North Street.

Hong Bin Building.

Backyard warehouse.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just wanted to prevent you from going home with a stinky smell, but I forgot that I didn't have much clothes. How can this be a good thing?"

Hu Fei looked at the confused Teng Ziqian, slapped his thigh, and said with a hint of self-blame.

Seeing Hu Fei's serious look, Teng Ziqian only felt hatred in his heart, but he did not dare to say another word at this time. Who knows how Hu Fei would torture him once he was stimulated.

But how can I leave when I'm naked like this?

"Come here, find two straw mats for Mr. Teng."

At this time, Hu Fei suddenly thought of a way and shouted to Pei Jie.

Pei Jie agreed, immediately found two pitiful straw mats that had been prepared a long time ago, and threw them into the warehouse.

"Mr. Teng, I was negligent for a moment, but I can only help you so far."

Hu Fei looked at Teng Ziqian and said seriously.

Seeing Hu Fei's serious look, Teng Ziqian couldn't express his sorrow, so he could only pick up the two straw mats quietly and put them on his body.

But the straw mat was a little too small. It was better to say it was a straw mat than a piece of grass. It was just enough for Teng Ziqian to cover his vital parts.

"Go slowly and don't see me off."

At this moment, Hu Fei looked at Teng Ziqian very seriously, as if he was already waiting for Teng Ziqian to leave.

Not only did he not give it away, he also refused to keep it.

Teng Ziqian hesitated, his face pale, ashamed and angry.

"Do you want me to send someone to send Mr. Teng back home with drums and gongs?"

Hu Fei stared at Teng Ziqian and asked seriously.

"No need! No...no need..."

Teng Ziqian stopped him hastily, waved his hand helplessly, and under the watch of everyone, held up two pieces of grass and moved out of the warehouse, walking all the way to the back door. Every step was very difficult, and the movement should not be too big, otherwise

It's easy to get lost.

"You can't look!"

Hu Fei turned around and covered Chundie's eyes, and said reproachfully.

Chundie is still young and cannot see these filthy things, although he has already seen his own.

"It's okay, it's not like I haven't seen you..."

Chundie smiled, and as she spoke she was about to open Hu Fei's hand that was blocking her eyes, but before she could finish speaking, Hu Fei had already blocked her mouth.

Pei Jie and others around him were stunned for a moment, and looked at Chundie and Hu Fei suspiciously, with something strange flashing across their eyes.

It seems that they have understood it.

Hu Fei glanced at the back door and found that Teng Ziqian had left. He coughed, turned around and walked to the front hall pretending to be nonchalant.

on the street.

The naked Teng Ziqian walked through deserted alleys without daring to raise his head. He held a piece of grass in each hand, covering his vital parts one behind the other, for fear of being recognized.

If he is recognized, his face will be completely humiliated. Even his father, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, will lose his face.

But God was not in his favor, perhaps because he was usually too ostentatious, and even if he walked into a back alley, he was still recognized.

"How come this person doesn't even wear clothes when he goes out?!"

"I'm not ashamed!"

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Teng?!"

"Master Teng? Which Master Teng?!"

"The son of Teng Demao, the Minister of Household Affairs, Teng Ziqian, the eldest son of Teng!"

"Ah?! Minister of the Ministry of Finance?!"

As someone recognized Teng Ziqian, the originally sparsely populated back alley suddenly became crowded with people watching. Almost every household ran out and pointed at Teng Ziqian.

Teng Ziqian blushed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in, so he could only run away like crazy, towards the Teng Mansion under the gaze of more and more eyes.

But what he didn't know was that the person who recognized his identity was not an ordinary person, but someone specially arranged by Hu Fei.

...

East Palace.

apse.

Prince Zhu Biao was sitting behind the desk, copying the new poem by Hu Fei, enjoying it with gusto and in a good mood.

Hu Fei's new poems showed another kind of character, which also made Zhu Biao think that there might be another possibility for Hu Fei's future.

But at this moment, the guard commander Xiao Qi walked in quickly from outside the palace.

"His Royal Highness, something happened!"

After Xiao Qi hurriedly saluted, he said with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Biao asked casually while copying. He had forgotten that he had just asked Xiao Qi to follow Hu Fei to check.

"Hu Fei arrested Teng Ziqian, took off his clothes and drove him out of Hongbin Tower. Now the whole city knows about it."

Xiao Qi frowned and said.

After listening to Xiao Qi's words, Zhu Biao's pen that he was copying slipped directly, leaving a heavy stroke.

"What?!"

Zhu Biao raised his head and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Xiao Qi looked at Zhu Biao in embarrassment, with a grimace on his face.

"I wonder why this guy suddenly exchanged a favor with me and is actually waiting for me here!?"

"He has a premeditated plan to ask me to intercede for him?!"

Zhu Biao snorted coldly and said angrily.

"In doing so, he not only humiliated Teng Ziqian, but also slapped Teng Shangshu in the face. I'm afraid Teng Shangshu will not let it go."

Xiao Qi said seriously.

"How does he know how to cause trouble?! Can't he just calm down for a while?!"

Zhu Biao sighed helplessly, threw away the pen in his hand, shook his head and said.

"Your Highness, what should we do next?"

Xiao Qi asked slowly.

"What else can we do? I have already promised him, so I can't just sit back and ignore it."

"Send someone to the Teng Mansion to keep an eye on it. If there is any trouble, come back and report it to me in time. If my prediction is good, Teng Demao will soon go to the palace to complain!"

Zhu Biao waved his hand and said helplessly.

"yes!"

Xiao Qi agreed and immediately withdrew.

Zhu Biao sat on the sofa, looking at the original painting of Hu Fei on the desk, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

...

Teng Mansion.

main hall.

Teng Demao was sitting in the main hall when he suddenly heard a burst of chaotic shouts from outside.

"Stop! Who are you?!"

"How do you behave in broad daylight?!"

"Ah? Young... Young Master? You... what are you doing?"

"roll!"

Amidst the noise, a naked Teng Ziqian quickly rushed into the main hall.

Teng Demao, who was drinking tea, saw his son suddenly rushing into the hall naked. He almost choked in his lungs with a sip of tea and couldn't help coughing.

"Dad! You have to make the decision for your son!"

Teng Ziqian plopped down on the ground and said mournfully.

He really cried, and his tears fell to the ground like broken beads.
To be continued...