But he didn't expect that he would receive an invitation from Chu Ze right after.
The above vaguely hinted at the matter of Qi Laoqi.
Originally Hu Weiyong didn't want to come.
But that doubt lingered in his mind.
In the end, he decided to take this trip just to see what kind of medicine Chu Ze was selling in his gourd.
Now it seems that the medicine in this gourd has a great relationship with Qi Laoqi.
But Qi Laoqi is dead.
How can a dead person come back to life?
Just hilarious.
Hu Weiyong also really laughed.
Chu Ze looked sideways at him: "What are you laughing at, Uncle Hu?"
Of course I am laughing at you for being stupid.
If Chu Ze hid this matter and pretended that he didn't know anything, he would also pretend that nothing had happened.
But Chu Ze wanted to use this matter to threaten himself.
He wanted to see how this person would threaten him.
Hu Weiyong suppressed the sarcasm in his eyes and said: "This play is quite good. My nephew is really interested. But I don't know. My nephew said he wanted to give Uncle Hu a gift. I wonder what kind of gift it is?"
Hu Weiyong smiled confidently.
When Chu Ze wanted to sing, he would set up a stage for him.
Just let him see where the gap is between them.
You should be more honest in the future and stop thinking about jumping on top of your head all day long.
As if he didn't expect him to be so calm, Chu Ze looked at Hu Weiyong in surprise for a while.
Then, as if he was confirming something, he deliberately reminded Hu Weiyong again: "Uncle Hu, this gift... we should not look at it. We are not afraid of anything else, but mainly because we are afraid that Uncle Hu's heart won't be able to bear it."
"What are you talking about, nephew? How can you not see the gift you specially found?" How can you continue to sing this show if you don't see it? Hu Weiyong urged, "Okay, take it out quickly and let us have a look."
"Uncle Hu really want to see it?"
"Of course I want to see it."
"Then if you read it, Uncle Hu, don't regret it."
Hu Weiyong smiled: "What can we regret? Nephew, please stop being so pretentious and get your things out quickly."
"Okay, Uncle Hu is so cheerful, so we won't hide it anymore." Chu Ze raised his hand and slapped him a few times.
Hearing this sound, the opera singers on the stage immediately stopped and backed away.
After they stepped off the stage, Zhao Si and several servants came up from the backstage carrying a large box.
Seeing the box, a trace of doubt flashed across Hu Weiyong's face.
He turned his head and looked at Chu Ze: "What is this?"
"Of course it's a gift. This gift has taken us a lot of effort. Uncle Hu needs to look at it carefully." Chu Ze smiled mysteriously at Hu Weiyong, raised his head and winked at Zhao Si.
Zhao Si, who received the wink, immediately directed the servant to open the box.
The next moment, a middle-aged man wearing prison uniform stood up from the box.
Hu Weiyong's relaxed body suddenly tensed up when he saw the man's face. He sat upright suddenly, staring at the people on the stage with his narrowed pupils.
——This, how is this possible!
Hu Weiyong's hand shook slightly and the tea spilled on his hand.
Isn't this person dead? !
How could he still be alive!
No, this could be Qi Laoqi
Qi Laoqi is dead. This must be a fake that Chu Ze got from somewhere else. He wanted to defraud himself.
That's for sure!
Hu Weiyong continued to comfort himself and quickly calmed down the fear in his heart.
But Chu Ze didn't give him a chance to think carefully.
He said to the stage: "Qi Laoqi, do you recognize the gentleman next to me?"
Qi Laoqi's eyes fell on Shi Hu Weiyong as he accepted Chu Ze's questions.
With just one glance, he looked away.
The dying voice sounded, and it was clearly the voice of Qi Laoqi: "I recognize it, Mr. Hu, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty, Hu Weiyong, is also our master."
boom!
There was a sudden thunder in Hu Weiyong's mind.
Why does this person even sound so similar? !
No, it's not just a resemblance, it's clearly exactly the same.
"Since you said he was your master, why did you hang out with those robbers who blocked the road?" Chu Ze continued to ask.
Qi Laoqi replied: "This is the master's order, let us find those people and prevent them from entering the capital."
"Where's the evidence?" Chu Ze asked again.
Qi Laoqi said: "There is no evidence, the master just told us to do it."
"That's it, then if you do this, we can't protect you. By the way, Uncle Hu, do you want to protect him?" Chu Ze turned his head and leaned half in the chair, supporting his forehead with one hand, looking at Hu Weiyong with a half-smile.
Hu Weiyong had calmed down at this time.
He calmly put down the tea, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the tea on the back of his hand.
"Why can't we understand what my nephew is talking about?" He raised his eyes, looked at Chu Ze with confusion, and said, "You said you wanted to give us a gift, but it turned out to be personal, and he also slandered me and harmed you? My dear nephew, are you afraid that someone has taken advantage of you?"
Chu Ze looked at Hu Weiyong, and Hu Weiyong looked at him.
The two people's eyes met, and they didn't give in to each other.
After a moment, Chu Ze suddenly laughed out loud.
"Uncle Hu is worthy of being the prime minister. His mentality is stable." Chu Ze gave him a thumbs up.
Hu Weiyong: "Excuse me."
Chu Ze smiled and waved.
"Originally, we thought, if Uncle Hu said that we recognized him, then we would return the person to Uncle Hu. Didn't we have some small spears and shields before? Let's use him to please Uncle Hu. We Let's just write off the past. But who knows, Uncle Hu doesn't even recognize it." Chu Ze said, lowered his head and laughed muffledly twice.
Immediately afterwards, he said: "Okay, since Uncle Hu doesn't recognize him, we won't give this gift. Zhao Si, send this person who slandered Uncle Hu to the prison and interrogate him carefully to find out what happened." Who was secretly instigating him to frame Uncle Hu? By the way, let the brothers in the prison keep a close eye on him, and if something happens, let them be buried together, understand?"
"Don't worry, sir, we're doing our job well." Zhao Si took the people down with him.
Hu Weiyong's expression was the same as before.
At least in Chu Ze's view, there is no difference.
So he has a good mentality, which is really not a boast from Chu Ze.
The person was taken down and the play began again.
But Hu Weiyong no longer had the interest to continue reading.
He casually found an excuse and left.
Chu Ze personally sent the person to the door and watched him get on the carriage and drive away.
Only then did Zhu Xi come out of the house.
In order not to affect Chu Ze's performance, although Zhu Ping came in through the back door early, he never showed up in front of Hu Weiyong.
Until Hu Weiyong left.
He looked at the carriage disappearing at the corner of the street, turned his head and asked Chu Ze: "Will this method work?"
He didn't go there just now, but he was hiding in the house and saw the situation clearly.
Hu Weiyong's expression clearly showed that he didn't take it to heart.
Is it possible that Chu Ze will do this?
Chu Ze thought about Hu Weiyong's expression after the man went down, smiling unfathomably.
"Who said it's useless? Isn't this rabbit already hooked? By the way, have you explained all this clearly?" Chu Ze asked him.
(End of chapter)
