When Mr. Chang arrived at Ming Jin's residence, first a disheveled female servant stumbled out of the room and almost bumped into Ms. Chang.
"How dignified!"
The maid next to Mrs. Chang scolded her harshly.
The female envoy knelt down in panic: "...Madam! Please forgive me!"
Mrs. Chang glanced at her messy dress and bun, then heard the sound coming from the inner room, and walked in quickly with a serious expression.
When he saw it, he saw that Ming Jin was pressing another female servant on the couch. The female servant was crying and struggling to beg for mercy: "... Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Regardless of other things, just say that this is the Buddhist holy land of Dayun Temple, and saints are praying here. Once such things are spread, the prince will be reprimanded and banned at most, but they, the slaves, will die because of it!
"Spare you?" Ming Jin leaned over and suppressed the female envoy tightly. Hearing this, he grabbed her bun and said with sinister eyes: "It is your blessing that I want you! But you begged me for mercy.
you?"
"Don't think I don't know... how you bitches are secretly talking about rumors that I am inhumane!"
The female servant shook her head and shed tears: "I don't dare, I don't have one!"
"Do you dare or don't you?" Ming Jin was irritated again. He grabbed the hand of the servant girl's bun and tightened it again. He raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth and said: "You are lucky today... I might as well just...
Let you try it yourself!"
As he spoke, he went to tear off the maid's lower skirt.
"Asshole! What are you doing!"
Chang's furious voice sounded.
Ming Jin, who was on the couch, paused when he heard the sound and turned to look.
Mrs. Chang's face was extremely serious: "Everyone, get out of here!"
The female envoy took the opportunity to climb down from the couch, and without bothering to wipe her tears, she saluted Chang's body in fear and hurriedly left.
Mrs. Chang said in a deep voice: "Watch their mouths."
The maid beside her responded "Yes" and closed the door when she left, hiding the scene inside.
Ming Jin stood up, his robe half untied, and there was no trace of panic on his face that he had done something wrong. Instead, he asked nonchalantly: "Why is mother here?"
Mrs. Chang took two steps forward and raised her hand suddenly.
"Snapped!"
She slapped her son hard on the face.
Ming Jin's face was hit to one side, and his already unstable figure staggered.
"I'm asking you what the hell you're doing!"
Ming Jin laughed strangely and turned around: "Didn't mother see it all?"
"You..." Mrs. Chang's cheeks trembled in anger, "Do you know what kind of place this is? The last time you were banned didn't make you lose any memory. If you cause trouble again, who can you expect?
I can protect you!"
"Am I willing to come?" Ming Jin's face also showed long-suppressed dissatisfaction, "First I went to the imperial mausoleum to worship my ancestors, and now I have to stay here for three days. I have to work hard every day and cannot sleep well.
Eating these bland and hard-to-swallow things... If mother really cared about my health, why did she have to force me to come here!"
These were second to none, but what he couldn't stand the most was the strange way those disciples looked at him!
The detailed information about his injury was suppressed by the government and not widely spread, but most of the disciples at the racecourse that day knew it and couldn't hide it!
I don’t know how those people speculate and make fun of him in private these days...
This is a man's most important face and dignity, how could he not care!
"Why did I force you to come here? You're lucky enough to ask such stupid questions."
Chang extended his hand and pointed out the window: "If you were not blind, you should have seen how your two good concubines are following your father now... If you continue to fail like this, the worst thing you can do to the heir apparent of Duke Ying's mansion is
Let someone else do it tomorrow!"
"Whether the position of the heir apparent is changed or not, what does it have to do with whether I come to the imperial mausoleum or not?" Ming Jin sneered: "What is the key point, does mother really not know?"
"If I can't continue the legacy of the Ming family, no matter how good I am on the surface, no matter how close I am to my father, what's the use?"
"What my father values more is whether I can continue to have children!"
Having said this, Ming Jin simply vented out all the emotions he had been suppressing recently when facing Chang's face that was full of anger.
"Now my mother only scolds me and accuses me of not living up to my expectations, but I remember that it was my mother who had people kill my flesh and blood three times!"
Hearing him mention this matter, Chang's lips trembled.
"You still have the nerve to mention these things... You are the eldest son of Duke Yingguo, and you haven't married a real wife yet. If you bring out a bunch of concubine children whose biological mothers are either maids or prostitutes, how can you save the Ming family's face, and what's the point?
What good match can I find?"
"In all of this, I am not cleaning up your mess, and I am not thinking and planning for you!"
"That's really nice to say..." There was a sarcastic smile in Ming Jin's eyes: "But if it weren't for my mother's repeated pickiness, she wanted someone easy to control and someone with a high family status, no noble girl from any family would be able to catch her eye.
