Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chapter 228 Hu Weiyong: Do you want to be prime minister?
Under Hu Weiyong's increasingly aggressive gaze, Chu Ze calmly put down his teacup.

He sat up straight, looked at the other party in a leisurely manner, smiled briefly, and asked, "Where did you hear about this, Uncle Hu? I'm afraid this person is jealous when he sees us making money, and wants to break up our cooperation." ?”

Hu Weiyong frowned, obviously not believing.

Chu Ze continued to fool around: "Zhu Liangzu committed suicide by himself, can you blame me for that? If he didn't do those things, can I forcefully charge him with a crime? If it is true, I can't sit here today. Uncle Hu, you have had some tea. As for the matter of the Japanese kingdom, I am also taking the interest from the trade, and I can still cut off my own money? As for the matter of soldiers, horses, food and grass, it is even more unfair. Although I took over Jinyiwei, But I don’t know about everyone’s impeachment against me today? Moreover, this matter is closely related to me, so it’s more normal for me not to know about the matter of soldiers and horses.”

Chu Ze dismissed all these matters with a few words.

Hu Weiyong knew that this kid could speak, but he didn't expect to be able to speak like this.

He had been exposed by himself, and he dared to deny it with certainty.

If I hadn't figured everything out a long time ago, I might have been fooled by him.

But since he dared to come, he couldn't be unprepared.

"You don't have to say it so nicely. I can guess what your plan is, but the road you're on is a dead end. Why don't you cooperate with me, and Uncle Hu will guarantee that your wishes will come true."

Hu Weiyong looked at Chu Ze firmly.

Chu Ze really wanted to hear what this man was thinking.

He then asked, "Then tell me, Uncle Hu, what do I want?"

Hu Weiyong raised his upper body slightly, leaned forward, fixed his eyes on Chu Ze, and said in a low voice, "You want to be the prime minister."

"??"

What did he just say?
Chu Ze blinked his clear eyes full of doubts.

I deeply suspect that there is something wrong with his ears, or is Hu Weiyong's brain flooded?
He actually wanted the position of prime minister?

Are you kidding, he's going to die of exhaustion.

But his expression, in Hu Weiyong's eyes, was that he was shocked by what was said.

"Was it right?"

Hu Weiyong smiled triumphantly, and sat back down again.

He relaxed his body, looked at Chu Ze with contempt, and said, "Chu Ze, you are still young and ambitious, Uncle Hu understands, but you shouldn't attack Uncle Hu. But you are indeed capable."

Just because he was able to hide it from him for so long, it shows that this person has some brains.

As long as Chu Ze is sensible, he can also have a large number of adults, not plan the previous things, and help people to the position of prime minister by the way.

You know, he is the only prime minister right now, and after Prime Minister Zuo was laid off, he has never been established again.

Although the emperor said that it would be withdrawn, it is not impossible to establish it again.

"As long as you are willing to cooperate with Uncle Hu, Uncle Hu can help you. Of course, there are conditions."

"What condition?" Chu Ze asked immediately.

Hu Weiyong: "From now on, I want you to continue business in Japan in your name."

This is a piece of fat, Hu Weiyong is not willing to let it go easily, but he will not put himself in danger, and Chu Ze is the best card on the bright side.

Chu Ze was silent for a moment when he heard this.

This man wants money but not his life.

You are going to kill me.

but.

Chu Ze is not a fool, if you want to cheat him, then you have to be mentally prepared to be cheated to death by him.

"How?" Hu Weiyong asked Chu Ze.

Chu Ze pretended to mutter: "Uncle Hu, I have to think about this matter."

If Chu Ze really agreed without even thinking about it, Hu Weiyong should think about Chu Ze's purpose instead.

Chu Ze's hesitation made Hu Weiyong more convinced of his guess.

Hu Weiyong agreed very happily.

Until Chu Ze left, he walked in through the door with the servants around Hu Weiyong: "Master, do we really want to put such a big piece of fat in this kid's mouth? How about stabbing him in front of the emperor?"

"And it's not a small talker. This kid is plotting against the master, and the master even let him take charge of this matter. It's too cheap for him."

The servants muttered, but Hu Weiyong smiled meaningfully.

Cheap him?

This kid dared to plot against him, how could he let him go.

The condition he raised today was just an appetizer.

As long as Chu Ze agrees, the next step is to take the Jinyiwei in his hands for his own use.

As for the cancellation of Jinyiwei...

Today he can ask people to suggest withdrawal, and tomorrow he can also ask people to propose not to withdraw.

As long as this knife can be held in my own hand, then anything is fine.

As for Chu Ze, after the matter is done, it will be useless.

Now have to keep him.

But this kid is not easy to control, even if he agrees to consider it today, there is no guarantee that this person will make other moves.

So he has to be on guard.

Hu Weiyong walked to the window and stretched out his hand to open it.

On the opposite side of the street, there is a small tea stall, and sitting on the tea stall is a man wearing a square scarf and a blue straight gown.

This man's name is Zhou Guanzheng, and he is a censor who patrols the city.

It was an accident to meet this man.

When Hu Weiyong was drinking tea here before, he accidentally discovered that this person had the habit of going to that small tea stand to drink a big bowl of tea.

Xuncheng Yushi is a junior official of the seventh rank, annoying, but Hu Weiyong didn't take it to heart, let alone catch his eyes.

But now, this person is of great use.

Chu Ze walked slowly on the way to the Imperial Prison.

He really didn't expect that Hu Weiyong's brain would be so big that he would think that he wanted to be the prime minister.

As for Hu Weiyong's opinion, he didn't even have to think about it, he knew that he couldn't agree to it.

He is short of money, but not so short that he needs to exchange his own head.

Besides, what Hu Weiyong said today obviously has more to say.

He has to be on guard.

Chu Ze raised his head and glanced at the endless long street, his face suddenly became bitter.

It's a long way.

If he knew it was so difficult to walk, he should have driven Zhu Xi to walk and take the car by himself.

It's good now, he has to walk for such a long way.

Life is hard...

When Chu Ze walked to the imperial prison with a huff, Zhu Xi was beating people inside.

Especially those who are stubborn, they are the most interesting to fight.

The kind of people who say everything when they see the instruments of torture, on the contrary, Zhu Xi feels that it is not happy enough.

As soon as Chu Ze stepped into the imperial prison, he covered his mouth and rushed out the next second, leaning on the corner of the wall to vomit.

"Damn, I already knew that these prisons smell bad, but this smells too bad, right?" The smell of blood is mixed with the smell of burnt flesh, and mixed with the smell of human excrement. It smells like a wake-up call. With a clear mind, it can make people want to cut off their noses.

Chu Ze doesn't want to step in now.

He summoned a guard, waved his hand and ordered: "Go, invite His Royal Highness King Qin out, and say I'm looking for him."

Guard: "Yes."

Chu Ze raised his hand to wipe away the dirt from the corner of his mouth, turned and walked out.

He found a place with fresh air and sat down, waiting for Zhu Xi.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly covered his head.

(End of this chapter)