As the voices of Hu Weiyong and others became louder and louder, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in charge, also nodded slowly: "Hu Aiqing is the one who is expected by everyone, but it is indeed suitable."
Hu Weiyong, who was below, immediately prostrated himself: "The humble minister has little talent and little knowledge, and is favored by all his colleagues. The position of left prime minister is more important than Mount Tai, and it is really beyond the capabilities of the humble minister. Please think again, Your Majesty."
Zhu Biao responded: "Prime Minister Hu, there is no need to be too modest. When the government affairs in the DPRK are heavy and require 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 the matter had not gone away. Originally, Hu Weiyong was the most vocal among the officials, and the prince could represent the emperor's wishes to a certain extent. Who could resist?
Hu Weiyong lowered his head and looked at the floor. In fact, he didn't really want to be the left prime minister now. Zhongshu Sheng and Liu Bu were secretly his people. He was already the de facto left prime minister. He even
I hope there will be another puppet like Wang Guangyang sitting on top of the left prime minister to bear the emperor's wrath.
It's a pity that at this stage, he no longer has the final say on many things. It was not his intention to add insult to injury to Wang Guangyang today, but those officials still did it in the name of his good.
Listening to the passionate compliments of the officials around him, Hu Weiyong felt even more chilled in his body, as if there was a dead end ahead, but the allies behind him were pushing him forward crazily.
He suddenly remembered that the scene in front of him had also happened that year, but at that time he was the one who praised him vigorously, while the one kneeling here and rejecting it was Li Shanchang.
At that time, all I could think about was how much benefit he would gain as a disciple once his teacher became a senior official. He would be able to hold his head higher in front of his colleagues in the future, and his official career would be smoother. One day, one person would be able to be granted the title of Marquis, Prime Minister, and Wife and Son.
Now he has done it. Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, Yang Xian, Wang Guangyang, these people have all gone down. Today, only I, Hu Weiyong, are left in the court, but why are I still so uneasy?
What did the teacher think back then, and was he so fearful?
While he was thinking about it, Zhu Yuanzhang's order had been issued. From today on, he would be the left prime minister of the Ming Dynasty who was courteous to all officials. Hu Weiyong respectfully bowed down and accepted the order. After getting up, all the civil and military officials saluted and bowed to congratulate him.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting on the dragon throne, had a calm expression. He glanced at the civil and military officials indifferently, and then moved his gaze to his son. Although his face was solemn, his soft brows and eyes seemed to be smiling and congratulating. No matter who saw him, he would be in a happy mood.
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but smile on his face. Zhu Biao felt something and turned his head slightly to look at his father. He raised his eyebrows from an angle that the officials couldn't see, indicating that after a long time of planning, the prey finally took the bait.
Needless to say what happened next, Zhu Yuanzhang directly asked Hu Weiyong to deal with the disaster in Shaanxi and Gansu. He had only one request: to thoroughly investigate the officials who were driving up food prices and embezzling food. Once found, they would be beheaded in public to calm the people.
After retreating from the court, Zhu Yuanzhang left directly, while Zhu Biao walked down and chatted with Hu Weiyong for a few words. Hu Weiyong was naturally extremely respectful, and they separated after walking out of Fengtian Hall together.
As soon as the crown prince left, Hu Weiyong's place was suddenly crowded with people. Not only civil servants, but also nobles and nobles crowded over. There was a one-word difference between the left prime minister and the right prime minister, but the actual power was far from being comparable. In the final analysis, the right prime minister was still the same.
deputy.
If Wang Guangyang had the courage to risk everything, it would be difficult for Hu Weiyong to resist him. After all, Wang Guangyang did not want Yang Xian to have huge loopholes. Unfortunately, he knew that Mingzhe would protect himself, which is why Zhu Yuanzhang was so disappointed with him.
After saying a few polite words to the civil servants, Hu Weiyong directly ordered them to do things. After all, if things are not done well, he will be scolded at the court tomorrow morning, but he is 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 Queen Ma were very happy. After all, the first three months were still a bit dangerous. By this time, he was generally stable. The only need was
What I'm worried about is the delivery.
In order to replenish their daughter-in-law's health, Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma kept sending all kinds of good things, some of which were specifically requested to pay tribute from the vassal state. Lao Zhu would not be polite to this at all. I heard that the memory in the palace in Goryeo was very fast.
Gone.
However, Zhu Biao was worried about overnutrition of the fetus. If the body was too big, it would be difficult to give birth. Zhu Biao did not want to give away his princess just because of a child, but Chang Luohua naturally did not accept the supplements sent by the emperor and empress.
It was so hard to refuse, so Zhu Biao could only take care of it himself.
There are already many female doctors and midwives serving in the East Palace. These people are quite experienced and know how to make pregnant women move more, but they dare not force the Crown Princess.
When Zhu Biao returned to the East Palace, he happened to meet Lan Shi, Princess of Kaiping, and asked Liu Jin to help Lan Shi up and said: "My mother-in-law is an elder, so there is no need to salute in the future."
Lan smiled and didn't say anything, while Zhu Biao looked at Chang Luohua who was rushing over and asked a few questions, and then they went back to the house together. Although there was no ice mirror, the palace maiden fanning the room was indispensable.
After they sat down separately, Lan smiled and said: "Did she bring some supplements to the palace on purpose today? Or her father was worried about the health of the Crown Princess and brought them from the north. I just didn't expect that the East Palace treasury would not be able to contain them."
Chang Luohua said with a smile on his face: "My father is in good health outside. There is no reply to the letter I sent."
Lan looked at her pregnant daughter lovingly and lovingly: "Your father is like that. He doesn't even bother to write letters home. When he finally wrote a letter, he just asked me to send you something, and he didn't say a word about it."
Zhu Biao took a sip of tea and said: "My father-in-law's report arrived in Beijing yesterday. Everything is fine. You don't have to worry. As for the supplements, just accept them. Don't let your father-in-law down, but you have to
Eat less, and it’s not good to take too much.”
Lan Shi smiled and echoed a few words. She knew how busy the court was these days, and the prince could come back from the palace to have dinner with his daughter. This was a difficult thing to pay attention to. How many such considerate men could there be in this world.
It seems that it is a tradition for the Zhu family to love their legitimate wives and legitimate children. Lan was even more delighted when she thought of this. Queen Ma was a being that all married women envied and looked up to.
Lunch was ready in a short time. Logically speaking, Zhu Biao should have a table by himself, but after all, they were a family, so there was no need to follow too many rules. After sitting at the table, he started to use it quietly.
Most of them went into Zhu Biao's stomach. He did not eat three meals a day and had no energy to review memorials in the afternoon. Chang Luohua now eats six or seven meals a day. He only eats about the same in one meal. Anyway, he is hungry.
Eat anytime.
After eating, it was natural to have a chat. Zhu Biao also felt that Lan had something to say to him, and he probably guessed what it was. After all, Lan was the Princess of Kaiping and her daughter was the Crown Princess of the East Palace.