Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

After receiving such system rewards, Hu Weiyong didn't pay too much attention.

He had probably vaguely understood that the rewards of this system were actually more about his mentality.

Only when he truly enjoys it can he truly enjoy leisure and enjoyment.

Rather than having fun for the sake of having fun, that would be meaningless.

Therefore, Hu Weiyong simply stopped paying attention to the system, and instead focused on being a fisherman.

The main thing is to enjoy daily life.

No one dares to fish in the pond in the backyard of Hu Mansion.

So when the fish here suddenly see a bait thrower, they shouldn't get too excited.

Suddenly, the fisherman Hu Weiyong was so happy that he couldn't sit still on the recliner. He made a small horse and sat by the pond, constantly swinging and closing the pole.

Looking at Yu Huli's harvest one by one, Hu Weiyong smiled so hard that his teeth came out.

Is there anything that could make a fisherman happier than having a good harvest?

This feels so good!

If Hu Yi hadn't persuaded Hu Weiyong to pay attention to his health and eat before eating, Hu Weiyong might have been able to sit by the pond all day.

The lunch meal is still mainly nourishing and light.

But Hu Weiyong was born in Fengyang. Even though he is now in Yingtian, the eating habits are still from his hometown.

Therefore, this so-called lightness is really not that light.

A lot of delicacies such as old hen, ham, matsutake mushrooms, and sea shells were stuffed together and simmered for most of the day.

But here, I only drink soup, and then pour it on top of the boiled wok.

That's right, this is the prototype of boiled cabbage in later generations. By this time, some big players who could eat it had already figured out the prototype.

Although it can't compare with the many tricks and processes of later generations, it is better than the original taste of the ingredients.

Paired with a portion of refreshing stir-fried lotus root slices and a portion of stir-fried mutton ordered by Hu Weiyong himself, you couldn't be happier.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, rinsing his mouth, Hu Weiyong started walking around his house with his hands behind his back.

Although I know the inside and outside of this house very well in my memory, it is not my own memory after all, it is somewhat separated by a layer.

Now that I need to eat something, I might as well take a walk.

But as he walked, Hu Weiyong felt something was wrong.

He saw young, beautiful, and beautiful women appearing in front of him.

Hiss... Hu Weiyong suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Where did he find so many beauties in his back house?

Look at each one of them. It is obviously early spring, but the clothes are half unbuttoned and the jade neck is slightly exposed. This... unhappiness is hurting the body.

Especially these beauties, each one holding me in tears, shouting sweetly that the master is feeling better, I am worried to death.

Hu Weiyong suddenly felt that his bones were two ounces lighter.

Although I wasn't a junior brother in my previous life, when had I ever been embraced by a school belle-level beauty?

To put it bluntly, even if he went to pay for health care in his previous life, he didn't have the guts to order something of this level.

After being dragged to the main room of the small courtyard to sit down in a daze, Hu Weiyong took a sip of warm tea and finally dug out the truth about these people from his memory.

Oh, it turns out they were all bought or simply sent to me by sensible subordinates.

Gee, these women are not only beautiful, but also extremely talented.

No, I heard that Hu Weiyong wanted to listen to a ditty. How could these little ladies who were so fiercely vying for favors sit still?

The person holding the pipa held the pipa, and the person holding the guzheng held the guzheng. As soon as he turned his head, a small indoor folk band appeared in front of Hu Weiyong.

Without Hu Weiyong opening his mouth, the ladies looked at each other and started performing.

Hu Weiyong was stunned when he opened his voice.

Good guy, it turns out that Wu Nong's soft words can sound so good when he sings them.

Damn it, I listened to the so-called Chinese style in my previous life and I half understood it. Now when I heard this authentic small words and tunes, I suddenly felt like I had just listened to something in my previous life.

Seeing Hu Weiyong's smiling face, Yiying Ji's concubine also beamed with joy, and the lyrics unconsciously became a little more charming and tender.

As if the ditty was not enough, the maid waiting on the side brought tea and water, and the snacks were brought to his mouth without Hu Weiyong's hands, and the strong fragrance hit his nostrils with a light bite.

This afternoon, Hu Weiyong's life was so artistic.

The lingering sound lingered around the beam for three days, and the beauty was delicious.

Well, Hu Weiyong promises that he listens to the music completely with an appreciative attitude.

The only drawback is that I'm not good enough and haven't been able to come up with a few songs that I liked to listen to before.

Hu Weiyong originally thought that listening to music was already a very enjoyable thing.

But I didn’t expect that the highlight would be after listening to the music.

It's night, and the fish and dragon dance all night long.

From then on, Hu Xiang never got up early.

Not to mention Hu Weiyong's happy life, in another mansion a few streets away from Hu's mansion, Li Shanchang was discussing with his staff with excitement.

"Old Zheng, do you think Hu Weiyong can still hold the position of prime minister? Can we help?"

The man called Lao Zheng was actually Li Shanchang's old aide for many years, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten together late at night to discuss such secret matters.

After hearing Li Shanchang's question, Lao Zheng didn't hesitate and said bluntly.

"My lord, you don't care how long Hu Weiyong needs to recuperate, but this errand will definitely be delayed."

"It would be fine if it were for other positions, but how can the position of prime minister accommodate such a long vacancy?"

"So the Lord's opportunity is here!"

"In my opinion, the Lord should fight, and we can fight!"

Upon hearing what Lao Zheng said, Li Shanchang stood up with a smile and paced around the room excitedly.

He is considered to be one of the top heroes in the founding of the country.

But the biggest difference between him and others is that he is extremely passionate about power.

It was fine if there was no chance in the past, but now Hu Weiyong has been recuperating due to illness just one year after he became prime minister. Isn't this a God-given opportunity?

This is because God thinks that he wants to be the prime minister, below this person and above ten thousand people.

Thinking of this, Li Shanchang did not hesitate. He immediately sat down and started writing furiously, and then asked Lao Zheng to come to communicate with him on his behalf.

Anyway, it’s just one thing over and over again. Prime Minister Hu Weiyong has worked hard and achieved great results. Your Majesty, you can’t make people unable to live even if they are sick.

In this way, let's let Lao Huan recuperate in peace. The position of Prime Minister is high and influential, so let me, a stable person, take over.

Presumably, this way, everyone will have a bright future.

okay!

The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances...

As each letter was stuffed into the envelope, the storm of the Ming Dynasty was about to begin.