Mao Xiang raised his head and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with an aggrieved face, unable to express his pain.

"Okay! Why don't you get down quickly! Don't you think you've lost enough people!?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and shouted sharply.

Mao Xiang agreed with a grimace, glanced at Hu Fei, stood up and staggered slowly out of the hall.

After listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's words, although Hu Fei's face remained calm as before, he was already gloating in his heart.

"You should also get up and speak."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Hu Fei, who was still kneeling on the ground, raised his hand and said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Hu Fei said gratefully, stood up slowly, and showed a harmless smile on his face.

"I heard from the prince that you can also compose poetry?"

Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down, looked at Hu Fei, and asked slowly.

He no longer intends to pursue what happened just now.

And recalling the three mistakes that Hu Fei just pointed out about the school inspection, I feel more and more justified, and the original blame and doubt in my heart gradually fade away.

"It's just nonsense. It's not a poem. It's embarrassing in front of His Royal Highness."

Hu Fei scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile.

"Since you have this talent, you should not belittle yourself, let alone indulge in pleasure. You should find ways to serve the government and the people."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Hu Fei with a serious face and said in a deep voice.

"What your Majesty said is that we will discuss this matter later. If nothing happens, I will step back and not disturb your Majesty's family talk with His Royal Highness."

Hu Fei cupped his hands and said impatiently.

"go Go."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands helplessly and said, a trace of disappointment flashed between his eyebrows.

Hu Fei bowed, turned around and left in a hurry.

After Zhu Biao saw Hu Fei out of the hall, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of approval...
Chapter completed!