Chapter 73: The Hu Weiyong I want to use can only be a dog (Please order first!)

East Palace Study.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the person who came into view was Crown Prince Zhu Biao. Hu Weiyong quickly stood up and wanted to step forward to pay his respects.

But from behind Zhu Biao, Prince of Jin Zhu Gang also stepped into the study of the East Palace and looked at Hu Weiyong with a smile.

But this smile made Hu Weiyong's pupils shrink suddenly.

There is a rumor in the world that when Zhu Gang smiles at someone, that person's life or death is unpredictable; but when this little mouth opens, birds chirp and flowers bloom.

"This old minister greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin."

But it was only a moment of hesitation before Hu Weiyong came to his senses and saluted Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao.

"Prime Minister Hu, no need to be so polite, please sit down."

Zhu Biao waved his hand and sat back in his chair.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Hu Weiyong bowed again and then sat back in his seat.

"Prime Minister Hu, I have invited you here today because I have something to discuss with you. It is a national priority that will benefit the people of the world."

As he spoke, Zhu Biao looked at Hu Weiyong with a serious expression.

"Oh? Your Highness, please explain."

When Hu Weiyong heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhu Biao and bowed.

"Measure the land."

In response to this, Zhu Biao's eyes flashed with thought, and then he spoke softly.

"Measure the land?"

"But at the beginning of the founding of the country, the imperial court had already started a nationwide land inventory."

"Make sure every piece of land is registered and under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue."

Hu Weiyong frowned slightly, his eyes revealing confusion.

"Minister Hu, do you think that the land inventory is really accurate and there are no omissions?"

Zhu Gang looked directly at Hu Weiyong with sharp eyes, his eyes flashing with a light of insight, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Although Hu Weiyong was touched, he maintained his usual calmness on his face and asked in a calm tone.

"what for?"

"Prime Minister Hu, I want to ask you, how many acres of land are registered in Fengyang?"

"How many acres of land are registered in the whole of Jiangnan?"

After saying this, Zhu Biao's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked again in a deep voice, with a chilling tone that should not be underestimated.

The atmosphere in the study suddenly froze as the chill rose, and the air seemed to become heavy.

Faced with this depressing atmosphere, even Hu Weiyong, the right prime minister with immense power, felt a chill in his heart.

Because at this moment, the two brothers did not hide the murderous intent in their eyes at all.

It seemed that if Hu Weiyong could not come up with a reason that satisfied them today, he would not be able to leave the Prince's Eastern Palace alive today.

"Your Highness, I admit my guilt!"

Hu Weiyong sighed lightly, then stood up, looked at Zhu Biao and bowed.

Facts speak louder than words, and this disaster, once revealed, is inevitable.

All Hu Weiyong could do was to protect himself. Moreover, the fact that Hu Weiyong dared to do this in the first place meant that he had left a way out for himself.

After all, truth will come out sooner or later, it is only a matter of time. And considering Hu Weiyong's intelligence, how could he really die for those reckless men?
“Click—”

Zhu Gang leaned forward slightly, staring at Hu Weiyong with sharp eyes, and flicked his fingers lightly, making a crisp snap.

At the same time, outside the study door, a cold light flashed, and dozens of blades broke out of their sheaths. The uniform sound of metal collisions resounded throughout the space, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Prime Minister Hu, I don't need you to confess your guilt. I just want to know the reason."

His words were light, but revealed unquestionable majesty. Zhu Gang's eyes had a bit more of a sharp and cold light, which made people feel awe-inspiring.

This kind of domineering spirit honed in the swordplay is definitely not something that Hu Weiyong, who has been in the government for a long time and is good at political strategies, can match.

Especially the elegance of the literati, which seemed so fragile and vulnerable when faced with this domineering aura.

As expected, under Zhu Gang's overwhelming power, Hu Weiyong's face turned pale in an instant, revealing his true colors.

But Hu Weiyong was a prime minister who had experienced many ups and downs and was very shrewd. In just a moment, he calmed down his panic and regained his usual composure.

After all, facing this situation, fear cannot allow Hu Weiyong to escape from danger, and only by responding calmly can he find a glimmer of hope for survival.

"Your Highness, this involves many secrets, old minister."

Afterwards, Hu Weiyong's eyes flickered, as if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat, which finally turned into repeated sighs. He looked at Zhu Biao earnestly and shook his head.

The subtlety and profound meaning hidden in these words may not be fully understood by an official even if he spends his entire life on it, but Hu Weiyong was able to handle it with ease in an instant.

"Push it out."

But facing Hu Weiyong's hesitation, Zhu Biao slowly raised his head and issued a cold and hard command from his lips, revealing the authority of a prince that could not be disobeyed.

"kill!"

Zhu Gang put down the teacup casually, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he uttered only one word with a resolute tone.

With Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao being so cunning, how could they not see through Hu Weiyong's little cleverness?
Hu Weiyong wanted to increase his bargaining chips. After all, Hu Weiyong was certain that Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao just wanted to scare him, not really kill him!
It’s a pity that Hu Weiyong made a wrong bet. From the moment he stepped into this study, his life and death were no longer under his control.

Because Zhu Gang and Zhu Biao only need an obedient dead dog, but not a clever dead dog.

"boom--"

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and immediately afterwards, a steady and powerful footsteps echoed in the room.

At this moment, Hu Weiyong finally realized what was going on. His face turned as pale as paper and he looked at Zhu Biao and Zhu Gang in fear and shock.

It was because Hu Weiyong had realized that the two brothers were not bluffing against him, but had real murderous intentions!
"Your Highness, calm down!"

In a flash, the guard's strong hands had clamped Hu Weiyong's shoulders, and feeling the tight restraint, Hu Weiyong finally spoke in a hurry.

Even his voice trembled a little, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks.

Even at this time, Hu Weiyong had forgotten the dignity of being the prime minister, and his body involuntarily collapsed and fell to the ground.

In this vast world, there are indeed loyal and courageous people who are fearless in the face of life and death, but this person is obviously not Hu Weiyong.

After all, how could those who are blinded by greed easily disregard their own life and death?

What's more, he died for a group of people who could only be called bargaining chips?

As for why it is so?

Why use Hu Weiyong and why scare Hu Weiyong so much?
The corners of Zhu Gang's mouth curled up in a defiant tone.

Who is he?
The legitimate son of Emperor Hongwu Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma.

The Ming Dynasty first conferred the title of King of Jin, who commanded an army of 200,000 in Shanxi.

If he wants to play politics, then he can play politics.

But if he wants to overturn the table, he can do so.

After all, with this identity, one can really act as if nothing is wrong!

Therefore, Hu Weiyong is a dog, a dog that wags its tail and begs for mercy, and he can only be a dog.

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(End of this chapter)