Silver Bird Restaurant.

Corner of the lobby on the first floor.

"why are you laughing?!"

Lu Zhongheng glared at Hu Fei, who was grinning lightly, and asked dissatisfiedly, with a flash of shame in his eyes.

"It's nothing, I just feel that I am very destined to meet you. I didn't expect to meet you here by chance."

Hu Fei smiled and said slowly.

"I don't know you, please leave."

Lu Zhongheng did not continue to have an attack. He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and continued to drink while speaking slowly.

"If I guess correctly, you are the Marquis of Ji'an, right?"

Hu Fei looked at Lu Zhongheng and continued to ask, showing no intention of leaving.

"You got the wrong person."

Lu Zhongheng’s face stiffened and he said in a deep voice.

"I have heard about the name of Marquis Ji'an for a long time, and I am honored to see him today."

Hu Fei clasped his fists and said seriously.

"I told you! You got the wrong person!"

But as soon as Hu Fei spoke, Lu Zhongheng's eyes widened and he looked at Hu Fei and said fiercely, the shame in his eyes turned into anger.

"I will never admit my mistake."

"Your Majesty, you really shouldn't deny it. If a person doesn't even dare to admit who he is outside, then who will treat him sincerely? If he loses confidence in himself, then he is really self-destructive."

"No one is a sage, how can he have no faults? What's more, I have done great harm to the Ming Dynasty and fought on the battlefield. Today, this bright and beautiful world is indispensable for you, and it is indispensable for the heroic souls of those who died on the battlefield!"

Hu Fei looked at Lu Zhongheng, who looked angry and decadent, and said seriously, speaking from the bottom of his heart.

After listening to Hu Fei's words, Lu Zhongheng was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and finally began to take a serious look at Hu Fei for the first time.

"who are you?"

Lu Zhongheng looked at Hu Fei and asked hesitantly, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"My Hu Fei, I have met the Marquis of Ji'an."

Hu Fei cupped his hands and said respectfully.

"It turned out to be the son of Hu Xiang, the god of poetry who descended to earth."

Hearing the word "Hu Fei", Lu Zhongheng was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said.

Hu Fei's name, let alone in the capital, has now spread all over the country. In addition to his previous reputation as the God of Poetry, he is now also known for his disaster relief work in Changzhou and his deeds of one hundred thousand and two years of salary. His reputation as a virtuous person is at its peak.

But now Lu Zhongheng, everything is not going well and he has suffered setbacks many times. He has already become the laughing stock of others. Even compared with Hu Fei, an eighth-grade Tao Mo, he can't help but feel ashamed.

Therefore, as soon as Hu Fei announced his identity, Lu Zhongheng, who had already calmed down, once again showed a look of boredom.

"Go away. I don't know you, and I don't want to get to know you. Just pretend that you and I have never met today."

Lawrence Lu shook his head, and as he spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first."

"However, it is my honor to meet you here today. I hope that one day you can regain your strength and become the respected Marquis of Ji'an again."

"After all, if you want others to respect you, you must straighten your waist first!"

Hu Fei stood up, cupped his hands, said seriously, then turned around and walked out.

After listening to Hu Fei's words, Lu Zhongheng frowned and looked solemn.

But as soon as Hu Fei took a few steps, he turned back again.

Lu Zhongheng looked up at Hu Fei with a sullen face, wondering what else Hu Fei wanted to do.

"By the way, there is something I forgot to tell you. Is there a domestic slave named Feng Tiemu in your residence? This person cannot be kept. He is not loyal to you. Sooner or later he will harm you, so it is better to do it as soon as possible.

Let’s settle it.”

Hu Fei looked at Lu Zhongheng and said slowly, his expression more serious than ever before.

"What are you talking about?!"

Lawrence Lu was stunned for a moment and shouted impatiently.

But Hu Fei had already cupped his hands, turned around and walked straight out.

Lu Zhongheng froze on the spot, his brows furrowed, his face full of doubts.

Outside the restaurant.

Hu Fei got on the carriage and drove slowly towards Hong Bin Tower.

"Master, is that person just now really the Marquis of Ji'an?"

Pei Jie, who was driving the car, asked hesitantly.

As the founding father of the Ming Dynasty, Lu Zhongheng's name was known to everyone, but Pei Jie never expected that such a famous person would now become so helpless and miserable.

"Who else could it be but him?"

Hu Fei sat in the carriage and said calmly.

"Why has he become so moody now? Why did the young master want to help him? Also, is what you just said about the slaves in the Marquis of Ji'an's house true?"

Pei Jie asked curiously.

"You talk too much!"

Hu Fei said in a deep voice without answering.

Pei Jie shut his mouth knowingly and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Hu Fei shook his head, sighed in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes.

In fact, Lu Zhongheng fell to this point because he was a little arrogant. Although he didn't make any big mistakes, he kept making small mistakes. He always felt that after following Zhu Yuanzhang for many years, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely favor him.

But Lu Zhongheng forgot that Zhu Yuanzhang was just the commander of an army at the beginning, but now that he has sat on the throne of the emperor, his thoughts and behavior will inevitably change.

The reason why he wanted to get acquainted with Lu Zhongheng today and talked so much was because according to historical records, this man was also a victim of the Hu Weiyong case. Although he was not implicated at the time, he was eventually imprisoned many years later because of the report of a domestic slave.

When he died, his whole family was executed.

He just wanted to do his best to pull everyone involved in the Hu Weiyong case back from the edge of the cliff, but he just wanted peace of mind.

...

Hong Bin Building.

backyard.

When Hu Fei took Pei Jie back to Hong Bin Building, he saw the butler Qin Hai who had been waiting in the main hall of the backyard as soon as he entered the door.

Seeing Qin Hai, Hu Fei couldn't help but frown. His first feeling was that the old man Hu Weiyong was causing trouble again.

"Master, you are back!"

Seeing Hu Fei enter the door, Qin Hai stood up quickly and greeted him with a smile.

"I'm very busy today and don't have time to go back home and chat with the old man. You'd better go back first."

Hu Fei waved his hand, said impatiently, and walked directly inside as he spoke.

"Young Master, you misunderstood. It's not that I'm looking for you. It's the Ministry of War who sent someone to deliver a letter to your house. The Minister of the Tang Dynasty invited the young master to visit the Ministry of War, saying that we have something important to discuss."

Qin Hai shook his head and said hurriedly.

Hearing Qin Hai's words, Hu Fei was stunned for a moment, stopped, and turned to look at Qin Hai.

"Did you tell me what happened?"

Hu Fei looked at Qin Hai and asked hesitantly.

"No."

Qin Hai shook his head and replied with a wry smile.

"knew."

Hu Fei nodded, sat on a chair, and signaled Chundie who walked into the main hall to pour him a cup of tea.

"Then if nothing happens, I will go back home first."

Qin Hai bowed his hands and bowed, then turned around and walked out.

"Wait a moment."

Hu Fei hesitated for a moment, then called Qin Hai in a deep voice.

"Master?"

Qin Hai stopped and turned around to look at Hu Fei doubtfully.
To be continued...