Hu Mansion.

Front yard study.

Just as Hu Weiyong was sitting in the study passing the rare free time, butler Qin Hai quickly appeared at the door of the study.

"Sir, someone from the Ministry of Etiquette is here."

Qin Hai bowed respectfully and said slowly.

"Ministry of Etiquette?"

"Is it about entering the palace to attend the annual banquet?"

Hu Weiyong was stunned for a moment and asked with some confusion.

"Eighty percent of it is this."

Qin Hai nodded and said.

Ever since Hu Weiyong was promoted to Prime Minister, he would be invited to the palace to attend the annual banquet every year. However, in previous years, the Ministry of Rites would directly send the invitation directly to the palace and it would be settled. He never took the initiative to ask to see Hu Weiyong.

"Then why don't you just accept the invitation? Why do you have to see me?"

Hu Weiyong frowned and said with some confusion.

"I don't know, I don't know, but this year the invitation was personally sent by Fan Qian, the Minister of Rites."

Qin Hai replied hurriedly.

"Fan Gan came in person?"

Hu Weiyong was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise.

"Yes, sir."

Qin Hai nodded.

After hearing Qin Hai's definite answer, Hu Weiyong stood up, left the study, and came to the main hall.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man was standing there. Although there was no one in the hall, he was still as respectful as before and did not dare to slack off at all.

It was none other than Fan Qian, the Minister of Rites.

"Fan Shangshu?"

Hu Weiyong shouted in a low voice as he walked into the main hall.

Hearing Hu Weiyong's voice, Fan Qian turned around quickly and bowed respectfully.

"My lower official, Fan Qian, has met Prime Minister Hu."

Fan Qian said respectfully while saluting.

"Isn't it just to hand over an invitation? Why did you come in person this year?"

Hu Weiyong looked at Fan Qian and asked doubtfully.

"Back to Prime Minister Hu, this year's invitation is different from previous years. The official must come to the door in person and hand this invitation to Prime Minister Hu personally."

As Fan Qian spoke, he respectfully presented a post with his hands.

"What is the difference?"

Hu Weiyong asked in confusion.

"You can tell each other just by looking at each other."

Fan Gan smiled and said slowly.

Hu Weiyong frowned and reached out to take the invitation, but then he opened his eyes wide and looked at Fan Qian in disbelief.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?!"

Hu Weiyong looked at Fan Qian and asked in disbelief.

"Confirmed, it's all His Majesty's will. Eunuch Pang personally came to the Ministry of Rites to convey the decree."

Fan Qian nodded and said seriously.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"well!"

After hearing Fan Qian's answer, Hu Weiyong couldn't help laughing and said with satisfaction.

On the invitation, besides the words Hu Weiyong, he actually saw Hu Fei's name.

"Congratulations to Prime Minister Hu. Mr. Hu has become the first person since the founding of the Ming Dynasty to be invited to the palace annual banquet with the rank of eighth rank."

Fan Qian cupped his hands and said flatteringly.

"Hehehe, this brat is really blessed."

"However, I have to thank His Majesty for your respect, otherwise he would not be qualified to participate in the palace annual banquet with a mere eighth-grade Tao Mo."

Hu Weiyong smiled and said leisurely.

"Only if Mr. Hu is able to teach his son well, Mr. Hu will be able to become famous and gain the respect of His Majesty."

Fan Qian cupped his hands and flattered him.

Hearing Fan Qian's compliment, Hu Weiyong couldn't help but feel a little impressed.

"I also asked Fan Shangshu to make a trip in person. Thank you for your hard work."

Hu Weiyong looked at Fan Qian and said with a smile.

"It's not hard work. It's such a good thing. I should personally come to congratulate Prime Minister Hu."

Fan Qian shook his head and said humbly.

Hu Weiyong smiled, looked at Hu Fei's name on the post, and nodded involuntarily.

"Since the invitation has been sent, I will take my leave and wait for Prime Minister Hu and Mr. Hu to arrive."

Fan Gan glanced at Hu Weiyong, who was full of joy, cupped his hands and said goodbye.

"Okay, thank you Fan Shangshu for your hard work."

Hu Weiyong nodded and said with a smile.

Immediately, Fan Qian said goodbye to Hu Weiyong and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Where is the young master? Are you at the mansion?"

Immediately afterwards, Hu Weiyong turned to look outside the door and asked loudly.

Such good news should be shared with my son as soon as possible.

"Master, the young master left the mansion early in the morning. I heard that he was going to Prince Yan's Mansion and the East Palace to deliver gifts."

Qin Hai quickly came to the door, bowed and said.

"Okay, let him come see me when he comes back."

Hu Weiyong nodded with some disappointment, gave a warning, and looked down at the invitation card in his hand again, feeling a sense of pride.

...

East Palace.

In the apse.

"Your Majesty the Crown Prince, Hu Fei is outside asking for an audience."

Xiao Qi quickly walked into the main hall, saluted Prince Zhu Biao who was discussing something with others, and said respectfully.

"Oh? Why is he here?"

"Let him in."

Zhu Biao raised his head, with a trace of doubt on his face, then raised his hand and said.

Xiao Qi agreed, turned and left.

Soon, Hu Fei followed Xiao Qi into the main hall, and found that Li Shanchang was also there, and there was also a strange middle-aged man in military uniform.

"The humble minister Hu Fei, please see His Highness the Crown Prince."

"I met my uncle."

Hu Fei bowed respectfully to Zhu Biao and Li Shanchang, said hello, and then nodded to the unfamiliar middle-aged man.

But when the middle-aged man heard Hu Fei introduce himself to his family, he couldn't help but frown, and a trace of disgust flashed across his face.

"Tomorrow is the New Year's Day, why do you still have time to come here to me now?"

Zhu Biao looked at Hu Fei, smiled and asked.

"Reporting to His Highness the Crown Prince, because tomorrow is the New Year's Day, I specially prepared some small gifts and personally sent them to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Hu Fei cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Oh? You have also prepared a New Year gift for me? Could you please tell me, what do you want to give me?"
To be continued...