In less than two incense sticks, the imperial doctor in the palace was invited to Prime Minister Zuo's mansion, and several family members trotted him all the way to Hu Hanshan's bed.

After the imperial doctor checked the pulse, he confirmed that Hu Hanshan's body was fine, and he prescribed a few warm prescriptions and prepared to leave.

Hu Hanshan, as a famous gentleman in the capital, where could he let him go so easily: "Hu Er, go and get five taels for the imperial doctor... No... Ten taels of silver for the consultation. ”

The famous doctor in Jinling City only paid three or five cents of silver for a visit, and the monthly money of a steward in Prime Minister Zuo's mansion was only five cents of silver, and Hu Hanshan was ten taels of silver as soon as he made a move.

The imperial doctor's first reaction was that he didn't dare to take it, there was too much silver, and it was really hot.

As a personal elder who grew up with Hu Hanshan since he was a child, he knew that the young master had the best face, so he took half a pound of silver from the tray and stuffed it directly into the hands of the imperial doctor: "Take it for you, and let other noble children say that my young master is stingy." ”

The imperial doctor took over more than half a pound of silver, and thanked him again and again, thinking that Hu Hanshan really deserved to be a famous gentleman in Jinling City.

When the imperial doctor left, Hu Er was like a wagging tail dog, and reported one thing as if he was invited: "Young master, in order to celebrate becoming the prime minister of Zuo, the master is going to hold a banquet in a few days." ”

"I heard that the nobles of Huaixi will be present, and the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Yingchuan, who the young master has taken a fancy to, will also come back."

Hu Hanshan originally said that he was in good health and in a good mood because the imperial doctor said that he didn't have to lie in bed like a waste man to survive the past two years.

When he heard that Hu Weiyong was going to feast all the Huaixi nobles, he was frightened, and his half-lying body collapsed directly on the bed.

This is the slow death of the Hu family.

No matter which emperor is, the most taboo is to form a party for personal gain, not to mention a group of Huaixi nobles with heavy troops.

Who knows if this group of people will get together to catch up with the old days, or prepare for the yellow robe to join the Chenqiao Mutiny.

Even if Huaixi Xungui doesn't have the heart of a yellow robe, it is difficult to guarantee that the arrogant soldiers and fierce generals under them don't have such thoughts, after all, Huaixi Xungui is only a prince, and they can only be a general.

If Huaixi Xungui becomes the emperor, the proud soldiers and fierce generals can be a hereditary prince who is permanently rich and noble.

With so many nobles with heavy armies gathered together, which emperor wouldn't be frightened?

Huaixi Xungui is doing death.

"Okay, ruthless enough." Hu Hanshan's face showed a trace of the determination of a strong man who would never return: "Since it's all like this, then I'll be completely open." ”

"Hu Er, go find a few craftsmen who are good at bamboo carving, and another painter who is proficient in fine brush painting."

Hu Er was still immersed in the joy of inviting all the nobles, and when he heard the young master's orders, he immediately ran out.

As for what Hu Hanshan wants to do, Hu Er has been implementing the tricks of life taught to him by his father Hu since he was a child, everything is arranged by the young master, even if the young master asks him to kill, he will not hesitate to do it.

After resting for two or three days, Hu Hanshan basically recovered and was able to get out of bed and walk around.

First, he asked a few craftsmen to make more than 100 bamboo sheets, similar to the peach talisman hanging at the door, and much thinner than the ordinary peach talisman, only two or three pieces of rice paper thick.

After the flakes were made, Hu Hanshan instructed the painter to draw delicate gongbi drawings on each flakes.

In the end, Hu Hanshan personally wrote annotations for each sheet with a rabbit pen.

When the flakes are finished, the banquet for Huaixi is about to begin.

Before dawn, Hu Hanshan was called up and tidied up under the service of several maids.

I had just dressed and had not yet come to breakfast, and I was pulled to the gate again.

As the eldest son of Prime Minister Zuo, he had to personally greet the noble officials who came to the banquet at the door.

Hu Hanshan stood at the gate of the heavy eaves ridge beast, looking at the Gongyuan Street in front of the two town houses, and there was not a single official present.

Hu Hanshan was in a good mood: "Hu Er, go and ask someone to bring a table of eight immortals, and take four more benches, and don't forget to bring cloth signs." ”

If this is replaced by other family members who know that the young master is going to be a demon, they may not necessarily listen to Hu Hanshan's words, today is the day to feast Huaixi Xungui.

Hu Er was different, and immediately arranged for the dog legs who followed the young master on weekdays, and brought all the things that the young master wanted.

According to Hu Hanshan's instructions, it was placed at the bottom of the steps and facing the gate.

In addition, he drove all the middle-aged family members away in advance, leaving only a bunch of dogs.

Hu Hanshan sat on the bench with his back to the door of Prime Minister Zuo's mansion and asked people to open the cloth signs.

The cloth sign on the left reads, "If you win, you will be promoted to one level."

The cloth sign on the right reads, "I lost a hundred silver tattoos."

Hu Er and the others understood that Hu Hanshan was going to open a gambling house at the gate, and hurriedly blocked the gate to prevent the officials from entering.

Hu Hanshan couldn't change the high-ranking and powerful Hu Weiyong, so he decided to completely rot it.

Just for self-defilement.

As long as Hu Weiyong's reputation is destroyed by self-defilement, Hu Weiyong's henchmen will be cut off step by step.

Following the example of Tang He, the only one who had a good death, he handed over all the rights in his hands within two years, resigned and returned to his hometown to become a rich man.

is the only way to survive.

Today, gambling with officials is only on the surface, and the real purpose inside is to spread the word that you can be promoted for money.

Hu Hanshan got up very early, and some officials of the Sixth Ministry also rushed over in a blue sedan chair in order to tie up with Prime Minister Hu Weiyong.

The officials of the six departments were all blocked at the gate, standing not far from the Eight Immortals Table in a half-circle.

When I saw the font on the two-sided cloth sign, I understood what was going on.

Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong sells official beards.

It's just that I can't tell if it's really the meaning of Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, or the meaning of the eldest son himself.

Seeing that there were more and more officials around, but none of them dared to step forward, Hu Hanshan cleared his throat and said, "Whether it's my father's intention or my intention." ”

"As long as the money is received, Prime Minister Zuo has to accept this favor, think about it, this is the favor of Prime Minister Zuo, the head of civil officials."

When the officials heard this, they immediately couldn't stand up, no matter how they got the favor, after all, it was the favor of Prime Minister Zuo, and the price they paid was only a hundred taels of silver.

Not to mention a hundred taels of silver, even a few thousand taels of silver are worth it.

Soon officials came out of the crowd and sat on the benches.

One official sat on the bench, and the other officials couldn't help it, and rushed forward to grab a seat.

Hu Hanshan saw that these officials looked like dogs grabbing food, pursed his lips, and asked Hu Er to lead people to stop the officials back, leaving only the first seven people to sit on the bench.

Hu Hanshan divided the slices into two stacks and put them on the table of the Eight Immortals, and introduced: "Let's play a kind of gambling card that the young master is pondering today. ”

"Three Kingdoms Kill."

When the four officials heard that this was a gambling card that Hu Hanshan had figured out by himself, they were completely relieved.

It's clear that it's going to make money.

Prime Minister Zuo's favor is stable.