Chapter 23: Zhu Yunhuan, give me back my stewed chicken!
Zhu Yunhuan said it once, and seeing that Sandezi was still standing there, he couldn't help but urge him again.
"Why are you still standing there? Come and help!"
Wang De hurried forward, stood on tiptoe to take the copper stove off the bookshelf, and handed it to his prince.
"Your Highness, please come down quickly, don't step on this book!"
"oh?"
"Can this thing be broken by stepping on it?"
When Wang De saw His Highness getting down from the book, he hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, and carefully wiped the footprints on it with his sleeve.
"Your Highness, don't you remember that this was the prince's favorite book when he was alive? He gave it to you as a souvenir before he died."
"ah?"
Zhu Yunhuan cursed inwardly, wondering how could he be such a bastard that he even treated his father's belongings like this.
“Is this book valuable?”
"valuable……"
Wang De would not be messed with by his own prince. This thing represents grief and emotion. Can it be measured by money?
Although Wang De was complaining in his heart, seeing his prince's earnest expression, he still patiently explained a few words.
"Of course it's valuable. This kind of Song Dynasty engraving cost hundreds of taels of silver when it was first produced. It has been handed down for hundreds of years, so it should be worth at least a few thousand taels, right?"
"But this kind of precious book cannot be measured by money. Moreover, it is left to you by the prince, and there are annotations by the prince on it..."
"What!"
"Thousands of taels!"
Zhu Yunhuan was no longer in the mood to listen to Wang De's sentimental talk; his mind was now entirely focused on selling this set of books.
As for keeping it for yourself?
Sorry, he never thought about it at all. He is a poor student and he doesn't deserve it.
"oops!"
"My father left me such a good thing, why didn't you remind me?"
"If I break it, I'll be so heartbroken!"
"Give it to me quickly, I want to sleep with it in my arms tonight! "
Zhu Yunhuan greedily snatched the set of "Records of the Grand Historian", then ran to the head of the bed and put it next to his pillow.
When Wang De saw his prince so nervous, he felt his nose sore and his eyes turned red.
His Highness may seem heartless, but in his heart he still cares a lot about the Crown Prince and his relics...
Perhaps in the heart of his Highness, this "Records of the Grand Historian" is no longer an ordinary record of history, but the incarnation of the Crown Prince!
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince left you a lot of relics, as well as Crown Princess Jingyi's..."
"ah?"
"besides!"
"Where are they? Find them all out for me, and I'll see if they're worth anything!"
When Wang De heard this, he was stunned and couldn't even cry.
Why money again?
Could it be that His Highness values it not because it is the Crown Prince’s relic, but because it is valuable?
Wang De figured out the problem and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves. He suddenly realized a serious problem, that is, his feelings were misplaced after all!
"Your Highness, those relics cannot be thrown away. They are all well kept in the box."
"By the way, what did you want this incense burner for?"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he remembered that he still had important things to do.
"oh!"
"I'm investigating something."
"By the way, you were taken away by the Royal Guards today, right? Did they torture you?"
When Wang De heard the concern of his own prince, he felt warm in his heart.
He found that His Highness had really grown up and even knew how to care about others.
If this had happened in the past, he would never have thought about this, let alone asked me about it.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Not only did I not suffer any punishment, but I was rewarded with two taels of silver. Hehehe."
"Yo!"
Zhu Yunhuan was immediately surprised when he heard this.
"Not bad, you managed to get out of Jinyiwei intact, that's enough for you to brag about for the rest of your life!"
Wang De also felt a little happy that he had survived the disaster.
"Who says it's not..."
"However, this is not because I am lucky, but because the Jinyiwei showed leniency to me because of the Duke of Liang."
Zhu Yunhuan looked at Wang De warily.
"What is your relationship with my great uncle?"
"Your Highness, have you forgotten that my family was implicated in the Hu Weiyong case, and it was only because of the Duke of Liang's intercession that I was lucky enough to escape death?"
"oh……"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard that Hu Weiyong was involved, he was too lazy to ask any more questions.
The Hu Weiyong case involved so many people, had such a wide range of implications, and spanned such a long period of time that it was unparalleled even during the Hongwu period, when major cases occurred frequently, let alone thousands of years ago.
Even more than ten years after Hu Weiyong's death, people are often implicated because of their involvement in the Hu Weiyong case.
Even Li Shanchang, the first meritorious minister of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, was eventually implicated in the Hu Weiyong case and his entire family was executed.
To use a popular saying from later generations to describe it, even though Hu Weiyong is dead, his legend will always be circulated in the court!
But for those in the court, they all wished to stay as far away from this brother as possible, and it would be best if they had no relationship with him at all.
