Several other Huaixi nobles bounced off the bench, and without waiting for Hu Hanshan to speak, they rode on the Liaodong horse as fast as they could.

With an unprecedentedly healthy hand, he didn't have the skills to chase Chen Youliang back then, and left Prime Minister Zuo's mansion in a hurry.

The speed was so fast that the officials present were dazzled.

For fear that he would leave a little slower, Hu Hanshan, who didn't keep his mouth open, said some gossip that shouldn't be said.

The scenes of Huaixi nobles fleeing from Prime Minister Zuo's mansion like deserters really made the civil officials in eastern Zhejiang dumbfounded and confused.

Frequently look up at the four-entry mansion with heavy eaves not far away, to confirm whether he has come to the wrong place, and whether the place he came to is Hu Weiyong's mansion.

Huaixi Xungui's hasty appearance that he can't avoid is still the mansion of the leader of Huaixi Xungui, which is clearly the mansion of the cool official Yang Xian.

Hu Hanshan's mouth has almost become a knife that Yang Xian is skinning corrupt officials.

The civil officials of eastern Zhejiang looked at Hu Hanshan with a little wrong eyes, this famous gentleman in Jinling City is not a thing, where is it gambling.

is clearly provoking the relationship between Hu Weiyong and other Huaixi nobles, and consuming the relationship between Hu Weiyong and other Huaixi nobles.

Hu Hanshan's mouth is even more terrifying than Yang Xian's knife that peels people's skins.

Other officials are trying their best to cultivate party henchmen, but Hu Hanshan can be good and use all his mouth skills to dismantle his father's platform.

The demolition is still the most powerful handful of magnates in Jinling City, which is really a wonder that Jinling City has never had.

Hu Hanshan didn't care what the civil officials in eastern Zhejiang thought, looking at the Huaixi nobles who fled in a hurry, smashing their mouths, and still having some unfinished regrets.

"Little brute!"

Hu Hanshan didn't regret it yet, and there was a loud shout behind him.

Hu Weiyong blushed with a face, held a rattan in his hand, lifted the hem of his regular clothes, and rushed over regardless of official etiquette.

Look at this formation, I will never stop if I don't beat Hu Hanshan to death.

Hu Hanshan just wanted to run, but Hu Eryi pounced on him, wiping tears on his face and crying: "The young master is hiding, and the master will be discouraged after a few smacks on the minion." ”

Hu Hanshan reluctantly wanted to slap Hu Er's head, this kid was loyal, but this loyalty blocked him from slipping away.

Hu Hanshan thought about it before the swing, sprayed the Huaixi nobles who came to the banquet, completely stirred up Hu Weiyong's celebration banquet, and immediately went out to hide for two days.

When Hu Weiyong's anger subsided, and then he sincerely admitted his mistake, the matter was revealed.

Who would have thought that Hu Er would do bad things with good intentions and be too loyal.

Seeing that the thick rattan was getting closer and closer, Hu Hanshan could only shout: "Go and invite the Buddha... Ahh My grandmother. ”

"Little brute!"

Just as the thick rattan was about to fall on his body, Hu Hanshan closed his eyes with bared teeth in advance.

An old woman wearing a red Luo round shirt, embroidered with gold thread clouds and peacock patterns, and wearing a xia veil, trotted to Hu Hanshan's side under the service of a group of maids.

Old Madam Hu stretched out her hand to protect Hu Hanshan, and her old eyes glared angrily: "Hu Weiyong, you dare!" ”

One thing descends to one thing, Hu Weiyong, who is usually a powerful official, sometimes even Emperor Hongwu dares to contradict him because of different political views.

When I met my wife, I had nothing to do.

Seeing that the old lady was protecting the eldest grandson behind him, Hu Weiyong could only put away the rattan and reasoned: "Mother, this little beast slanders Huaixi Xungui without concealment. ”

"If you don't teach him a lesson today, how can you be worthy of so many years of friendship.......

Before Hu Weiyong finished speaking, Mrs. Hu stretched out her hand and snatched away the rattan: "The old body is not a scholarly Mrs. Fate, just a countryman who has lived in the countryside for most of his life. ”

"The old body will not beg your grandson for your officialdom friendship, as long as the old body lives for a day, whoever dares to touch a single hair of his grandson, the old body will dare to hold a rolling pin to find him desperately."

After scolding Hu Weiyong in a loud voice, Mrs. Hu quickly rubbed Hu Hanshan's head and escorted him out of here: "Don't be afraid, grandma is here." ”

Hu Weiyong watched his grandparents and grandchildren leave here, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

If you want to teach the eldest son a lesson, there is an old lady who regards her grandson as the meat of her heart.

If you don't teach a lesson, you can't live with Huaixi Xungui.

In the end, Hu Weiyong could only frown tightly and arched his hand: "Colleagues, forgive me, I'm afraid this celebration banquet will not be possible." ”

Hu Weiyong didn't say that it would be held another day, and the celebration banquet was mixed up like this by Hu Hanshan, and there was no need to hold it again.

The original intention of this celebration banquet was mainly to invite the Huaixi nobles, and the civil officials of eastern Zhejiang just brought it, and there was no need for the host and guest to hold the banquet.

Hu Weiyong ordered the family to close the middle door of the mansion, and the civil officials in eastern Zhejiang sat on the official sedan chair one after another and left the gate that had made them unable to calm down for a long time.

After all the officials left, there was still one official who did not leave, his eyes were not on Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, but on the direction in which Hu Hanshan left.

This official is none other than Mao Xiang, the first commander of Jinyiwei, the head of the Ming Dynasty.

Mao Xiang is not good-looking, he does not have any official authority on his body, and he is not at all like the meticulous leader whom the Huaixi nobles are quite afraid of, but like an inconspicuous county official.

Mao Xiang is good at writing with a mouse brush while standing, and he will not make mistakes in his handwriting.

The spectacle of today's occurrence is all recorded in a small block with a straight and upright hand, ready to be dedicated to Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor.

Mao Xiang came over in person today, thinking of recording Huaixi Xungui's alliance with a party for personal gain, but in the end, Hu Hanshan was all disturbed.

made him feel quite aggrieved in his heart, and he couldn't spit out a depressed breath.

What made Mao Xiang even more depressed was that Hu Hanshan, a gentleman, really played the frolic to the point of poetry, and figured out a set of Three Kingdoms Killing.

With his cold-blooded heart like iron, he couldn't help but want to play a few games in person, which was really attractive.

If it weren't for the identity of the commander of the Jinyi Guard, maybe he would have sat down a long time ago.

There is a follow-up that makes Mao Xiang even more uncomfortable, everything that happened today must be reported, and I don't know if Emperor Hongwu will be interested in killing the Three Kingdoms.

Emperor Hongwu was strict with himself to the point of being harsh, and he was quite disgusted with all frolicking and entertainment, and he should also be disgusted with the Three Kingdoms Killing.

But the attraction of the Three Kingdoms Killing is too great, Mao Xiang was afraid of what happened, and even thought of concealing the Three Kingdoms Killing.

As soon as this thought appeared, Mao Xiang immediately shuddered, quickly extinguished this thought, and rushed towards the palace with a group of brocade guards as fast as possible.