Daming: I'm rotten, my father is Hu Weiyong

Chapter 4

Several other Huaixi honorables bounced off the long bench with a "bass", and before Hu Hanshan could speak, they rode on the Liaodong horse as fast as they could.

Using his never-before-seen athletic skills, which he never had in chasing Chen Youliang, he left Prime Minister Zuo's mansion in a hurry.

The speed was so fast that the officials present were dazzled.

Afraid of leaving a bit too late, Hu Hanshan, a dude with no clue, uttered some gossip that shouldn't be said.

The scenes of Huaixi nobles fleeing from Prime Minister Zuo's mansion like deserters really made the civil officials in eastern Zhejiang dumbfounded and confused.

Frequently looking up at the four-entry mansion with ridged beasts and double eaves not far away, to make sure that I have come to the wrong place, whether the place I came to is Hu Weiyong's mansion.

Huaixi Xungui's panicked appearance, fearing to avoid it, is the residence of the leader of Huaixi Xungui, and it is clearly the residence of the cruel official Yang Xian.

Hu Hanshan's mouth almost became Yang Xian's knife for skinning corrupt officials.

The civil officials in eastern Zhejiang also looked at Hu Hanshan in a wrong way. This well-known dandy in Jinling City is too insignificant, so he is not gambling.

It is clearly trying to provoke the relationship between Hu Weiyong and other Huaixi nobles, and to kill the friendship between Hu Weiyong and other Huaixi nobles.

Hu Hanshan's mouth was even more frightening than Yang Xian's skinning knife.

Other officials are trying their best to cultivate party members, but Hu Hanshan is doing his best to dismantle his father's platform.

All the people who were demolished were the most prominent group of dignitaries in Jinling City. It was indeed a spectacle never seen before in Jinling City.

Hu Hanshan didn't care what the civil officials in eastern Zhejiang thought. He looked at the nobles in Huaixi who fled in a hurry, slammed their mouths, and still had some unfinished regrets.

"Little beast!"

Before Hu Hanshan finished regretting, there was a stern shout from behind.

With a livid face, Hu Weiyong held a cane in his hand, lifted the hem of his uniform, and rushed over in disregard of official appearance.

Look at this situation, I will never give up until I beat Hu Hanshan half to death.

Just as Hu Hanshan was about to run away, Hu Er threw himself on him, and began to cry with tears on his face: "The young master hides well, and the master will calm down after pumping on the servant a few times."

Hu Hanshan helplessly wanted to slap Hu Er on the head. This kid was loyal, but this loyalty prevented him from escaping.

Hu Hanshan had already made up his mind before the show started. After spraying the Huaixi dignitaries who came to the banquet, it completely disturbed Hu Weiyong's celebration banquet, and immediately went out to hide for two days.

When Hu Weiyong's anger dissipated, and he sincerely admitted his mistake, the matter would be over.

Who would have imagined that he would follow Hu Er to do bad things with good intentions and be too loyal.

Seeing that the thick rattan was getting closer, Hu Hanshan could only shout loudly: "Go and invite the Tathagata Buddha. Ah, my grandma."

"Little beast!"

Just as the thick rattan was about to fall on his body, Hu Hanshan grinned and closed his eyes ahead of time.

An old woman wearing a red round shirt, embroidered with clouds and peacock patterns in gold thread, and wearing a scarlet peacock trotted to Hu Hanshan's side under the service of a group of maids.

Mrs. Hu stretched out her hand to protect Hu Hanshan, her old eyes glared angrily: "Hu Weiyong, how dare you!"

One thing falls one thing, Hu Weiyong, who usually has a deep official authority, sometimes dared to contradict Emperor Hongwu because of his different political opinions.

When meeting his own mother, there is nothing but helplessness.

Seeing that the old lady was protecting the eldest grandson behind her, Hu Weiyong could only put away the cane and reasoned: "My lord, this little bastard is slandering the nobles of Huaixi without restraint."

"If I don't teach him a lesson today, how can I be worthy of my friendship for so many years?"

Before Hu Weiyong finished speaking, Mrs. Hu reached out and snatched the cane: "I am not a lady from a scholarly family, but a countryman who has lived in the countryside for most of his life."

"The old man will not bend his grandson because of your official friendship. As long as the old man lives for a day, whoever dares to touch a hair of the grandson, the old man will dare to fight him with a rolling pin."

Mrs. Hu finished scolding Hu Weiyong loudly, quickly rubbed Hu Hanshan's head, and protected him from here: "Don't be afraid, grandma is here."

Hu Weiyong watched the grandfather and grandson leave here, and for a while didn't know what to do.

Wanting to teach the eldest son a lesson, the old lady who regards the grandson as her heart and soul blocks it.

Don't teach me a lesson, and I'm sorry Huaixi Xungui.

In the end, Hu Weiyong could only frown tightly, and cupped his hands: "Forgive me, colleagues, I am afraid that this celebration banquet will not be able to be held."

Hu Weiyong didn't say to hold it another day, the celebration banquet was messed up like this by Hu Hanshan, there is no need to hold it again.

The purpose of this celebration banquet was mainly to invite the nobles from Huaixi, and the civil servants from the eastern Zhejiang Province were just incidental. Without the host and guest, there was no need to continue the banquet.

Hu Weiyong ordered his servants to close the middle door of the mansion, and the civil officials in eastern Zhejiang got into official sedan chairs one after another, and left the gate that made them restless for a long time.

After all the officials left, there was still one official who did not leave. His eyes were not on Hu Weiyong, the left prime minister, but on the direction Hu Hanshan left.

This official was none other than Mao Xiang, the first commander of Jin Yiwei, the chief of the Ming Dynasty.

Mao Xiang's appearance was unremarkable, and he had no official authority. He was not at all like the chief executive who even the nobles in Huaixi feared, but rather like an inconspicuous county official.

Mao Xiang is good at small script, and he can write with a mouse brush while standing, without making mistakes in his handwriting.

The spectacle that happened today is all recorded in the book with a straight and straight hand, and it is ready to be dedicated to Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

Mao Xiang came here in person today, originally thinking of recording Huaixi nobles' cliques for private interests, but in the end it was all messed up by Hu Hanshan.

It made him quite aggrieved, and he couldn't vomit out a sense of depression.

What made Mao Xiang even more depressed was that Hu Hanshan, a dandy, really played games to a poetic level, and figured out a set of Three Kingdoms Killing.

With his cold-blooded heart like a stone, he can't help but want to play a few games in person, it's so attractive.

If he hadn't taken into account the status of the commander of Jin Yiwei, he might have sat down long ago.

There is also a follow-up that makes Mao Xiang even more uncomfortable. Everything that happened today must be reported. I don't know if Emperor Hongwu will be interested in the Three Kingdoms Killing.

Since Emperor Hongwu was so strict with himself to the point of being harsh, he hated all games and games, and he probably hated the Three Kingdoms Killing.

But the attraction of the Three Kingdoms Killing was so great that Mao Xiang was afraid that something might happen, and even thought of concealing the Three Kingdoms Killing.

As soon as this idea appeared, Mao Xiang immediately shuddered, quickly extinguished the idea, and rushed towards the palace with a group of Jin Yiwei at the fastest speed.

(End of this chapter)