Faced with this video picture.
Every student present showed sympathy.
Hu Weiyong wants the white-haired man to give away the black-haired man!
This is so pathetic.
However, they are still a little confused.
Why do you say Hu Weiyong’s son is cheating on his father?
Obviously not!
Without saying a word, everyone stared at the projected image in front of them with pairs of pitch-black eyes.
really.
The Prime Minister's Mansion is definitely a machine whose efficiency is jaw-dropping once it is put into operation!
Only a quarter of an hour.
The servant checked the origin of that carriage thoroughly.
The carriage is ordinary and has no background.
The groom driving the car was a very old man.
After learning all this.
Hu Weiyong became even more angry.
In his rage, he smashed several precious porcelains in the hall to pieces.
"Clang! Clang"
The servants of the Prime Minister's Office were trembling, with their heads lowered, not daring to say a word for fear of causing disaster.
Now that the prime minister is angry, how can they dare to provoke him?
If accidentally provoked.
I'm afraid they won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Get that damn coachman!"
Hu Weiyong was furious and his eyes were red.
It's all because of the driver.
If not.
How could his son lose his life?
Especially when people brought back his son's body.
Hu Weiyong didn't even dare to look.
When I thought about my son's body, it was cold and motionless.
His heart felt uncomfortable, as if a knife had been cutting into his heart, causing him great pain.
Therefore, he wants to vent. If he doesn't vent, he will definitely go crazy!
After receiving the order, the servant hurriedly went to do the work.
It didn't take a while.
An old man with gray hair, skinny bones, and almost all his teeth was tied up in front of Hu Weiyong.
"Sir, spare your life! Spare your life!"
Although the old man who was kidnapped for no apparent reason was very confused, it can be seen that after seeing Hu Weiyong, he felt even more frightened.
Not for anything else.
Just because the aura on Hu Weiyong was very scary, just like the county magistrate he had seen from afar occasionally.
No!
Even scarier than the county magistrate!
The old man knelt on the ground, huddled up in a ball, terrified.
Facing the old man's frightened begging gesture, Hu Weiyong's face was cold and expressionless.
He has not yet recovered from the pain of losing his son.
As for letting the old man go?
Absolutely impossible!
"Spare your life? Do you know what wrong you have committed?"
Hu Weiyong's voice was hoarse and his face was as cold as frost.
He wants me to die a clear death. If he can go to the underworld, he can also become a clear ghost.
"Sir, I don't know."
The old man said hurriedly.
"I don't know? You actually don't know? Your carriage ran over my son's body. Now you know, don't you? Kill for life!"
Hu Weiyong's eyes flashed fiercely and he gritted his teeth. He hated the old man in front of him to his core.
If possible.
He was not willing to kill the old man at all.
But he had to kill, he wanted to avenge his son.
As for what will happen if you kill the old man.
Hu Weiyong didn't care at all.
This old man has only one life. If he dies, he will die. Who will care?
There are many people like old men who die inexplicably in Yingtian City every month and every year, so many that even the government has difficulty counting them.
"ah!"
Suddenly, the old man exclaimed, his wrinkled old face full of helplessness and grievance.
Gradually the old man's eyes turned red.
The old man actually cried.
"Sir, the little old man was really unjust. It was the young master who was riding a horse on the street, careless, and ran rampant. Then he fell off the horse. Then he was run over by the little old man's carriage. It was really not the little old man's fault... "
The old man came and wanted to reason with Hu Weiyong.
Although this old man's words still make some sense.
But Hu Weiyong didn't listen at all.
In his opinion.
It's the old man's fault.
If the old man hadn't driven the carriage at that time.
How could his son die?
So.
Without giving the old man a chance to finish his words, Hu Weiyong slapped the old man in the face.
"Snapped!"
With this slap, the old man was slapped until stars appeared in his eyes and his vision was blurred.
But it soon returned to normal.
Obviously, this palm did not hit the vital point.
"Please be kind to me and let me go. I am willing to work for you in the future, so please let me go."
The old man begged for mercy again and again, his face full of fear.
Right now, he just wants to survive!
"Hahaha!"
Unexpectedly, Hu Weiyong seemed to be neurotic, with a crazy smile on his face.
Hearing such laughter, the old man looked confused, but he also felt a little happy inside.
Could it be that this gentleman is willing to let him go?
The people in the hall of the prime minister's palace also had strange expressions. Could it be that their prime minister went crazy because the death of his son was such a heavy blow?
Less than three breaths.
