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

Chapter 663 Mao Xiang's Request and Summons
Chapter 663: Mao Xiang's Request and Message

Master Hu glanced at Mao Xiang from the side, looked at him carefully for a few seconds, and said softly.

"You, Commander Mao, really have something to ask of me!"

"You speak first. Although I may not agree, it doesn't stop me from listening!"

Mao Xiang was also shocked when he heard that Master Hu did not play by the rules at all.

All of a sudden my emotions are a little incoherent.

Fortunately, anyone who can make it in the officialdom no longer cares about his face.

There's no need to worry about any embarrassment.

In fact, Mao Xiang knew in his heart that Master Hu was also an old fox who had been in the court for many years and was well versed in the human relationships.

No one took my little tricks seriously at all.

However, it is already very good to have such an opportunity to let the other party listen to your troubles.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't even have the chance to say this.

"Master, I have no other ideas, just one!"

"The people of Liulifang are in a state of panic right now. I hope you can go over there and take charge in the next day or two!"

"I might as well use these two days to solve the case and catch the thief!"

When Mao Xiang said this, Master Hu looked at him as if he were a fool.

The look was so direct that even Mao Xiang was frightened. He unconsciously shrank back before asking.

"Grandmaster, is there any problem with what I just said?"

Mr. Hu shook his head.

"no problem!"

"It's just a toothpick-sized thing!"

"But I also have a question now. Can you answer it for me, Lao Mao?"

"Master, please speak!"

"Lao Mao, you only need to report this matter to the palace, and His Majesty can send a eunuch to deal with it. Why do you have to come to me?"

"Don't tell me you're trying to hide it! This Liulifang involves His Majesty's purse. You wouldn't dare to hide such a big thing unless you want to die!"

"So, Lao Mao, Commander Mao, can you explain to me why you went through so much trouble to come to me?"

When Master Hu said this, Mao Xiang was completely stunned.

Then his face began to change from gloomy to uncertain.

He watched as Master Hu opened his mouth, then closed it. He seemed to have thought of something, opened his mouth again, and finally closed it.

He smiled wryly and shook his head.

"I cannot tell you about the quarrel between your majesty and the prince!"

Mr. Hu almost laughed out loud on the spot.

I didn’t expect that old Mao actually has a sense of humor!

However, he also understood the routine and nodded seriously.

"Well, forget it if you can't tell me. Anyway, I have someone in the palace, so I can find out by asking around."

"However, although it is your duty to not say more, we are old acquaintances after all. If I don't help you with this little favor, I will seem stingy!"

"How about this, I promise you, today and tomorrow, we will be at Liulifang!"

"But if the task is not completed in two days, Lao Mao..."

When Mao Xiang heard this, he stood up in surprise and patted his chest.

"Don't worry, Grand Master. If we can't handle this matter in two days, then I won't have the face to trouble you any more, let alone be qualified to sit in the position of the commander of the Jinyiwei!"

Mao Xiang was furious. Even though he had just cooperated with Master Hu, the news was clearly heard from Mao Xiang, but it was attributed to the Crown Princess under the pretext of "someone in the palace".

But in reality, can he be free from responsibility for this matter?
As a true henchman of the emperor and a household slave, he knew better than anyone how stagnant the atmosphere in the palace was right now.

Your Majesty and the Crown Prince are at loggerheads, and it seems like the Queen is involved...

Just by hearing the name, you can tell how big the risk is.

And actually?
For Mao Xiang, the risk was greater than he had originally imagined.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang might need to find an excuse to kill officials, but killing a mere servant of the emperor was just a matter of a few words.

Therefore, what used to be a small problem in the past, now becomes a huge problem.

Fortunately, there is still a chance.

Mao Xiang knew very well that the only way to reduce his punishment was to quickly understand the case.

Two days!

call……

Mao Xiang, who had already said goodbye and left the Hu Mansion, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and secretly thought about the next arrangements in his heart.

Master Hu, who was able to turn salted fish into a spirit, temporarily took charge of Liulifang for two days. This was not only Mao Xiang's limit, but also Master Hu's limit.

After all, this is Master Hu who is unwilling to even go to the government office. Do you really want him to stay in the workshop every day?

But two days is enough!

The Imperial Guards are not only capable of confiscating property!

Looking at Mao Xiang striding away, Master Hu didn't care too much.

He didn't even take seriously the conflict between the emperor and the crown prince that Mao Xiang had just mentioned.

In his opinion, Zhu Yuanzhang's throne could not be given to anyone else as long as Zhu Biao was still alive!

This is not just a matter of primogeniture.

Moreover, because he had spent too much time and energy on Zhu Biao, he could not find a better and more outstanding successor than Zhu Biao.

You can't just give up on purpose, right?
So, I guess these two guys are arguing about some government affairs again.

Anyway, Master Hu doesn't care.

You two can quarrel all you want, just don't bother me.

After all, if I get involved in your father-son affair, I'll be in trouble both internally and externally.

Mr. Hu never thought that because of the constant flapping of his old butterfly wings, the Ming Dynasty had actually become very different from what it was in history.

Even Zhu Biao?
In history, Zhu Biao did not have an uncle named Hu Weiyong who could tell him so much strange knowledge.

Even though Master Hu had never seriously taught the prince any knowledge.

But he underestimated Zhu Biao's talent, and even more underestimated the attraction and influence of knowledge from later generations on Zhu Biao.

Many times, some knowledge is not that profound, it’s just that no one has thought about it to that extent.

Coincidentally, Mr. Hu was the one who provided inspiration to Zhu Biao.

Just like the issue of royal family salaries that is causing the quarrel between father and son now, is this some complex math problem?
of course not!

If you want to figure out this problem, even the simplest addition can be solved.

Although it's a little tiring and a little stupid, but at least it's not wrong, right?

The key is whether anyone has thought of this problem.

As luck would have it, Mr. Hu's reminder made Zhu Biao wake up after a turn.

Then, the most serious conflict broke out between the two most noble men in the Ming Dynasty.

Mr. Hu, who had no idea that he was in big trouble, wandered out of the city leisurely without knowing anything.

He has to check out his own workshop!
(End of this chapter)