It's a cold season.

The heavy snow that Jinling City has been waiting for for more than half a month has finally come, and large snowflakes are falling on the black tile eaves of the streets and alleys.

It's like this sudden snowfall.

Near the Gongyuan of Sanfang Lane near Wuding Bridge, in the house of a noble family with four mansions, a piece of good news suddenly came out.

After Prime Minister Hu Weiyong's only son fell from the carriage, he finally woke up after lying for more than half a month.

"My father is actually Hu Weiyong! Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty who was sentenced to the nine clans! ”

"It's over, it's over, it's completely over, there are less than two years left to live!"

In a wing room in the east courtyard, Hu Hanshan suddenly sat up from the Su embroidery bed, looking at the brazier burning with silver dust and carbon in the wing room, his face was full of disbelief.

The silver dust carbon made the room warm like spring, but Hu Hanshan did not feel a trace of warmth, but was completely cold.

In this world, others don't know Hu Weiyong's fate, that's because he doesn't have the ability to predict the future, Hu Hanshan, as a fan obsessed with the history of the Ming Dynasty, couldn't be clearer.

Hu Weiyong was not only punished by the Nine Clans, but even Hu Weiyong's protégés and henchmen were not spared, and there were as many as 30,000 people in front and back, and the Qinhuai River that he killed was dyed red.

The maid who had been guarding Hu Hanshan's side saw that the terminally ill young master sat up, and immediately ran out crying.

It wasn't long before there was a sharp creaking sound in the snow outside the wing.

It was the sound of hard-soled official boots stepping on the snow.

The carved wooden door of the wing room opened with a 'bang'.

A middle-aged man wearing a red Wenqi regular dress, a black gauze hat, and a jade belt around his waist, came to the Su embroidery bed step by step.

Hu Hanshan saw the regular clothes on him that only a high-ranking minister could wear, and knew who was coming, it should be Hu Weiyong, the left prime minister of a very popular minister.

On weekdays, Hu Weiyong always has a strained face, no one has a smiling face, his face is full of majesty, and because he is in a high position, all the officials are trembling and panicking when they see him.

Even the ordinary prince was a little uneasy when he saw Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, because his majestic face had a sense of oppression.

Hu Hanshan also felt a strong sense of oppression, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, feeling extremely nervous.

Hu Weiyong has accumulated a lot of power over the years, and he also treats his eldest son very strictly: "I have long said that you are not allowed to associate with those gentlemen, but this time you are actually on the street." ”

"If the Five Cities Terracotta Division hadn't taken into account that you were Prime Minister Zuo's sister-in-law, they would have arrested you in prison a long time ago."

"I hope that through this lesson, you can change your mind, study hard, and raise people in this year's examination."

Hu Hanshan looked at his father, who had a strong sense of oppression, and knew that he was a strict father with a strong desire to control, and arranged everything for the eldest son, so that the eldest son could finish his life according to his thoughts.

It was precisely because of the rebellion that the original Hu Hanshan gradually became a gentleman who did not learn and did not know how to do it, so he fell to his death on the street.

Hu Hanshan didn't care about the restlessness when facing his strict father, and only thought about quickly persuading his father to give up the power in his hands, resign and go home to be a rich man, maybe there was still a little way to live.

But thinking of Hu Weiyong's arbitrariness over the years, he obviously won't listen to the nonsense of a gentleman's eldest son.

Hu Hanshan could only knock on the side, and said in a voice that only the father and son could hear: "Father, which one is more wise and martial than Emperor Hongwu or Han Gaozu." ”

Hu Weiyong heard his eldest son say such an inconsequential word, how could he hide that little bit of thought from him, the left prime minister who had been up and down in the sea for many years.

The eldest son is saying that Emperor Hongwu, like Han Gaozu, will kill meritorious heroes, and persuade him to resign and return to his hometown to become a rich man.

After hearing this, Hu Weiyong felt a little relieved, it seems that the eldest son is still smart, not really unlearned.

However, where does a child understand the intricacies of the court situation.

Hu Weiyong's father and son rarely had the opportunity to talk together calmly, and in order to ease the relationship between father and son, they had the heart to say a few more words: "It's not that my father doesn't want to retreat, but I can't retreat." ”

"The situation in the court is too complicated, it's not like you can retreat if you want to, there are a lot of things involved that can't be explained in one or two sentences."

"Even if you want to retreat, you have to arrange a way back before you can retreat."

After Hu Weiyong said this, he saw that the eldest son's face was wrong, sighed, and knew that the eldest son was most tired of these officialdom things, so he kept his mouth shut: "Lie on the bed and rest well, for the father, I will go and ask the imperial doctor to come over." ”

The imperial doctor generally only consulted the royal family, and Hu Weiyong, a Huaixi noble, sometimes asked Emperor Hongwu to send an imperial doctor to see his family for family affairs.

Emperor Hongwu would agree every time, and the imperial doctor seemed to become the family doctor of these old Huaixi brothers.

Hu Weiyong was the first time, but in order for his eldest son to recover as soon as possible, he could only be cheeky to find Emperor Hongwu.

Hu Hanshan watched Hu Weiyong, who had just tasted the pinnacle of power, leave the room, and didn't know if this was his truth, or if he was unwilling to let go of the rights that he had worked so hard to get.

However, Hu Hanshan understood one thing, and it was absolutely impossible for his father Hu Weiyong to obey his idea of being the eldest son.

If you really can't do it, just run.

Thinking of slipping away in advance, Hu Hanshan was extremely excited, and it was the only way now.

As long as it is in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, it is considered to be the Yunnan Political Secretary who ran to the far away Emperor Tiangao, and Zhu Yuanzhang will be arrested at the order.

It's best to go to sea, bring more silver and family guards, and maybe be a local emperor in these places in Luzon.

Hu Hanshan thought about it and quickly gave up, because he thought of another terrifying official office at the same time.

Jin Yiwei.

It is estimated that as soon as the front foot left, the back foot was caught by the ubiquitous Jinyi guard, not to mention that Hu Weiyong's eldest son was even more on guard.

Judging from the fact that Hu Weiyong was killed less than two years after he became Prime Minister of Zuo, and there were as many as 30,000 honorable officials in Zhulian, it can be completely seen that Zhu Yuanzhang had planned it a long time ago.

The current Hongwu Emperor will never let go of Prime Minister Zuo's eldest son, lest he pull up a group of people and rise up to rebel against the Ming Dynasty that has just been pacified.

Cut the grass to remove the roots.

Hu Hanshan is completely loveless, he can't live and can't live, he can't run and can't run, so he can only sit at home and wait for death all day long.

What is more terrible than death is waiting for death.

Knowing when he died and what the cause of death was, but there was no solution, it was even more painful and torturous than Ling Chi.

Hu Hanshan collapsed on the soft collapse again, with only one thought in his heart.

Gotta put it on the.