North Street.

Hong Bin Building.

Backyard main hall.

"What's wrong with you?"

Hu Fei looked at Chun Die who walked in in a hurry, frowned and asked.

"Master, there are more people than usual outside Hong Bin Building today. They are all here for you, vying to buy your calligraphy. They are all holding money in their hands, as if they are crazy."

"I guess everyone has heard about the poem you wrote at the Poetry and Book Conference. Now you have become the god of poetry. Many people regard it as an honor to get a piece of your calligraphy!"

"Where is the original poem you submitted at the Poetry and Book Conference? Why not sell it?"

Chundie looked at Hu Fei and said impatiently, her eyes shining brightly.

"It was taken away by Zhu Tong."

Hu Fei smiled bitterly, shook his head and said.

He didn't know that he would suddenly become so popular. If he knew, he should keep it, maybe he could sell it for a good price.

"Then go to him and ask for it back. We can't let him get this advantage!"

Chundie said anxiously.

"It's too late. I found out from outside that the original painting of the young master in Master Zhu's hand has been taken away by His Majesty with one thousand taels of silver and one hundred pieces of brocade."

Before Hu Fei could say anything, Pei Jie said in despair.

Hearing Pei Jie's words, Hu Fei, who was drinking tea, was startled and couldn't help but spit out all the tea in his mouth.

"How many?!"

Hu Fei stared at Pei Jie and asked loudly.

"One thousand taels of silver, plus a hundred bolts of brocade."

Pei Jie replied with a grimace.

After confirming that he heard correctly, Hu Fei was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe his ears.

Just such a bad word is actually worth so much money!?

But then, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile that made him laugh, and a road to wealth was waving to him.

"Master, can you still laugh?"

Chundie pursed her lips and said with a grimace.

Pei Jie's expression next to him wasn't much better.

"What's wrong with you? How come a guard who is not afraid of death and a soldier who hides his secrets has become so money-obsessed now? Could it be that after following me for a long time, all that is left in his mind is money?"

Hu Fei smiled, looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but ask.

It seems that the saying that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked is not unreasonable.

"That's a lot of money. Isn't it a pity if it just goes into other people's pockets?"

Chundie pursed her lips and said disappointedly.

After hearing Chundie's complaint, Hu Fei couldn't help but smile.

"Master, do I only know how to write those few words? Master, do I need a pen and paper? It's only a thousand taels of silver, so just think of it as my investment."

Hu Fei looked at the two of them and said thoughtfully.

"invest?"

“What is investing?”

Chundie and Pei Jie looked at each other, then looked at Hu Fei with blank expressions and asked.

"cast..."

"I told you that you don't understand, so there's no need to ask. Anyway, just wait and count the money."

Hu Fei just wanted to explain, then waved his hand and said confidently.

"Oh, I understand! Since Master's handwriting is so valuable, you can write again! All you need is paper and pen, right Master?!"

Chundie suddenly looked at Hu Fei with enlightenment and shouted in surprise.

"That's right, you're quite smart. What they bought was not the calligraphy from the poetry book convention. As long as it was written by me, they wanted it. Even if I wrote the word 'idiot' on the paper, there would still be people buying it.

They are rushing to buy it!”

Hu Fei nodded and said approvingly.

"Then young master, hurry up and write, there are so many people waiting outside!"

Chundie shouted excitedly.

"Don't worry, let's whet their appetite first. Once the appetite is whetted, I won't worry that they won't be able to part with the money."

Hu Fei said thoughtfully, and then looked at Pei Jie.

"Pei Jie, this young master has given you a task. Go out and look at a shop. It should be in a good location, preferably a place where some of the capital's Chinese literati gather."

Hu Fei looked at Pei Jie and said.

"Master, what are you doing looking at the shop?"

Pei Jie asked blankly.

"Open the bookstore!"

Hu Fei smiled and said lightly.

Since your handwriting is so valuable, it’s better to just open a bookstore and attract more people.

After listening to Hu Fei's words, Chundie and Pei Jie suddenly realized.

Pei Jie no longer hesitated and immediately took the order and left.

...

Hu Mansion.

In the evening, Hu Fei returned to Hu Mansion with his four daughters.

Pei Jie hasn't seen anyone for most of the day because of the bookstore store, and he is probably still walking on the street at the moment.

Recently, Hu Fei would go back to Linglong Garden in the evening, leaving Mu Ping and his people to guard Hongbin Tower.

As soon as he entered Linglong Garden, Hu Fei saw the butler Qin Hai waiting at the entrance of the main hall.

"Master, you are finally back."

Seeing Hu Fei coming in from the back door, Qin Hai hurriedly came up to meet him, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his face.

"What kind of happy event does Butler Qin have? Are you so happy? Could it be that the one in the family is about to give birth again?"

Hu Fei smiled, looked at Qin Hai and asked.

Qin Hai got married a few years ago and had a son. He lived in the back-seat house of Hu Mansion. Most of the old people who had been working in the mansion for many years would place their families there.

"Young master is joking, it has nothing to do with my bitch wife."

"The young master is now known as the God of Poetry, and the entire Hu family is very happy. This is not the glory of the Hu family, but the faces of us servants are also stained with glory."

Qin Hai said with a smile, his eyes narrowed to a slit.

"Okay, so what's going on?"

Hu Fei smiled and asked slowly.

He could clearly feel that over the past few days, Qin Hai's attitude towards him had undergone a 180-degree change. Perhaps even the servants like them had not thought that his young master would be so promising one day.

"Oh, young master, you see I am so happy to patronize you. The master is waiting for you in the study and asks you to see him as soon as you come back."

Qin Hai suddenly realized it and said hurriedly.

"Still excited?"

Hu Fei frowned and asked seriously.

"It's a bit exciting."

Qin Hai thought for a while, nodded and said.

"Then let's wait until he calms down a bit before going."

Hu Fei shrank his neck, turned around and walked to his room.

"Ah? Master? Master has been waiting for several hours... Wouldn't it be bad if you didn't go?"

Qin Hai said with a bitter look on his face.

After hearing Qin Hai's words, Hu Fei stopped, hesitated, and finally turned around and walked to the front yard, unable to help but sigh.

He remembered that after the prince framed those two poems last time, Hu Weiyong held a cup of tea for him to drink as soon as he saw him. He was like an old fox with no good intentions. He was so enthusiastic that he even scared him at the time.
To be continued...