Yu San drove the carriage, carrying Zhu Hao and his new belongings, through the streets and alleys and stopped at the west gate of the palace.
When Zhu Hao returned, the guards from the Royal Palace's Yiwei Department rushed to notify Lu Song.
When Lu Song saw Zhu Hao carrying large and small bags, he frowned.
"Master Zhu, why did you come back?"
Lu Song asked with a gloomy face.
Zhu Hao flattened his mouth and said: "Lu Dianzhan is asking questions knowingly. I have no choice in many things... My grandmother came to my house today and said that if I don't come back to the palace, she will send me to a bitter kiln to work as a coolie... It would be Lu Dianzhan's question.
Dianzhan, can you withdraw if you want to?"
Tit for tat, no mercy at all!
Lu Song was startled at first. This guy is so angry. Is it true that I don't dare to refute? That's why he dared to speak to me like this?
But seeing the frustrated look on Zhu Hao's face, he immediately realized that Zhu Hao was obviously unwilling to come back. If he really wanted to stay in the palace, why did he run away before?
Lu Song sighed secretly in his heart, shook his head, stepped forward to help Zhu Hao pick up the baggage, and took the lead to walk through the door.
Zhu Hao followed Lu Song to the courtyard where he stayed. As soon as he entered the house, he found someone else's belongings inside. Although he was curious, he did not ask Lu Song.
Lu Song took the initiative to explain the situation.
"You will live here for the time being. The young master from the Jingzhi County family has also entered the palace and slept with you... He came in this morning and went to the school in the afternoon to study."
Zhu Hao was not too surprised by the news that Mr. Jing had entered the palace.
When Lu Song was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and kindly reminded him: "We should not have any contact with each other recently to avoid suspicion... You are safe for the time being. No one dares to harm you again. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do."
Lu Song still couldn't let go of the last time the Jianmaolu was set on fire, but he couldn't guess what role Zhu Hao played in it, so the only thing he could do now was to keep a distance from Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao shouted at Lu Song's back: "Thank you, Lu Dianzhan."
"oh?"
Lu Song turned around and looked at Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao nodded: "I'm grateful that you didn't tell Lin Baihu that I saved the prince from the fire, so my grandmother didn't raise an army to investigate... Haha, I didn't expect to save the prince either..."
Lu Song asked with a straight face: "So, you knew that Zhu Si was the heir apparent?"
Zhu Hao spread his hands: "Is Lu Dianzhan confused? After rescuing people that day, I heard what Zhang Fengzheng said personally... Do you think if I had known in advance that Zhu Si was the prince, would I have saved him or not?"
Lu Song was speechless for a moment.
Yes, Zhu Si is the crown prince. Very few people in the palace know the truth. How can outsiders, especially a half-year-old child, know about it in advance?
"But I think I will definitely save him... I think Lu Dianzhan would have the same idea as me."
Zhu Hao's attitude was actually a reminder to Lu Song that our purpose is the same from beginning to end, that is, not to be an enemy of Prince Xing's Palace. Investigating the Palace's intelligence for Jin Yiwei is just a job, and relying on the Palace for survival and even prosperity
That's life.
There is no need to make our relationship tense.
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As dusk approached in the afternoon, Mr. Jing came back.
Also coming with Mr. Jing was Lu Bing.
At this time, Lu Bing followed Mr. Jing angrily, rolling his eyes from time to time... It was obviously related to Mr. Jing's indifferent attitude towards him before. Lu Bing had a temper even at a young age.
"I mentioned you to the prince this afternoon, but I didn't expect you to come so soon!" Mr. Jing had a "murderous aura" or a kind of resentment about him.
There is a sad feeling of "how can one be bright when there is beauty".
Zhu Hao looked at Lu Bing and asked with a smile: "A Bing, are you here to see your father?"
Lu Bing's face looked better after seeing Zhu Hao, and he nodded: "I'm going home with my father... He will leave when he has to take a break, so I have to stay here to do my homework... Zhu Hao, can you please stop calling me
Abing?"
Mr. Jing pursed his lips and looked at Lu Bing: "Isn't this what the prince usually calls you?"
Needless to say, the "prince" in Jing Gongzi's mouth is Zhu San, because the image created by the palace for the little princess is that of Prince Xing, and when in danger, Zhu San, his sister, is always in front.
"I don't like this title." Lu Bing lowered his head, with a serious look on his face, "I call you my name, can you also call me my name? My name is Lu Bing."
"snort!"
Mr. Jing had a bad attitude, as if the whole world owed him. Soon he set his sights on Zhu Hao: "Your name is Zhu Hao, and my name is Jinghong."
Zhu Hao smiled when he heard this.
Jinghong looked at each other sharply and asked, "Why are you laughing?"
The smile on Zhu Hao's face did not diminish: "I finally know your name, Jinghong, at a glance... I know this idiom, and laughing means realizing why your father gave you this name... What do you think about this?
?”
Jinghong said: "You make fun of my name, why can't I have a problem with it? The Hong in my name is not the Hong in Jinghong...Are you laughing at me?"
"Hey, Jing-san, don't be so sensitive, okay? Why did I laugh at you? My name is Zhu Hao, you can call me Haozi, I don't have any objection... the name is just a code name, don't be nervous."
Zhu Hao is reincarnated as a human being, how can Jinghong be qualified to compete with him even if he is knowledgeable? Besides, he has never had excessive self-esteem and will not be like a hedgehog that will explode at the slightest disturbance.
You kid thinks I'm laughing at you, why not accuse me of assuming the role of your father and deliberately taking advantage of you...
