Several guards had an extremely ridiculous feeling.
A small gift
It's indeed a small gift.
Carrying five peaches, he dared to go to the door of the Grand Marshal of the Tang Empire, and his face looked like he was neither humble nor overbearing...
Awesome, Mr. Yun!
The guard went in to report with a crooked look.
"welcome."
The guard came out quickly to pick him up. I thought to myself, I wonder what the marshal's expression would be when he saw those peaches. Thinking about it this way, I started to gossip...
Yun Yang thanked him and walked in with a few peaches.
In front of the hall.
Mr. Wang smiled warmly: "Master Yun is here. The marshal is waiting in the hall."
As Marshal Qiu, it was naturally impossible for him to come out to greet him personally. In fact, with Yun Yang's current second-generation identity, Mr. Wang felt that he was giving him too much face by coming out to greet him.
But this was the old marshal's initiative to treat the guests, so Mr. Wang had no choice but to condescend.
"Thank you."
Yun Yang stepped into the hall with a cheerful smile and saw the old Marshal Yuan Ting Yue Zhi sitting at the front of the hall. An intimidating momentum came towards him.
But Yun Yang's eyes were not on the old marshal, but on the face of another person in the room.
This man is about forty years old, with a face like a crown jewel, and a Chinese character. Although he is dressed in casual robes, he is not angry or intimidating. Just sitting here, he seems to have trampled the whole world under his feet.
Although he tried his best to hide his aura, in Yun Yang's eyes, it was impossible to hide it. What's more, Yun Yang has seen this person before, more than once.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Yutang Empire!
Yu Peize.
Yun Yang just glanced at it and then turned his head, his face and eyes unchanged. It was like meeting a stranger, a little curious, but also a little cautious.
"Young Master Yun is indeed the son of Marquis Yun, with the same heroic appearance." Qiu Jianhan, as the master, spoke first.
"See Mr. Qiu." Yun Yang saluted with some restraint: "I was summoned by Mr. Lao, and I am extremely honored. This... I'm ashamed. My family is very poor, and I don't have much... that... I once heard from my father that the old marshal likes to eat peaches. … so… "
Yun Yang lifted the peach in his hand.
"Well… "
Even an old fox like Marshal Qiu was almost knocked off guard by Yun Yang's move. For a moment, he only felt that his head was not bent, and he nodded in shock, forced a smile on his face, and said with a dry laugh: " ... Ahem, yes, yes, I love peaches the most... Come on, put away... the peaches."
I thought to myself, your bastard father, I have never met him, but he actually knows that I like to eat peaches? This is strange, how come I don’t know...
I haven’t eaten peach in so many years!
Little brat!
Marshal Qiu cursed angrily in his heart, with a pleasant look on his face: "Since you are here, you are no longer an outsider. Come on, let me introduce you. This is you...Uncle Yu, well, I have been friends with your father for many years."
"Greetings to Uncle Yu." Yun Yang saluted obediently: "Uncle Yu looks much younger than my father. It seems that Uncle Yu is a high-ranking official. He is well-maintained... Well, this, he lives a happy life, is in a good mood, and his children are filial. , family harmony... ahem... "
His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but laugh and laugh, and said: "Forget it, you little guy, don't be nervous. I have called you here today because Marshal Qiu is hosting a family banquet. There is no other intention. Don't be restrained. Come and sit down."
Yun Yang shrank his hands: "My nephew... This nephew is just a dandy waiting to die... In front of two elders, there is no place for my nephew..."
"Sit down if I ask you to!" Marshal Qiu shouted.
"Yes, yes, yes." Yun Yang shivered with fright, timidly chose a stool, sat on half of his buttocks, and said nervously: "This... my nephew is scared."
Seeing him finally sitting down, Marshal Qiu and His Majesty the Emperor looked at each other, and both saw endless depression in each other's eyes.
Why is this kid so cowardly!
One after another exquisite dishes were served like water, and the aroma was fragrant. In an instant, the table was filled with more than twenty dishes.
"Do you want to drink?" Marshal Qiu was disappointed and spoke in a heavy voice.
"No... my nephew doesn't... don't drink." Yun Yang quickly leaned over and laughed.
"Would you like to drink?!" the old marshal shouted.
"...Drink!" Yun Yang raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead.
"Fill it up!" the old marshal shouted again.
"Yes, yes." Yun Yang hurriedly picked up the wine jar, filled it first for the old marshal, and then for His Majesty the Emperor. After all, His Majesty the Emperor's identity has not been revealed here. If Yun Yang poured wine for His Majesty the Emperor first, all pretense would be over immediately.
"Hmph!" The old marshal's face grew darker and darker, and he raised his glass: "Done!"
"Well...my nephew, let me eat some food first..." Yun Yang looked troubled.
"How can a man be such a mother-in-law? Just do it if I ask you to do it!" The old Yuan was so handsome.
