? Several descendants of the royal family paid for themselves, bought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and sent the rare book to Hongwen College."

"Our son said that he has a bad brain since he was a child, and he can't read. But he still admires scholars. Hongwen College is a college established by His Majesty. It recruits students from all over the world.

"It's a coincidence that my son said the same thing. In order to find these isolated copies, my son sent people to travel all over the nearby prefectures and counties."

"Reading is good. Not only does it have a lot of knowledge, but it also benefits the country and the people. Our son also buys new clothes for the four seasons for every poor student in the college."

In the morning, there were many officials on duty in the Sixth Department. They were a little puzzled when they heard that a few royal dudes had bought a lot of things to send to Hongwen College.

"If I remember correctly, those few people are famous dudes in the royal family?"

Those who can still stay in the capital as idle clans now are all subordinates of the Yun clan who have no ability and no courage. Because of their ability and courage, they were implicated in the fight for the throne as early as the last years of Xian De.

"You remember correctly, it's the royal dudes who often follow King Chen and fight cocks and crickets."

"No wonder the book I wanted to buy a few days ago didn't get it. It turned out to be bought by them."

Even these royal dudes sent things to Hongwen Academy. Your Majesty really cares about this academy.

A few royal dudes beat gongs and drums to rush to Hongwen College. At the entrance of Hongwen College, a struggle between the blood of the royal branch and the poor students was about to break out.

The reason was that a poor student was walking in a hurry and accidentally stepped on the shoes of a royal sidekick. The student apologized repeatedly, but the royal sidekick was unrelenting. Sent to the yamen.

Dacheng has a rule that if a scholar is taken to the yamen and finally found guilty, he will not be allowed to participate in the imperial examination for ten years.

"Quickly kneel down and lick your shoes, and give you time to think about a stick of incense, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, it's a fart!" He suddenly flew behind him and kicked him to the ground: "What kind of thing are you, dare to speak nonsense at the entrance of the Hongwen Academy built by His Majesty?"

After kicking the person, the royal dude took care of his outer robes and bowed his hands: "Let's see you all, in Xiayun Qirong, he used to be the companion next to His Royal Highness King Chen, and is currently the royal cavalry guard. Today, I want to The academy donated some isolated copies of books."

"Who kicked..."

Yun Qirong stepped on the man's head, preventing him from continuing to speak: "This kind of person who claims to be from the royal bloodline is actually an idle person who can't fight with the royal family. You don't need to put his Take the nonsense to heart, and leave everything to us to deal with it.”

The impoverished students who were trembling with anger stared blankly at this scene, and the little servants who were carrying the burden were speechless for a long time.

"Come on, let's go into the academy and talk slowly." Yun Qirong let go of his feet and stretched out his arms to embrace the impoverished student: "A few of our brothers, listen to His Royal Highness King Chen talk about the diligent and studious students. The story moved me to tears, but unfortunately we are stupid, can’t read books, and want to do something for the college, so we bought these things.”

"Will you all dislike our lack of knowledge?" Yun Qirong sighed bitterly: "It's just that we were ignorant when we were young and wasted a lot of good time, and now we can only envy you for your wealth of knowledge and outstanding literary talent."

Being praised by these brocade-clothed sons, the students from the poor family immediately blushed, and even said that they didn't dislike Yunyun, so they reluctantly persuaded these aristocrats who didn't study hard when they were young and were "sad"

children.

"Young Master just said that His Royal Highness King Chen?"

"Yes." Yun Qirong nodded: "If King Chen didn't mention it, how would we, the despised royal dudes, know how diligent and progressive you are in your studies?"

"You all have the heart to learn, how can you be a dude."

"Hey, it's hard to say a word." Yun Qirong had a somewhat "I have difficulties" expression on his face: "We will be very happy if you don't dislike the books and ink, paper and inkstones we sent."

The humble students looked at these sincere, enthusiastic and hearty descendants of the royal clan, and their pure hearts unknowingly shifted.

His Royal Highness King Chen is so good, these clan children who have made good friends with His Royal Highness King Chen are so good, how could anyone say that they are scumbags?

Even asking for their own pockets to send them these rare and ancient books, they are afraid that they will dislike them. It can be seen that how many grievances and misunderstandings have been suffered in daily life?

This must be some villain's conspiracy, a conspiracy against His Royal Highness King Chen!

The moment Jiu Zhu took King Chen into the gate of Ming's house, the hot gazes from all over the Ming family all came to him.

"The youngest son-in-law pays respects to the father-in-law and the mother-in-law." King Chen bravely walked up to the Ming family, saluting like the son-in-law of an ordinary family.

