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

Chapter 61
With a flash of the knife, Li Jun chopped off the copper lock with only one slash with the lancet, and it broke and fell on the stone steps.

In the county government of Jiangning where Zhang Youwen lived, there was a third squad leader who was from the army, and he was the most elite of the frontier army.

Zhang Youwen turned his head to look at Li Jun, and sighed: "He really is a titan who cut his armor thirty times."

Hu Hanshan knew that Li Jun was one of the 26 heroes of Jing Nan, but he never expected him to be so brave.

The other inspectors have long since realized the strangeness. The entire Tongji Gate knew about Li Jun's Thirty Armor Slashes. Unfortunately, no matter how brave he was, and refused to join forces, the Tongji Gate would never tolerate him.

Hu Hanshan pushed open the back door of the temple and rushed in with the inspectors.

Go to the Daxiong Hall where the abbot of the Dabaoen Temple is located. Fortunately, Hu Hanshan has already observed the location, so there is no need to wander around in the Dabaoen Temple.

Come to the outer court outside the Daxiong Palace.

Hu Hanshan felt that something was wrong. There was no monk novice in the spacious outer court in front of the towering Daxiong Hall.

An old acquaintance was chatting with the abbot, with a respectful attitude.

There were seven or eight middle-aged men standing beside the old acquaintance. From their collared uniforms, it could be seen that they had high official positions.

Just as Hu Hanshan was about to go over to say hello to his old acquaintance Zhou Ji, Zhang Youwen stopped him, "I just met a military officer next to Zhou Ji, my young master, at the inn."

"He is the commander of the Yangzhou Guard. He has fought in the battlefield for many years, and he has climbed from a small pawn to the current third-rank commander with his military achievements."

Hu Hanshan understood what Zhang Youwen meant. He knew that Prime Minister Zuo's eldest son often did some ridiculous things.

But today, I hope that Hu Hanshan can calm down a bit, those are all commanders of the third grade who are licking blood.

They are all from Jiang Xiahou Zhou Dexing's old department, and they will not give face to Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong.

Hu Hanshan nodded lightly, showing his sense of propriety, and walked over like a rogue: "Qianlima, it's true that there is no meeting in life."

Zhou Ji has been promoted from the Water Transport Envoy to the Jinwu Guard Commander of the Twelve Guards.

Some of Zhou Dexing's former commanders took the opportunity of returning to Beijing to report on their duties, and went to the Dabaoen Temple to offer incense to the Queen Mother to pray for blessings.

In fact, he went to meet Zhou Ji to congratulate the young master on being the commander of the Twelve Guards.

Among the twenty or so most prominent young princes in Ming Dynasty, they possessed the military power no less than that of the six small princes.

Commander Wu Pingwei was far away from Jinling, the capital city, and he didn't know who the son of a bureaucrat and gentry who looked like a loose man was. He said with an unhappy face: "Go away, don't disturb the young master talking about Buddhism and Zen with the abbot here."

The Commander of the Yangzhou Guard often had the opportunity to come to Jinling, and he put on a seemingly good attitude: "Speak politely, that is Hu Hanshan, the eldest son of Prime Minister Zuo."

Commander Wu Pingwei sneered, and said indifferently: "You are Hu Hanshan?"

While Commander Wu Pingwei was speaking, he pressed the Yanling Saber on his waist with his palm, as if he wanted to smash Hu Hanshan's head with the scabbard to vent his anger on the young master.

Li Jun stepped forward silently, holding the lancet tightly, ready to strike at any time.

Although the other inspectors were from humble backgrounds, they also held down the Xiuchun knife.

Commander Wu Pingwei and others recognized that the sabers on the inspectors' waists were Xiuchun knives, and they didn't mean to be afraid at all. They were the commanders of the guards who controlled the heavy troops.

Licking blood on the battlefield, killing him step by step, how could he be afraid of Jin Yiwei Fanzi.

Zhou Ji didn't want to pay attention to Hu Hanshan, pointed to the Daxiong Hall and said, "If you want to worship Buddha, go to the Daxiong Hall, and don't disturb me talking about Zen with the mage here."

The abbot showed his bodhisattva face to Hu Hanshan, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

Hu Hanshan came here today to find the abbot. When passing by the abbot, he grabbed the abbot by the collar of his cassock.

He directly dragged the abbot into and out of the Daxiong Palace, and came to the empty outer court.

Zhou Ji's finger pointing at the Daxiong Hall froze in mid-air.

He knew very well that Hu Hanshan's bastard was absurd, but he didn't expect Hu Hanshan to be so absurd.

That is the abbot of the Dabaoen Temple who the princes of the six major kingdoms must pay respect to when they see him.

Now he was dragged by Hu Hanshan outside the Daxiong Palace like a chicken.

Commander Wu Pingwei and other seven or eight commanders stared wide-eyed. The abbot is an eminent monk who often gives lectures to Empress Ma and the vassal kings.

By doing this, Hu Hanshan is not afraid of making enemies for his father Hu Weiyong and attacking the power of the Hu Party?

Hu Hanshan's behavior of not following the rules really opened the eyes of seven or eight commanders including Commander Wu Pingwei.

How can there be such a muddy eldest son in the world.

Constantly trying to tear down his father, Hu Weiyong, was about to create a great situation in the Tang Dynasty with five surnames and seven Wangs.

The abbot had never been treated so rudely before, and even Empress Ma was very respectful to him, clasping her hands together: "If you have any doubts, please tell me."

Hu Hanshan was not a good man or a believer, but he explained lazily, and asked in a low voice, "Is there an underground palace under Changgan Temple?"

underground palace?

The abbot understood that Hu Hanshan was bewitched by someone, thinking that there was a treasure buried when the Yuan Dynasty fell in Dabaoen Temple: "Ami Buddha, it's all lies."

"Everything in the world is empty, good man, don't be blinded by greed, hatred and ignorance."

Hu Hanshan is not in the mood to listen to the old monk say some witty words: "Hurry up, don't waste my young master's time, yes, or not."

The abbot really doesn't know what an underground palace is, if he really knows that there is an underground palace.

Where can I wait until Hu Hanshan comes to hunt for treasures, he has already been hollowed out by Jin Yiwei.

The abbot had no choice but to put his palms together and whispered Amitabha.

Zhou Ji couldn't stand it any longer: "Hu Hanshan quickly let go of the abbot, don't you want your father to be blamed by Empress Ma and have to think behind closed doors in the mansion."

Thinking behind closed doors at home?

Don't go around to win over your party members.

Hu Hanshan was about to let go of the abbot, but he became excited after hearing this.

Looking at the smooth round head of the abbot, the more he looked at it, the more joyful he was, and he almost couldn't hold back and chopped it off with the Xiuchun knife: "Qianlima, you said that if I cut the abbot down."

"Will my father take the blame and resign and return to his hometown in Haozhou to take care of himself?"

Commander Wu Pingwei and other seven or eight commanders were completely confused. Any one of the Xungui's children who heard that the critical Xungui's father thought about his mistakes behind closed doors would rush to apologize to the abbot.

Hu Hanshan is fine.

Not only is his face full of anticipation, but his father, Hu Weiyong, will also lose his official position and power.

how.

Hu Weiyong spent so many years of hard work to establish the Hu Party, and finally created a magnificent scene of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty.

He was ruined by his son.

is a good thing?
(End of this chapter)