Mr. Huang Jin: "Alright, Your Highness, we'll talk about the fun things between you young people later. Let's talk about business."
"Does Your Highness know the reason why I invited you here?"
Zhu Hui crossed his legs and sat on the chair behind him: "I guessed it, but I advise you not to think too much, lest you lose your security in the evening."
Xue Hong and Chen Chen also sat down one after another. This time they both came to watch the fun, but it seemed that they had been tricked by Zhu Hui...
When Mr. Huang Jin heard Zhu Hui's words, he was so excited that he almost pulled off his beard and cursed angrily: "I don't need you, a famous prostitute king, to teach you."
Moreover, I, Huang Jin, only have one granddaughter. If we talk about glory and wealth, the old man and her father are enough to protect her from worries in her life. I am full and ready to stand in line?"
Zhu Hui: "Tch! Then old man, you...wait a minute...what did you just say to me? King of prostitution? Believe it or not, I have people pouring dirty water on your door every day?"
Huang Jin looked disdainful: "Yellow-haired boy, these are all leftovers from playing when I was young."
Zhu Hui secretly grinded his teeth: "Old man, just wait for me. If you give in later, hum!"
Zhu Hui: "Then the boss invited me here just to discuss marriage, right?"
Huang Jin: "That's not entirely true. Your Highness, what are your plans for the future?"
Zhu Hui: "My future plans... tomorrow Cuiyun Tower, the day after tomorrow Yihong Courtyard, the day after tomorrow..."
Huang Jin raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the iron-wood ruler hidden in his wide sleeves: "(??⊙qu??) Your Highness, please speak nicely."
Zhu Hui quickly put down his legs and sat upright, looking like a good baby: "I believe that one can be strong without desire, and in recent years, my two friends, Bowen Hou and Ying Hou, have made a lot of achievements. In the future... …As long as I don’t make any serious mistakes, no one can touch me.”
Zhu Hui is not stupid. He has worked hard to gain credit over the years, but he has never grasped real power. The reason is that no matter which of his brothers becomes emperor in the future, he will not dare to touch him.
The Ming Dynasty was a very special dynasty. Except for Zhu Yuanzhang, ministers often dared to confront the emperor!
A certain romantic emperor wanted to make the woman he liked as his queen, but he almost drowned in the saliva of his ministers.
If the future emperor is a talented and strategic emperor, then he will know the importance and will not touch Zhu Hui.
If the future emperor is a narrow-minded, unenterprising and suspicious emperor, then Zhu Hui has the reputation of the people and the ministers around, and the emperor will still be unable to touch Zhu Hui.
Although the Ming Dynasty was serious about cliques and selfish interests, I have to say that every minister was really upright!
Many ministers are willing to give advice to death. If the emperor kills him, he will be a loyal minister and his name will last forever! What an old dick! The emperor can say a lot of things about the big boss even if he farts!
When he switched to the later dynasty Alon, he squandered the treasury and forced his own queen to commit suicide. Which minister dared to fart?
Mr. Huang Jin didn't say anything to Zhu Hui's answer, nor did he show any expression on his face. He just waved his hands and murmured to himself: "Oh, when people get old, it's good for young people to know what they know. Then I don't either Don't worry, otherwise Your Majesty will be so kind to me, who would want my granddaughter to marry a prostitute king..."
Zhu Hui: "I c...can't beat my forbearance."
If the popularization of chemical fertilizers is successful, the three of them might end up squatting in the Shennong Temple. Who dares to touch the three of them? Aren't they afraid of rebellion below?
…
Quick, quick, quick! Please come out, the prince! Boom!
The door opened a crack, and after Zhu Hui and the others left, the door of Huang Mansion was immediately closed.
Zhu Hui pointed to the door behind him: "Junchen, together, what does this mean?"
Xue Hong: "Your Highness, isn't it obvious? Mr. Huang doesn't want to see you..."
Zhu Hui shook his sleeves angrily: "This old man! Sooner or later, I will give him some trouble!"
