Hu Mansion.

Linglong Court.

The lanterns are on.

When Hu Feigang returned to Linglong Garden with Chundie and others, he saw the butler Qin Hai waiting at the entrance of the main hall.

The first time he saw Qin Hai, an ominous premonition flashed through Hu Fei's heart, and he couldn't help but have a headache.

"Master, you are back!"

Seeing Hu Fei enter the door, Qin Hai rushed over with a smile and bowed respectfully.

"Why are you here again? What happened?"

Hu Fei frowned and asked impatiently.

"Master, I am waiting for you in the study."

Qin Hai smiled and replied slowly.

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

Hu Fei glanced at Qin Hai warily and asked in a deep voice.

"The master didn't say anything. He just told me to wait here and look for the young master in the study when he returns home."

Qin Hai shook his head and said.

"Don't go!"

Hu Fei waved his hand, refused outright, and walked straight to his room.

"Master, I have been waiting for a while. If you don't go, I'm afraid I will come to Linglong Garden to find you in person."

Seeing that Hu Fei was about to leave, Qin Hai said hurriedly.

After listening to Qin Hai's words, Hu Fei stopped helplessly, shook his head, turned around and walked towards the front yard.

It seems that hiding is impossible. He can't hide forever and not go home. Qin Hai is right. If he doesn't go, the old man will definitely run to Linglong Garden on his own initiative.

"Are you sure you don't know what the old man wants from me?"

Hu Fei asked while walking and looking at Qin Hai beside him.

Qin Hai smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

"Isn't it another prince or nobleman coming to propose marriage?"

Hu Fei asked tentatively.

In the past few days, whenever he returned home, Hu Weiyong would talk to him about getting married and having children, which made his ears prickly.

Ever since he won the first prize in poetry competition last time, people came to propose marriage every day, either from ministers or from princely families. It made him seem like an old girl waiting to be married. He had never seen a woman take the initiative to marry a man.

Proposed marriage at home.

"I really don't know, Master."

Qin Hai smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He really doesn't know.

Hu Fei shook his head, gave up on trying to find out some clues from Qin Hai's mouth, and braved all the way to the study room in the front yard.

In the study, Hu Weiyong was leaning on the table under the oil lamp, looking at something seriously, the expression on his face kept changing, and he kept mumbling something.

Hu Fei frowned and slowly walked into the study with an uneasy mood.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Hu Weiyong, who was reading carefully, was startled. He quickly collected the things in his hands and put them behind him.

"You're back?"

After putting the things away, Hu Weiyong straightened his face and looked at Hu Fei and asked seriously.

"Isn't this nonsense? Why did I come in if I didn't come back?"

Hu Fei rolled his eyes at Hu Weiyong and said impatiently.

He had already made up his mind that once Hu Weiyong talked about getting married, he would stand up and leave.

After hearing Hu Fei's complaints, Hu Weiyong frowned, a trace of dissatisfaction flashing across his face.

"You have been in the limelight a lot recently, right? Now everyone from His Majesty to the child who knows how to suck milk knows that you are such a prominent figure in the literary world of the Ming Dynasty."

Hu Weiyong looked at Hu Fei and said with a straight face.

But even though he had a straight face, there was a sense of relief and pride in his words.

"That's it. Just get to the point. Don't be too pretentious. I'm so scared."

Hu Fei waved his hand and urged.

"You brat! Your wings are getting harder and harder, right? You're tired of listening to me talk now, aren't you?"

Hu Weiyong glared at Hu Fei, who was a little impatient, and said in a deep voice.

"How dare I? As long as you don't mention the marriage, everything else is easy to talk about."

Hu Fei curled his lips and said.

"good!"

"The reason I called you here today is not to get married. I want to ask you, now that you have been appreciated by His Majesty and the Crown Prince, what are your plans next?"

Hu Weiyong nodded, looked at Hu Fei seriously and asked.

After hearing Hu Weiyong's words, Hu Fei raised his eyebrows and became serious.

"We have no plans yet. Let's make money first. We need to consider other matters in the long term. As long as you act honestly as your prime minister, everyone will be fine."

Hu Fei looked at Hu Weiyong, thought for a moment, and said slowly.

He really hasn't figured out his next plan yet, but it is an unexpected surprise for him that the Poetry and Book Conference and the Hanlin Daily could attract the attention of Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang.

"It's time to start planning. Since you want to take over the Hu family, you can't always indulge in the businessman's way, right? It's time to find an official position in the court."

Hu Weiyong looked at Hu Fei and said seriously.

"I know, I will consider it."

Hu Fei nodded and said slowly.

"If you don't have any objections, I'm going to think of ways to pave the way for you. The new year is approaching, so it's a good time."

Hu Weiyong thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"I understand. Just wait for me to think about it carefully and I will let you know when I have thought it through."

Hu Fei nodded and said.

Since you want to enter the court, you have to think carefully about where to take the first step. The position is not important, the most important thing is which yamen you enter.

"Well, go ahead."

Hu Weiyong waved his hand, signaling Hu Fei to step back.

Hu Fei nodded, stood up and bowed casually, turned around and walked out.

Hu Weiyong looked at Hu Fei's leaving figure and quietly took out the thing he had just hidden behind him.

But at this moment, Hu Fei left and returned, shocking Hu Weiyong.

"Does it look good?"

Hu Fei returned to the door of the study, looked at the things in Hu Weiyong's hands, and couldn't help but laugh and asked.

"What?! I don't know what you are talking about!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Hu Weiyong's face and he shook his head.

"I've seen it all. It's not something shameful. Why hide it? If you like to see it, I'll ask Pei Jie to send you a copy every day to ensure it's fresh!"

Hu Fei said with a smile, turned around and left.

"Brat!"

Hu Weiyong suppressed his blush and couldn't help but laugh and curse.

The thing he held in his hand was none other than Hanlin Daily.

Hu Weiyong was indeed a little obsessed with the Hanlin Evening News. He originally wanted to praise his son, but he felt that Hu Fei had received too much praise recently. He was worried that Hu Fei would become arrogant and become more arrogant, so he secretly watched it at home. Unexpectedly,

He was discovered by his son.

"It seems that it's time for me to prepare for you."

Hu Weiyong looked at the Hanlin Daily in his hand, then looked at the direction Hu Fei left, and murmured thoughtfully.

...

East Palace.

Backyard gazebo.
To be continued...