Father can be an enemy to the country

Hu Xiang, Hu Xiang... A eunuch's voice called Hu Weiyong back to his senses.

Oh. What are your orders, Eunuch Ji? Hu Weiyong came to his senses and realized that the court meeting was over. It turns out that Wang Guangyang was right, the court meeting can really fish.

Your Highness, please stay with Mr. Hu for a while. Eunuch Ji said softly.

Okay. Hu Weiyong composed himself. After all the ministers had retreated, he raised his hands and asked, Your Highness, what are your instructions for retaining the old minister?

Hu Xiang's face doesn't look good. The prince stood up from the throne and asked in a warm voice, Are you too tired?

Ashamed, Hu Weiyong said with an embarrassed smile, Actually, it's because I take a nap at noon so that I can be energetic in the afternoon. But today at noon, I took the time to play a game of chess with Wang Xiang, which delayed my nap. It was really a waste of time. ah.

Hey, you can't say that. Relaxation is also the way of civility and martial arts. The prince waved his hands and said with a smile: Hu Xiang is in charge of all directions in Jiuzhou for my father and son, and you have to worry about everything in the world. It is really too hard.

As he spoke, he smiled at Hu Weiyong and said, How about it? How about I arrange a different errand for you and change your mind?

That's good. Hu Weiyong smiled, but a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes. I wonder what His Highness wants the veteran to do?

It's a good thing. The prince smiled and said, Isn't this the end of Master Song's revision of the history of the Yuan Dynasty? But since the last revision of the history was too hasty and the quality of the book was poor, my father ordered us to review it carefully. Therefore, I I would like to ask Prime Minister Hu to go to the National History Museum to review it. The quality must be ensured this time, otherwise the History of the Yuan Dynasty compiled by the National Dynasty will become a joke.

That's it. Hu Weiyong was flattered. You must know that compiling the history of the previous dynasty is not just a historical issue, let alone a literary issue, it is also a very sensitive political issue.

Therefore, it has been a common practice in all dynasties for prime ministers to compile history, so that they can better grasp the overall situation.

And taking the lead in finalizing the coffin for the previous dynasty is really a great honor for literati. So in this dynasty, in the second year of Hongwu, Boss Zhu wanted to compile history, and Li Shanchang was excitedly waiting for the title of chief executive of Yuan History to fall on him.

But after waiting and waiting, I got an edict from Zhu Yuanzhang appointing Song Lian and Wang Yi as the chief executives of Yuan History. Li Shanchang was so wronged at this time that he couldn't help but go to Boss Zhu and said that I could also edit Yuan History.

Boss Zhu replied that Mr. Li was busy with government affairs and was not good at literature, so he should not get involved in compiling history.

Old Li blushed with embarrassment and never mentioned this matter again.

Moreover, Li Shanchang was a failed candidate in the previous dynasty, but Hu Weiyong did not even pass the scholar examination. Therefore, even though Hu Xiang was extremely powerful, he never wanted to go to the National History Museum.

But whether it should be said or not, the more this person gets, the more commotion he becomes. Especially since Li Shanchang didn't even get the chance to compile Yuan Shi. Although he was only reviewing it, he would definitely be able to get his name on it, which would be better than his old boss.

Then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey my orders. Hu Xiang agreed without any suspense.

Okay, then pack up your things and enter the palace tomorrow. The prince smiled and nodded, and said, Over at Zhongshu Province, you can arrange your errands yourself, so I don't have to worry about it.

Don't worry, Your Highness, I will explain it to you. Hu Weiyong said respectfully.

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On the day that Prime Minister Hu entered the palace, His Royal Highness King Yan boarded a ship at Jiangdongmen Pier as the Crown Prince's special envoy and went to Chongming Island to inspect the Beiwa Navy...

At this time, Chongming Island did not form a large island like later generations, but was composed of dozens of large and small sandbanks.

But its importance is far greater than that of later generations. During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, there was a Tianci Salt Field here, which was second only to the Changlu Salt Field in scale. Because it is located at the mouth of the Yangtze River and is an important shipping node, the Yuan Dynasty established Chongming Prefecture here, which was affiliated with Yangzhou Road.

In the second year of Hongwu, Chongming changed the prefecture to a county, and later changed it to Suzhou Prefecture. The Japanese general military officer's office was also installed in Xisha, and a huge Japanese fleet was also stationed here. As a result, the island was densely populated and the market was prosperous. Zhu Yuanzhang specially gave it to Chongming with the inscription Yingzhou on the Sea.

And Jinghaihou Wu Zhen is the undisputed king of Chongming. Over the past few years, he has been running this place like an iron barrel. Here, he is always calm and composed because there is no one or thing that can challenge him.

But today, the face of this 'King Chongming' who looked exactly like Brother Nai could not hide his shock and uneasiness.

His nephew Wu Gao and his son Wu Zhong, who were summoned by him to discuss matters, both noticed his abnormality. The former asked strangely: Uncle, what happened?

I just received an urgent report that King Yan is coming to inspect. He will arrive early tomorrow morning. Wu Zhen handed a small piece of paper to his nephew for circulation.

The two of them couldn't understand his mood when they saw it. Instead, they were a little excited. They had been studying with the kings in the main hall for so many years. They had always been humble and small, and they were no different from little book boys. It would be great to have the opportunity to show His Highness how majestic I am now.

Is this nothing? It's just a normal inspection. Wu Zhong said nonchalantly.

Yes, uncle. Wu Gao agreed.

Don't you think it's a coincidence that he came at this time? Wu Zhen took back the piece of paper, pulled out the lampshade, and burned it with the flame of the lamp. The King of Chu over there went out to sea, and he came to Chongming on the back. Isn't there any connection here? Only a ghost can believe it.

Didn't the superiors say that King Yan only brought his own bodyguards and didn't have any extra troops? It's just a coincidence. What can five hundred people do? Wu Gao didn't believe it.

Yes, Dad. You don't know that the third and fourth children have always been in conflict with each other. The third and sixth children are mixed together, so the fourth child has never been involved in these things. It should have nothing to do with him. Wu Zhong didn't believe it either.

Wu Zhen looked at his nephew's face, which still retained innocence untainted by knowledge. He sighed helplessly and said: You have always heard that, 'Brothers are jealous of each other, and they keep their affairs in check'?

Then what does uncle think he is here for? Wu Gao asked.

Keep an eye on us and don't let us act rashly. Wu Zhen said in a deep voice.

We won't move in the first place, he just likes to stare. Wu Zhong smiled nonchalantly.

That's right, big eyes and small eyes at most, what's the big deal? Wu Gao also said with a smile.

Alas, you only know one, but not the other... Wu Zhen sighed: On the day before King Yan set off, Prime Minister Hu was imprisoned in the National History Museum by the prince in the name of repairing the history of the Yuan Dynasty. Now I can't contact him outside...

It's just a coincidence. What does it have to do with Hu Xiang? The two of them looked puzzled.

It's a big deal... Wu Zhen smiled bitterly. There was such a big cognitive deviation between him and his nephew, so he couldn't just blame the child for being ignorant. The main reason was that he didn't tell the two of his eldest brother's plan.

If these two boys knew that His Highness King Chu was about to be buried in the belly of a fish, they wouldn't be so indifferent.

Wu Zhen hesitated for a long time and finally did not tell them. The fewer people who know about the killing of the nine tribes, the better. Not telling them means loving them.

Anyway, you two will accompany him throughout the whole process. If His Highness, Prince Yan, makes any changes, please report them at any time.

Yes, uncle.

Yes, Dad. The two of them responded.