As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone around Hu Weiyong suddenly changed.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How dare the Jinyi guards surround his prime minister's house?"
But Hu Weiyong still didn't believe in himself. His slaves scolded him.
"The guards in royal robes are showing off Zhu Shi's nephew's steps. What's so strange about coming here?"
"As a member of his prime minister's family, how can I be in such a big position when I am so frightened when something happens? My prime minister often teaches me to wait until the mountain collapses before me without changing. Just like a few imperial guards in the Ming Dynasty who scared me and talked nonsense like that.
Gibberish?”
The slave was stunned for a moment after being scolded, thinking to himself that if he could just pour night fragrance in the house in an ordinary month, why would he have such a big responsibility?
He wanted to make the outside situation clear, but Hu Weiyong was very strict with Dong. If his slave dared to talk back when he scolded him, he would be punished with a stick or even to death. Although Dong, the slave who was trying to gain power, wanted to warn Dong in his heart, he found that Dong didn't want to.
But she kept her mouth shut, and she couldn't say the words "Master, run away" after all.
"You are so gracious and calm, you are worthy of the magnanimity of a prime minister!" said Tu Cheng, who was beside him, flatteringly.
"Those who achieve great things should be calm." Hu Weiyong's face showed a bit of complacency. He turned to Zhu Yu who was trembling and said: "Don't worry, my dear nephew, even though the Jin Yiwei is at the door, I understand that he will not dare to step into the gate of his house.
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"I am as secure as a rock here."
"Xie Nao Hu Xiang!" Zhu Yu's two legs were fighting, and he reluctantly arched his legs and saluted.
"Yes." Hu Weiyong nodded, looked around and said with a smile: "The commander of the Jinyi Guards, Mao Xiangbu Nao, is so impolite that he dares to come to his house without handing over a greeting card."
"Don't pay attention to him. Just let him wait at the concierge."
"Let him dry, and then he will go naturally."
As he said this, he wanted to go outside the study with Chen Ning, Tu Cheng, and Zhu Yu to discuss the next move. But just as he turned around, he heard a commotion coming from outside. There were faint screams and shouts.
The sound of scolding.
"Well? How dare those slaves for generations dare to make such a noise!" Hu Weiyong thought that the slaves in the Fu Mansion were frightened, and felt that he had lost the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion in front of Zhu Yu and others, so he frowned and said dissatisfied.
But he saw one of his close stewards running in and kneeling in front of him with a plop:
"Master! Run! Run!" cried the steward. "Why are you lingering there so long? Madam and young master have been captured!"
"Looking at the posture, I'm afraid you might want to confiscate your home!"
"What?" Hu Weiyong was really frightened that time. "The soldiers have entered the house? What's going on!"
"He is the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty! Who dares to break through the door of his prime minister's house?"
"He dares!"
With a strong shout, a young man was seen, wearing a red gauze robe with flying feather patterns on the ground, an embroidered spring knife on his waist, a gold three-mountain hat on his head, and a pair of foundation soap boots, leading a group of people.
The guards, who looked like wolves and tigers with swords, rushed in through the hanging flower door.
"Mao Xiang!" How come Hu Weiyong didn't recognize him? In the past few months, he was the one who asked His Majesty the Emperor to drive him everywhere, to go out and patrol, and he was not this person. Unlike Erhu's bumbling smiles, Mao Xiang had always been cautious in his actions, and he was different from those of them.
Imperial officials have always been respectful and humble. How had Hu Weiyong ever seen him act so domineering?
"Hu Xiang, something happened to me." Mao Xiang smiled coldly. "Zhu Xian, the prince of Yongjia Marquis, conspired with Wang Zaixian, a Korean, to assassinate the east of the palace of King Wu in order to seize the cement industry in the east of the palace. Mrs. Xing of the Marquis' Mansion
Confess, I, the Prime Minister of the Left, Hu Weiyong, will not collude with him as a traitor!"
"In compliance with the order of the emperor, the Prime Minister's Mansion was sealed off, Hu Weiyong and other interfering persons were arrested and sent to Jinyiwei Prison for severe interrogation!"
Every time Mao Xiang said something, Hu Weiyong's face became more horrified. When Mao Xiang finished speaking, Hu Weiyong calmed down and said angrily: "That's nonsense!"
"He has always worshiped the East of the Five Palaces, and everyone in the government and the public knows about this!"
