First Prince of Ming Dynasty

As the voices of Hu Weiyong and others grew louder, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly: "Hu Aiqing is well-received, but it is indeed suitable."

The following Hu Weiyong immediately bowed down: "I have little talent and little learning, and my colleagues love me. The position of the left minister is more important than Mount Tai. It is really beyond my shoulders. Please think twice."

Zhu Biao then said: "You don't have to be overly humble, Prime Minister Hu. When the DPRK and China are in heavy government affairs and officially need great talents, the so-called benevolence is the responsibility, and there is no humility."

As soon as Zhu Biao's words came out, everyone knew that this matter had not gone away. Originally, Hu Weiyong was the most vocal among the officials, and the prince could represent the meaning of the Holy Majesty to a certain extent. In this way, who can resist?

Hu Weiyong looked at the floor with a low head. In fact, he didn't really want to be the left prime minister right now. Zhongshu Sheng and Liubu were all his people, and he was already the actual left prime minister. I hope that a puppet like Wang Guangyang will sit on top of the left minister to bear the emperor's wrath.

It's a pity that at his stage, many things are no longer up to him. It was not his intention to throw Wang Guangyang into trouble today, but those officials still did it in the name of his good.

Hearing the passionate praise of the officials around him, Hu Weiyong felt even more chills in his body, as if there was a dead end in front of him, but the allies behind him were frantically pushing him forward.

He suddenly remembered that the scene in front of him had also been staged back then, but at that time he was the one who praised it all the time, and it was Li Shanchang who knelt here and repeatedly refused.

At that time, all I thought was that the teacher was in the top position, how much benefits he would get as a disciple, he would be able to hold his head up in front of his colleagues in the future, his official career would be smoother, and one day he would be able to become a marquis and a wife.

Now he has done it, Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, Yang Xian, Wang Guangyang, these people have all gone down, and I, Hu Weiyong, is the only one left in the court today, but why are I still so uneasy?

What was the teacher thinking back then, and was he so trembling?

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Yuanzhang's order had already been issued. From now on, he was the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty. Hu Weiyong respectfully bowed down and accepted the order.

Zhu Yuanzhang on the dragon chair looked calm. He glanced indifferently at all civil and military officials, and then turned his eyes to his son. Although he had a solemn complexion, his brows and eyes were soft, as if he was smiling and congratulating. Anyone who saw him would feel happy.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and Zhu Biao turned his head slightly to look at his father with a feeling, and raised his eyebrows at an angle that the officials couldn't see, indicating that after a long time of layout, the prey was finally hooked.

Needless to say, Zhu Yuanzhang directly asked Hu Weiyong to deal with the disaster situation in Shaanxi and Gansu. There was only one request, that the officials who raised food prices and embezzled food should be thoroughly investigated and beheaded as a public display to reassure the people.

After retiring from the court, Zhu Yuanzhang left straight away, and Zhu Biao walked down to chat and laugh with Hu Weiyong. Naturally, Hu Weiyong was very respectful, and they separated after walking out of Fengtian Palace together.

As soon as the crown prince left, Hu Weiyong's side was immediately crowded with people, not only civil servants, but even dignitaries. deputy.

If Wang Guangyang had the courage to break the boat, Hu Weiyong would indeed be hard to resist. After all, Wang Guangyang didn't want Yang Xian to have a huge loophole, but unfortunately he knew how to protect himself, which is why Zhu Yuanzhang was so disappointed in him.

After a few words of politeness with the civil servants, Hu Weiyong directly ordered them to do things. After all, if things were not done well, he would be scolded tomorrow morning, but he was much more polite to noble generals...

Zhu Biao went straight back to the East Palace. Chang Luohua was four months old, and his pulse was stable and healthy. Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma were very happy. After all, there were still some dangers in the first three months. The worry is about the childbirth.

In order to make up for his daughter-in-law, Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma kept sending all kinds of good things, some of which were specially asked for tribute from the vassal state. Lao Zhu would not be polite about this. Gone.

However, Zhu Biao is worried about the overnutrition of the fetus. If the body is too big, it will be difficult to give birth. Zhu Biao does not want to send away his princess because of a child, but Chang Luohua naturally does not like the supplements sent by the emperor and empress. So good to refuse, Zhu Biao can only take care of it himself.

There are already many female doctors and midwives serving in the Eastern Palace. These people are experienced and know how to make pregnant women move more, but they dare not forcefully demand on the princess.

When Zhu Biao returned to the East Palace, he happened to meet Princess Lan of Kaiping, and asked Liu Jin to support Lan and said, "Mother-in-law is an elder, so there is no need to salute from now on."

Lan smiled and didn't say anything, Zhu Biao looked at Chang Luohua who was rushing over and asked a few words, and then they went back to the house together. Although there was no ice mirror, the maid who fanned the wind was indispensable.

After sitting down, Lan said with a smile: "Did I bring some supplements into the palace on purpose today, or her father sent them from the north because he was worried about the princess's body, but I didn't expect that the Eastern Palace's warehouse would not be able to hold it."

Chang Luohua smiled: "Father is in good health outside, and there is no reply to the letter I sent."

Lan's lovingly looked at the somewhat pregnant daughter: "Your father is like that. He doesn't even bother to write family letters. He only asked me to bring things to you when he finally sent a letter. He didn't say a word about it."

Zhu Biao took a sip of tea and said: "Yue Zhang's report arrived in Beijing yesterday, everything is fine, you don't have to worry, as for the supplements have been delivered, please accept it, don't disappoint Yue Zhang's wishes, but you have to Eat less, it’s not good to make up too much.”

Lan smiled and echoed a few words, she also knew how busy the court was these days, and the prince could come back from the palace to eat with his daughter specially, this is a difficult thing to pay attention to, how many such considerate men can exist in this world.

It seems that it is a tradition for the Zhu family to love the first wife and the first son, and the Lan family is even more delighted when she thinks of this. Empress Ma is an existence that all the wives envy and look up to.

Lunch was ready in a short while, and it stands to reason that Zhu Biao should sit at the table by himself, but after all, it is a family, so there is no need to be too polite, and he used it quietly after sitting at the table.

Most of them went into Zhu Biao's stomach. He didn't eat three meals a day and didn't have the energy to review memorials in the afternoon, while Chang Luohua now had six or seven meals a day, and he only ate about one meal. Anyway, he could eat when he was hungry. eat anytime.

After eating, we naturally wanted to have a chat. Zhu Biao also felt that Mrs. Lan had something to say to him, and he probably guessed what it was. After all, Mrs. Lan is the princess of Kaiping, and her daughter is the princess of the East Palace. , what else can I ask for.

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