Daming Super Daddy

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Ma Ruhe, the censor of the right capital, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said to Zhu Song, "King Han... no, no, sir! Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir, for being promoted to the rank of the first-rank principal of the Metropolitan Procuratorate!"

Zhu Song glanced at Ma Ruhe, and said: "Ma Yushi is too polite, this king is just hanging up a vacant post, and the law and discipline in the Metropolitan Procuratorate still depends on the ministers!"

"What's your Highness talking about? As the official of the Ming court, I should share your worries. If your Highness needs anything, just ask your subordinates!" Zhang Han, the left deputy capital censor, also licked his face and came over.

"Oh, thank you two adults for that!" Zhu Song had already decided, since Zhu Di ordered him to take charge of the law and discipline of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, then let's take these two guys first.

No way, who told these two guys to side with King Ning?

After being polite with the ministers again, Zhu Song, who was about to go back to the mansion, turned his head and saw Zhu Quan, who was being supported by Zhang Xin, holding the blood on his forehead, and walking out with weak steps.

"Oh, Brother Seventeen, how is the injury on your head?" Zhu Song leaned over and looked at Zhu Quan with concern.

"I'm so lonely, don't worry about my twentieth brother!" Zhu Quan's eyes were red, and these words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Zhu Quan is not a fool, his intuition tells him that everything Fu Yuwei has done is related to Zhu Song, but he has no clue now.

"oh, I see!"

Zhu Song nodded, and looked around, seeing that the ministers around him gradually dispersed, he suddenly approached Zhu Quan, and said softly: "Brother Seventeen, to be honest, my younger brother just likes you. Don't lose my appearance!"

"You..." Zhu Quan's eyes widened in an instant.

It was him, he really did it!

"Yo, Brother Seventeen, you have to be careful, the wound on the forehead must be taken care of, don't lose your face then!"

Zhu Song took two steps back, walked out of the palace, and waved his hands exaggeratedly: "Brother Seventeen, I wish you a speedy recovery, every year has today, every year has today!"

"puff!"

Hearing this, the veins on Zhu Quan's forehead popped up, the blood flow in his body accelerated, and the ruptured wound on his forehead instantly spewed out blood like a fountain!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, don't get excited, don't get excited!"

Zhang Xin and several ministers panicked, lifted Zhu Quan and went straight to Tai Hospital.

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"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. You haven't seen the blood spurting from Zhu Quan's forehead. If Gu Ruo had a pen and paper in his hand, he would definitely draw this scene!"

In the Chuhua Hall of the Prince of Han's Mansion, Zhu Wei laughed so hard that he leaned forward and back together.

"Brother Mu, be reserved, be reserved!" Zhu Song, who was drinking herbal tea, shook his head helplessly, and said, "After all, Zhu Quan is also our elder brother, how can you laugh at him like that?"

"Don't talk about Gu!" Zhu Wei stretched out his hand to beckon Zhu Huixun, and said, "Just now, you laughed crazier than Gu... Huixun, peel a grape for my father."

Chewing grapes in his mouth, Zhu Wei continued: "Since he, Zhu Quan, dares to do such a thing, what's wrong with making fun of him?"

"Huixun, why are you so obedient? Do what he tells you, and you do it?" Zhu Song stood up, copied Zhu Huixun, and said to Zhu Wei just now: "By the way, Brother Zhu, what are you doing?" Time to take Huixun back?"

"Take it back?" Zhu Wei hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I won't take it back."

"Brother Mu, you're not relying on me, are you?" Zhu Song nodded Zhu Huixun's nose, and said, "Right now, Mu Sheng has been sent to jail, and no one is chasing after you. Why don't you take Hui Xun away?"

"Uncle Song, I'm not leaving!" Zhu Wei hadn't spoken yet, but Zhu Huixun spoke first, "When I was in the mansion, no one played with me, and no one accompanied me to practice calligraphy and study. Every day, there were some maids. And my servant, I don't want to go back!"

"Look, it's not my wish!" Zhu Wei spat the grape skin aside and said, "Our family Huixun likes to live here with you, so you can't let Huixun live on the main street, right? Besides, why don't you What about driving Zhanji out of the mansion?"

"You really want to!" Zhu Song rolled his eyes angrily, and said, "Emotional Huixiu isn't your own son, is it?"

