A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Before dawn, Jiuzhu and King Chen took a carriage filled with gift boxes and left the gate of the palace.

In the morning mist, many breakfast stalls have been set up, scholars rushing to the school, and some officials, sitting at the stalls, eating breakfast.

Some people have become regular customers, and from time to time they joked with the stall owner, and the smell of steamed buns floated far and wide.

Wang Chen and Jiuzhu touched their stomachs. In order to leave the house earlier, they didn't even have time to eat.

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

"No, I'm not hungry now. After I have seen my father-in-law and my mother-in-law, I will have time to use Chaoshi." Wang Chen swallowed. Most of the food outside was heavy. Even if he was hungry, he couldn't use that image to see him. Jiu Zhuniang's family: "I will ask Yang Yiduo to buy you some food."

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

"Nervous?" Chen Wang straightened up: "Joke, how can I be nervous, I am the kind of person who can be nervous?"

"Master Ming."

Outside the carriage, someone called a statement, and Wang Chen quickly poked his head out. The one who was called Master Ming was a small official of the seventh rank. Seeing that it was not Jiuzhu's family, Wang Chen retracted his head again.

The two officials who greeted each other were shocked when they noticed a head popped out of the window of the luxury carriage.

Looking at the head that came out quickly and retracted quickly, the two officials looked at each other blankly. The higher-ranking official said: "The head just now...looks a bit familiar."

The adult surnamed Ming was even more at a loss: "Isn't this a luxury carriage for the emperor's relatives?"

The two of them were in confusion, and saw several gorgeously dressed young boys riding on a tall horse, followed by a long string of young men carrying burdens, each of which was tied with red silk.

"Which son is this to hire?"

"What to hire, these descendants of the royal family paid out of their pockets, bought pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and sent them to Hongwen College."

"My son said, he has a bad brain since he was young, and he can't read books. But he still admires scholars. Hongwen Academy is an academy set up by your majesty and recruits students from all over the world. As a royal son, he must follow his majesty."

"It's a coincidence that my son said the same. In order to find these orphans, my son sent people to the nearby states and counties."

"It's good to study. 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 every poor student in the college."

In the morning, there were many officials who rushed to Liubu on duty. They heard that a few royal dudes bought a lot of things and sent them to Hongwen College, and they were a little confused.

"If I remember correctly, who are the famous dudes of the royal family?"

Those who are still able to stay in the capital as idle clan families now are those of the Yun clan who are incapable and courageous. Because of the courage and ability, they were implicated when they were fighting for the throne in Xiande's last year.

"You remember correctly, it's just those royal dudes who often follow the King Chen and fight **** and cricket."

"No wonder the book I wanted to buy a few days ago was not bought, it turned out to be bought by them."

Even these royal dudes send things to Hongwen Academy. It seems that His Majesty really values ​​this academy.

A few royal dudes beat the gongs and drums to rush to Hongwen College. At the gate of Hongwen College, a battle between the royal side bloodlines and the poor students was about to start.

The cause was that a poor student walked hurriedly and accidentally stepped on the shoes of an imperial boy. The student apologized again and again, but the imperial boy refused to forgive him. He had to lick his shoes clean with his tongue, or he would just lick the boy. Send it to the Yamen.

Dacheng has regulations. 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 my shoes, and give you time to consider a stick of incense, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, shit!" He suddenly flew behind him, kicking him to the ground: "What are you, dare you to speak out at the entrance of the Hongshuenyuan built by your majesty?"

After kicking the people, the royal dude took care of his outer robe, and said, "Let you all laughed, in Xia Yun Qirong, he was once the attendant next to His Royal Highness Chen, the current imperial cavalry guard. Today, I want to work for the academy. Donate some orphan books."

"Who kicked..."

Yun Qirong stepped on this person's head, not allowing him to continue to speak: "This kind of self-proclaimed royal bloodline, in fact, is an idle person who can't fight with the royal family very much. You don't need to take his Take the nonsense to your heart and let us handle everything."

The poor student, who was trembling with anger, watched this scene in a daze, and looked at the young men who were carrying the burden, and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Come and come, let's go into the college and say slowly." Yun Qirong let go of his feet, and reached out to embrace the poor student who was making things difficult: "We brothers, I heard His Royal Highness King Chen said that all the students are diligent and eager to learn. The story, moved to tears, but unfortunately our brains are stupid, can't read books, and want to do something for the college, so we bought these things."

"Do you think we are not knowledgeable enough?" Yun Qirong sighed bitterly: "The blame is that we were not sensible when we were young, and we wereted a lot of good times. Now we can only envy you for your wealth of knowledge and excellent literary talent."

After being praised by these young men in Jinyi, the poor students immediately became red-faced, and they didn't even dislike so much. Only then did they reluctantly persuade these noble children who were "sad" because they didn't study well in their youth.

