Ming Jiajing: Starting from Immortality

Chapter 138 Zong Xian teaches his son, and finally sees the bright moon!
Beijing.

South of Xisi Archway.

Less than an arrow's throw away, there is a Fengsheng Hutong, which is the widest and most neatly arranged street west of Xipailou South Street. There are many official residences in the hutong.

In the middle and slightly east of the alley, there is a courtyard house with three entrances and exits. This is the new mansion that Hu Zongxian's eldest sons Hu Guiqi and Hu Songqi bought after they made a fortune.

But after only a few days' stay, the Hu brothers were thrown into the Shuntian Prefecture jail by Zhang Juzheng for the crime of blocking the gates of the six ministries and insulting the court officials.

Hu Zongxian entered Beijing in a low-key manner. Apart from submitting a memorial to the Yuxi Palace and the Cabinet in advance, no one was alerted.

The only sensation caused was when Hu Zongxian went to the Shuntian Prefecture Prison to retrieve his two sons.

Hu Zongxian, supported by his two sons, got off the carriage, looked at the mansion in front of him, and then looked at the crowd of people nearby, who were not many but exuded a noble air.

These nobles may not know Hu Zongxian very well, but they know the two Hu brothers who blocked the government office and cursed him.

Seeing the Hu brothers serving their father like sons, he couldn't help but guess Hu Zongxian's identity. Then, when reminded by the people around him, he suddenly realized that they were not like sons at all, they were his sons.

Hu Zongxian, Marquis of Jinghai and minister of the cabinet, came to Beijing.

They all stopped at the same time and called their friends to come here, if for no other reason than to give the Marquis a glimpse of them.

"Father, this mansion doesn't look anything special from the outside, but it's a world of its own. The layout, atmosphere, and scenery inside are very exquisite. I'll help you go in," said the eldest son Hu Guiqi attentively.

"No need, I don't live here." Hu Zongxian shook his head slightly.

The Hu brothers were immediately anxious. Hu Guiqi said, "Since our father has come to Beijing, it is the sons' responsibility to take care of him. If he doesn't live here, where can he live?"

"A mansion opposite the Riyuexing Restaurant." Hu Zongxian glanced at his two filial sons and said.

The second son, Hu Songqi, said without hesitation, "What kind of place is that? Can it compare to the house we bought with one million taels of silver..."

"Don't talk nonsense, think about it again." Hu Guiqi patted his brother on the back of the head and scolded him.

Hu Songqi immediately retorted, "What are you thinking about? Opposite the restaurant, what could it be..."

The voices were getting lower and lower until they could no longer be heard. Riyuexing Restaurant was the most popular restaurant in the capital from the 20th to the 40th year of Jiajing's reign. Opposite it was the Yan Mansion of Yan Song and his son Yan Shifan.

In order to build the Yan Mansion, Yan Shifan mobilized countless skilled craftsmen, and also brought in countless scarce woods in the capital from Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and other places under the pretext of building a palace for the emperor. Even without counting the nearly 100 acres of land, which was worth every inch of gold, the cost of the land alone exceeded 10 million taels of silver.

Compared with the huge Yan Mansion, this courtyard with three entrances is nothing, not to mention that it is so close to the Emperor's West Garden. It would be difficult to buy it even if the family has a fortune of millions.

Hu Songqi's throat rolled over and he said in a hoarse voice, "Father, did the emperor give you the Yan Mansion?"

Hu Zongxian nodded.

For his merits, in addition to the titles of marquis and minister, he also received some rewards in kind, but he distributed them all to the southeastern army.

He has been in the Southeast for so many years, and he can say with a clear conscience that he left peace to the people of the Southeast and left without taking anything with him.

Even Xu Wei, the most trusted and relied-on aide, was left to the people of the southeast and to Hai Rui.

After being away from the capital for many years, he seemed to have lost everything, including his mentor, friends, brothers, etc.

On his way back to Beijing, the endless feeling of loneliness made it almost impossible for him to find the strength to continue living. He was like a lone boat in the deep ocean, which might be capsized at any time.

But the emperor gave him an "anchor", the mansion of his mentor.

The feeling of being lost completely disappeared at that moment. The clouds and mist parted and the bright moon finally appeared.

The Hu brothers looked at each other, and saw the passion in each other's eyes. They said in unison: "The emperor's grace is from heaven, and father cannot disobey it. As sons, we must also fulfill our filial duties. From today on, we will move in with father."

With the Yan Mansion, who would still live in this shabby house!

and.

The Hu brothers thought that when their master Yan Song entered the cabinet and became prime minister, it was their uncle Yan Shifan who came to serve him. As time went by, their uncle became a junior cabinet minister of the Ming Dynasty.

My uncle-in-law at that time was only admitted to the Imperial Academy as a student. He didn't even take the imperial examination, but he relied on the power of his master to become an official and rose to prominence.

Although the two brothers are not well educated, they are confident that they can do what their uncle can do.

They reached the highest position step by step, and they were even willing to change their name. From tomorrow on, they will be called Hu Gao!

Ambition is burning!
"You can't go." Hu Zongxian said lightly.

The fire was extinguished immediately.

"Why?" The Hu brothers asked a soul-searching question.

It is only natural for a son to live in his father's house!

Hu Zongxian glanced at his two sons who were imagining things they shouldn't be thinking about, and said calmly: "That is the palace's house. I am just staying here temporarily, just like the Marquis of Jinghai. I will return it to the court after I die."

The title of marquis cannot be inherited by the emperor, this is a permanent rule of the imperial court.

But the Yan Mansion was indeed awarded to him by the emperor, and it really belonged to him, Hu Zongxian. Even after his death, it could be passed on to his descendants, but Hu Zongxian didn't want to!
The blame was directly put on the imperial court.

Hu Guiqi curled his lips and said, "This was definitely Zhang Juzheng's idea, father. Zhang Juzheng is a stingy guy. We went to the six ministries and cursed at them, but we were arrested by Zhang Juzheng and thrown into Shuntian Prefecture Prison for quite a while. If father hadn't come to Beijing, we two brothers would not have been able to get out."

Hu Songqi nodded in agreement.

Isn't it just running to Qianbu Gallery to curse the officials? Is it necessary to arrest them and put them in jail?

Who asked those corrupt officials to impeach their father?
He kept mentioning Zhang Juzheng.

Hu Zongxian looked at his two sons who showed no respect for the most powerful official in the Ming Dynasty and sneered, "Tie them up!"

"Who are you tying up?" Hu Guiqi asked, but saw several guards approaching him. "My apologies, eldest and second young masters."

Hu Guiqi and Hu Songqi glanced at their father's face, then at the guards who were slowly approaching with ropes in their hands, and they knew that their father was serious, so they turned around and ran away tacitly.

It doesn't matter whether it's high or not, it's all nonsense, just flirt first and talk later.

However, the guards who escorted Hu Zongxian to Beijing were all elite soldiers from the southeastern army. Although the Hu brothers were smart, they could not escape.

After taking three or two steps, he was caught back. Hu Zongxian pointed at the ginkgo tree in front of the door and said in a cold voice: "Hang him up!"

All the nobles nearby were alarmed, and the elder cabinet member who had just arrived in Beijing actually hung up both of his sons.

Seeing that enough people had come, Hu Zongxian took off his coat, revealing the strong muscles he had trained in the southeast. He took the thorny cane handed over by the guards and walked towards his sons who were hung up with a smile...

(End of this chapter)