Jinghong calmed down a little.
He has a strong self-esteem, which is related to his background and family education. He lost to Zhu Hao in the previous selection exam, and he was a complete loser. He couldn't help but have an inferiority complex, so he cared so much about what Zhu Hao said.
Lu Bing watched with wide eyes as the two older men finished their argument. He licked his lips and said, "Are you done arguing? I'm going home."
Jinghong asked: "Didn't you just say you wanted to wait for your father?"
Lu Bing shook his head: "You guys are so noisy that my head is dizzy. How can I still have the energy to do my homework? In addition, my father is often busy late at work and may not be able to pick me up on time. Anyway, it's not far from my home. I can go back on my own."
...My mother must have prepared a meal waiting for me to go back."
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Jinghong, even Zhu Hao was envious.
We are both studying in the royal palace, so why is there such a big difference in treatment?
They can go to day school, so why do we have to be boarders? This kind of life, where the father is not close to the mother and the mother does not love her, is likely to continue until adulthood...
Lu Bing ignored Jinghong's envious gaze and went out on his own.
The guard guarding the door took the initiative to greet Lu Bing with great enthusiasm... Who told this boy to have a good father?
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Lu Bing left.
Zhu Hao reminded Jinghong who was lost in thought: "Don't look at it. He is the son of Dian Zhan, the Imperial Guard's Bureau of Ceremony, and he belongs to us, while we were recruited from the private sector to accompany the prince. The treatment... is helpless.
Hey, it’s a good thing that the palace doesn’t keep an eye on us like we’re on guard against thieves.”
After speaking, Zhu Hao went to the back room.
In the back room, apart from the desk by the window, there are two beds, one for me and the other for Jinghong... No matter how the palace arranges it in the future, at least the two of them will be roommates for these two days.
Entering the room, Jinghong sat down on the stool next to the desk, feeling glum.
Zhu Hao picked up a piece of pie and was about to break it into pieces when he suddenly thought of something and split half of it and handed it to Jinghong.
Jinghong frowned: "Why are you eating this? The palace arranged the food at noon, but don't you care about it at night?"
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "You really asked the right person... It's not been a day or two since I entered the palace. Don't be surprised. I just went back home yesterday. In fact, I came early in the morning, but the person who lived in the east of the palace before
The courtyard... is like this. The palace opens dinner very late at night, because many workers have to wait until the sun goes down before coming back... How about eating something to fill your stomach? Otherwise, you will be hungry! "
Jinghong looked at the oily pie, as if he had never eaten anything like this before. In addition, he ate little at noon, so he couldn't help but swallow, but said: "No need."
This was shameless and I didn't want Zhu Hao to look down on him. After all, they had just argued before.
Zhu Hao didn't force himself and just stuffed the pie into his mouth.
The meat stuffing, which is a mixture of 50% leek and 50% meat, was fried just right. When Zhu Hao returned to the palace this time, Zhu Niang and Aunt Li made a batch of it. The skin was thin, the filling was big, and the aroma was fragrant.
Jinghong is a greedy person.
Although he is the son of a county magistrate, his father has just assumed the post of magistrate of Changshou County. Before, he could not make money when he was idle at home. Even though his family had some fields and houses and land that was supported by villagers, which allowed him to live a worry-free life, the quality of life was difficult to match today's living conditions.
Has been greatly improved compared to Zhu Hao.
"The food in the palace is not delicious. If you don't want to eat it, I will finish it!"
Zhu Hao's mouth made chewing sounds, "click" and "click", further tempting him.
Jinghong didn't answer, got up and walked out. With his upbringing, he would naturally not accept "food that comes from outside". He pretended to go to the hut, but in fact he went outside to wait for the meal to be served, so that he could stay out of sight.
"This kid doesn't know the nature of the prince's urine at a glance. He refuses to eat even if he has something to eat. You deserve to be hungry."
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Zhu Hao is already considered a veteran in the palace.
He knew many things. He could eat more for lunch at the palace. In the evening, the guards and craftsmen of the palace ate and took away many dishes before they were put on the table to meet the needs of the family.
Since you can eat and drink in the palace, why do you need to open a stove at home?
Besides, the food in the palace is at least at the level of fine grains. Ordinary people can't afford to eat fine grains. It would be best to bring them back home, so one layer after another, those with high status take away the good ones, and those with low status take away the good ones.
Just take away some ordinary ones and leave the rest...
For example, for people like Zhu Hao and Jinghong who rely on themselves to make a living...it would be good if they give you food to eat.
In the cafeteria, Jinghong looked at the bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles on the table, and almost couldn't help but want to stand up and argue with the people in the kitchen.
"Don't make trouble. They will tell you that you have food and drink for you. Aren't you satisfied? If you want to make things worse, they will teach you a lesson in secret... You don't want their food to be included in the food you eat in the future.
Saliva or nasal discharge?"
Zhu Hao smiled and warned.
Jinghong glared at Zhu Hao: "Don't fool me."
Zhu Hao stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, which meant that if you don't believe it, please do it.
Jinghong really didn’t dare to fight.
As a son of a noble family, he came to a strange place, a palace with a much higher status than his own, and faced a group of jackals, no matter how courageous he was, what would happen?
Even if you haven’t learned how to be patient, you should still know that it’s better to offend a gentleman than a villain, right?
"By the way, I also have flour, eggs, chopped green onions and other ingredients mixed together and baked into flatbreads. If you want to eat them, just eat them with water when you go back. Take a bite when you are hungry, it will be delicious..." Zhu