"I am extremely ashamed. I have failed to teach my children well and have already embarrassed the emperor and the court. How can I continue to embarrass the emperor and the court?" Facing the emperor's praise, Hu Weiyong sighed.
"Yes, you did embarrass us before, and we can't wait to get rid of your prime minister!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up happily and said:
"But today, you have washed away your shame and made us look good. In ancient times, there were not many virtuous ministers who could do justice and eliminate relatives.
"Let's do this. You can go to prison and be executed. Send your son on his last journey." Zhu Yuanzhang said to Hu Weiyong considerately:
"We must let the world know that Prime Minister Hu is selfless and upright!"
"..." Hu Weiyong's pupils shrank, he nodded and said: "I obey the order."
Boss Zhu walked down from the golden stage, patted Hu Weiyong's shoulder affectionately, and said comfortingly:
"Go and tell that boy that it doesn't matter if you do something wrong, just pay for it with your life. He killed four people and only lost one dog's life. In fact, he still made money."
"..." Hu Weiyong said to himself, the emperor is really a master of calculation. He never thought that accounts could be calculated like this.
Fortunately, everyone else was numb and didn't feel anything after hearing it. They just nodded numbly and said: "That's what the emperor said."
"Right." Seeing that he agreed, Zhu Yuanzhang became more enthusiastic and said:
"Tell him that it's not a big deal if he has a big scar on his head. He should be a good person in his next life...if he can still be a good person."
"..." The corner of Hu Weiyong's mouth twitched. He now wanted to spit in Boss Zhu's face. Is this human talk? It's not enough for my son to be killed by his father in this life. Will he have to be a beast in the next life?
Of course, I wouldn't dare to beat him to death...
Boss Zhu finally sighed and comforted him in the tone of an old friend:
"Wei Yong, you have to be more open-minded. It doesn't mean that if Hu Tianci dies, you will have no heirs. There is no end to the Tao. As long as you work hard and hard, you will always have a son. You follow
We are the same age, two months younger than me, and we are going to be fathers soon. Although your abilities are definitely not as good as mine, you are just giving birth to a son, and there will always be something if you squeeze in. Go back and have another child as soon as possible...
"
"Your Majesty, I obey..." Hu Weiyong was stunned by Boss Zhu's hellish joke, which temporarily alleviated his mental internal friction caused by killing his son.
But today's internal friction cannot be cured without regret medicine...
~~
In Fengtianmen Square, the autumn wind chills.
The emperor and the prime minister jointly staged this live drama, which made all the civil and military officials in the dynasty look dumbfounded.
Boss Zhu, when the sun came out to the west, decided to pardon Prime Minister Hu's son.
Prime Minister Hu unexpectedly refused.
The emperor was so happy that he ordered his father to be beheaded by his son and gave it to Prime Minister Hu as a reward.
Hu Xiang also agreed...
Then the emperor persuaded Hu Xiang to have another child.
Hu Xiang agreed again...
Is this the relationship between monarch and minister in the new era? Regardless of anything else, let’s highlight an abstraction first?
So what should we do in the future? Compete one abstraction after another?
The ministers' heads were still buzzing until the end of the dynasty, and they had to go back and think about it for a while before they could figure it out...
In fact, there is a simple way, which is to ask the Hu Xiang in front of them.
However, at this time, Hu Weiyong exuded an air of repulsion from thousands of miles away, and no one dared to get close to him.
Hu Weiyong walked out of the Meridian Gate in silence like a wounded wolf, leaning on his staff.
"Uncle." Hood quickly came over and held his hand. It felt like he was holding a piece of ice, and he couldn't help but want to let go. "What's going on?"
Hu Weiyong glanced at him coldly, with such a bone-chilling chill that he almost froze to death.
Just as Hu De was about to ask what was wrong, there was a loud bang and Hu Weiyong struck him hard with the stick in the face.
The pain was so painful that stars popped out of his eyes and he was completely stunned.
"You bastard, why didn't you stop me! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" Hu Weiyong growled, stopped getting on his donkey cart, and just walked forward with his stick.
Hu De was stunned for a while before he realized what his uncle meant. He couldn't help but said aggrievedly:
"I, do I dare to stop you?"
Well, actually he didn’t want to stop him...
At this time, a huge young man wearing a navy blue dragon robe and a smiling face happened to pass by. Seeing the slanting red mark on his face, he couldn't help but whistled:
"Hey, it is forbidden to park vehicles for a long time..."
"The guard at the gate also bullies..." Hu De didn't understand the joke and thought the official was trying to drive him away. He was still so angry that his face turned red, so red that the mark couldn't even be seen.
But after seeing the person clearly, he quickly stopped cursing, smiled, covered his face, drove the car, and got out of the way.
I can't afford to offend, I can't offend. I can't afford to offend the gatekeeper...
~~
Normally, all princes in Beijing should go to the morning court to learn court etiquette and government affairs.
But Zhu Laoliu, who can't be offended, doesn't have the habit of going to court in the morning. It's too early for him and he can't get up at all, okay?
Besides, even if he could get up, he would have to spend half a day in front of Fengtianmen Square, dying from the sun in the summer and freezing to death in the winter. Can he endure the hardship?
Therefore, Lao Liu used the excuse that Guozixue had morning classes and never went to the morning court. Fortunately, Song Ne was also allowed not to attend the morning court, so it would not hurt Lao Liu to follow the same rules.
It's just that Song Ne really has morning classes. The most he can do is do some morning exercises, like watching a girl's movie.
Lao Liu went to Hui Dynasty today, a leap year and not a leap month, just to watch Xiang Hu's reaction up close and live.
But he didn't expect that this play would be so exciting...
His father's performance today was so unexpected that he had to guess that the old thief must know something.
Because he still doesn't know who's surveillance records are locked in the other two large iron cabinets under the east wall of Qianqing Palace.
Watching Hu De's retreating figure, Lao Liu couldn't help laughing.
Duke Cao Guo came over and said with a smile: "Why are you laughing, Your Highness?"
"I laugh at Zhuge Wumou, Zhou Yu Shaozhi..." Seeing that he was his real cousin, Lao Liu chuckled and said, "Cousin, I laugh at that man, he's so funny like a dog."
"Hu De?" Li Wenzhong put his hands in his big sleeves and spoke slowly and at the same pace as his steps: "He is Hu Weiyong's nephew. Hu Weiyong adopted his eldest brother's son when he was having a hard time having children."
After a pause, Cao Guogong gossiped: "Later, Prime Minister Hu finally managed to find a relative, and Hu De changed from an adopted son to a nephew again."
"Actually, Hu De is much better than Hu Tianci in all aspects. He has really made a lot of contributions to Hu Xiang'an over the years. It's okay to say he looks like a dog." Then Li Wenzhong chuckled and said:
"Now that Hu Tianci is about to be beheaded, Hu De may have another chance to give Hu a son."
"What's the benefit of being Hu Weiyong's son?" Lao Liu said lightly: "It's like joining the Yuan army in the 27th year of Zhizheng."
"Oh..." Li Wenzhong was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant. He couldn't help but laughed and said, "That's right... But in this life, isn't it that people are always pursuing things that they can't get?"
