Royal Palace.

Huagai Hall.

As the announcement sounded outside the door, an old man with gray hair and a gray-white Confucian shirt slowly walked into the hall, with a faint smile on his lips and an air of immortality.

It was Song Lian, the Grand Historian, the first civil servant of the Ming Dynasty!

"Tai Shigong is here!"

"Taishigong!"

"I've met Tai Shigong!"

Seeing Song Lian's appearance, everyone in the hall stood up and came over to greet him, saluting Song Lian in no particular order.

Hu Fei also stood up and bowed subconsciously.

He was somewhat familiar with Song Lian's name. In addition to being an outstanding civil servant and poet, he also devoted himself to the Ming Dynasty and made many contributions.

Moreover, Song Lian was Song Shen's grandfather. There were not many friends in the capital, and Song Shen was one of them.

Therefore, both emotionally and logically, he should bow and say hello.

"Seen..."

But when Hu Fei bowed and handed over his hand, Song Lian had already passed by him as soon as he started talking, without stopping at all, and even just glanced at him casually.

However, apart from him, Song Lian returned greetings to almost everyone, greeted each other, and smiled brightly at everyone, even Teng Ziqian.

He was the only one who ignored him!

At this moment, Hu Fei understood that he was ignored by Song Lian, and this was in front of all the civil and military officials present!

After understanding this, Hu Fei squinted his eyes, stood up straight, and glanced at Song Lian, who was chatting with a group of ministers. He didn't have an attack and sat down again, minding his own business, but he felt very unhappy in his heart.

To this day, looking at the entire capital city, no one dares to ignore him like this. The sudden gap prevented him from adapting to it immediately.

But then he curled his lips and sneered and ignored it. He didn't care about being respected by others, and everything he did was not to attract attention and make everyone look at him with admiration.

All he wants is to make the prime minister's son no longer the dispensable person he once was, and then use his own abilities to attract Zhu Yuanzhang's attention and gain Zhu Yuanzhang's trust, thus preventing the Hu Weiyong case from happening.

However, all this was seen by Teng Ziqian sitting opposite, especially when Song Lian greeted him just now but ignored Hu Fei, which made him couldn't help but have a proud smile on his face.

"What am I talking about? No one takes you seriously! Others can't help but give Hu Xiang face, but Tai Shigong will not tolerate you. He will not treat you with courtesy just because you are the son of the prime minister."

"You must be very angry now, right?"

Teng Ziqian looked at Hu Fei and said proudly.

Hu Fei glanced at the proud Teng Ziqian, sneered, was too lazy to pay attention, and continued to drink on his own.

Seeing that Hu Fei didn't answer, Teng Ziqian lost interest and turned to look at the ministers who were greeting each other inside, looking very interested.

After greeting all the ministers one by one, Song Lian finally came to the front of the leading figures of the Ming Dynasty.

The four princes, Hu Weiyong, Xu Da, Li Shanchang, and the two princes consort, all bowed their hands to Song Lian at the same time.

Such a situation is rare, and it is enough to prove Song Lian's highly respected status in the court. Although he has resigned and returned to his hometown, his prestige is still there.

"I've met the teacher."

Zhu Biao raised his hands and said respectfully.

As one of the prince's many teachers, Song Lian was the one Zhu Biao respected the most.

"Old minister, I see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Is His Highness the Crown Prince okay?"

Song Lian returned the courtesy respectfully and asked slowly, with a kind smile on his face.

As a veteran of the court, he had watched Zhu Biao grow up, so the relationship between the two was very close.

"Thank you for your concern, teacher. Everything is fine. Thank you for your hard work, teacher."

Zhu Biao nodded and said slowly.

"It's not hard. Now that I have resigned and returned home, there are not many opportunities to pay my respects to His Majesty. To be honest, I have long been looking forward to the arrival of the New Year so that I can see Your Majesty and His Highness as soon as possible."

Song Lian waved his hand and said meaningfully.

After hearing Song Lian's words, Zhu Biao looked grateful, and everyone around him also smiled slightly.

"Tai Shigong has devoted his whole life to the imperial court for so many years. He is indeed a role model for our generation. It is a blessing for the Ming Dynasty that I can still think of His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince like this. He is also an example for us to learn from."

Xu Da also arched his hands towards Song Lian and said with a smile.