"The son just said that His Royal Highness Chen Wang?"

"That's right." Yun Qirong nodded: "If it weren't for King Chen mentioned, how do we despised royal dudes, how do you know how hard you are in your studies?"

"You all have a heart to learn, so how can you be a dude?"

"Oh, it's hard to say in one word." A somewhat "I have troubles" expression on Yun Qirong's face: "If you don't dislike the books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone we sent, we will be very happy."

Looking at these sincere smiles, the enthusiastic and hearty imperial clansmen, the simple hearts of the poor students unconsciously shifted.

His Royal Highness is so good, and these clan children who have been friends with His Royal Highness are so good, how can anyone say that they are dudes?

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

This must be a conspiracy of some wicked people, a conspiracy against His Royal Highness Chen Wang!

The moment Jiuzhu took Chen Wang into the gate of the Ming family, the scorching eyes of the Ming family all cast over.

"My son-in-law pays homage to my father-in-law, my mother-in-law." Wang Chen bit his head and walked to the Ming family, and saluted like ordinary son-in-laws.

"Meet the uncle, two uncles."

"Farewell to your Royal Highness." The Ming family did not expect that Wang Chen would bring her daughter back early in the morning, but the excitement was surviving with reason: "Meet the princess..."

"Father, mother." Jiuzhu quickly stepped forward and held their hands, not allowing them to worship: "Daughter does not matter what the outside rules are, but we are at home at the moment, a family. Those outside rules should not be used. Here."

"Jiuzhu is right. The etiquette is done for outsiders." Wang Chen said with a shame: "There are no outsiders here, why do you need to be respectful?"

"The third brother, the prince also makes sense." Ming Jinghai took the lead: "Our family is reunited, and we sit in the house and say."

"Mother, have you eaten breakfast?"

"not yet……"

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

Shen Ying looked at her daughter who had acted like a baby to herself, and she was in a daze. It seemed that her daughter had never been married. She just went out for two days and returned to her.

"Well, well, I'll let the servants bring breakfast." Shen Ying recovered, the joy on her face was barely concealed, and no one could see her happiness.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing Jiuzhu back." Ming Jingzhou knew in his heart how difficult it is for the King Chen who lives in the palace to take his daughter out of the palace and return to her natal home.

"My father-in-law is polite, Jiuzhu's family is my family..." Wang Chen almost bit his tongue: "This king means that Jiuzhu's home is also my home. I will go back to my home with her, yes It’s a matter of course that if my father-in-law were to thank me, it would be too far-fetched."

Bah, Yun Duqing, where did your mind go when you talked?

What kind of family, you a big man, where's your family?

Ming Jingzhou pretended not to hear Wang Chen’s slip of the tongue. He glanced at Wang Chen intently, as if he was judging whether his words were true or false. After a while, he smiled: "Your Majesty will not give up, and Ming will be your Royal Highness in the future. The second home."

After speaking, he took out a red seal from his sleeve. I don't know what denomination was in it, but his hand holding the red seal was a little trembling.

"According to the folk rules, when the son-in-law comes home for the first time after marriage, the parents of the mother-in-law are to give a meeting ceremony." Ming Jingzhou put the red seal in the hands of the king: "The Ming family is cold, and please don't be too young."

"Father-in-law's intention to treat his son-in-law is precious, even if it is a copper plate." Wang Chen contentedly stuffed the red seal into his sleeve.

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 is happy, and there will be no conflicts between the husband and wife because of their natal family. What a good thing.

"Ahem." Ming Jinghai directly took out a purse and handed it to King Chen: "I didn't know that His Royal Highness would come, but he was out in a hurry. He didn't prepare a red seal. Please accept this purse."

Ming Jiyuan also gave Wang Chen a red seal, and the expression in his eyes became milder.

Ming Cunfu touched the shabby purse on his waist, gritted his teeth and took it off.

As a cousin, you must never shame your sister at critical moments.

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

Seeing the red seals given to His Highness by the elders, Jiuzhu rushed over and stretched out his hand: "Where is mine?"

"His Royal Highness married you, which means we have half more sons in our family." Ming Jingzhou turned his head to ignore her daughter's spread palms: "You are our daughter, and there is no rule of giving you a red seal."

"Oh." Jiuzhu's hand dropped.

No wonder there is such a sentence in Beijing, only the newcomers are laughing, but the old ones are not crying.

Wang Chen whispered in her ear: "It's okay, mine is yours. We will go back later, we are one and half of us."

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

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

Ming's family is born with ears and eyes, and it is easy to hear the whispers of others.

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

Jiuzhu looked up at him eagerly.

Seeing the little look in his sister's expectant eyes, Ming Jiyuan couldn't say anything else.

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

Take your poor brother's money and raise your family.