Chapter 137: The words are not shocking and endless
At first he didn't know where the eunuchs had brought the carriage, but once he got on the carriage, Xu Xun knew the number in his mind.
The metal parts on the four walls of the carriage are all made of gold and inlaid with silver. The walls seem to be made from a whole piece of wood. Occasionally there are joints, which are almost hard to see. Bamboo curtains are hung on the windows on both sides, and the bamboo curtains are covered with light
In the middle of the gauze, there is a small almost fixed red lacquer carved peony box. On the two shelves on the side, there are silver pots and four wine glasses on one side, and soft towels and wash basins on the other. The place near the back wall is at least
There is a large seat that can accommodate two people sitting together. It is covered with a shady rattan mat. However, there is no room for anyone to sit in the open space in front. There are only two soft cushions. Depending on the situation, only people can kneel or sit cross-legged to serve the workers.
This is not a randomly found carriage. It is probably the carriage of Zhang Heling, the Marquis of Shouning! Otherwise, even an ordinary prince may not have such luxury.
Zhu Houzhao was lazily leaning on the large seat. Seeing Xu Xun looking around for a while as soon as he got in the car, standing there in a daze, neither entering nor retreating, he patted the empty space next to him angrily and said, "What are you doing standing there?
Come sit here and talk to me!"
If anyone else had considered Zhu Houzhao's identity, how could he be so frightened that he would be so disrespectful and so on? However, Xu Xun, who couldn't find any other place to sit, naturally wouldn't be embarrassed to kneel all the way and bowed his head with a smile.
He cupped his hands and said, "It's the young Marquis's order, so I'd rather be respectful than obey!"
Seeing Xu Xun just come and sit down next to him generously, Zhu Hou was very happy when he took care of him. He leaned on the soft cushion and looked at him with a smile for a while, then suddenly tilted his head and said: "Not bad, you are not bad..."
...By the way, what was your name you said before...Yes, it's Xu Xun! Hey, it's strange, I seem to have heard someone mention you, who said it..."
As Zhu Houzhao spoke, he hit his forehead with his fist in distress, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of anything. At this moment, Xu Xun didn't know that Xiao Jing might have already had sex, so he
He coughed dryly and reminded: "I just came from Nanjing, how could the young marquis have heard of my name?"
"Nanjing... By the way, it's Nanjing. Ah, you are the famous filial son!"
Zhu Houzhao suddenly forgot that he was in the carriage and stood up suddenly. As a result, the stop was not important. He was young but not young. He hit his head against the top of the carriage with a bang, followed by an ouch.
Fell down: At this time, the carriage stopped suddenly. Not long after, the door was opened by someone, and a nervous head poked in.
"Little Marquis, you ghost..."
Before the last word could be uttered, the old eunuch driving the car stopped with a dull look on his face, looking in disbelief at Xu Xun, who was bending over and busily rubbing Zhu Houzhao's head.
Seeing Zhu Houzhao raising his head and waving to him impatiently, he swallowed hard, gave Xu Xun a warning look again, and then retracted his body and put it down carefully.
The bamboo curtain then closed the car door.
As the carriage started moving again, Zhu Houzhao, who had hit his head, finally recovered. He grinned and took a breath, but then he stopped caring about this little accident and stared at Xu Xun for a long time with round eyes.
Then he asked with a strange look: "Xu Xun, let me ask you, I heard that your father was a famous good man in Nanjing, rich and powerful, and he came from a famous family, but your father turned out to be a pauper.
One, how did you think of recognizing him?"
Xu Xun originally thought that Xiao Jing was trying to get through the joints of Emperor Hongzhi, but he never expected that Zhu Houzhao, who did not even remember his own name at first, would actually know the origins of his two fathers. At this moment,
Even though he was as smart as he was, he still didn't know how to answer. Countless thoughts were running through his mind in an instant. Until he realized that Zhu Houzhao's expression was focused and his eyes were focused, and he was not as freewheeling or talking to himself as before. He vaguely felt that his answer was just that.
Fearing that it was extremely important to Zhu Houzhao, he finally made up his mind.
"Little Marquis, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
This rhetorical question immediately stunned Zhu Houzhao, and then he asked doubtfully: "What about the truth, and what about lies?"
"If you want to lie, of course blood is thicker than water, and flesh and blood love is deep. Even if my adoptive father has raised me for many years, it is better than not having the blood relationship with my biological father." Xu Xun said this seriously, and Zhu Houzhao nodded to him.
Continuing to speak, he smiled bitterly and said, "To tell the truth, people's hearts are made of flesh. My adoptive father left my son indifferent for many years. Even if I encounter a disaster, he will take care of everything."
No more, but there is still no trace of him. My father first struggled into the water to save my life, and then he was framed because of me, and then he struggled to save me from the siege when someone was assassinating him...
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"Wait, wait!"
Zhu Houzhao suddenly interrupted Xu Xun, and then asked in shock: "Didn't you say that you blocked an arrow to save him? Why did it turn out to be him struggling to save you from the siege?"
