Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 566 Zhu Yuanzhang gave the throne to Zhu Biao

Chapter 566 Zhu Yuanzhang gives the throne to Zhu Biao
The shouting between Master Hu and Zhu Yuanzhang immediately shocked everyone inside and outside the yard.

These two old brothers actually had a fight today?
This is interesting.

It would be abnormal if these two didn't quarrel one day.

Why are there so many things?
People inside and outside the place didn't think that their quarrel would lead to any serious consequences, but they just felt it was too much of a hassle.

After all, there is a young woman lying here who just gave birth.

Of course, something was wrong with the young woman at the moment. She was enthusiastically discussing future business with her mother.

They did hear the quarrel outside, but they just passed it by and pretended not to hear it.

Tsk, what are those two old men yelling about?

What result can come from this argument?

Let’s continue talking about the beauty salon.

Zhu Yuanzhang no longer cared about his daughter at this moment. He grabbed Master Hu and strode to the study in the next yard and shouted.

"Song Li, arrange for someone to guard the outer room, and you come in and serve!"

"Everyone else, get out of here!"

After shouting, Zhu Yuanzhang walked into the study first.

I don’t know what he is thinking at this moment.

He didn't even sit in the host seat behind the desk, but sat down in one of the guest seats and looked at Master Hu.

"Sit down!"

"We have something to tell you!"

Master Hu was amused by Zhu Yuanzhang's sudden move of turning the tables.

He glared at Lao Zhu unhappily, then sat down behind the tea table.

This thing was made by Hu Renbin imitating the decoration in Mr. Hu’s study.

After all, in his previous life, Master Hu often sat at the tea table and listened to various bosses bragging, so he really got used to drinking tea.

Since I have the ability in this life, I naturally have to prepare well.

Well, there is no purified water, but there is well water pumped from underground, and it is the best kind.

There is no induction cooker to boil water, but isn’t there a charcoal stove?
Even the charcoal is of high quality, with a slight fragrance when burned.

As for tea, needless to say, Mr. Hu has students and old friends all over the world.

I'm not after your power or your money, but I'm asking you to help purchase some tea, even if it's the rarer and better kind. Are you fucking not happy about it?
Do you know the value of the three words "Hu Weiyong"?

Therefore, when Zhu Yuanzhang watched Master Hu sitting at the main seat of the tea table, boiling water, cleaning utensils, and washing tea...

As a series of smooth techniques were being used, he tactfully shut his mouth.

Seeing the small pot on the copper stove emitting steam and making humming sounds, Master Hu looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and pointed to the position opposite him.

"Come on, let's have a chat today, old brothers!"

"This is where guests should sit, come and have tea!"

No one knew what Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking at this moment, and he just sat down opposite Master Hu.

But Song Li, who had been standing at the door, felt particularly embarrassed at this moment.

This...it seems like the work that Mr. Hu is doing is what he should do?

Then what is he doing?
Master Hu glanced at Song Li and pointed at the seat next to him.

"Song Li, sit here!"

"It's the master's job to make and pour tea, but it's your job to clean up these messes!"

"Come here, sit down and have some tea!"

Song Li stood there without moving until Old Zhu called out "Go", then he obediently sat down next to Master Hu.

Mr. Hu did not comment on Song Li's behavior.

Too normal.

This is how Song Li should be. If he was really called over by me, then Lao Zhu would have killed him.

After all, Song Li was a royal slave.

If this servant could be moved by a word from others, then who is his master?

Therefore, Song Li's performance is what a real old Zhenghuangqi slave should do.

Of course, this is because he has been suppressed by Old Zhu for too long, and he has become accustomed to being cautious.

After drinking the first cup of steaming hot tea, Zhu Yuanzhang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He looked up at Master Hu, who had been leisurely making tea, and said anxiously.

"Weiyong, did you mean anything else in what you said before?"

"Why do I feel that what you said is blaming me?"

"You mean, let's hand over all government affairs to Biao'er and then take a rest?"

Master Hu raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, then picked up the small cup and slowly sipped the tea. Then, in Zhu Yuanzhang's anxious eyes, he asked about an unrelated topic.

"Zhongba, you probably didn't think of giving the throne to anyone other than the Crown Prince, right?"

Upon hearing the word "Zhongba", Zhu Yuanzhang became angry instinctively.

But he was only angry for a moment.

Then he looked at Master Hu with a suspicious expression and shook his head instinctively.

"Of course not!"

"Our position is reserved for you. We can't give it to anyone else."

"Biao'er is our eldest son. We have been training him for so many years. Aren't we counting on him?"

"Why do you ask?"

When Mr. Hu heard Zhu Yuanzhang's expected answer, he nodded as expected.

"Then how did you arrange the change of imperial power that you originally envisioned?"

"How do you plan to hand over the Ming Dynasty to the prince?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his sharp eyes widened, he stood up and shouted sternly.

"Hu Weiyong, why are you asking about this?"

"Do you still want to interfere with the succession of imperial power?"

"Are you rebelling?"

Faced with Zhu Yuanzhang's sudden rage, Song Li quickly dodged to the side, bowed his head and pretended to be dead.

But in the face of all this, Master Hu just picked up the cup calmly, raised his eyelids to look at Zhu Yuanzhang again, and then said softly.

"Sit down! Have some tea!"

"I care about you and give you advice!"

"I ask you this because I treat you as an old brother. Otherwise, I'll just let you die!"

"This world isn't mine anyway!"

Mr. Hu's words were extremely impolite, but after Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him nervously for a few times, he actually breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat down.

He picked up the cup and took a sip without any appetite. Then he looked at Master Hu carefully and said this reluctantly.

"I originally thought that when I was about to die, I would send some of my older brothers back to live with me in my old age."

"Then, if someone is younger, Biaoer will need a trusted minister to depose him, and then reinstate him after I die and Biaoer takes over the throne."

"This will also make it easier for Biaoer to control the court."

"that is it!"

Master Hu looked at Zhu Yuanzhang playfully, and then said with a smile.

"By the way, kill a few more people you think the prince can't control, right?"

(End of this chapter)