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

Chapter 110 What a Great Gift

Liu Laizi hadn't read many books, so he was afraid and intimidated by scholars.

What I'm afraid of is that those officials and powerful scholars will always try their best to tease Zhang Yu, a poor scholar with no future, in search of a strange pleasure.

Liu Laizi seemed to be convinced of Zhang Yu, and said sarcastically, "My eldest brother is a scumbag in the county, and the master of the book office of the third class and the sixth room is the same iron brother who worshiped."

"Want to sue me? Even if you are a scholar, there are ways to make your life worse than death."

Zhang Yu used to only dare to hide behind his mother, not knowing that Liu Laizi's elder brother was a turd.

His face darkened, knowing that today's matter could not be good.

The business of the dung section is to clean up the feces in the homes of Kuodu people in the county. This business does not sound very popular.

The silver profit is first-class and generous.

This matter does not need to be done by Liu Dongduan himself. He only needs to pay ICBC to hire a few tenants in the countryside to pick up the manure every month.

Pick it up in the countryside and sell it, it is the high-quality fertilizer that the peasants are eager to buy.

Liu Dungduan earned money by doing business with such empty-glove white wolves. Every year, he made a lot of contributions to the head of the third class and the sixth room.

Liu Manizi was just a helper in Liu Dongduan's hands, and because he was Liu Dongduan's brother of the same clan, he opened a tea shed.

He came to Wang's house again and again to ask for money because he fell in love with Zhang's house.

The house is really dilapidated, and the location is really good, close to the city gate.

Liu Laizi planned to open a teahouse here, so he borrowed money by all means and forced Zhang's family to pay off the debt with a house.

Zhang Yu didn't know what to do for a while. First of all, the document was indeed clearly written in black and white.

In addition, Liu Dengduan and the county government are working together, even if there is no black and white, they can easily occupy the Wang family's house.

Zhang Yu frowned tightly, his thoughts turned quickly.

Thinking of ways to break the situation.

Although Zhang Yu is now an important criminal wanted by the court, he used to be the Prefect of the Privy Council of the former court. If he really did something, these people would not be enough for Zhang Yu to kill alone.

But this will inevitably alarm Jin Yiwei, and finally found a place to hide temporarily, so he can't lose it like this.

After Zhang Yusi thought about it, he could only use a low-level method.

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to support his mother, just like his mother protected him just now, and blocked her behind.

No matter who becomes the emperor, there are rules.

Just know how to use the rules.

Even if there were more than a dozen green hands on the opposite side, they were still not afraid at all.

Under the astonished gazes of Liu Manizi and the others, Zhang Yu took a step forward and scolded sharply: "Liu Manizi, do you know what crime should be punished for beating a student!"

Immediately, Liu Laizi and the others were overwhelmed by Zhang Yu's aura and did not dare to step forward.

Seeing that they stopped at the same spot, Zhang Yu continued to yell loudly: "Although Zhang is only a scholar, he is also well-known. You low-ranking people only need to dare to beat the students."

"According to the law of Ming Dynasty, it should be twisted!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yu lay down on the ground.

Liu Laizi and the others were completely dumbfounded.

This man is too rascal.

The few gangsters who followed, who were aggressive just now, died down in an instant.

They came over to help, just for a meal tonight.

No matter how good the food and drinks are, it is not as important as your own life.

Several helpers looked at each other, then ran away.

"Mr. Xiucai, today's matter has nothing to do with our brothers."

"Master Liu, there is still something to do at home, so we brothers will go back first."

Liu Laizi has never been to a private school, and he doesn't know a few words, so he doesn't know the laws of the Ming Dynasty.

Even if they don't know whether Zhang Yu's words are true or not, beating a student is indeed a felony.

Liu Laizi didn't expect that he couldn't control a weak and incompetent sour scholar, so he could only go back and invite his elder brother.

Looking at Zhang Yu lying on the ground, he left a word and ran away in despair.

"You lay down by yourself. I didn't beat you. I will give you three days at most. I will come back to collect the money after three days."

When Liu Laizi and the others disappeared, Zhang Yu hurriedly stood up from the cold ground, a little helpless and a little funny: "I didn't expect this trick to be quite effective."

Standing aside, Mrs. Zhang and Li wiped tears from the corners of their eyes: "Son, the Liu family is powerful and powerful in Jiangning County. They just want to give them the house."

"As long as my son is safe and sound, mother's death is worth it in this life."

Zhang Yu shook his head, and picked up the broken oil-paper umbrella in the corner: "Don't worry, mother, not only will they not be able to take away the old house left by my father, but also Liu Manizi and his elder brother will not be able to play for a few days."

After speaking, he walked out in the wind and rain.

Go to the county government office in Jiangning County.

within the county government.

A large abode of blue bricks and green tiles was built, orderly, with no end in sight.

A beast pavilion with double eaves and ridges rose from the ground.

It looks very simple and heavy.

The gallery is gilded and painted, and it stretches away.

Between the pavilions of various houses, there is a winding corridor.

The door of the pavilion.

There were more than a dozen tall guards standing there, with strong bodies, exuding the smell of beacon fires that had been on the battlefield.

Not squinting, not moving.

Zhu Di was sitting on the magistrate's official hat chair, drinking tea with a bean green glaze tureen, and Hu Hanshan stood beside him resolutely not to sit, looking like the most loyal dog leg of the prince.

Hu Hanshan wiped the rainwater off his face, his body was full of dusty smell, and he said happily: "My lord, how about this gift, it's big enough."

Zhu Di never thought that the big gift that Hu Hanshan was going to give was actually Zhang Yu: "Zhang Yu is the prefect of the Privy Council in the Yuan Dynasty, and his status is equivalent to the head of the Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty."

"The Privy Council has been in charge of the Yuan Dynasty for so many years. Since hiding, even Mao Xiang has not found it after searching for many years. It is almost digging three feet."

Of course Hu Hanshan knew how hard it was to find Zhang Yu. If he hadn't taken the initiative to seek refuge with Daming, Jin Yiwei and the Secretary of General Administration would not have found any trace of Zhang Yu at all.

The harder it is to find Zhang Yu, the more precious this great gift can be reflected.

Because what was sent was not only a handsome talent who was proficient in strategy, but also a part of the meticulous work system of the Yuan Dynasty to Zhu Di.

The Yuan Dynasty has perished, but there are still a large number of secret works left behind. All the information about these fans is in the hands of Zhang Yu, the former Zhi Yuan of the Privy Council.

The more precious Zhang Yu was, the more Zhu Di couldn't understand Hu Hanshan: "Such a generous gift, wouldn't it be better to give it to the prince, maybe after the prince ascends the throne, he will directly reward you with a hereditary uncle."

When Hu Hanshan heard that Zhu Di began to question him, he was not worried at all, but was full of joy: "My minister knows why the prince wants Zhang Yu, who has already got it, and wants to take the initiative to push it out."

"Isn't it because no one in the government and the public is optimistic about the prince, thinking that the prince has no chance of ruling the world, I'm afraid even the prince himself thinks so."

(End of this chapter)