...Why have I delayed marrying my wife so far? If I had already married a wife and had children, how could I not be able to keep my position as the heir apparent because of an injury?"
"Is this what mother calls 'for my own good'!"
In the final analysis, all this is caused by his mother who always wants to control everything!
Looking at those eyes that showed hatred, Mrs. Chang closed her slightly trembling fingers and said firmly: "Is it me being picky or your reputation that makes the marriage negotiation so difficult...I
How could I have given birth to such an unworthy bastard like you!"
Ever since she married into the Ming family, she has been firmly in control of everything. The most out of control thing in her life was the birth of an unsatisfactory son.
As long as she can have a normal son, even if he is mediocre, as long as he is obedient, she will not have to worry about keeping her position at such an age!
But she had no choice. She could only continue to place her hope on this son who was unhappy in every way.
Maybe he is right. As the heir apparent of Duke Ying's mansion, he only needs to have the ability to pass on the incense...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As long as she can give birth to a grandson for her, she will not care whether he is dead or alive!
Mrs. Chang closed her eyes patiently: "I will find a way to find a good doctor for you and cure your injury... Before that, you just need to stay on your own terms and don't cause any more trouble for me."
Ming Jin suddenly blushed: "Without mother's trouble, my injury has healed after a month!"
Chang Shi looked at him with a sneer.
Merely speaking harshly is not enough for this kind of thing.
If he could be so strong in other aspects, she wouldn't know how much worry she would have to worry about.
Mrs. Chang had no intention of saying any more. Before leaving with her maid, she ordered the maids around Ming Jin to be removed, leaving only the servant to serve her.
Ming Jin was so angry that he smashed everything in the meditation room.
Finally, he looked at the shivering boy kneeling beside him and said, "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you bring me today's medicine!"
Thinking of the two female envoys who were taken away, the young man said uneasily: "But after the madam found out last time, the husband is no longer allowed to take this medicine..."
"Why, are you afraid of my mother?" Ming Jin walked towards him, bent down slightly, and gritted his teeth: "Then believe it or not, I can kill you right now, chop you into pieces and throw you to the back mountain to feed you.
Wild dog?”
The boy's face turned pale, and he raised his hand tremblingly and slapped himself twice: "You know you're wrong, you're talking too much!"
Ming Jin looked at him coldly: "Where is the medicine?"
The boy quickly climbed up and took out a porcelain bottle from the cage, handing it to Ming Jin with both hands.
Ming Jin poured two pills into his mouth, threw the porcelain bottle to the boy, and sat back on the couch.
This medicine has a miraculous effect of tonifying and aphrodisiac. Soon after taking it, he felt that his whole body was hot and his lower abdomen was ready to move.
He then knew that he had always been extremely talented in this way and had always been incomparable to others. Since the most important thing was still there, and if he was stimulated by drugs, how could he really think there was no hope?
He knows his body well, and whether things can still be used when they grow on his body is not decided by outsiders and medical officers!
He felt that he was almost done with it, and he thought that he only needed to test the two female envoys to prove that he had regained his prominence, thereby getting rid of the rumors and regaining his face...
The increasingly intense feeling of heat in the depths of his body made Ming Jin even more confident for a moment. He was only annoyed by his mother's troubles and took away his two female envoys.
Not long after, a servant came in and took out a neatly folded piece of letter paper from his sleeve: "...Your Majesty, the wife of the Feng family secretly gave this to the villain and asked him to deliver it to the Crown Prince."
"From the Feng family?" Ming Jin frowned and thought for a moment before remembering which one it was.
Oh, it's Feng Min, the granddaughter of Lord Xie Jun.
After matching their identities, a shy and timid girl's face appeared in his mind.
It turns out that she was also at Dayun Temple at this time.
Ming Jin took the piece of letter paper, unfolded it and read it.
The girl expressed concern about his injury in the letter. The other person probably didn't know the details. Like most people, they only knew that he was injured at the Furong Garden Racecourse during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In addition to the words of concern, I also asked him if he would also go to the back mountain to pick chrysanthemums tomorrow.
Ming Jin read this and subconsciously asked: "Pick chrysanthemums?"
The boy explained in time: "The saint asked the abbot and abbot to set up a blessing ceremony in the Hall of Heroes. I heard that all the noble ladies and princes from various houses are going to the back mountain to pick chrysanthemums to offer in the Hall of Heroes tomorrow morning."
It is a custom to pick chrysanthemums before and after the Double Ninth Festival, and it is also a time to pray for blessings. The delicate men and ladies in the capital cannot do other heavy things, so picking some chrysanthemums and placing them in the palace can be regarded as a sincere tribute.
