Chapter 228 Hu Weiyong: Do you want to be the prime minister?

Author: The Demon Dao is the Demon

Chapter 228 Hu Weiyong: Do you want to be the prime minister?

As Hu Weiyong looked at him more and more sharply, Chu Ze calmly put down his teacup.

He sat upright, looked at the other person leisurely, laughed briefly, and asked, "Where did Uncle Hu hear this? I'm afraid that this person is jealous of seeing us make money, and wants to break up our cooperation, right?"

Hu Weiyong frowned, obviously not believing it.

Chu Ze continued to fool him: "Zhu Liangzu was the one who was doing his own life. Can I blame me? If he didn't do those things, could I force him to deduct a charge? If it was really deducted, I can't sit here today and have tea with you, Uncle Hu. As for the affairs of Japan, I am also taking advantage of the profits of trade, and I can still cut off my own financial resources? As for the matter of military, horses, food and grass, it is even more unfair. Although I took over the Jinyiwei, I don't know about the matter of impeachment by everyone in the court today? Moreover, this matter is closely related to me. It would be more normal for me not to know about the matter of military, horses."

Chu Ze said something and pushed these things completely.

Hu Weiyong knew that this kid could say it, but he didn't expect that he could say it so well.

They were exposed by themselves, and they even dared to deny it with confidence.

If I hadn't figured out everything, I might have been fooled by him.

But since he dared to come, he could not be unprepared.

"You don't have to say it so nicely. I guessed what you are making, but the path you are following is a dead end. It's better to cooperate with me, Uncle Hu guarantees that all your wishes will come true."

Hu Weiyong looked at Chu Ze with confidence.

Chu Ze really wanted to hear what this person had thought of.

He asked, "Then Uncle Hu, tell me what I want."

Hu Weiyong raised his upper body slightly, leaned forward, his eyes tightly locked in 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 that were puzzled.

I deeply doubted whether it was something wrong with his ear, or was Hu Weiyong's brain getting into it?

Will he actually want the position of prime minister?

What a joke, he will be exhausted.

But his expression fell into Hu Weiyong's eyes and was shocked by the central story.

"Are you told?"

Hu Weiyong smiled proudly and sat back.

He relaxed his body, looked at Chu Ze with a contempt, and said, "Chu Ze, you are still young after all, and you can understand that you are ambitious, but you shouldn't attack me. But you are indeed capable."

Just because he could hide it from him for so long, this person has some brains.

As long as Chu Ze is tactful, he can also help him to serve as prime minister without planning the previous events.

You know, now he is the only one who is the right prime minister, and the left prime minister has never been established after he was laid off.

Although the emperor said he would remove it, it was not impossible to set it up again.

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

"What conditions?" Chu Ze asked immediately.

Hu Weiyong: "From now on, I want you to continue trading in Japan in your name."

This is a piece of fat meat, and Hu Weiyong refused to let go of it easily, but he would not put himself in a dangerous place, and Chu Ze is the best card on the surface.

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

This person wants money but lives.

You are going to kill me.

but.

Chu Ze is not a fool either. If you want to cheat him, then you must be mentally prepared to be cheated to death by him.

"How?" Hu Weiyong asked Chu Ze.

Chu Ze pretended to be memorable and recited: "Uncle Hu, I have to think about this."

If Chu Ze really responded without thinking, Hu Weiyong should think about Chu Ze’s purpose instead.

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

Hu Weiyong agreed very happily.

Until Chu Ze left, he kept walking in from the door with the servants around Hu Weiyong: "Master, do we really want to put such a big piece of fat into this kid's mouth? What if this kid directly leads these things to the emperor in order to protect himself, what if he does?"

"And it's not that he's too talkative. This guy plots against the master. The master actually asks him to take charge of this matter. It's too cheap for him."

The servant muttered, but Hu Weiyong smiled meaningfully.

Is it cheaper for him?

How could this kid let him go if he dares to plot against him?

The conditions he proposed today were just an appetizer.

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

As for the cancellation of the Jinyiwei...

Today he can ask someone to suggest to withdraw, and tomorrow he can ask someone to suggest not withdraw.

As long as the knife can be held in your own hands, it will do whatever you want.

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

He has to be kept now.

However, this kid is not easy to control. Even if he agrees to consider it today, he cannot guarantee whether this man will use other tricks.

So he had to be more careful.

Hu Weiyong walked to the window and reached out to push open the window.

Across the street, there is a small tea stall, where a man wearing a square flat scarf and a straight blue trouser.

This person's name is Zhou Guanzheng, and he is a censor of the city patrol.

It was an accident to meet this person.

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

The Censor of the City Inspection Censor was a seventh-rank small official, and he was annoyed, but Hu Weiyong did not take it seriously, and he could not catch his eyes.

But now, this person is of great use.

Chu Ze walked slowly on the way to the imperial prison.

He really didn't expect that Hu Weiyong had such a big idea that he would actually think that he wanted to be the prime minister.

As for Hu Weiyong's opinions, he didn't have to think about them, and he knew that he couldn't agree to this matter.

He is short of money, but he is not so short of money that he has to exchange it with his own head.

Besides, Hu Weiyong's words today are obviously still unfinished.

He had to be more careful.

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

This is a long way.

If he had known it was so difficult to walk, he would have driven Zhu Chuang to walk and take the bus by himself.

It's great now that he has to walk so far.

Life is miserable...

When Chu Ze hummed and walked to the imperial prison, Zhu Ren was hitting someone inside and was so happy.

Especially those who are stubborn, the most interesting thing to fight.

Zhu Ceng felt that he was not happy enough when he saw the torture instrument.

Chu Ze just stepped into the imperial prison, and the next second he covered his mouth and rushed out, holding the corner of the wall and vomiting.

"Damn, I've known that these prisons have a bad smell, but it's too bad, right?" The bloody smell mixed with some burnt smell of flesh, and mixed with the smell of human body excrement. It smells so refreshing and can make people want to cut their noses.

Chu Ze doesn't want to step in at all now.

He called a guard and waved his hand to order, "Go, invite His Highness the King of Qin out, and say I'll find him."

Guard: "Yes."

Chu Ze raised his hand to wipe off the turbid object at the corner of his mouth, and turned around and walked out.

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

At this moment, a shadow suddenly covered his head.
Chapter completed!