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

Chapter 1 Lie Flat

Xiaohan season.

Jinling City had been waiting for more than half a month for heavy snow, and it finally came. There were large flakes of snow falling on the black-tiled roofs in the streets and alleys.

Just like this sudden Ruixue.

Near the Sanfang Lane Tribute Courtyard near Wuding Bridge, there was a piece of good news from the home of a noble and noble family who entered the mansion.

Prime Minister Hu Weiyong's only son finally woke up after lying down for more than half a month after falling from the carriage.

"My father is actually Hu Weiyong! Hu Weiyong, the left prime minister of the Ming Dynasty who was punished by the nine clans!"

"It's over, it's over, it's over now, there are only less than two years left to live!"

In a wing room in the east courtyard, Hu Hanshan suddenly sat up from the Suxiu bed, looking at the brazier burning with silver flakes and charcoal in the wing room, his face was full of disbelief.

The silver shavings made the room as warm as spring, but Hu Hanshan didn't feel the slightest warmth, but a bone-chilling chill.

Others in this world don't know Hu Weiyong's end, that's because he doesn't have the ability to predict the future, Hu Hanshan, as a fan obsessed with the history of the Ming Dynasty, couldn't be more clear.

Hu Weiyong was not only punished by the nine clans, but even Hu Weiyong's disciples and party members were not spared. As many as [-] people were implicated, and the Qinhuai River was dyed red.

The servant girl who had been staying by Hu Hanshan's side saw the young master who was dying of illness sitting up, and immediately ran out crying.

Not long after, there was a rush of 'creaking' sound from the snow outside the wing room.

It was the sound of hard-soled official boots stepping on the snow.

The carved wooden door of the wing room opened with a bang.

A middle-aged man was wearing a red Wenqi uniform, a black gauze cap on his head, and a jade belt around his waist, and he came to the Suxiu bed step by step.

Hu Hanshan saw that he was wearing the uniform that only a senior official could wear, and knew who was coming, it should be Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of the left, who is an extremely human minister.

On weekdays, Hu Weiyong always had a sullen face. He saw that no one had a smiling face, and his face was full of majesty. In addition, because he was in a high position, all officials were trembling and terrified when they saw him.

Even ordinary princes feel a little uneasy when they see Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, because his majestic face has a sense of oppression.

Hu Hanshan also felt a strong sense of oppression, swallowed subconsciously, feeling extremely nervous.

Hu Weiyong has accumulated a lot of power over the years, and he also treats his eldest son very strictly: "I said that you are not allowed to associate with those dudes, but this time you are actually riding a horse in the street."

"If Wucheng Bingma Si didn't take into account that you are Prime Minister Zuo's son, he would have put you in jail long ago."

"I hope that through this lesson, you can change your mind, study hard, and pass the exam this year."

Hu Hanshan looked at his oppressive father and knew that he was a strict father with a strong desire to control. He had arranged everything for the eldest son and wanted the eldest son to live his life according to his thoughts.

It turned out that Hu Hanshan had gradually become an ignorant dude because of his rebellion, and that's why he fell to his death in the street.

Hu Hanshan couldn't care less about the restlessness when facing his strict father, he just wanted to persuade his father to give up his rights, resign and go home to become a rich man, maybe there is still a way to survive.

But thinking of Hu Weiyong's arbitrariness over the years, he obviously wouldn't listen to the nonsense of the eldest son of a dandy.

Hu Hanshan could only insinuate, and said in a voice that only the father and son could hear: "Father, which one is more wise and powerful, Emperor Hongwu or Han Gaozu?"

When Hu Weiyong heard his eldest son utter such a nonsensical remark, how could he hide his thoughts from Prime Minister Zuo, who has been in an ups and downs career for many years.

The eldest son was saying that Emperor Hongwu, like Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, would kill heroes, and advised him to resign quickly and return to his hometown to become a rich man.

After hearing this sentence, Hu Weiyong felt a little relieved. It seems that the eldest son is still smart, not really ignorant.

However, how could a child understand the intricate court situation.

Hu Weiyong and his son rarely had the opportunity to talk together calmly. In order to ease the relationship between father and son, they deliberately said a few more words: "It's not that father doesn't want to retire, but that he can't."

"The situation in the court is too complicated. You can't retreat if you want. There are a lot of things involved that can't be explained in one or two sentences."

"Even if you want to retreat, you have to arrange a way out before you can retreat."

After Hu Weiyong finished speaking, he saw that the eldest son's face was not right, and he sighed. Knowing that the eldest son of a dandy is tired of these official affairs, he kept silent: "Lie on the bed and rest well. come over."

The imperial physicians generally only consulted the imperial family. Hu Weiyong, the nobles of Huaixi, sometimes asked the Emperor Hongwu to send an imperial physician to treat family members for family affairs.

Emperor Hongwu agreed every time, and the imperial doctor seemed to be the family doctor of these old Huaixi brothers.

It was the first time for Hu Weiyong, but in order for the eldest son to recover as soon as possible, he could only go to Emperor Hongwu with the cheek.

Hu Hanshan watched Hu Weiyong, who had just tasted the pinnacle of power, leave the wing room, wondering if this was his truth, or he was unwilling to let go of the power he had worked so hard to obtain.

However, Hu Hanshan understood one thing. It is absolutely impossible for his father, Hu Weiyong, to obey the idea of ​​his eldest son.

If it doesn't work, just run away.

Thinking of running away early, Hu Hanshan was extremely moved, and it was the only way now.

You can't run too close, as long as you are within the territory of Ming Dynasty, even if you run as far as the chief secretary of Yunnan, where the emperor is far away, Zhu Yuanzhang will be arrested at the order of Zhu Yuanzhang.

It is best to go to sea, bring more money and family guards, maybe you can be a local emperor in places like Luzon.

Hu Hanshan thought for a while and quickly gave up, because he thought of another frightening official office at the same time.

Jin Yiwei.

It is estimated that as soon as the front foot left, the back foot was caught by the ubiquitous Jin Yiwei, not to mention that Hu Weiyong's eldest son was under key guard.

From the fact that Hu Weiyong was killed within two years of becoming Prime Minister Zuo, and there were as many as 3 honorable officials in Zhulian, it can be seen that Zhu Yuanzhang had planned this long ago.

Today's Emperor Hongwu will never let Prime Minister Zuo's eldest son go, so as not to pull up a group of people to rise up against the Ming Dynasty that has just been put down for a long time.

Cutting weeds is rooting out.

Hu Hanshan was completely hopeless. He couldn't live, he couldn't run, he could only sit at home and wait for death all day long.

What is more terrifying than dying is waiting to die.

He clearly knew when he was going to die and what the cause of death was, but there was no way to solve it, it was even more painful than Ling Chi.

Hu Hanshan collapsed on the soft bed again, with only one thought in his mind.

Okay, let's mess it up.

(End of this chapter)