Zhu Biao said: "It was suppressed. Two days ago, Lao Wu sent a letter saying that there is no trace of the sect in his fiefdom." He was quite proud of his words. He could feel Zhu Biao's words through the cold words. So excited.
So where did this divine religion come from?
Chu Ze and others all looked at Zhu.
Zhu didn't know what was going on.
"We don't know what's going on. It was peaceful all the way here. I wonder if we were holding a flag, so those people didn't dare to get close. But along the way, we also heard a lot of comments, saying this The divine religion harms people in many ways. We even saw a man whose family was ruined because of his belief in the divine religion." Thinking of that scene, Zhu couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
Unfortunately, he arrived too late and failed to save the lives of those poor people.
As for suppressing the cult, that is even more impossible.
Because it's not his fiefdom.
He can help when someone encounters him, but he can't do anything for him.
"But we also told the local officials to ask them to pay more attention to this. We also sent a letter to the brothers and asked them to quickly eliminate the sect." This was the only thing he could do.
Hearing Zhu's words, Zhu Biao nodded in agreement: "That's very good. But I have to tell my father about this matter."
Cults are not a trivial matter. Looking at the current situation, they have become quite popular.
If you don't clean it up, it will cause a big disaster.
"Well, it's up to you, eldest brother, to talk about this." As long as eldest brother is here, he won't care about this matter.
He is also a big-hearted person.
Chu Ze shook his head and chatted with them for a while before getting up and sending them away.
After they left, Chu Ze returned to the study and quickly wrote an invitation, then called Zhao Si, handed the invitation to Zhao Si, and said: "Send this invitation to Mr. Hu Weiyong and tell him that we will There will be a big gift for you, please come and sit down."
"What if he doesn't come?" Zhao Si asked after taking the invitation.
A coldness flashed in Chu Ze's eyes, and he smiled: "If you don't come, don't come. He will have to bear the consequences himself."
Seeing Chu Ze's expression, Zhao Si's heart trembled inexplicably.
Although Chu Ze didn't say anything, Zhao Si knew that Chu Ze definitely didn't have a good idea.
I just don’t know if we, Mr. Hu, can resist it.
Zhao Si silently lit a candle for Hu Weiyong in his heart, turned around and ran out quickly to deliver a message for Chu Ze.
Zhao Si left with his front legs, and a boy ran in with his back legs.
"Master, I've replied!"
…
"Uncle Hu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if Uncle Hu is in good health?" Chu Ze's first words when he came up to him were heartbreaking.
The corners of Hu Weiyong's mouth twitched fiercely, and the smile on his face was a little unsustainable.
But he had to keep laughing.
Chu Ze wrote on the invitation that he wanted to give him a big gift, and it was related to the bandits who cut off the path outside Yingtian Mansion a few days ago.
Hu Weiyong was shocked when he saw this invitation.
He almost subconsciously wanted to refuse.
But in the end he agreed.
He came today just to see what kind of gift Chu Ze wanted to give him.
Hu Weiyong returned the courtesy with a smile, and walked side by side to the back garden of Chu Mansion with Chu Ze.
The two chatted while walking.
"Thanks to my nephew, we can now eat, drink, jump and dance, and now we have to go back to the court. To be honest, we really miss these days of leisure." Hu Weiyong smacked his lips without saying anything. , sighing with a look of reluctance, as if he really missed it.
Chu Ze smiled and teased: "Well, I can see that Mr. Hu is indeed quite leisurely, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cause trouble for us every day."
Hu Weiyong's expression condensed and he stopped, his face full of shock.
"What do you call my nephew? Let's stay in our own house. Why have we ever caused trouble to our nephew?"
When he said this, he suddenly showed some serious expression, came close to Chu Ze, and whispered: "Could my good nephew have fallen into someone's trick?"
"Let's tell my nephew, Uncle Hu and I are very fond of my nephew. You can't be incited by others to doubt Uncle Hu."
Just looking at Hu Weiyong's expression, Chu Ze might have truly believed his lies.
But everything that happened during this period told him that these things were related to Hu Weiyong.
Fortunately, he could still pretend to be nonchalant.
As expected of an old fox.
I wonder if this old fox can keep pretending later.
Chu Ze smiled and replied: "Then we naturally believe in Uncle Hu. Come on, we have prepared a big gift for Uncle Hu today. Uncle Hu can't miss it."
He took Hu Weiyong to the backyard.
In the yard, a stage was set up, with several actors standing next to it.
When the actors saw Chu Ze and Hu Weiyong, they immediately knelt down to say hello.
Chu Ze shouted and asked them to start singing.
Hu Weiyong knew a lot about opera. Looking at how these people were dressed, he thought they were going to sing "The Banquet in the Forest".
It tells the story of Bao Zheng, a famous official in the Northern Song Dynasty, who redressed the injustice of others.
Hu Weiyong's eyes flashed with deep thought.
Chu Ze invited himself to the banquet and said he wanted to give gifts, which was already very suspicious.
Now I invite him to watch "Qionglin Banquet".
What does he want to do?
Hu Weiyong kept guessing in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face.
They come, the security.
He is not a prime minister for nothing.
Since Chu Ze wanted to invite him to watch the show, he could just watch it.
The gong sounds, and the play begins.
Not to mention, the group of actors invited by Chu Ze still have some skills, and they are excellent at singing, speaking, acting and fighting.
Hu Weiyong looked vaguely fascinated.
Chu Ze suddenly turned his head and asked him with a smile: "Uncle Hu, tell me, this scholar Fan Zhongyu can come back to life, can we people now also come back to life?"
Hu Weiyong's mind was instantly separated from the play.
His eyes trembled slightly, and he smiled calmly: "How can there be any resurrection from the dead in this world? How can my nephew still believe in these gods and ghosts?"
"Uncle Hu, don't you believe it?"
"In the bright world, we are a rare sage. There are no gods or ghosts. We are just mediocre people disturbing themselves."
Chu Ze said meaningfully: "That's right. Resurrection from the dead is indeed impossible, but if a person has not completely died, it can only be regarded as being revived, not resurrected. Uncle Hu, don't you think so? ?”
Hu Weiyong secretly squeezed his hands under his sleeves.
There was clearly something in Chu Ze's words.
Suddenly, he thought of Youqi Laoqi, who should have been dead.
Qi Laoqi is his confidant. A few days ago, he sent people to prevent Chu Ze's people from entering the capital.
Before leaving, Qi Laoqi made a vow.
Either it happens or he dies.
Just a few days ago, Hu Weiyong got the news of Qi Laoqi's arrest.
Early the next morning, the news of Qi Laoqi's death reached his ears.
After that, Hu Weiyong felt relieved.
Very few people know about the relationship between Qi Laoqi and him.
As long as Qi Laoqi dies, it will be difficult to trace him.
Hu Weiyong could have sat back and relax.
(End of chapter)
