Qingtian County.

Nantian Township.

The old residence of the Liu family.

A middle-aged man was cleaning the small courtyard with a broom. He was dressed simply and plumes of smoke were rising from the small house behind him, filled with the smell of fireworks.

This is an ordinary small courtyard, but the young man is extraordinary, because he is Liu Jing, the son of Liu Bowen, the founding father of the Ming Dynasty.

After returning to his hometown from the capital, he put aside all his obsessions and chose to become an ordinary person. Although his life was not rich, he had enough food and clothing. The most important thing was that he survived and could continue to serve the Liu family.

Continue the incense.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a young man in fine clothing rode a horse, which was covered with dust, stopped outside the courtyard gate, turned over and got off the horse.

"Excuse me, is this Liu Jing's house?"

The young man stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looked at Liu Jing who was cleaning the courtyard, and asked loudly.

Liu Jing couldn't help frowning when he heard the reputation, because he could tell from the visitor's dress that the young man should be from the capital.

"Who are you?"

Liu Jing hesitated, looked at the young man and asked slowly.

"I'm from the capital. I'm from the Prime Minister's house. On the order of the young master, I'm here to visit an old friend. Is Liu Jing at home?"

The young man cupped his hands towards Liu Jing and asked politely.

Hearing the young man's words, Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily and hurried to the door of the courtyard.

"It turns out that I am Mr. Hu's man. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. I am Liu Jing."

Liu Jing opened the courtyard door and said while cupping her hands.

"It turns out that your Excellency is Mr. Liu, so I've found the right person."

The young man smiled, cupped his hands and said.

"It's been a hard journey, please come in."

While smiling, Liu Jing invited the young man into the courtyard, sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, and poured a bowl of tea for the young man.

"Mr. Liu, here is a letter that the young master wants to give to you."

After driving for a long time, the young man was indeed thirsty. He picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Liu Jing.

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, quickly took the letter, opened it curiously and read it.

But when he saw the contents of the letter, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and then he showed a look of gratitude, and even his eyes were a little moist.

"It's been a long time since we've seen each other. How are you doing, Mr. Hu?"

After Liu Jing read the letter, she looked at the young man and asked, while carefully putting the letter away.

"Very good. I'm sorry to have you, Mr. Liu."

The young man nodded and said with a smile.

"That's good, that's good."

Liu Jing nodded and murmured to herself, the gratitude on her face becoming more and more obvious.

"Mr. Liu, since the letter has been delivered, I will return to the capital now and say goodbye."

After drinking another bowl of tea, the young man clasped his fists and said he was about to leave.

"Are you in such a hurry? Eat something before leaving. You'll be fine soon."

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, pointed to the chimney behind him that was emitting smoke, and said in surprise.

"No, it's a long way to go. I have to rush back as soon as possible to report back to the young master."

The young man waved his hand, then turned around and walked out, getting on his horse.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Since you don't have time to eat, bring some dry food to eat on the road!"

As Liu Jing spoke, she hurriedly turned around and shouted several times into the room.

Soon, a woman with a big belly walked out of the house, carrying a bag of dry food in her hand, and handed it to Liu Jing.

Liu Jing took the dry food and handed it to the young man without any explanation.

After accepting it, the young man said goodbye again, raised his whip, and galloped away, disappearing from the sight of Liu Jing and his wife in an instant.

"Whose letter is it? Who is the young master he is talking about?"

The woman looked at the direction in which the young man disappeared, looked at Liu Jing doubtfully and asked.

"A benefactor, a benefactor who is kind to the Liu family."

Liu Jing touched the letter in her arms and said hesitantly.

His wife was just a woman from a poor local family, and he did not tell much about his previous experiences.

"The food is ready, let's eat."

The woman nodded, took Liu Jing's hand, turned and walked towards the house.

Liu Jing nodded without saying a word, with a look of great relief on his face, as if he had put down a stone that he had not put down for a long time.

Hu Fei's letter to Liu Jing actually didn't say much, only eleven short words:

Your Majesty's wish has been fulfilled. I look forward to closing my eyes.

treasure.

But although there were only eleven short words, Liu Jing knew the meaning at a glance.

He knew that his father's last words had finally reached His Majesty's ears.

Hu Fei kept his promise.

...

Hu Mansion.

Linglong Court.

As soon as Hu Fei came back, he saw Hu Weiyong pacing at the door of the main hall with an anxious look on his face.

Hearing the footsteps, Hu Weiyong hurriedly turned his head and looked over. Seeing that Hu Fei had finally returned, he rushed over anxiously.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Hu Weiyong asked slightly complaining as he walked over.

"What's wrong? What happened again?"

Hu Fei frowned and asked doubtfully.

Every time Hu Weiyong takes the initiative to come to Linglong Garden, something good or bad happens. I don’t know if this time is good or bad.

"Nothing happened, nothing happened, it's a good thing."

Hu Weiyong waved his hand and said with a smile.

After hearing Hu Weiyong's words, Hu Fei breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Hu Weiyong dissatisfied, and walked straight to the main hall.

"Since it's a good thing, why were you so anxious just now? It felt like the sky was falling."

"Tell me, what can make our Prime Minister come to Linglong Garden in person?"

Hu Fei rolled his eyes and said while walking.

"I also want to ask you, besides King Yan interceding with His Majesty, what did you do? Why did His Majesty's attitude change completely?"

Hu Weiyong leaned next to Hu Fei, looking at Hu Fei with a happy face, and asked curiously.

"What's the meaning?"

Hu Fei raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully.

"His Majesty gave you a lot of praise this morning. From poetry to calligraphy, he mentioned the rat plague in Changzhou, the assassination outside Changzhou City, and the good disaster relief measures. He almost showed off everything you have done before.

I praised all the things I did, so much that even I felt embarrassed."

Hu Weiyong couldn't help but laugh and said, with a happy and proud smile on his face.

"Isn't it good that someone praised your son? Do you still want to be like before, when no one looks down on me?"

Hu Fei smiled, and as he spoke, he walked into the main hall, sat on a chair, and began to pour himself tea.

After listening to Hu Weiyong's words, he already knew that the words he had previously said through Zhu Yunwen on how to be a king had reached Zhu Yuanzhang's ears and had an effect.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

When Hu Weiyong saw it, he hurriedly grabbed the teapot and poured tea for Hu Fei himself, with an attentive smile on his face.

"That's right. In the past, none of the civil and military officials looked at you. They even mocked you behind your back. But it's different now. My son has made a difference and can bring glory to me. Of course I'm happy."

"But you haven't said yet, how did you please His Majesty this time? How did his attitude change so quickly?"

After Hu Weiyong poured the tea, he looked at Hu Fei with a smile and asked.
To be continued...