Daming: I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son

"Father, if Hu Weiyong really wants to rebel, it's too dangerous for you to go see him yourself!" Zhu Biao refused to let Zhu Yuanzhang take risks: "You just bring him to Fengtian Palace. If he has evil intentions, you can take him directly. !"

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head: "No, Zhu Tao said, it is useful to save his life."

When he arrived at Fengtian Temple, if he allowed Hu Weiyong to be taken down, the result could only be execution. As the emperor sitting upright in Fengtian Temple, he could only use the most ruthless means.

But outside the palace, there is still the possibility of detours.

Zhu Biaoren is stupid, just for the words of a young man, is the lord of a country willing to take such a risk?

What kind of treatment is this?

……

Beijing, Wanjia Restaurant.

In the private room, Zhu Yuanzhang was in a daze as he looked at the people coming and going outside the restaurant.

This restaurant is the place where he often takes his old brothers to eat in private visits. After so many years, neither the decoration of the store nor the street outside the window has changed.

But he and those old brothers have changed.

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Superior! The minister is here!" Hu Weiyong saluted respectfully, but there was a complicated expression hidden in his eyes.

Hu Weiyong did not expect that Zhu Yuanzhang would meet in Wanjia Restaurant in private, because he knew that many of his actions had caused Zhu Yuanzhang's dissatisfaction.

But there is no way, as a prime minister, he is destined to represent the interests of all the ministers. Although he will not stand against the emperor, friction and power struggles are inevitable.

Therefore, he walks on thin ice every day, and even now, he can't even ask for resignation. Thinking about how high-spirited he was when he first became the prime minister, it is only now that he suddenly realizes that this vortex of power in Ming Dynasty can't even be done by himself arrive.

It's just that I don't know what Zhu Yuanzhang's invitation to host a banquet today means.

"Sit down, today we order all your favorite dishes!" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

Hu Weiyong sat at the table, but was a little dumbfounded. Zhu Yuanzhang ordered all Fengyang dishes, which didn't suit his taste at all. What does this mean.

"What are you doing, eat vegetables, there is no one else today, so don't be restrained in front of us!" Seeing that he was not moving, Zhu Yuanzhang urged, but he did not move his chopsticks.

I ate barbecue beer at Zhu Tao's place, and now I just feel that the food outside is tasteless, and the wine is bitter and turbid.

Hu Weiyong picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up vegetables, but saw Zhu Yuanzhang looking at him with a half-smile.

"If this dish doesn't suit your taste, it's really hard to swallow!"

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Hu Weiyong paused.With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he finally understood.

Zhu Yuanzhang said that he ordered his favorite dish, but he actually wanted to say that he didn't understand himself, and as a prime minister, he didn't understand the other party either.

If the monarch and his ministers can't get along with each other, what's the use of being a prime minister?

Hu Weiyong put down his chopsticks with a wry smile. He didn't expect Zhu Yuanzhang, a big bastard, to talk around the corner.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you looking for your minister to come here today?" Hu Weiyong asked.

"Hu Weiyong, how long have you been our prime minister?"

When Hu Weiyong heard this, he became nervous: "It has been six years since I returned to my position."

"Six years, almost enough time! How about doing some other business for us?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked looking out the window.

Hu Weiyong clenched his fists, what does this mean, do you want him to step down with a light word?Even as an emperor, this is too much, right?

"Did you hear what I said clearly?" Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head to look at Hu Weiyong, the cold light in his eyes made Hu Weiyong's legs weak.

"Or, are you going to use those five hundred soldiers to fight against me?"

Pfft!
Hu Weiyong was shocked and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I don't understand what you are saying!"

Those soldiers are what he is going to use to save his life. If one day the emperor wants to kill him, he can use these people to escape from the capital.

Of course, maybe not only saving his life, but also considering using these soldiers to ambush Zhu Yuanzhang.

But he knew that right now he absolutely couldn't admit it, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to do it.

"I met a young man who made me determined to move you, but he said it would be useful to keep you, so I wanted to kill you, but now I am willing to give you a chance." Zhu Yuanzhang looked down at Hu Weiyong.

Hu Weiyong raised his head abruptly, his eyes widened.

A young man can decide the fate of me, the prime minister of a country?

Could it be the grandson?
It shouldn't be, Taisun is just a child, and he doesn't look very smart.

Who is this boy?
"Think about it yourself, let's go back to the palace." Zhu Yuanzhang put down his words and walked out.

Hu Weiyong sat slumped on the ground, his face uncertain.

Two days later, Prime Minister Hu Weiyong died of a sudden illness, and the whole court was shocked.

And the Wanjia Restaurant in Beijing has a new shopkeeper.

Inside the bedroom.

"Chongba, you mean you asked Hu Weiyong to be the shopkeeper of a restaurant?" Queen Ma asked in surprise.

"That's right, since the son we just met said that Hu Weiyong is still useful, let him train him himself. It just so happens that we, as fathers, can't just prepare nothing for the child. Now we will send him to a restaurant and pair him with a shrewd It’s not like treating him badly!” Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

Ever since he found out that Zhu Tao's biological father had passed away, he sent soldiers and horses to exterminate the bandits. At the same time, he also had the idea of ​​continuing to pretend to be Zhu Tao's father.

Empress Ma looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a complicated expression: "Chongba, you are now the king of a country, you can't just recognize your son outside!"

It's okay to recognize an adopted son, after all, Zhu Yuanzhang has many adopted sons, but according to Zhu Yuanzhang's tone, he should be treated as his own son.

In that case, regardless of blood relationship, they are all considered dragon sons!

A dragon son, although he cannot inherit the throne, will still cause a huge chain reaction in the court!

"Don't worry, we know the severity." Zhu Yuanzhang told Empress Ma about Zhu Tao's life experience, and Empress Ma couldn't help feeling sorry for Zhu Tao.

"It's a poor child. He has to support the family business at a young age, and now he doesn't have a father. It's a blessing to let you see him."

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped his thigh: "Hey, sister, you are wrong. It is our blessing to know this child."

Empress Ma was a little puzzled when she heard this, "How do you say this?"

"Sister, do you know that if Biao'er can't be treated in time, his time is numbered, and he might die before us?" Zhu Yuanzhang said with lingering fear.

When Empress Ma heard this, her face turned pale: "Chongba, what's wrong with Biaoer? Tell me clearly!"

"Sister, don't worry, Zhu Tao's child will take care of Biao'er's illness, and it will be fine!" Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly comforted Empress Ma, and when he said this, he suddenly discovered that Zhu Biao had taken the medicine he brought back. I have a lot of energy.

On the contrary, Empress Ma kept coughing non-stop, and refused to be treated by the imperial physician, and it became more and more serious.

"Sister, come with us to meet Tao'er, this child has amazing medical skills, maybe he can cure you!"