"Little Marquis, that was what my father told the outside world when I was in a coma. When I woke up, it was a done deal. It was said that it had been reported to the court. If I told the truth at that time, who could believe me? Every time I think about this,
Being praised for being a deceitful king makes me feel very anxious..."
Xu Xun knew that this was another gamble, but when he saw Zhu Houzhao suddenly realizing it and nodding happily at him with a look of great appreciation, he breathed a sigh of relief and then continued: "If there were no such sentiments,
, even if the witnesses and physical evidence are conclusive, I will inevitably have knots in my heart if I really recognize my father because of blood. But even so, my former adoptive father has provided for my expenses for many years, so I discussed it with my father.
Yes, if there are any children in the future, I will adopt one and give it to my adoptive father so that he will not be extinct.
There is no problem with these words in later generations, but in today's Ming Dynasty, it can be said to be shocking. Confucian etiquette is extremely strict, but decades of upbringing are not as good as blood ties. Therefore, in the play, for the sake of biological parents,
There are cases in which one abandons one's adoptive parents due to hatred, or even puts one's adoptive parents into danger out of revenge, or even murders one's father many years later.
After hearing Xu Xun's love story, Zhu Houzhao sat there and pondered for a long time. Then he didn't speak for a long time, and his brows wrinkled into a big knot. Until Xu Xun, who was sitting stiffly, moved his shoulders unnaturally, and just said:
I heard the little prince next to me suddenly ask an earth-shattering question.
"Then let me ask you, if the head of a wealthy family has no son, so she borrows the child of a maid and holds her child under her lap, and the son accidentally learns about his life experience when he grows up, what should he do?
manage?"
What does this mean? Could it be... God!
If Xu Xun had met Zhu Houzhao by chance before, he had already felt as dizzy as if a pie fell from the sky and hit his head; then when Zhu Houzhao asked such a question, he almost wished that thunder from the sky would directly knock him out, so he could avoid this
A trouble that was determined to get people killed. He couldn't help but blame himself for not being able to read extensively and talk about books in the past. He only knew that Emperor Zhengde went to the south of the Yangtze River to play with dragons and phoenixes. He only knew the names of a few top treacherous ministers, but he had never heard of others.
Such a bloody family ethics drama.
However, it was too late to regret or think about it now. Through the thin wall of the carriage, he was not sure whether the old eunuch driving outside could hear what he said, and whether he would report it if he heard it. He could only take a deep look.
He took a deep breath and then said bravely: "Little Marquis, what you said depends on the situation."
Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was looking at him without saying a word, Xu Xun pretended to be a guest and analyzed: "What Shouguang said is true or false. It should be noted that there are often all kinds of unbelievable rumors in the family compound. You can't
It is ruled out that someone deliberately fabricated the facts to make the young master suspicious of his mother and took the opportunity to drive a wedge between their mother and son..."
When Zhu Houzhao heard these words of admonishment, he couldn't help but feel a little displeased, and he immediately frowned. However, Xu Xun, who was very observant of words and expressions, could not fail to see this, but he had to strike while the iron was hot and said:
"Little Marquis, please don't think I'm being alarmist. There is precedent for this. Empress Zetian of the Tang Dynasty gave birth to four sons. The second son, Li Xian, who was first named King Yong and later became the crown prince, because
I believed the ridiculous rumors of the eunuchs and palace people, and thought that I was the son of a Korean lady, so the mother and son turned against each other. The final result, I don’t mention the little Marquis, but you should also know."
Zhu Houzhao was in the palace, and the teachers lectured on history all day long. He listened to it, but he never took it seriously. At this time, he heard Xu Xun break out this paragraph. He didn't like reading but had a good memory. He immediately recalled it carefully and vaguely remembered it.
There is indeed such a passage in the "New Book of Tang" that Li Dongyang talked about. His face immediately softened and he waved his little hand with satisfaction.
"Well, not bad, you can continue talking about work..."
"Secondly, if it is true..."..." Although Xu Xun, who knew the deep feelings between Emperor Hongzhi and Empress Hongzhi, did not want to mention the possibility of this lie at all, Zhu Houzhao wanted to hear it, so he had to continue talking, "
How does the father of this family treat his son? How does the mother of this family treat her son? Anyone with a discerning eye can see whether this is true love. Just like what I said before, the human heart is made of flesh. If this is
As a young master, you still remember what it was like when you were a child, so you should make a judgment."
Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was finally moved, Xu Xun took a deep breath, leaned into Zhu Houzhao's ear, and threw out the last killer copper in an almost mosquito-like voice: "And, if that young master really wants to confirm those
Rumors, why not pretend to be sick? As biological parents, they are all concerned about their children. If this young master is sick..."
With these last words, the carriage beneath him came to an abrupt stop, and immediately a respectful voice came from outside: "Young Master, Imperial College Street has arrived."
The next moment, the car door was opened, and the bamboo curtain was pulled up little by little, revealing the respectful smile of the old eunuch driving the car. I found that Zhu Houzhao was meditating there, motionless. This smiling face welcomed people.
The old eunuch glanced sideways at Xu Xun, and suddenly