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

Chapter 85 Princess Anqing's Choice

"Pick up!"

The son-in-law Lu Xian was serving Hu Weiyong with tea, when he suddenly heard a high-pitched voice coming from outside the wooden door, he hurriedly straightened his round-neck white suit, and hurried out to meet him.

Hu Weiyong was much more ordinary. He could see Emperor Hongwu three or four times a day, which was more than the number of times he saw his eldest son Hu Hanshan.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Concubine Lu Xian, Princess Runing, and many servants and maidservants from the Concubine's Mansion knelt outside the wide-open middle door to welcome Emperor Hongwu's holy chariot.

Kneeling at the gate.

Only the left prime minister, Hu Weiyong, stood, lowered his head slightly, and bowed his hands in salute.

Emperor Hongwu said calmly: "Pingshen."

He got off the gilt-inlaid jade dragon chariot drawn by six horses, and went to the side courtyard from the middle gate, passing by Hu Weiyong without saying a word.

Hu Weiyong frowned tightly on his serious old face, and thought: I'm afraid this matter can't be resolved.

Emperor Hongwu came all the way to the side courtyard and met his daughter, Princess Anqing.

Emperor Hongwu looked one way in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, but another way in front of his family.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Princess Anqing, the daughter of Wanfu, and sighed: "It's really decided."

Before Princess Anqing could speak, Hu Hanshan hastily put on the official uniform with blue bruise pattern and walked out from the wing.

Hu Hanshan secretly observed Zhu Yuanzhang's appearance carefully, and he didn't look like a melon face at all.

Although I was worried, I didn't know if I would be beheaded.

Hu Hanshan still stood in front of Princess Anqing: "Your Majesty, one person is responsible for the work, even if you want to behead me, please behead me alone, and don't punish Anqing."

There was a hint of sweetness on Princess Anqing's graceful and luxurious face, and she felt a kind of peace of mind that she had never felt before.

I have been growing up in the palace, and I am used to the intrigue of concubines and princesses, and I have always said false things to her.

Princess Anqing has been deeply lonely all these years, and now suddenly there is someone standing in front of her all the time to protect her from the wind and rain, giving her a sense of dependence like a mountain.

Princess Anqing took a step forward, secretly grabbed Hu Hanshan's right hand, and whispered affectionately: "Husband~"

Seeing his daughter Anqing's attachment to Hu Hanshan, Zhu Yuanzhang understood everything in his heart, and he liked Hu Hanshan even more for coming forward.

The daughter followed him pretty well.

"His Majesty!"

Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of the left, strode into the side courtyard. Usually, when he met Emperor Hongwu, he just bowed his hands and saluted.

Suddenly, the three-kowtowed-nine-powdowed man knelt down on the ground with big salutes.

The left prime minister, Hu Weiyong, was wearing a black gauze hat and stuck his forehead on the cold ground: "The dog is ignorant, please spare the dog's life, the old minister is willing to take it on behalf of the son."

Hu Hanshan never thought that his father Hu Weiyong, who had always put on a stern face, would be willing to behead him.

During this period of time, his father, Hu Weiyong, has spared no effort in cultivating him no matter how stupid he is.

Standing on one's own standpoint, having a foresight is of course knowing that the more one is cultivated, the quicker one will die.

But from the standpoint of his father Hu Weiyong, even all the nobles in Huaixi and civil servants in eastern Zhejiang would think that his father Hu Weiyong was right.

He is a taciturn old father who supports everything behind his back.

Hu Hanshan immediately knelt beside his father Hu Weiyong: "Your Majesty, if you want to punish, please punish me alone."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Hu Weiyong and Hu Hanshan, father and son, and thought of his filial eldest son Zhu Biao, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

In the past, I always heard that Hu Hanshan often rebelled against his father Hu Weiyong, but I didn't expect Hu Hanshan to be a dutiful son.

Princess Anqing hadn't officially married Hu Hanshan yet, and she knelt beside Hu Hanshan together: "Father, my daughter is willing to give up the title of princess and marry Hu Lang."

Zhu Yuanzhang knew about this matter a long time ago, so he didn't react, otherwise he wouldn't have come here last night.

The reactions of Hu Weiyong, Hu Hanshan and his son were mostly different.

Hu Weiyong was stunned. Jinling didn't know how many officials in Jinling dreamed of titles. Even his chief civil servant, Prime Minister Zuo, wanted to find a hereditary title for his eldest son.

Princess Anqing was actually willing to give up the title of princess equivalent to a vassal king for the sake of her eldest son, Hu Hanshan.

Hu Hanshan no longer cared whether Princess Anqing was a princess or not, and only wanted the couple to live a good life and spend their whole lives loving each other.

Hu Hanshan knew that this was the only way for the two of them to get married, and his eyes turned red: "An Qing, I, Hu Hanshan, will never let you down in this life."

As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang was not the emperor of the Song Dynasty, so he didn't need to use his daughter's marriage contract to maintain his rule.

Pay tribute?

Marriage?

Zhu Yuanzhang would only give them one thing when facing the northern Tartars.

Killing knife.

Or a knife that kills everything.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt relieved when he saw the love between his daughter An Qing and Hu Hanshan: "It's up to you."

"deliver an imperial order."

The eunuch who served the decree had already held an imperial decree, walked into the side courtyard, and read out the imperial decree in a high-pitched voice.

"Princess Anqing was demoted to be the head of the county, and she will marry the county magistrate Hu Hanshan on a certain day."

The family of Hu Weiyong, Hu Hanshan, and Princess Anqing knelt on the ground to thank each other.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, signaling Hu Weiyong and Hu Hanshan to go out first, and wait until everyone left.

Only Zhu Yuanzhang and Princess Anqing's father and daughter were left in the side courtyard.

Zhu Yuanzhang told the truth to his daughter: "Anqing, you should have heard about Hu Weiyong's power over the government and the public. If there is such a day, the whole family of Hu's family will be executed."

"Father will not kill you and your grandson, but Hu Hanshan is hard to say."

Princess Anqing's complexion paled immediately, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Father, you can't just save your husband's life for the sake of your daughter and grandson."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the word "grandson", his mood became very good. The heir of the prince Zhu Biao was unhappy, which made him deeply understand what it means to be an intergenerational relative: "As long as he can give birth to a grandson, it is considered that Hu Hanshan has made a contribution, and he is barely spared. .”

"However, capital crimes can be avoided and life crimes cannot be forgiven. Father must also uphold the laws of the Great Ming Dynasty and not bend the law for personal gain. Otherwise, this will make the people of the world think of father."

"Hu Hanshan survived by luck, and he will also be exiled to the bitter cold frontier. At that time, you mother and son will be separated from Hu Hanshan. It will be difficult to see each other in this life."

"Think about it."

Princess Anqing is a very obedient and four-virtuous princess. She has long thought of marrying a chicken and following the chicken and marrying a dog as the dog.

If there is such a day, she will entrust the child to the prince, and go to find her husband Hu Hanshan in the bitter cold place by herself.

Giving up all the glory and wealth, she is willing to become a poor woman with wooden hairpin cloth skirt, and live a hard life with her husband.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched Princess Anqing grow up, and he knew her temperament well. Seeing the firm look in her eyes, he could already foresee everything that would happen that day.

Zhu Yuanzhang finally just sighed, got on the dragon chariot and left the son-in-law's mansion.

(End of this chapter)