Xue Hong: "By the way, your highness is getting married soon, what about you?"
Chen Chen touched his nose in embarrassment: "I...may have to wait three or four years..."
Zhu Hui: "You have to wait so long? Although you are the youngest among the three of us, you are only less than half a year younger than Junchen. Why did you get married so late?"
Chen Chen sighed: "Alas...my fiancée is still young, so of course she can't be impatient."
Xue Hong: "Can you please elaborate?"
Chen Chen: "Probably...seven or eight years younger than me..."
Xue Hong and the others met four years ago. At that time, Chen Chen seemed to have mentioned that his family had arranged a baby wedding for him.
Chen Chen and Xue Hong are the same age this year, so they are seventeen. Four years ago, they were thirteen. Thirteen minus seven equals...six years old!!
Shot! Must be shot!!
Xue Hong: "A real beast has to look at you!"
Chen Chen: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about! What qualifications do you, a dead sister, have to say anything about me?
After all, my marriage was decided by my family, but what about you? Your kid has been using child brides since he was a child, and he will take action when he grows up!"
Xue Hong: "We are emotionally aware of it. It will be a matter of course, okay?"
Zhu Hui put his hands behind his back and held his head high: "You two are evenly matched. If you want to be morally noble, I must be the king among the three of us!"
Xue Hong and Chen Chen: "Tsk~, what qualifications does the head of a brothel have to criticize us?"
Zhu Hui: "I just want to cultivate my sentiments and experience the creation of yin and yang."
Xue Hong: "Beast!"
Chen Chen: "Pervert!"
Zhu Hui: "Dead sister control!"
cut!!
The three of them went home respectively. Before leaving, Zhu Hui did not forget to remind them to prepare gifts.
…
Ever since Jia Baoyu found out that Baochai, Xue Baoqin and Lin Daiyu all lived in Xue Mansion, he went to Xue Mansion every three days.
Although he was dismissed by Xue Pan every time, he always insisted on being a shameless person!
Although it didn't have much impact on the Xue family once or twice, the little bastard Jia Baoyu kept coming. If any rumors really leaked out, it would be enough to make Xue Hong sick.
Xue Hong: "Ask your Highness to borrow two people to let Jia Baoyu calm down for a while. Your Highness's men are still skilled at this job."
Servant: "What's the approximate level?"
Xue Hong: "Well... hit the smoke. Don't stop until there is smoke!"
…
That night, Jia Baoyu, who was returning home after drinking, was in a daze and was walking on the road with his servant.
Suddenly, a big man with a beard stopped Jia Baoyu: "Second Master Bao, I have a royal treasure here from the Song Dynasty. I wonder if Second Master Bao would like to follow me to see it?"
If the price is reasonable, I will offer this treasure passed down from the Song Dynasty to you without saying a word!"
Jia Baoyu's mood suddenly changed, and he seemed to have sobered up a lot: "Oh? If it is really a royal thing from the Song Dynasty, I will naturally go and take a look."
The bearded man led Jia Baoyu to a remote trail. It was dark in front of him and there were few lights, so it was difficult to see the road clearly.
The bearded man said: "Sir, please come to the ditch!"
Jia Baoyu: "Please come to the ditch?"
I saw the bearded man kicking Jia Baoyu and the young man directly into the ditch beside the road. The young man was knocked unconscious.
In this way, Jia Baoyu was put in a sack by a group of burly men, and he was dragged into an alley and stepped on his back!
How about saying that Jia Baoyu has a great fortune? He can indeed withstand beatings better than ordinary people. Six big men stepped on his back for more than an hour. Jia Baoyu's screams did not stop. These six guys were all tired of beating him.
Still shouting with great vigor.
Of course, these six people still knew the seriousness of the injury and did not kill it. The injuries all over their bodies looked serious, but in fact they were not serious, but it would take at least more than a month to walk normally!
After all, he is also the son of the Duke of Guo. If he is really good at it, he will be in trouble.