Royal Palace.

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

"Stick to the mountains and never relax,"

"The roots were originally in the broken rock."

"Still strong despite repeated hardships,"

"Let the wind blow from east to west, from north to south."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the five poems in his hand and couldn't help but read one of them out. The more he read it, the deeper the confusion on his face became.

"Do you think this is a poem he composed? And he composed five poems in a row? Why don't I believe it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang asked doubtfully while looking at the poems on the paper.

"Your Majesty, you saw this with your own eyes, how could it be false?"

"Besides, Tai Shigong has an extensive collection of ancient and modern poetry. If Marquis Jiu'an copied this from somewhere else, Tai Shigong would know it as soon as he heard it. How could he voluntarily admit defeat in front of so many people and be convinced of his defeat?

"

Pang Yuhai wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang, and said slowly.

"That's right, but I just can't believe it. How could this guy be such a talented poet who can write poems casually?"

"If he is so talented, why did he make himself infamous before?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly and said doubtfully.

"Maybe Jiu'an Hou suddenly changed his gender, or maybe people will grow up."

Pang Yuhai hesitated for a moment and guessed.

"Who? Who did you just say?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully.

"Who? I didn't say who it was, Jiu...Jiu'an Hou..."

Pang Yuhai was stunned for a moment and answered hesitantly.

"Jiu'an Hou?"

"Oh, I forgot. I gave that boy the title of Jiu'an Hou today. It was all because of this poem."

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile.

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Pang Yuhai breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he had said the wrong thing just now.

"But these two lines of poetry do seem to have come from his mouth."

"Still strong despite repeated hardships,"

"Let the wind blow from east to west, from north to south."

"Aren't these two lines of poems about him? He is so bold and has no scruples. He only does things for his own temporary pleasure, regardless of the consequences."

"Obviously one poem can win the prize, but he composed five poems in succession, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was the god of poetry."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a wry smile while analyzing the poem. Although he was criticizing Hu Fei, he was not angry at all.

"If word of what happened tonight spreads out of the palace, it will probably become a good story again. I'm afraid the name Jiu'an Hou, the God of Poetry, will become even more famous."

"It's a pity that Tai Shigong was a shrewd man, but he looked down on Jiu'an Hou at the beginning. Now he has suffered a complete defeat. I don't know if he can face such a result."

Pang Yuhai nodded and said with emotion.

"There's nothing unacceptable. If he loses, he loses. With his experience, he won't argue with a younger generation. What's more, our Ming Dynasty has a god of poetry. It's a matter worth being happy about."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said slowly, his approval of Hu Fei deepening in his heart.

However, when he heard that Hu Fei was going to compete with Song Lian, he thought that Hu Fei would definitely lose. He originally planned to let Song Lian frustrate Hu Fei's spirit, but he did not expect such a result.

"The Marquis of Jiu'an is both civil and military. When he becomes the consort, he will surely become His Majesty's right-hand man in the future."

Pang Yuhai smiled and said flatteringly.

"Unexpectedly, a dandy fell down and became a god of poetry."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, shook his head, and said to himself.

"How's the selection going?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yuanzhang put down the poem in his hand, stood up slowly, walked to Pang Yuhai, looked at it and asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, I have almost selected the ones from the early stage."

Pang Yuhai wiped his sweat and answered slowly.

"Okay, let me try it first to see if this thing can be restored."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and began to put together Lego.

Pang Yuhai breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped aside. Finally, he got a chance to breathe. He thought he would spend all his time on this tonight.

...

The Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei.

In the study room.

Xu Da sat on the chair with a solemn expression. The tea in his hand had already cooled down, but he had never taken a sip.

He has been sitting here for a long time, and he still can't let go of what happened at the annual banquet tonight.

At previous annual banquets, His Majesty would greet everyone and drink together, but at this year's annual banquet, all the limelight was stolen by Hu Fei.

But this is not what depresses him the most. The most depressing thing is that Hu Fei actually got the reward of Jiu'an Marquis with three annual gifts. And judging from His Majesty's appearance, he is already very satisfied with this son-in-law Chenglong.

I couldn't listen to any of his reminders.

"Father, the child has gone to bed. You should also go to bed early."

While Xu Da was deep in thought, Xu Huizu came to the door of the study, bowed his hands and said respectfully.

At this time in previous years, both father and son would be in the study watching the New Year's Eve. Xu Da would always teach his son and then give him some New Year's money.

But this year's New Year's Eve, everything was broken because of the appearance of Hu Fei.

"I know, let's go."

Xu Da waved his hand and said calmly.

Xu Huizu nodded, slowly turned around and left.

Looking at his son's leaving figure, Xu Da couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

Although he looked down on Hu Fei very much and couldn't trust Hu Fei, when he saw his son in front of him, he couldn't help but hope that his son could be as outstanding as Hu Fei, so that he could worry less.

But then he thought about Hu Fei beating his son in the Imperial College years ago, and couldn't help but frown again, and his dissatisfaction with Hu Fei deepened.

...

Teng Mansion.

When Hu Fei was already lying on the bed in Linglong Garden and fast asleep, he didn't know that many people could not sleep tonight because of him.

In addition to Xu Da, there were also the Minister of Rites and Teng Demao.

"Dad, stop guarding. This happens every year. Are you tired?"

In the main hall, Teng Ziqian looked at his father who was looking thoughtful, and said reluctantly. He was so disturbed by thoughts that he could hardly open his eyes.

"shut up!"

After hearing his son's words, Teng Demao came back to his senses, glared at his son, and said in a deep voice.

"That's pretty much it. What's the point of staying up so late every year?"

Hearing his father's angry shouting, Teng Ziqian shivered and said impatiently.

"This is a rule. If you can be as outstanding as Hu Fei, you can make the decision in this family. If you can't, just stay here!"

Teng Demao said angrily.

"Well, why are you mentioning him?"

Upon hearing this, Teng Ziqian said with some dissatisfaction.

"What do you think!? Look at me, how can I give more face to Mr. Hu!? Look at you, besides causing trouble for me, what else can you do!?"

"I haven't talked about you yet! Didn't I tell you not to be an enemy of Hu Fei anymore? Why do you just forget about eating and not fighting?! Now that he has become a marquis, you can't afford to offend him anymore.

Stay away from him, otherwise I won't be able to save you if you offend him!"

"If you don't listen, you will continue to be banned at home and never want to go out in this life!"

Teng Demao stared at his son and shouted loudly, his face full of disappointment.

"Okay, okay, I'll just listen to you."

"Dad, when you say that, I'm really a little hungry. I didn't have much to eat in the palace tonight."
To be continued...