Hu Mansion.

Linglong Court.

In the main hall, Hu Fei and Hu Weiyong were sitting next to each other.

"Chuntie, show me some tea."

Hu Fei grinned and greeted Chundie.

Chundie hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Hu Weiyong and placed it respectfully on the table.

Hu Weiyong glanced at Chundie, snorted softly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"You boy, I really belong to you. Now everyone in Linglong Garden respects you, so my words have no effect anymore."

Hu Weiyong said helplessly while drinking tea.

After hearing what he said, the expressions of Chundie and Pei Jie on the side changed, they looked at each other and lowered their heads involuntarily.

"That means I have a very charming personality and am worthy of their respect and following. You should be happy."

Hu Fei smiled and said lightly.

"Charisma? What is that?"

Hu Weiyong hesitated and asked with a frown.

"Uh...it's nothing. It just means that I am very powerful and can make them follow me wholeheartedly."

Hu Fei hesitated for a moment and explained casually.

"oh..."

"But what you said makes sense. A tiger father has no dog sons, so my son is naturally unusual!"

"I heard that you wrote another poem in the Governor's Mansion?"

Hu Weiyong nodded hesitantly, and then asked excitedly.

"Hmm...are you sure you are the tiger father? I never seem to remember that you can write poetry?"

Hu Fei looked at Hu Weiyong and asked deliberately jokingly.

"I..."

"You kid, don't do this to me! Why?! Don't you want to!?"

Hu Weiyong pursed his lips in embarrassment, then stared at Hu Fei pretending to be dissatisfied and asked.

"How dare I? Your raw rice has already been cooked. What else can I say?"

Hu Fei said with a smile.

"You brat! Don't just praise you a few words and then raise your tail to the sky! No matter how big or small you are!"

Hu Weiyong couldn't help laughing and scolded.

"Has the poem spread?"

Hu Fei smiled, then changed the subject and asked.

"It has been spread for a long time. Otherwise, how would I know? I heard that it has spread to the palace. His Majesty also praised you very much. I don't know if your boy is the reincarnation of a lucky star. He is actually more and more appreciated by His Majesty. It seems that I

The wishes in my heart are becoming more and more hopeful.”

Hu Weiyong said thoughtfully while stroking his beard, with an expression of relief on his face.

"Don't get too happy too early. You can wait until the first month of next year before you can relax your vigilance."

Hu Fei shook his head and said lightly.

"Why is it the first month of next year?"

Hu Weiyong asked hesitantly.

Then you have to ask yourself! In the first month of the year, you must invite Zhu Yuanzhang to his house to see some spiritual spring, otherwise he will not be framed by traitors.

But this was what Hu Fei was thinking, and he didn't say it out loud. If Hu Weiyong knew that he could predict the future, I'm afraid the whole world would know about it.

"It's nothing. Anyway, just remember what I say. Until everything is safe, continue to keep a low profile and don't push yourself in anything, especially not to confront His Majesty again."

Hu Fei hesitated for a moment, looked at Hu Weiyong, and said seriously.

"knew."

Hu Weiyong pondered, nodded and said.

The two exchanged some more pleasantries before Hu Weiyong left Linglong Garden, completely obeying Hu Fei's instructions, as if the relationship between father and son had completely changed.

...

Hanlinxuan.

Today, there is a long queue outside the Hanlin Pavilion. Because they heard that Hu Fei had written down the blood-stained battlefield poem and published a hundred authentic copies, many people came to buy it.

Although the people who came later knew that it was not their turn, they were still unwilling to leave. Even if they saw with their own eyes the authentic Hu Fei that others had obtained, it was a worthwhile trip.

There were not only literati in the team, but also military personnel, wealthy businessmen, and even ordinary people.

Hu Fei's poem touched the hearts of almost everyone and shocked people from every class.

In the backyard study.

Hu Fei is writing furiously. Although he is now not only a god of poetry, but also a great calligrapher, his handwriting is still sloppy and even more unrestrained because he knows that as long as it is his handwriting, no matter how ugly it is, it will be worth a fortune.

At this moment, Pei Jie came quickly from the front hall, followed by a person.

"Master, the prince's people are here."

Pei Jie walked into the study, cupped his hands towards Hu Fei who was writing furiously, and said respectfully.

Hearing Pei Jie's voice, Hu Fei raised his head and took a glance, and found Xiao Qi, the commander of the East Palace guards who walked in behind Pei Jie.

"Xiao Qi has met Mr. Hu."

Xiao Qi saluted Hu Fei and said slowly.

Although in terms of official rank, as the commander of the East Palace Guards, Xiao Qi's official rank is much greater than that of Hu Fei, an eighth-grade Zhaomo, but with Hu Fei's identity, how can he be considered in terms of official rank?

"Why are Commander Xiao here? Is there something wrong?"

Hu Fei smiled, lowered his head and continued writing, and asked nonchalantly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see you, and besides..."

Xiao Qi cupped his hands and spoke slowly. As he spoke, he looked at the original poems that Hu Fei was writing. He said half of it and left half of it.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince also wants one?"

Hu Fei heard that Pei Jie only said half of what he said, looked up and asked with a smile.

"yes."

Xiao Qi nodded.

"Oh, this is a bit embarrassing for me. I have already announced today that only one hundred posts will be given out. If His Highness the Crown Prince wants to leave one post, there will only be ninety-nine posts left. There is no way to tell those waiting outside.

Let me tell you."

"Besides, each of these poems today must be expensive, and I am too embarrassed to ask His Highness for money. What should I do?"

Hu Fei frowned and said thoughtfully.

Dare you collect money from His Highness the Crown Prince?!

After listening to Hu Fei's words, Xiao Qi frowned and couldn't help thinking.

But then he was not surprised. With Hu Fei's temperament, he would dare to ask His Majesty for money.

"In this case, wouldn't it be enough to write one more post?"

Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

"I am a person of my word. I promised to write only one hundred posts, and that's one hundred posts, no more, no less."

Hu Fei shook his head and said firmly.

What does this have to do with keeping your word?

After hearing Hu Fei's answer, Xiao Qi looked helpless and puzzled, thinking that Hu Fei was being mysterious.

"Pei Jie, how many people are lined up outside now?"

Hu Fei hesitated for a moment, looked up at Pei Jie, and asked lightly.

"There are not a thousand, but hundreds."

Pei Jie said with a grimace.

Only one hundred stickers were issued, but thousands of people came, which meant that only one out of ten people could get one sticker.

After listening to Pei Jie's words, Hu Fei couldn't help but sigh, then put down the last stroke, and finally finished writing the hundredth post.

"The prince didn't say when he would let me go? Is it urgent?"
To be continued...