"Meet the uncle, the two uncles."

"Meet Your Highness." The Ming family did not expect that King Chen would bring their daughter back early in the morning, and they were excited and rational: "Meet the princess..."

"Father, mother." Jiuzhu quickly stepped forward to hold their hands, preventing them from bowing down: "Daughter doesn't care about the rules outside, but we are at home at the moment, we are a family, those rules outside should not be used. here."

"Jiuzhu is right, etiquette is for outsiders to see." King Chen said cheekily: "There are no outsiders here, do you need to obey?"

"Third brother, what the lord said makes sense." Ming Jinghai was the first to speak: "Our family is reunited, and we sit in the room and talk."

"Mother, have you had breakfast yet?"

"not yet……"

"Then hurry up, let's eat together." Jiuzhu sat on the stool: "In order to get home early, His Highness and I didn't even eat breakfast, and our stomachs are almost flat."

Shen Ying looked at her daughter who was coquettish to her, and she was a little lost in a trance. It was as if her daughter had never been married. She just went out for two days and returned to her side.

"Okay, okay, I'll let the servants bring breakfast." Shen Ying returned to God, the joy on her face was barely concealed, and anyone could see her happiness.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing Jiuzhu back." Ming Jingzhou knew in his heart that it was not easy for King Chen, who lived in the palace, to bring his daughter out of the palace back to her parents' home.

"Father-in-law is very kind, Jiuzhu's mother's house is my mother's house..." King Chen almost bit the tip of his tongue: "What this king means is that Jiuzhu's house is also my home. I go back to my own home with her, yes If my father-in-law opens his mouth to thank me for something that is right and proper, it would be too outlandish."

Bah, Yun Duqing, where did your brain go when you were talking?

What's your maiden's family, you are an elder? Man, where did your maiden's family come from?

Ming Jingzhou pretended not to hear King Chen's slip of the tongue. He gave King Chen a concentrated look, as if he was judging whether his words were sincere or fake, and after a while, he said: "Thanks to Your Highness for not abandoning, the Ming family will be Your Highness in the future. A second home."

After he finished speaking, he took out a red envelope from his sleeve. He didn't know how much denomination was in it, but his hand holding the red envelope was a little trembling.

"According to the folk rules, when the son-in-law comes to the door after the first marriage, the parents of the parents will give him a greeting." Ming Jingzhou put the red seal in the hands of King Chen: "The Ming family is cold, and please ask the son-in-law not to be too small."

"Having a father-in-law's heart for his son-in-law, even a copper plate is precious." King Chen tucked the red seal into his sleeve contentedly.

The father-in-law gave him a red seal, indicating that he was satisfied with his son-in-law.

If the father-in-law is satisfied, Ming Xiaozhu will be happy, and there will be no conflicts between their husband and wife because of their parents' family. What a good thing.

"Cough." Ming Jinghai took out a purse and handed it to King Chen: "I didn't know that His Highness would come, but I came out in a hurry, and I didn't prepare a red seal. Please accept this purse, Your Highness."

Ming Jiyuan also gave King Chen a red seal, and his eyes became much gentler.

Ming Cunfu touched the purse that was not full at his waist, and took it down through gritted teeth.

As a cousin, you must not embarrass your sister at a critical moment.

Isn't it just a purse for the newcomer, he gave it!

Jiuzhu went to the elders to give His Royal Highness a red seal, and went in a hurry, stretched out her hand: "Where is mine?"

"His Royal Highness's marriage to you means that we have half a son in our family." Ming Jingzhou turned his head away from his daughter's open palm: "You are our daughter, and there is no rule to give you a red seal."

"Oh." Jiuzhu's hand dropped.

No wonder there is such a saying in the capital, I only see new people? I don't hear old people cry.

King Chen whispered in her ear: "It's okay, mine is yours. We will go back later, half of us will be alone."

"But if Daddy also gives me one, we will have two." Jiuzhu also whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, the date of your penalty has not yet passed."

Ming Jingzhou's ears moved, and Ming Jinghai changed his sitting position.

Ming family members are born with sharp ears and eyesight, so it is easy to hear the whispers of others.

"Jiuzhu," Ming Jiyuan couldn't help but say, "You..."

Jiuzhu looked up at him eagerly.

Looking at the little eyes of his sister's expectation, Ming Jiyuan's remaining words will be

Can't say it either.

"Take it." Ming Jiyuan took out another red envelope from his sleeve.

Take your poor brother's money and support your highness.