Hu Weiyong's laughter stopped suddenly, and he spat a mouthful of phlegm directly into the old man's face.
"I bother!"
Dirty phlegm stained his face. Although the old man felt uncomfortable, he was very honest and did not dare to say any unnecessary words.
"The people who want to be my ox or horse are like the crucian carp crossing the river. They are countless. Are you worthy?"
"I am Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of the current dynasty!"
"You killed my son, prepare to pay with your life!"
Hu Weiyong looked like he was crazy and directly signaled to his servants to get him a wooden stick.
He wanted to beat this damn old man to death himself.
"Swish!"
The old man turned pale with fright. He had never expected that the adult in front of him had such an extraordinary identity. He was actually the prime minister of the dynasty!
This also made the old man realize that this time he was completely done.
Soon, when he saw Hu Weiyong holding a wooden stick tightly in his hand, the old man's heart froze.
With his body like this, how many blows could he take from this wooden stick?
I'm afraid it won't be long before his old fate is handed down.
The old man instinctively wanted to get up and run away.
All the old man's actions were seen by Hu Weiyong.
"You also have a son, a daughter-in-law, and a grandson who is just three and a half years old. If you don't want anything to happen to them, don't resist. Otherwise, your life can't be saved, and neither can theirs."
Hu Weiyong said in a faint tone, holding the wooden stick in his hand tighter.
In an instant.
The old man was stunned.
"Master Prime Minister, no harm will come to the family. Everything is the fault of the old man. Don't implicate the old man's family."
The old man was crying like rain, and he was like a well-behaved cat, kneeling on the ground and not daring to make any other movements.
"Not bad! You are very cooperative!"
Hu Weiyong was very satisfied, but it didn’t bring harm to his family?
How ridiculous!
This old man is going to die.
His family is going to die too!
"Crack!"
The wooden stick in Hu Weiyong's hand hit the old man's back hard, and a crisp bone cracking sound was heard instantly.
The old man's face was in pain, and he fell to the ground.
pain!
My back hurts so much, it hurts like hell.
He would never forget this pain in his life.
The old man even let out a shrill scream.
But Hu Weiyong did not stop there.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
Stick after stick, the old man kept screaming heart-breakingly. The scream was like a cuckoo crying for blood or an old ape crying at night. It made people's scalp numb and fearful.
But at the back.
The old man fell silent.
Just three sticks down.
The old man is already dead.
But Hu Weiyong was still not relieved and continued to hit the old man hard with the wooden stick.
During the beating process, Hu Weiyong showed a sickly smile on his face.
It seemed like he was enjoying the process.
The thrill of revenge.
Make him happy physically and mentally.
But the surrounding servants of the Prime Minister's Office had already turned pale.
Because when they saw the old man as a living person, they were beaten into a puddle of flesh.
This prime minister is simply too ruthless!
Such a bloody and cruel scene also made the students watching the video feel sick.
Although the video screen was mosaic, the students still felt that their stomachs were churning and they were about to vomit out their breakfast.
"This Hu Weiyong is crazy!"
"As for being so cruel to such an old man?"
"If Hu Weiyong was not ruthless, how could he become the prime minister with more than ten thousand people under him?"
"This is the feudal dynasty in ancient times! Human lives are like grass!"
"How much is this old man's life worth? Even if he dies, who will care?"
…
Everyone couldn't help but mourn for the old man.
The old man died in a miserable state, but his death was in vain.
All because the old man's life is worthless.
Such an insignificant little person, no one in the feudal dynasty would pay attention to him.
"I really can't believe the title of this video. I have a son who is cheating on his father? It's all the same. Hu Weiyong's son is clearly not cheating on his father!"
Zhang Guofei, who was standing in front of the podium, looked annoyed, but suddenly changed the subject and said in a shocked tone, "The stock price of investment stock Hu Weiyong has fallen! One share costs 13 red crystals!"
The students were slightly surprised.
Why did the stock price suddenly drop?
Could it be that the trend of investment stock Hu Weiyong is beginning to take a turn for the worse?
But in the video footage, Hu Weiyong did not do anything excessive.
Isn't that just beating an old man to death?
This doesn’t seem like a big deal, right?
"Classmate Ye Xiao, what do you think about the investment stock Hu Weiyong?"
Zhang Guofei turned his questioning eyes to Ye Xiao, and he became more and more impressed by Ye Xiao's investment ability.
Even though he is a senior investor who has experienced a lot of historical investment world, his investment ability seems to be inferior to Ye Xiao.
