Daming prepares the emperor

I heard that Liu Ji was ordered to return to Beijing by imperial decree. Everyone couldn't figure out the trend of the court, so they could only think about doing something to please, so as not to be late.

So Liu's mansion was tidied up long ago, a few years later, it is still as tidy as it was when people lived in it.

Liu Lian didn't care to familiarize himself with the new environment, so he hurried to the market to find a cook and a few servants, signed a contract, and agreed to hire them for three months first, and the agreed price every month was three hangs, I don't want them to do anything, just take care of Liu Ji.

Immediately afterwards, he ran to the headquarters of the Zhenyao Department to return the donkey, and presented a bag of radishes as agreed between Liu Ji and it, and then he arranged everything and was ready to go back.

When Liu Lian came back, he was surprised to find that there was already a guest at home.

This man has an extraordinary demeanor and a calm demeanor. He looks like he is not just waiting for someone. He is sitting at the top, he is obviously used to giving orders, and his eyes are condescending when looking at people.

"Father, who is this?"

Liu Ji was chatting and laughing with him, seemed to be very familiar with him, turned around and said: "This is the current Prime Minister of Zhongshu, come, Meng Zao, I have met the prime minister."

Surprised, Liu Lian saluted immediately. Halfway through the walk, Hu Weiyong helped him up and pushed him onto a chair beside him.

"Your father and I are old friends, so there is no need to be polite." Hu Weiyong said kindly, "Come on, sit down and have a rest. Where did you come back from? Look at the sweat on your face, you are really filial and sincere. You have a Good son."

"It's just a little clever, not as good as the prime minister." Liu Jidao, "The prime minister is not only young and promising, but also benevolent and charitable. If the prime minister hadn't written a letter, I don't know how long it would take me to return to the capital."

The atmosphere froze with these words.

The teacup that Hu Weiyong held was on his lips, and he glanced at Liu Ji from the corner of his eye, but his face was full of smiles, so that he couldn't see the real emotion, it seemed that he was really thanking him, and he didn't know what to do for a while. What to say to resolve the deadlock.

In the end, it was Liu Lian's action that broke the stagnant scene. He took out a paper bag from his arms. After spreading it out, there was a small black pile inside. He poured it into a pot and soaked some warm water. After it settled, he filtered it and took it away. Go give it to Liu Ji.

"What is this?" Hu Weiyong was at a loss for words.

"This is the soil of Qingtian." Liu Ji said, "I'm not in good health recently, and the dog is worried that I'm not acclimatized."

This is a good step, Hu Weiyong hurriedly said: "That's just right, the Holy Majesty knew that Uncle Chengyi was back, and specially appointed several imperial physicians to consult with you. The old man himself said that the heroes are old, so they should not be chilled."

Liu Jidao: "Everyone has?"

"All of them." Hu Weiyong said, "General Xu Da just had his pulse checked not long ago, and the rest of the dukes and earls also had his pulse checked. Only you were on the way and didn't see you right away."

"Then I will wait..."

Hu Weiyong interrupted him: "The man has already brought it, so there's no need to wait, it's at the door."

"Come in!" Liu Ji stood up in surprise.

A few doctors came in quickly with medicine boxes on their backs, and they were all surprised when they saw Liu Ji.

It is often said that people cannot live without doctors and chefs.Everyone is going to get sick, and the imperial physicians in the capital are capable, so they can be regarded as people of some status, and they often go to the houses of ministers and dignitaries.

These people have all met Liu Ji, and some have seen him many times, and they have a deep impression.

After he resigned and left Yingtian, what he left to the doctors was still the elegant and clear appearance with fluttering sleeves, but now his hair is gray, his beard is disheveled, and his smiling appearance is no different from that of an old farmer in the country. , Knelt there and saluted, looked at each other, very disappointed.

"Why, I don't know anyone?" Hu Weiyong said, "Come quickly and feel the pulse of uncle."

The doctor with the best medical skills was also the oldest. He walked over first, put three fingers lightly on Liu Ji's wrist, closed his eyes and felt for a while, and motioned for several others to come and take a look.

Several other doctors also checked the pulse, and after standing back and discussing in a circle for a while, the leading imperial physician bowed his hands: "Master Liu, you are in good health, but your breath is slightly irregular, presumably it is due to the cold season, and some of you are sick. Huo, just take a few doses of medicine, we'll go back and grab some, and we'll wrap it up and deliver it tonight."

Liu Ji smiled and said, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, everyone."

The doctors nodded and left together.

After the figure disappeared, Hu Weiyong planned to get straight to the point, looked at Liu Ji and said, "I think Uncle is in good spirits... I don't know if you have any plans to become an official again? Many people are looking forward to your return, especially The censors of Yushitai have no backbone in the past two years, and impeachment is not as bold as before."

Liu Ji said slowly: "Prime Minister, I have been away from the officialdom for many years, and I can't come back just because I want to."

Hu Weiyong's face brightened, as long as he has that meaning, the rest is not the point: "The relationship is easy to get through, as long as you are willing, others are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks."

"Does His Majesty agree?"

"It should be agreed." Hu Weiyong hesitated a little, but quickly settled down, "If you don't agree, how can you be allowed to return to Beijing to recuperate?"

