"Hu Weiyong has swelled his selfish desires over the years, ganged up for personal gain, and was lawless, so I am blind."

Queen Ma has also heard of what Hu Weiyong did in private, and occasionally brought out a sentence or two when chatting with Zhu Yuanzhang, but Zhu Yuanzhang has not expressed his position, and Queen Ma is not easy to talk about. Listening to Zhu Yuanzhang say it in person today, he answered:

"Your Majesty, what the prime minister did was indeed a little unusual."

"Hmph, if it weren't for the friendship of his fellow villagers, and since he took refuge, he has been doing his best, and he has also contributed a lot to the Ming Dynasty, how can I allow him to this day."

After talking for a long time in Kunning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood improved a lot, but he still didn't make up his mind about how to deal with Hu Weiyong's unauthorized killing of his family.

Similarly, Yin Wang Lidao of the Ying Tianfu Mansion was also worried in the palace. Every day, the Zhai family came to the yamen twice in the morning and evening to beat the drum and voice the grievances, and the matter had already been rumored in Yingtianfu. And there has been no letter in the palace, Wang Lidao can only comfort Xiaosi's family with good words. He also told them that the case had been handed over to the emperor for handling, and that he would give them a satisfactory explanation in the near future.

The most depressed is, of course, Hu Weiyong. After so many years of operation, the next road has basically been paved, whether it is the minister of the DPRK and the central government, or the general guarding the frontier, four or five out of ten are already their own people, and Hu Weiyong does not know that he is playing with fire. It's just the ambition in his heart, but it makes him want to stop. I didn't want to, I didn't hold back for a while today, and I actually stabbed the basket at a critical moment. The son is dead, and there are seven more who are not, and there are women in the world, and when the day comes, I don't want anything or something, why didn't I hold back at that time?

thought about it, but blamed Xiao Yiran. Hu Weiyong said secretly:

"It's really a red face and trouble, it's all the appearance of this little singer that leads to the qiē in front of you."

The more I thought about it, the more I hated, but I secretly made up my mind, after this matter, I must, thinking of this, Hu Weiyong's eyes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the beautiful shadow of Xiao Yiran that he saw at noon, that figure, that demeanor, I don't know how many times better than his favorite Li family, let alone other wives and concubines.

"Hmph, sooner or later, one day, put it in the backyard, and let you have fun day and night under the old man's crotch."

In the bamboo forest in Yiran's residence, in the pavilion built during Xiao Yiran's pretending illness, Xiao Yiran was tasting tea, listening to Qingwen Musk Yue, and Zhao Yun and Zhao Cai whispering in a low voice, while watching the lotus flowers in the lotus pond and the lotus leaves in Tiantian. The summer breeze blows, bringing the sound of bamboo waves. Occasionally, there are a few ducks chirping in the lotus pond, which is very pleasant and refreshing.

"Such a big event suddenly happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it was for himself to be relieved. It's just that how to avoid the next half year? ”

Xiao Yiran knew that the date of Hu Weiyong's incident was the first month of the thirteenth year of Hongwu, that is, the first month of the next year. It is now the end of July of the twelfth year of Hongwu, as long as he has avoided these five months, he no longer has to worry about Hu Weiyong. Thinking of the banquet, Hu Weiyong looked at him from time to time, and Xiao Yiran was still a little disgusted. However, Xiao Yiran never dreamed that Hu Weiyong would be angry with him.

"Miss, there's something I forgot to tell Miss Sù."

"What's the matter?"

"When Miss went to the Prime Minister's Mansion at noon, someone came to Lord Yan's Mansion."

"What?"

"It is said that Lord Yan has a message, someone from Yanwangfu is going to Fengyang, the central capital, if the young lady has time, she can go to Zhongdu with the people of Yanwangfu to live for two days."

"Oh, got it."

Xiao Yiran thought to himself, Zhu Di should stay away. Besides, in today's Zhongdu, not only Yan Wang Zhu Di is there, there should be three or four princes, why bother to go there to join in the fun.

It's just that if you want to avoid the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ying Tianfu can't stay. I can't go to Zhongdu, so where should I stay for a while? Suddenly, a place appeared in Xiao Yiran's mind, why not go to Taicang to take a look. Especially in the Northern Song Dynasty, the small courtyard I liked lasted for 400 years, and I don't know if it was still there. Yes, I will go to Taicang, and then decide the next itinerary when I arrive in Taicang.

"Miss, Uncle Huang from the concierge is here."

Xiao Yiran looked up, and sure enough, he saw Huang Zhongren walking towards here.

"Qingwen went and asked what's going on."

After a while, Qingwen returned and said:

"Miss, Uncle Huang said that the housekeeper of the Chu Palace's mansion is here and wants to see Miss."

Xiao Yiran heard that he was the housekeeper of Zhu Zhen, the king of Chu, but he had no excuse, so he had to come out of the bamboo forest and return to the living room of the fence courtyard, where he saw a very rich middle-aged man waiting there. Seeing Xiao Yiran come in, the man hurriedly stood up and bowed:

"Zhao Suiliang, the housekeeper of the Chu Palace, has seen the young lady."

"Steward Zhao is polite, please take a seat."

After Zhao Suiliang sat down, Xiao Yiran asked:

"Steward Zhao didn't know why?"

"I was entrusted by the prince to visit the young lady, and I want to ask the young lady to take the time to sit in the palace."

"Yiran is a grass people, the palace is not a place where Yiran can enter the house, Steward Zhao has something to say, just give orders."

"Miss is so polite. The Prime Minister's Mansion treats the young lady like a guest, why can't the palace enter the house? Since the young lady is so refreshing, I will say it directly. ”

Zhao Suiliang took a sip of tea and said:

"The prince sent a letter from Zhongdu the day before yesterday, instructing me to ask Miss to help plan the layout of the Chu Palace, and please ask Miss not to shirk it."

"It's really unfortunate, Steward Zhao also knows that Yiran has just come back from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he has already promised Xiangye to assist Mr. Song Yin in planning the reconstruction of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he really can't spare time."

"As far as I know, the little prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion died unexpectedly, and in a short period of time, the Prime Minister's Mansion is afraid that he has not experienced the reconstruction of the mansion, right?"

"The date of the start of construction will naturally be affected, but the planning of the pattern, Xiangye ordered that it should not be delayed. If the prince of Chu can't wait, he will invite someone else. ”

"Did Xiangye really tell him that?"

As soon as Xiao Yiran heard this, he knew that Zhao Suiliang had already met Song Yin, and it seemed that Song Yin was unwilling to meddle in the affairs of the Chu Palace, so he inadvertently talked about it with Song Yin's words.

"Naturally, presumably Steward Zhao has already met Mr. Song Yin, right?"

"Miss Don't Hide that I did see Mr. Song before I came down."

"In terms of age, the sixth prince is only fifteen years old this year, so he shouldn't be in a feudal domain in a short time, so why rush to plan the mansion?"

"Seeing that the Holy Lord sent the ten-year-old Eighth Princes and Nine Princes to Zhongdu this time, he should have already planned to let the kings do his best, so the prince will be in a hurry."

This is something that Xiao Yiran doesn't know.

Accompanied Zhao Suiliang to talk in the living room, Xiao Yiran always agreed to the Prime Minister's Mansion in front, and there was no time to prevaricate for the time being, Zhao Suiliang had no choice but to go back and write to Zhu Zhen, and then think of other ways.