"General Xu is overly praised."

Song Lian smiled, stroked his beard, and said slowly.

"Tai Shigong, you are well. As the new year is approaching, I have been looking forward to seeing Tai Shigong for a long time."

Hu Weiyong cupped his hands and interjected.

"Oh? Mr. Hu is busy with court affairs every day, but he can still think of me, an old man who has been idle at home for a long time. He is flattered."

Song Lian smiled and said slowly, but the expression on his face was not as polite as his words.

"Tai Shigong is our first civil servant in the Ming Dynasty. He is full of knowledge. Quanzi has never had a good teacher to teach him. If Tai Shigong can give me some advice, I will benefit a lot. I hope he will find an opportunity to give some advice."

Hu Weiyong smiled, cupped his hands, and said seriously.

"Hu Xiangmiu praised me. My son has already been known as the God of Poetry. Everyone in the world knows about it. I am already an old man, so what qualifications do I have to give advice to him?"

"Young Master is able to achieve his current talent and fame. Hu Xiang is really a good teacher! Who would have thought that a well-known dandy in the capital could actually be trained by Hu Xiang to become a poet who can speak well and write eternal quatrains as soon as he opens his mouth?

Everyone!?"

Song Lian looked at Hu Weiyong and said with a smile.

They were obviously two words of praise, but to the ears of everyone present, they didn't sound like that. They sounded more like overt praise and hidden damage.

After listening to Song Lian's words, Hu Weiyong frowned slightly, and looked at Song Lian who had a strange smile, and his face couldn't help but darken.

Hu Fei, who was drinking alone, also heard what Song Lian had just said. He couldn't help but put the wine glass on the table and stood up suddenly.

Although there were many people in the hall and there was some distance between them, because the big shots were chatting and no one else dared to speak loudly, Hu Fei heard clearly and also heard that Song Lian was derogating him.

It was obvious that Song Lian had no regard for him, the so-called god of poetry. Not only did he belittle him, but he also made Hu Weiyong unable to stand down in front of everyone.

He can say this about Hu Weiyong, but others cannot, not even the so-called first civil servant of the Ming Dynasty!

But just when Hu Fei stood up and wanted to move forward to reason, Zhu Biao had already turned to look at Hu Fei, and hurriedly shook his head to signal, with a majestic look on his face.

After seeing Zhu Biao's signal, Hu Fei slowly stopped and frowned.

Immediately afterwards, in order to prevent the matter from intensifying further, Zhu Biao squeezed out a kind smile at Hu Weiyong, and then looked at Song Lian.

"Teacher, Mr. Hu, the New Year's banquet is about to begin, and my father is coming soon. Let's take a seat first."

Zhu Biao looked at Song Lian and Hu Weiyong and said slowly, with a smile on his face.

"well."

Song Lian nodded, ignored Hu Weiyong, and sat opposite Zhu Biao.

Hu Weiyong also saw Hu Fei getting up. After shaking his head slightly, he returned to his seat.

Seeing his son with an aggrieved face, he didn't want to continue to pester him, so as not to make the matter worse and cause his son to do something unexpected.

As everyone slowly began to take their seats, Zhu Di also shook his head gently at Hu Fei. Everyone seemed to know Hu Fei's temper and were worried that if he disturbed today's New Year's banquet, the matter would be really serious.

Hu Fei glared at Song Lian, who was sitting opposite Zhu Biao, gritted his teeth and sat back down again.

He was not angry because of himself, but because he couldn't stand someone embarrassing Hu Weiyong in front of him. Although strictly speaking, the relationship between him and Hu Weiyong was no longer a father-son relationship, but Hu Weiyong's fatherly love for him was true.

Therefore, others can say whatever they want about him, but not Hu Weiyong.

However, he still suppressed his unhappiness. The fact that Song Lian was more sensational than Hu Weiyong and Xu Da when he arrived was enough to illustrate Song Lian's status in the court. He was not sure what Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude would be if he offended Song Lian.

Moreover, Song Lian was still Zhu Biao's teacher, and he was also not sure which side Zhu Biao would take, so he could only endure this tone for the time being.

However, all the things that happened in the Huagai Palace, no matter how big or small, were not hidden from Zhu Yuanzhang who had not yet arrived...
Chapter completed!