"How can one plot to murder the master of the palace?"
"Besides, what authority do I have to arrest the Prime Minister of Zhongshu Province without the approval of the Three Laws Division!"
"Hey, Bidong's Holy Order, 'Jin Yiwei is specially ordered to be in charge of the prison, and is given the power to patrol and arrest. The Jin Yiwei has the right to detect all unforgivable crimes such as conspiracy and rebellion, deceiving the public with evil words, spying on the government, and transportation of barbarians outside the prince's palace.
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"What!" Hu Weiyong took a few steps back in shock.
"Nonsense!" Chen Ning, a close confidant next to Hu Weiyong, stood up. "It's just a profit from cement, why would he want to assassinate the prince and the feudal king? Zhu Xian is not a fool. How can he not know which is more important?"
"Is that unreasonable?"
"There must be a hidden secret in this matter! How can I be so arbitrary when I hold great power! He is Chen Ning, the imperial censor! Are you afraid that he will impeach me?" Chen Ning pointed his halberd at Mao Xiang with a righteous air.
"Zhenkou!" Mao Xiang opened his mouth and shouted.
"The east side of the fifth hall was killed by Zhu Siam's thieves. He was seriously injured and was in critical condition. The car was filled with blood. When it was taken to Chaoyang Gate, the people along the way saw it with their own eyes."
"As soon as my lips touch, it turns black and red. Is it possible that Wu Diandong is so full that he kills himself for fun?"
"What? Wu Diandong was seriously injured?" Chen Ning was stunned by Mao Xiang. What happened?
Could it be that Zhu Xian was so angry that he stabbed the king to death?
But why is he?
"Hmph, can I be the censor doctor Chen Ning? I'm going to run through the iron shoes and find nothing." Mao Xiang looked at Chen Ning and snorted twice, then waved his hind legs. "Come on, take that doctor Chen with you."
Nadon!"
"This person's name is also included in the list provided by the Yongjia Marquis Mansion. It doesn't save them from making another trip!"
"Then..." Seeing the two wolf-like guards rushing toward him, Chen Ning finally started to panic and wanted to hide behind Hu Weiyong.
"Don't panic!" But Hu Weiyong collected his thoughts. "The one who is clean will be clean by himself! So what if we take him and wait? He will have his own month of Zhai Daxue!"
He had thought it over clearly, he had done nothing. Although he had fights with the outer cabinet during the weekdays, it was just a normal feud between the court and the court. No matter how he calculated, he would not be guilty of death.
Although there are one or two plans in the ordinary month, they are in the dark room, and no one can hear except the two close confidants beside him. He has to deny to death that he colluded with Yongjia Hou, and nothing will happen after the month.
Looking down on it, all those nobles and nobles who were finally won over were all in vain.
Compared with wealth and life, nothing is trivial!
"The so-called thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in the west of Hexi, Commander Mao, if you can't produce evidence, in the next few months, please be careful of your great leader of the Six Yangs!"
After Mao Xiang finished his harsh words, Hu Weiyong was about to turn around and hint to the two cronies to be tighter after entering. But before he could speak, Tu Cheng, who had been silent beside him, suddenly ran away.
go out.
"Commander Mao! He was sent by Bidong to hide in the secret room beside Hu Weiyong!"
"I can't be indifferent to him!"
"Isn't that natural, Tu Yushi?" Mao Xiang laughed and glanced at Hu Weiyong.
"Tu Yushi understands the righteousness, and Bi Dong has already told him. This incident happened suddenly, but it was too late to inform Tu Yushi to escape in advance."
"Have you remembered all the evidence of Hu Weiyong's crimes during Pingyue's conversation?"
"I remember! I remember everything!" Tu Cheng nodded his head, turned his head and stared at Hu Weiyong's legs, looking slightly ashamed.
"Eun-sang, I'm sorry!"
"Bidong mistakenly told him that if you wanted to win him over as your confidant, I would beg him to show mercy and truthfully report the inappropriateness of your words and deeds in Pingyue."
"Either he is unkind and unkind, or he is strategizing and predicting the future. How dare he and other common people deceive him!"
Hu Weiyong was struck by five thunderbolts. Before he wooed Tu Cheng, Bidong had already guessed that Hu Weiyong had a heart for Buju. He would definitely woo Tu Cheng as his confidant?
How cocoa!
How could Bidong accurately calculate who he wanted to win over?