"You're right, how come you're not your own son!" Zhu Wei said dissatisfied, "You think Gu can stay here for a long time in Yingtian Mansion? Gu will return to Yunnan sooner or later. The boundary of Yunnan is no better than Yingtian Mansion , is it possible that you want Huixun to follow Gu to Yunnan to suffer?"

Zhu Wei's words reminded Zhu Song that Emperor Jianwen has been overthrown now, which means that the system of cutting vassals will no longer be implemented.

Zhu Song remembered that his fief was in Kaiyuan, Liaodong. Although the land had abundant rainfall, fertile land, and rich natural resources, Kaiyuan was a completely unfamiliar place to him after all.

After coming to Daming for such a long time, I finally became familiar with Yingtian Mansion and the surrounding prefectures and counties. If we get to Kaiyuan, we have to start all over again, which annoys Zhu Song a lot.

"Brother Song, Brother Song..." Zhu Wei spoke dryly over there, seeing that Zhu Song didn't respond, he thought the kid was in a daze.

Zhu Huixun stretched out his small hand and waved it in front of Zhu Song's eyes: "Uncle Song, Uncle Song..."

"Ah...what's the matter?" Zhu Song came back to his senses and said, "Oh, what are you talking about, boy?"

"Huh, Uncle Song, I thought you had a shag!" Zhu Huixun said with a sigh of relief.

"What kind of horn wind, you boy, let me go!" Zhu Song threw the little guy aside, and said to Zhu Wei: "Brother Mu, is there any way not to go?"

"Fan if you don't go?" Zhu Wei hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes!"

"What?" Zhu Song regained his energy all of a sudden.

"Go and ask Long Live to let him withdraw from the feudal clan!" Zhu Wei said indifferently, "When Yunwen is in power, I'm afraid we brothers will do this!" (To be continued.)

Chapter 134 The Black General

A conspiracy against Han Wang is like watching the World Cup football, and the Hua Xia team has entered the quarter-finals. No one expected this stupid reversal.

After the court meeting, all the ministers left the palace one after another.

Zhu Song stood in front of the gate of Fengtian Hall, and all the civil and military ministers came to congratulate Zhu Song.

Especially in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, those ministers who were bribed by Zhu Quan to impeach Zhu Song were flattering like a rat that encountered a cat, and their hearts were terribly guilty.

According to the official position allocation of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in the Ming Dynasty, the highest official position is the second-rank Zuodu Censor. In addition, in the current society, the Zuo Du Yushi is in charge of the entire Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Right now, Zhu Di suddenly added a director of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and it was still of the first grade, overwhelming the Zuodu Censor, which meant that the entire Metropolitan Procuratorate was under the control of Zhu Song, and in addition, Zhu Song was in charge of laws and regulations. The subordinate officials of the procuratorate have no reason not to be afraid of Zhu Song.

Ma Ruhe, the censor of the right capital, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said to Zhu Song, "King Han... no, no, sir! Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir, for being promoted to the rank of the first-rank principal of the Metropolitan Procuratorate!"

Zhu Song glanced at Ma Ruhe, and said: "Ma Yushi is too polite, this king is just hanging up a vacant post, and the law and discipline in the Metropolitan Procuratorate still depends on the ministers!"

"What's your Highness talking about? As the official of the Ming court, I should share your worries. If your Highness needs anything, just ask your subordinates!" Zhang Han, the left deputy capital censor, also licked his face and came over.

"Oh, thank you two adults for that!" Zhu Song had already decided, since Zhu Di ordered him to take charge of the law and discipline of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, then let's take these two guys first.

No way, who told these two guys to side with King Ning?

After being polite with the ministers again, Zhu Song, who was about to go back to the mansion, turned his head and saw Zhu Quan, who was being supported by Zhang Xin, holding the blood on his forehead, and walking out with weak steps.

"Oh, Brother Seventeen, how is the injury on your head?" Zhu Song leaned over and looked at Zhu Quan with concern.

"I'm so lonely, don't worry about my twentieth brother!" Zhu Quan's eyes were red, and these words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Zhu Quan is not a fool, his intuition tells him that everything Fu Yuwei has done is related to Zhu Song, but he has no clue now.

"oh, I see!"