Chapter 225: Hu Weiyong: Do you want to be the prime minister?

Under Hu Weiyong's increasingly sharp gaze, Chu Ze calmly put down the teacup.

He sat up straight, looked at each other for a long time, laughed briefly, and asked, "Where did Uncle Hu hear about this?" I'm afraid that this person is not red-eyed when he sees us making money, and wants to break up our cooperation, right? ”

Hu Weiyong frowned, obviously unconvinced.

Chu Ze continued to flicker: "Zhu Liangzu died by himself, can you blame me?" If he hadn't done those things, could I still force him to be charged? It's really buckled, I can't sit here today and drink tea with you, Uncle Hu. As for the affairs of the Japanese kingdom, I am also taking the profits from trade, and I can still cut off my own financial route? As for the matter of soldiers, horses, grain and grass, it is even more wronged, although I took over the Jinyi Guard, but today everyone in the court impeached me, I don't know? And this matter is also closely related to me, and it is more normal that I don't know about the soldiers and horses. ”

Chu Ze's words pushed these things cleanly.

Hu Weiyong knew that this kid could speak, but he didn't expect to be able to say so.

has been debunked by himself, and he even dares to deny it conclusively.

If he hadn't figured everything out a long time ago, he might have been fooled by him.

But since he dared to come, he couldn't be unprepared.

"You don't have to say it so nicely, I guessed what you are thinking, but the road you are taking is a dead end, it is better to cooperate with me, Uncle Hu will make your wishes come true."

Hu Weiyong looked at Chu Ze steadily.

Chu Ze really wanted to hear what this person had in mind.

He asked, "Then Uncle Hu told me what I wanted." ”

Hu Weiyong raised his upper body slightly, leaned forward, locked his eyes on Chu Ze, lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "You want to be the prime minister." ”

“??”

What did he just say?

Chu Ze blinked his clear eyes full of doubt.

I deeply doubt that there is something wrong with his ears, or is Hu Weiyong's brain in water?

He would want the position of prime minister?

What a joke, he's going to be exhausted.

But his expression, in Hu Weiyong's eyes, was shocked by what he said.

"Got right?"

Hu Weiyong smiled proudly and sat back down.

He relaxed his body, looked at Chu Ze with a squint, and said, "Chu Ze, you are still young and ambitious, and Uncle Hu can understand, but you shouldn't attack Uncle Hu and me." But you kid do have the ability. ”

Just because he can hide it from himself for so long, it shows that this person has some brains.

As long as Chu Ze is interested, he can also be a large number of adults, not planning what happened before, and by the way, he will also help people to the position of prime minister.

You must know that now there is only him as the right prime minister, and after the left prime minister was laid off, it has never been set up again.

Although the emperor said that it would be abolished, it was not impossible to establish it again.

"As long as you are willing to cooperate with Uncle Hu, Uncle Hu can help you. Of course, there are conditions. ”

"On what terms?" Chu Ze immediately asked.

Hu Weiyong: "From now on, I want you to continue trading in your name to the Wa Kingdom." ”

This is a piece of fat, Hu Weiyong will not let it go easily, but he will not put himself in danger, and Chu Ze is the best card to stand on the bright side.

When Chu Ze heard this, he was silent for a moment.

This man wants money, not his life.

You're going to put me in a pit of death.

But.

Chu Ze is not a fool, if you want to trap him, then you have to mentally prepare for the rhythm of being cheated to death by him.

"How?" Hu Weiyong asked Chu Ze.

Chu Ze pretended to chant in a deep voice: "Uncle Hu, I have to think about this matter." ”

Chu Ze should come down if he really doesn't want to think about it, but Hu Weiyong should think about Chu Ze's purpose.

Chu Ze's hesitation made Hu Weiyong even more convinced of his guess.

Hu Weiyong agreed very happily.

Until Chu Ze left, the subordinate who had been following Hu Weiyong's side walked in from the door: "Master, do we really want to put such a big piece of fat in this kid's mouth?" What if this kid stabbed these things directly in front of the emperor in order to protect himself? ”

"And it's not a small mouth, this kid calculates the master, and the master even let him take care of this matter, it's too cheap for him."

The subordinates muttered, but Hu Weiyong smiled meaningfully.

Is it cheap for him?

This kid dares to calculate himself, how could he let him go.

Today's conditions are just an appetizer.

As long as Chu Ze agrees, then the next step is to take the brocade guard in his hand for his own use.

As for the revocation of the brocade guard......

Today he can have people suggest revocation, and tomorrow he can have people propose not to revoke.

As long as the knife can be held in your hand, you can do anything.

As for Chu Ze, when the matter is done, it will naturally be useless.

He has to be kept now.

However, this kid is not easy to control, and even if he agrees to consider it today, there is no guarantee that this person will not make other moves.

So he had to be on guard.

Hu Weiyong walked to the window and stretched out his hand to push it open.

On the opposite side of the street, there is a small tea stall, on which sits a man wearing a square scarf and a blue shirt.

This person's name is Zhou Guanzheng, and he is a city patrol imperial history.

It was an accident to meet this person.

When Hu Weiyong was drinking tea here before, he accidentally found that this person had the habit of going to that small tea stall to drink a big bowl of tea.

The Imperial History of the City Patrol is a seven-rank petty official, annoying, but Hu Weiyong didn't take it to heart, let alone get into his eyes.

But now, this man is of great use.

Chu Ze walked slowly on the way to the Imperial Prison.

He really didn't expect that Hu Weiyong's brain could be so big, and he would think that he wanted to be the prime minister.

As for Hu Weiyong's opinion, he didn't have to think about it, he knew that he couldn't agree to it.

He was short of money, but not so short that he had to exchange his head.

Besides, Hu Weiyong's words today obviously have unfinished words.

He'll have to be on guard.

Chu Ze raised his head and looked at the endless long street, and his face suddenly became bitter.

It's a long way off.

If he knew that it would be so difficult to walk, he should have driven Zhu Fan to walk and take the car by himself.

It's good now, he has to walk such a long way.

It's hard......

When Chu Ze walked to the edict prison, Zhu Fan was beating people inside.

Especially those with hard mouths, the fight is the most interesting.

The kind of person who says anything when he sees the torture instrument, Zhu Fan feels that he is not happy enough.

As soon as Chu Ze entered the edict prison, he covered his mouth and rushed out in the next second, holding on to the corner of the wall and vomiting.

"Damn, I've known for a long time that these prisons smell bad, but it's too bad, isn't it?" The smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and skin, mixed with the smell of some human excrement, smells so refreshing that it makes people want to cut off their noses.

Chu Ze didn't want to step into it now.

He summoned a guard, waved his hand and ordered: "Go, invite His Royal Highness King Qin out, and say that I am looking for him." ”

Warden: "Yes." ”

Chu Ze raised his hand to wipe the turbidity from the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked out.

He found a place with fresh air and sat down, waiting for Zhu Zhang.

At that moment, a shadow suddenly fell over his head.

(End of chapter)