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

Chapter 104 Blossoms and Fruits

Gao Xun's deep abhorrence of corrupt officials is like a clean stream in the officialdom that has never been in harmony with others, which is what Hu Hanshan admires most about him.

It was getting late, and Hu Hanshan had to go home to watch another good Kunqu opera. The two parted ways and returned to their respective residences.

Hu Hanshan secretly hid in the corner of the side hall, waiting for the arrival of Nanxionghou.

Put badly.

It's harvest time again.

After waiting for a long time, but still did not see Marquis Nanxiong coming over, Huang Zicheng's anxiety inevitably appeared on Hu Hanshan's face.

When it was getting dark, Hu Hanshan walked around the corner of the side hall impatiently.

Nanxionghou, whom Hu Hanshan was waiting for, is now kneeling at the gate of the apse of Wenhua Hall.

I don't know how long I knelt, and the six doors opened slowly.

Emperor Hongwu came out of the side hall, and looked quietly at Nanxionghou who was kneeling on the ground.

The Marquis of Huaixi, who stood at the apex of power, immediately began to kowtow non-stop, because he was too worried that his eldest son would be beheaded for public display, and he burst into tears: "Brother Chong."

"Brother is such an eldest son. If he were to be beheaded at Caishikou together, the Zhao family would lose their incense."

Nanxionghou cried for a long time, but did not hear a word of pardon, and cried again according to the master's instructions: "Zhao Qingyuan did not participate in hoarding, and has always been in the yamen to have sex with prostitutes and listen to Kunqu opera."

"The hoarding was all done by Ningguo government officials and officials of Jing County who were corrupt and perverted the law. When Zhao Qingyuan left, he didn't take one or two Mingbao banknotes."

Speaking of this, I cried and cried, and I explained it.

Nanxionghou never waited for a pardon.

Nanxionghou was very dissatisfied in his heart, it was not just some ordinary people, how could they be compared with these noble Huaixi nobles.

Nanxionghou finally knocked his head heavily on the ground: "This Marquis is willing to use hereditary replacements in exchange for Zhao Qingyuan's life."

Emperor Hongwu finally spoke, and only said one word: "Yes."

After saying these words, Emperor Hongwu disappeared in front of Nanxiong Hou, and the six doors opened in the morning, three crosses and six bowls of water chestnuts, were slowly closed.

Nanxionghou, who was in tears, stood up slowly from the ground, and wiped away all the tears on his face with the sleeve of the big red Qilin Fu.

Glancing at the sleeves of the big red unicorn suit, he sighed heavily, not knowing what he was thinking.

Not long after, Nanxionghou's old face showed uncontrollable anger, and he left the palace in a hurry.

"Hu Hanshan!"

Hearing this loud shout, Hu Hanshan no longer felt anxious, and his face was full of joy.

It's finally here, and there's another bumper harvest this time.

A middle-aged man wearing a square beam crown on his head, wearing a big red unicorn suit, and a gold belt around his waist, walked towards the main hall angrily.

Kicking open the six carved wooden doors of the main hall, Nanxiong Hou picked up a green and white glazed jade pot and spring vase, and smashed it directly on the ground.

He smashed the precious green and white glazed jade pot and spring vase, and was still angry, and then kicked on the huanghuali coffee table, and the coral glazed tureen placed on it smashed to pieces.

Coral-glazed covered bowls can be said to be the top grade among the top grades. It is difficult for a famous kiln like Ru Kiln to fire a batch, and they are generally used as tributes.

It means that the rich and powerful like Hu Weiyong, Prime Minister of the Left, can afford it. The homes of ordinary officials, no matter how big the local gentry, have tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, they still can't afford coral glaze bowls.

Nanxionghou's kick directly smashed three or four coral glazed bowls.

When Marquis Nanxiong lost his temper, Hu Weiyong and several Marquis came out from the back hall.

Hu Weiyong understood the purpose of Marquis Nanxiong's coming. Hu Dang had already lost Marquis Linjiang, and he didn't want to lose another Marquis of Huaixi.

Hu Weiyong's serious old face showed a little more sincerity: "It's really the dog's fault this time, but don't worry, your whole family will be transferred back from Ningxia Wei in a few years."

The imperial decree to condemn Nanxionghou's family not only dismissed Nanxionghou's hereditary replacement, but also sent his whole family to Ningxia Wei in the northwest frontier.

That is a place of bitter cold even more remote than Liaodong. From now on, it will leave the land of fireworks in Jinling, and anyone who changes it will be furious.

The whole clan of Nanxionghou hated Hu Hanshan to death, and it was because he disregarded the friendship of his fellow countrymen that the whole clan of Nanxionghou fell into this state.

Nanxiong Hou fell and smashed in the main hall of Prime Minister Zuo's official residence. Instead of dispelling the anger in his heart, his attitude towards Hu Weiyong became much colder: "How can you blame your eldest son for this matter."

"It's just that he didn't participate in the hoarding, and he dedicated his duty to helping the victims. Of course, he will please His Majesty."

"Zhao Qingyuan wanted to win over the local bureaucratic gentry, and acquiesced that the local bureaucratic gentry hoarded through this drought and embezzled the fields of the common people."

Nanxionghou's words are correct, but if Hu Hanshan hadn't forcibly taken away half of the relief food, the bureaucratic gentry of Ningguo Mansion would not have been so anxious to hoard it.

Over the years, there have been more officials hoarding and hoarding, all of which are carried out slowly and imperceptibly.

While allowing the people affected by the disaster to survive, it will not be caught by Jin Yiwei.

After all, the land is sold voluntarily by the common people, just to survive.

It is understandable that the market price of buying and selling land is a little lower than usual. The price of land in a disaster year would have dropped a lot.

It's just [-] to [-]% cheaper, and the bureaucratic squires are considered conscientious.

Such a situation is reported verbatim, even if it is hoarding, it will not leave the court with a reason to question it.

But this time the disaster relief caused Hu Hanshan to snatch half of the relief food. In order to get the fields and money they should have received, the local gentry officials had to eat ugly food and squeeze the common people.

As a result, Jin Yiwei took advantage of it, wrote it into a pamphlet, and reported it to Emperor Hongwu.

Hu Weiyong and several other Hou Ye didn't know the way, although they were sad that the training of Hu Hanshan failed again this time, and he failed to win over the local officials and gentry.

Thinking about it the other way around, it's a blessing in misfortune that he didn't get his head chopped off at Caishikou because of this incident.

Hu Weiyong didn't think about blaming Hu Hanshan, and was a little lucky that there was only such an eldest son.

The only thing that Hu Weiyong couldn't accept was that the Hu Dang was about to lose another Huaixi nobleman: "Even if Zhao Xiandi went to Ningxia Wei, the Hu Dang still has sixteen Huaixi Lords."

"The power is still in the hands of the government and the public, and the power is spread all over the capital."

Knowing what Hu Weiyong was going to say next, Marquis Nanxiong waved his hand: "I didn't understand Marquis Linjiang's actions some time ago, so now it seems that there is no need to say more."

Marquis Nanxiong made the same decision as Marquis Linjiang, and ripped open the sleeves of the big red unicorn suit with a 'squeak': "From now on, this Marquis will only recognize the Township Party and not the Hu Party."

(End of this chapter)