"Of course there is, the Duke of Wei is in charge of the Northern Army, and my father is in charge of the Beijing Army, oh, my father is still the Right Cheng of Zhongshu Province and the Governor of the Five Armies!"

"He has a lot of old generals, and General Chang's old department is also under my father!"

"Your Highness, what are you going to learn this time?"

When Li Jinglong talked about his father, he couldn't help but have a light on his face.

"Summon your carriage and stop in front of the dismount monument at the Xihua Gate, and then sit on the carriage and wait for me, and if anyone asks you what you want to do, you don't have to answer him anything."

Zhu Yu commanded.

Li Jinglong ran out, and Zhu Rong returned to the courtyard, because of the clothing prescribed by the imperial court, it was easy to be recognized, and he changed into clothes that were convenient for leaving the palace.

Come out of Xihua Gate and go to Minle Street.

Zhu Yu remembered that Hu Weiyong's mansion was here, it was easy to recognize, and there were many people who came to mourn in front of the house, but the house was very quiet, and there was no crying.

Liu Jiu, this little fool, didn't this king ask him to invite a monk to come?

Li Jinglong thought that Zhu Yu was going to go in to offer condolences, "The court and my father didn't send anyone here, what are we going to do?" ”

"Who said the king was going in?"

"What about us?"

"This king asked Liu Jiu to invite a monk to do the law for Hu Weiyong's son, and wait for him."

Li Jinglong was dumbfounded, shot someone else, and invited a monk to recite the scriptures, if he was lying in the coffin, he would definitely get up and kill Zhu Rong.

"This king just wants to help his father."

The court did not send anyone, which means Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude.

Hu Fuzhong, full of plain people, Hu Weiyong gritted his teeth, invited the best rong master in the capital and could not recover, and wanted to ask Mr. to write a hanging text, but found that his son had bad deeds and no deeds to praise.

You can only hold hate.

The decline of the Ming Dynasty, most of the process is funeral, funeral, crying, hanging, and laying, Hu Weiyong simplified the process, and many officials in the court did not come.

The four of them came to the study and closed the door.

"Hu Xiang, what's next?"

Pingliang Hou Fei Ju asked abruptly, the more he cried at the funeral, the more angry he became, and Lu Zhongheng, the Marquis of Ji'an, came to find Hu Weiyong, Zhu Yuanzhang not only did not support him, but also refuted their conniving behavior.

Hu Weiyong took a sip of wine, "Chen Ning is dead, let's start training their own soldiers and horses!" ”

According to historical data, Chen Ning did not read seriously, relying on Hu Weiyong's strategy and support, he rose all the way to the imperial doctor, Hu Weiyong said whatever he did, and impeached many dissidents for Hu Weiyong.

Lu Zhongheng's eyes widened, "Hu Xiang, is it possible that you want to ......"

He and Fei Ju glanced at each other, as one of the twenty-four generals in Huaixi, he knew to what extent Zhu Yuanzhang was capable, in the final analysis, he was still afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Hu Weiyong shook his head, "I didn't say that I was going to do that, but I was afraid that the butcher's knife from the top would fall on us, just to protect ourselves, do you remember Liao Yongzhong?" ”

Liao Yongzhong was a famous general in the early Ming Dynasty.

The main deed of this is to go to pick up King Xiaoming on behalf of Zhu Yuanzhang, and sink King Xiaoming into the river on the way, which is Zhu Yuanzhang's order, and Zhu Yuanzhang later executed him.

Fei Ju nodded: "Of course I remember!" ”

"We, it is inevitable that we will fall into the fate of General Liao, the two of us are training in the capital for the upper position, we might as well recruit some of our own soldiers and horses in case of the future."

Hu Weiyong took another sip of wine.

Lu Zhongheng stood up, "Hu Xiang, I didn't hear anything today, say goodbye!" ”

This old brother, whose background is similar to Zhu Yuanzhang, suffered from a military disaster in his hometown, his parents and brothers died, and he went into exile alone.

Even after being knighted, he was still afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang, the kind of trembling that came from the bones and soul instinct.

Among the warlords at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the most terrifying reputation was Chen Youliang.

He even killed the generals under his command, and in a cruel way, as long as he was defeated or betrayed, cutting his nose, cutting his flesh, and cutting off his knees, many generals betrayed because of this.

However, compared to Chen Youliang.

The three words Zhu Yuanzhang are more deterrent!

Fei Ju had no strategy, seeing that Lu Zhongheng had already pushed open the door, bowed his head and walked away quickly, he also stood up, "The last general didn't hear anything, take his leave!" ”

After saying this, he also strode out.

In the field, there was another person, from beginning to end, he just watched and did not express his opinion.

is Hu Weiyong's henchman, Tu Jie.

Tu Jie looked at Hu Weiyong, "Zhejiang gang leader Liu Bowen is being tortured, and now only our Huaixi Party is left in the court, Your Majesty wants to use a knife against us, I am willing to act as Enxiang's pawn, Enxiang said to do something, I will do it, and I will never back down!"

"If Your Majesty really wants to kill us, we can't wait for death, Enxiang has been in business for many years, and it is possible to mobilize a group of soldiers and horses to raid the palace!"

Hu Weiyong took a sip of wine and didn't say a word.

remembered that when he first defected to Zhu Yuanzhang, he and Li Shanchang offered advice, and Zhu Yuanzhang would be shocked and praised again and again, but now, he can't see through Zhu Yuanzhang.

It's like two people playing chess, at first the other party is weaker than themselves, but now they can't see each other's realm clearly.

The steward hurriedly ran over and reminded: "Master, the eunuch of King Qi brought a monk to mourn ......."

Hu Weiyong pinched the wine glass hard, put it on the rosewood table, walked to the front hall and saw a eunuch kneeling on the ground, burning paper money into the copper basin, and a monk standing behind him.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah, I've seen Hu Xiang, the slave is the close attendant of the King of Qi, my prince said that he didn't shoot Ling Lang to death on purpose, and specially invited a monk, please forgive Ling Lang."

Liu Jiu blinked.

He should have arrived a long time ago, but the monk of Jiming Temple asked for one or two silver, so he went to Baifu Temple to compare the price, and sure enough, it was four dollars of silver, but he still died of pain.

The monk clasped his hands together towards Hu Weiyong.

Hu Weiyong gritted his teeth, this little beast dared to send someone to the house to offer condolences, did he think that I, Hu Weiyong, had no power in the court!

"Thank you, King Qi!"

"The funeral has been held for ten days, and today is not the hour, come here, give this master a gift of five taels, and the master will please go back."

Liu Jiu was stunned.

Hu Weiyong is not angry, how can I give His Highness an errand when I go back? Just as he was about to say something, Hu Weiyong handed him two taels of silver, and then ordered someone to send him out.

Zhu Yu saw that Liu Jiu ran towards him with a smile, followed by a monk, and said unhappily: "Didn't you do what this king explained?" ”

Liu Jiu told him what had just happened.

Zhu Rong gave him a razor fist and asked, "How many days will the funeral be held?" ”

"Although Hu Xiang is an official, but Hu Gongzi is not, he can only use the people's funeral, set up a feast for the mourners, put up drum music, invite monks to do Buddhist things, and then hire the children of Liyuan to welcome the funeral.

Liu Jiu said seriously.

Li Jinglong was stunned: "Your Highness, you won't come to make trouble every day, right?" ”