Ming Jin didn't know what he thought of, and smiled: "Okay, then I will go and join in the fun tomorrow."
…
In the afternoon of that day, Chang Sui'an came to Dayun Temple.
He had just returned from Xuance Camp. On the way, he thought about his father who was marching outside, so he thought of stopping by Dayun Temple to pay homage and burn a stick of incense before returning to the city.
When I arrived, I found out that the Holy Master was here to pray for blessings, and my sister was also there.
Chang Sui'an found Xi'er. Knowing that his sister was in the Tiannv Pagoda at this time, he went to find her, but was stopped by the monks outside the pagoda courtyard.
Upon seeing this, Mingluo came over and saw the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes raising his hand and saluting her seriously: "Ming Nu Shi, I heard that my sister is praying for my father in the tower at this time. I wonder if I can go in with her?
"
Since they are both children of the Chang family and have the same father, I think he can come in. If he can go in and accompany me, my sister will not be bored in there alone.
Mingluo Suyan said: "It is a good thing that Mr. Chang Lang has such sincerity, but the Heavenly Girl Tower is different from other places. The prayer ceremony inside it started yesterday. If it is interrupted in the middle, it may damage the meaning of the prayer."
My aunt has told me that no one will be allowed to disturb this trial within these three days.
Chang Sui'an understood. This meant that his sister couldn't come out and he couldn't go in either.
He didn't bother to say anything, just nodded and looked in the direction of the tower.
Mingluo reminded: "There is another blessing ceremony in the Hall of Heroes. If Mr. Chang Lang wants to stay and pray, you can go there."
Chang Sui'an naturally wanted to stay. Firstly, he sincerely wanted to pray for Chang Kuo, and secondly, he wanted to stay and wait for his sister.
So he nodded: "I understand, thank you Ming Nu Shi."
He also saluted Mingluo: "In the past two days, Lao Ming's daughter Shi Duo has been taking care of her sister-in-law."
Although they are all members of the Ming Dynasty, this female historian seems to be impartial and rigorous, which seems to be very different from Ming Jin and others.
He remembered that his sister had said before that it was more difficult for women to do things in this world than for men. It was not easy for this Ming Dynasty woman to become a female official participating in politics. For this reason alone, she deserves to be respected.
So he was extra polite to Mingluo at this time.
Hearing this entrustment, the sword boy was a little relieved, and the man became more and more like an adult.
Mingluo nodded slightly, and just as he was about to leave, he heard the young man say: "I wonder if I could trouble Ming Nu Shi to tell my sister for me, telling her that I am here, and I have been waiting for her in the temple for the past two days to let her...
"
The young man said, suddenly paused, and then waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, forget it, let's not talk about it for now. I haven't seen you for so long. My sister must miss me very much. If she knows that I am coming, she won't be able to stay in the tower anymore."
But it’s not good.”
Sword boy: "..."
Lang Jun seems to be overconfident.
Mingluo said "hmm" and turned back to the tower without listening to Chang Sui'an's chatter.
Chang Sui'an, who was eager to miss her sister, stood outside the tower for a long time before reluctantly leaving and going to the Hall of Heroes.
On the way, he met Cui Lang.
"Brother Sui'an!"
Cui Lang rushed over in surprise, as if he were seeing a relative, and almost burst into tears.
At first, he went with the Holy Emperor to pay homage to his ancestors at the Imperial Mausoleum. He thought that all his friends would also go there, but who knew that Master didn't go, Brother Qiao didn't go, and most importantly, Miss Qiao didn't go either.
When we arrived at Dayun Temple, we finally expected the master to come, but the master was in the tower and couldn't come out. He couldn't see anyone, so he could only continue to work alone.
Fortunately, God took pity on him and sent Brother Sui'an here!
Cui Lang put his arm on Chang Sui'an's shoulder and said bitterly: "...Since he didn't come, no one even said a word to me in advance. As a result, I don't even have anyone to talk to these days.
I can play the piano to an ox all day long."
He is no longer the Cui Lang he was before, and those playboy friends in the past can no longer catch up to his level.
Chang Sui'an heard him complain for a while and then asked: "Is Governor Cui also in the temple?"
After all, he is now also a Xuance Army member. When he comes here, he should first go to Shangfeng to report.
"You're talking about the eldest brother... He returned to the city early this morning. It seems that he has some urgent matters." Cui Lang also didn't know that Cui Jing had left the capital under a secret order.
Changsui An didn't ask any more questions after hearing the words, and they went to the Hall of Heroes together.
When they were about to enter the palace, the two met Li Lu, the crown prince of Prince Rong.