Although he shouldn't be so arrogant, it is the fact.
For a moment, every student in the classroom focused their attention on Ye Xiao. They were all looking forward to Ye Xiao's insightful opinions.
"Hu Weiyong may really be tricked by his son."
Ye Xiao said something puzzling.
But everyone pricked up their ears and remained silent, wanting to hear what Ye Xiao had to say.
"Killing a coachman may not be a big deal in normal times. But now, it may very well become Zhu Yuanzhang's excuse for Hu Weiyong. Of course, this is just my personal guess."
Ye Xiao continued slowly.
Everyone's brows were furrowed, with thoughtful expressions on their faces, as if they were pondering the possibility of Ye's joke.
"Investment stock Hu Weiyong fell again, 11 red crystals per share!"
Zhang Guofei always pays attention to the changes in the stock price of the investment stock Hu Weiyong, and now there are beads of sweat on his palms. He looks very nervous and realizes that something terrible is going to happen to the investment stock Hu Weiyong.
If not, how could the stock price of investment stock Hu Weiyong suddenly and inexplicably drop?
Ye Xiao's expression was calm, and not long ago, an extraordinary ability that he had not seen for a long time appeared in his field of vision.
Special grade·Forbidden by the gods!
As long as he participates in the investment world and an investor uses a rare card, a prompt will pop up immediately. He only needs to spend a certain amount of assets to invalidate the rare card!
Just now, many rare card types appeared on Hu Weiyong.
Number 64: The catastrophe card allows the investment stock character to survive the catastrophe and survive the fatal crisis!
The risky dice numbered 86 also rolled out a lucky side!
The number 90 stand-in card allows the investment character to find a similar-looking person as a stand-in!
The card numbered 97 seeks good luck and avoids disaster, allowing the investment stock character to avoid disaster!
He did not spend red crystals to invalidate these cards.
He doesn't care whether investment stock Hu Weiyong lives or dies.
However, deep down he was curious.
Can a total of four rare card types keep Hu Weiyong alive?
Or is it that Hu Weiyong still cannot escape death in the end?
Using four rare cards at once, whose handiwork could it be?
The Shen Consortium in Longdu, or those wealthy families?
The video footage continues.
Hu Weiyong had already sent someone to dispose of the coachman's body.
This matter seems to have passed like this.
No one cares, no one cares.
This made the students realize that Ye Xiao had made a wrong judgment!
"Ye Xiao, you also said that killing the coachman would be an excuse for Zhu Yuanzhang to deal with Hu Weiyong, but it is clearly not the case!"
"Didn't Ye Xiao say it before? Everything is just his personal guess."
"Ye Xiao is not a god either. There will always be times when his judgment is wrong."
"We are not qualified to accuse Ye Xiao of his mistakes. Ye Xiao is a one-star extraordinary investor! We are not even one-star now!"
…
The students were chattering away.
As they talked, they all felt much better. Although Ye Xiao was already far ahead of them in terms of investment, they still had a chance to catch up.
Zhang Guofei didn't say much about this, but he just felt that Hu Weiyong had escaped.
Faced with such a scene, Ye Xiao shrugged and did not make a statement.
He knows it very well.
This may all have something to do with those rare card types.
but.
Hu Weiyong escaped for a while, but not forever.
The coachman incident.
It is very likely that it will still be used as an excuse, or Zhu Yuanzhang will use other incidents as a breakthrough to deal with Hu Weiyong.
A few more days passed.
this day.
The Champa State sent an envoy to pay tribute.
But when the Champa State envoys all arrived at Yingtian Mansion, Hu Weiyong realized that he had been negligent and had forgotten to report this important matter to Zhu Yuanzhang.
And when he learned about this, Zhu Yuanzhang became angry instantly, like a lion with teeth and claws!
In the elegantly decorated imperial study room.
Zhu Yuanzhang scolded Hu Weiyong until his head was bloody.
"You are the prime minister, but you can't even handle this little thing?"
"Hu Weiyong, do you no longer want to be prime minister?"
"If you don't want to, just tell us directly!"
When Zhu Yuanzhang was cursing, a lot of saliva splashed on Hu Weiyong's face.
But Hu Weiyong didn't dare to say a word.
Then, Hu Weiyong said in an aggrieved tone.
"Please forgive me. This matter is not my fault, but the Ministry of Rites did not make arrangements in time. The fault lies with the Ministry of Rites and Wang Guangyang!"
Hu Weiyong just wanted to take the blame.
Anyway.
It must not be him who is wrong! (End of chapter)