Zhu Yunhuan held the incense burner and studied it for a while, but found nothing, so he threw it aside.
Wang De asked in confusion when he saw this.
"Your Highness, is there something wrong with this incense burner?"
"No problem, I just wanted to take a look on a whim."
"this……"
A huge question mark appeared on Wang De’s forehead.
He felt that his prince seemed a little strange today. Why was he looking at this thing for no reason?
In fact, this incense burner was the last item Zhu Yunhuan investigated.
Ever since he came back from the Qianqing Palace, he has been searching for suspicious items in his bedroom.
Since Lu didn't poison the food, it could be the air or something that people come into contact with on a daily basis.
After searching the bedroom thoroughly inside and out, he found nothing, so he set his sights on the incense burner on the bookshelf.
But after inspection, I found that this incense burner was also very ordinary and didn't look like there was anything fishy about it at all.
If Zhu Yunhuan hadn't thought that the incense burner was made of copper and could be sold for some money, he might have just thrown it away.
"San Dezi, put it back to where it was."
"promise!"
Wang Degang put the incense burner back on the bookshelf when he heard His Highness speaking again behind him.
"By the way, San Dezi, when do we have dinner in the palace?"
"I'm starving!"
"dinner?"
Wang De looked at his own prince in surprise.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten that we don't eat at night in the palace?"
"This is the rule set by His Majesty. It's called not eating after noon!"
"But I heard from the seniors in the palace that they don't cook at night because they are afraid of fire."
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he became furious.
"What!"
"I, the great grandson of the Ming Dynasty, have to go hungry at night. Is this fair?"
Just as Zhu Yunhuan said this, his nose suddenly twitched and he sniffed out the window.
"Huh!"
"Why does it smell like stewed chicken?"
Wang De glanced out the window and said.
"Maybe the Crown Princess is giving special treatment to the First and Third Princes."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunhuan immediately recalled the conversation he had heard in Old Zhu's bedroom.
Mrs. Lu was very prudent and protected herself. In order to avoid gossip, she never sent food to the residences of her concubines' sons and daughters.
When Zhu Yunhuan thought of this, he became furious and said, "Since you are unwilling to give it to me, then I will take it myself!"
In short, there is no way you can make me starve!
A small courtyard to the west of the main hall of the Prince's Palace.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the big pot full of stewed chicken and drooled uncontrollably.
He could have eaten it at noon, but unfortunately, that bad guy Zhu Yunhuan and his few slave girls ate it all, so he could only eat half a bowl of rice with chicken soup.
Fortunately, my mother still cared about me and secretly used some money to ask the kitchen staff to make me another pot of soup.
Just as Zhu Yunwen was rubbing his hands, hesitating whether to eat the chicken legs or wings first, he suddenly heard someone calling him outside the door.
"Zhu Yunxuan, look what fun stuff I brought you!"
As soon as Zhu Yunwen saw Zhu Yunhuan come in, she immediately hugged the porcelain basin with her arms like an old hen protecting her cubs.
"Don't come over here!"
"My chicken is all gone, there's nothing left!"
Zhu Yunhuan glanced at the bare table and immediately felt relieved.
"Hi!"
"Third brother, who do you think I am? I came here to apologize to you."
"What do you think this is?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen glanced at him warily, and was immediately attracted by the thing in Zhu Yunwen's hand.
"Wow, what a beautiful big bird!"
Zhu Yunhuan waved the paper airplane in his hand with a wolf-like smile on his face.
“This big bird can fly!”
"look!"
As Zhu Yunhuan spoke, he blew a breath towards the paper airplane, then threw it towards Zhu Yunhuan with a "biu" sound.
When Zhu Yunhuan saw that this thing could really fly, he immediately stood up and tried to catch it. However, just as he was about to catch it, he saw that the paper airplane turned a corner and flew back to Zhu Yunhuan, who grabbed it with his hand.
Zhu Yunhuan once again took the paper plane and waved it towards Zhu Yunhuan.
"Want to play?"
Zhu Yunwen nodded subconsciously when he heard this, but he quickly reacted. Although his eyes were full of curiosity, his little head shook firmly.
"In no mood!"
"Go away, I don't want to play now!"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he deliberately showed disappointment on his face.
"well!"
"Since Third Brother doesn't like it, I'll just throw it away."
As Zhu Yunheng spoke, he exhaled and threw the paper plane out of the window with a "biu" sound.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Yunwen chased out without hesitation. When he finally found the paper plane outside and came back happily to eat chicken, he was shocked to find that both the chicken and the bowl on the table had disappeared!
"Where's my chicken stew?"
"Zhu Yunxun, it must be Zhu Yunxun!"
"Zhu Yunxun, give me back my stewed chicken!"
“Wow wow wow wow wow…”