Liu Ji nodded: "Then it all depends on Mr. Hu's turnaround."

"That's right." Hu Weiyong said with a smile, "Uncle is getting old, it's time to think about his children and grandchildren. This...Meng Zao, right? Brother Meng Zao, has he passed the provincial examination? Where do you want to go in the future? An official? If you have any difficulties, just come to me."

Then he untied the best Hetian jade from his waist: "I came here in a hurry today, and I don't have any presents. Come, brother Liu, take this."

"..." Liu Lian looked at Liu Ji at a loss, but Liu Ji ignored him, so he could only smile and accept Yu.

Hu Weiyong got up with satisfaction: "I won't bother you anymore, the Ministry of Household Affairs still has this matter to deal with, so I will take my leave first, and we will meet again in the future."

As soon as he lifted his robe, he left.

Three days later, the Hall of Martial Arts.

One hand was stroking Ju Fei, from the top of its head to the tip of its tail, and then back along the tip of its tail again, with such force that it messed up all its hair.

Ju Fei did not dare to move, for fear that he would be crushed to death.

"Liu Ji is dead, what can you say?"

"Your Majesty has nothing to say." Hu Weiyong's forehead was sweating, "The medicine is three-point poisonous. I took the imperial doctor to visit. This is what His Majesty meant—"

"You mean, we secretly asked the imperial physician to poison Liu Ji to death, and we borrowed your hand to kill Liu Ji."

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was not loud, but it could be heard throughout the hall. He leaned on the chair engraved with dragon patterns, tilted his head slightly and stared at Hu Weiyong on the ground.

Ju Fei felt that the hands on its neck tightened immediately, and he was so frightened that he shuddered and called out to the boss for help, but Zhu Biao would never show up at this time.

"I don't mean that." Hu Weiyong said, "What I mean is that this matter is just a coincidence, birth, old age, sickness and death, no one is wrong."

"What about outside?"

"This minister wants to take the imperial physician to see Uncle Chengyi. It has nothing to do with His Majesty. No one will say anything to His Majesty."

The hall fell silent, only the cat's disguised purring sounded softly.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang said: "I remember that Liu Ji came to us two days ago and said that after taking your medicine, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach, as if a stone had fallen in his stomach. We didn't care, and just said it was medicine. Three-point poison, let him not think so much, it's just a coincidence, I didn't expect him to die like this."

Hu Weiyong lay on the ground without saying a word. He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang would not have an attack now, and it was not yet time.

Sure enough, for such a big matter, Zhu Yuanzhang only had a few words of emotion, and after beating for a while, he concluded the matter and let Hu Weiyong go home.

As soon as Hu Weiyong left, Ju Fei couldn't wait to flick his tail, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang expectantly, and wanted to get off his lap.

"Why, the queen and the prince have sat on this leg before, did you feel wronged?"

Ju Fei didn't dare to move again.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the decorations on the table, and suddenly threw Ju Fei to the ground: "Go, go find your prince."

As soon as Hu Weiyong left the palace, he met Liu Lian who was squatting by the side of the road.

Liu Lian's eyes were red and he was still wearing filial piety.It happened so fast, he saw his father groaning in despair on the sickbed, and saw his father lose weight in just a few days.

Three days, only three days!One dose of medicine a day can kill a person in three days!

Liu Bowen said to rule the world, after all, he is a person, he can move and laugh, he will trip up others, and he will be tripped up by others.

That is his father!

That's how he got killed!

Liu Lian rushed to the road and stood in front of the carriage, not caring at all whether he would be run over to death by the horses, and then crushed to a pulp by the wheels. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he wished to tear off Hu Weiyong's skin one by one to comfort him. Liu Bowen's spirit in heaven.

"Call-"

After the neighing sound, Hu Weiyong poked his head out of the window: "Liu Mengzao, you are crazy!"

"I'm not crazy." Liu Lian rushed forward, "I want your life to pay!"

Seeing this, the coachman wanted to step forward to protect Hu Weiyong, but he swung him back. Seeing that there was no one around, he even grabbed Liu Lian by the collar, and pulled the young man who had been terrified and frightened for three days into the carriage through the window.

As soon as Liu Lian got into the car, regardless of 21, he strangled Hu Weiyong's neck: "Go to hell! Otherwise, I will be a son of man in vain!"

Under such exhaustion, he was not as strong as a bird flapping its wings. Hu Weiyong pulled his hand off, strangled it with one hand, and said in a low voice: "It's not what you think! Listen to me carefully."

"I listen to your grandma!"

Hu Weiyong had to cover his mouth: "Idiot, I didn't do it! I just visited the house not long ago, and I brought the imperial doctor. I really did it. How could I be so stupid?"

Liu Lian didn't move, and Hu Weiyong let go.

"Then who are you talking about?"

Hu Weiyong looked at him silently.

Liu Lian also came to understand, his pale face became paler in an instant, no different from a dead person.

"Impossible, you are lying to me, how could the Holy Majesty...the Holy Majesty has already let father go back to his hometown..."

"Your Majesty is most afraid of your father." Hu Weiyong said bitterly, "I was also fascinated by lard, and I came up with such a way to save the situation, but now your father's person is dead, and it's my fault, Your Majesty Kill two birds with one stone, and take it easy!"