"Yes, yes..." Yun Yang held up the wine glass with trembling hands, drank it all in one gulp, and choked immediately: "Cough cough... cough cough cough cough..."
The old marshal and His Majesty the Emperor have black lines on their heads.
What a person they are, I took some time out of my busy schedule to touch this guy's bottom, but ended up feeling shit!
This is too disgusting.
"Eat something." The old marshal said disappointedly.
"Yes, yes... Your old man eats it too, and so does Uncle Yu... Haha, nephew, nephew, you're welcome." Yun Yang put on an attitude of 'I'll let go of my courage and pretend to be calm', and stretched out his hand. He grabbed a large piece of meat, which was more than half a catty. He brought it to his mouth and took one gulp, half of the half a catty of meat was gone.
After chewing twice, he stretched his neck, swallowed it like a giraffe, and said with a flattering smile: "It's so delicious..."
Veins were popping on the old marshal's forehead.
His Majesty the Emperor lowered his head with a dark look on his face.
"...Hey!" The old marshal sighed, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, just to drown his sorrows.
"...Done." Yun Yang stupidly raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"This kid is quite honest..." His Majesty the Emperor sighed.
The old marshal sighed: "Yes, Marquis Yun is not at home all year round, and the child..."
Having said this, I suddenly thought: Honest? Yesterday, this guy was so arrogant and domineering that he beat the house of the Minister of War to a pulp, even crippling his father and son!
How could such a person be so honest
"Yun Yang."
"My nephew is here."
"Let me ask you something."
"Old Marshal, feel free to ask me, but my nephew will answer everything he knows and tell you everything he wants."
"Well, why did you... beat up the family of Xie Wuyuan, the Minister of War, yesterday?" The old marshal suppressed his anger.
"This..." Yun Yang had a troubled expression on his face, and looked at him every time.
His Majesty the Emperor winked. Can't let go? Ask again when you are drunk.
"Drink!" The old marshal understood and took the initiative to raise his glass.
"Yes, yes." Yun Yang toasted.
"Three more drinks."
"Yes... this... ah, okay..."
Boom boom boom.
"I'll have three more drinks with you!"
Boom boom boom!
"Come, Uncle Yu will have three drinks with you."
Boom boom boom.
Yun Yang let go of his stomach and ate and drank at the same time. As he drank more and more wine, his movements became more and more open, and he actually started to throw his head back and laugh with great joy.
A piece of the mysterious beast's hind leg in the left hand, and a large piece of the mysterious beast's hoof in the right hand. He took a bite from the left and the right. He ate heartily. He squinted his eyes, and it was obvious that the bones had lost seventy or eighty kilograms. He said calmly: "To be honest...Old man. Marshal, this meat is so delicious! Haha, I had a great time eating and drinking today, and this wine... uh, it's quite strong!"
Well, no one needed to persuade me, I just raised my neck and drank a drink. His handsome face was already flushed, his body was shaking, and his eyes were blurred.
about there.
The two old guys nodded secretly at the same time.
"Let me ask you, Yun Yang, why did you hit someone yesterday?" The old marshal reiterated his old words.
Yun Yang drank so much that he stuck out his tongue and raised his head: "Hit him? Beat him... uh, what's wrong? I didn't kill him! Humph... Such a scum should be beaten to death as soon as possible and clean up!"
"Why?" the old marshal asked with a frown.
"Why?" Yun Yang's eyes were blurry, he forced himself to sit up soberly, and said loudly: "Old Marshal, you also know that my nephew is not a good person... My nephew is just a dandy, my nephew... "
The old marshal has a black hair.
puff!
His Majesty the Emperor almost spurted out.
"But my nephew, I know what I'm doing!" Yun Yang said unsteadily: "Yesterday, I didn't want to meddle in that business..."
The first sentence was that of a nephew, and the next sentence was that of an old man.
When the words came out, His Majesty the Emperor and the old Marshal looked at each other at the same time.
This guy really saw a ghost in broad daylight. In this Yutang Empire, someone actually calls himself Lao Tzu in front of us...
Qiu Jianhan had a dark expression on his face and glanced at His Majesty the Emperor with some complaints: I said no, but you insisted on letting me touch it. Now is a good time. Look at what I touched...
"But, old marshal, do you know? The man they bullied is actually a veteran! He is a disabled soldier!" Yun Yang was upright and full of loyalty: "This veteran fought for the country, has become physically disabled, and has a difficult life. That bastard Xie Wuyuan His son actually wanted to steal someone else’s wife! He even falsely accused someone of stealing his things…”
"Although my nephew is not a good thing!" Yun Yang said loudly, waving his arms, and the juice from the huge hoof in his hand was dripping and spraying everywhere. His Majesty the Emperor and the old marshal dodged again and again, with a wry smile on their faces; Yun Yang was completely unaware: "But my nephew still has a conscience! He also knows that soldiers fight for the country and are physically disabled, but they are heroes!"
"They usually bully men and women, and bully ordinary people, that's it. I don't have time to be angry with them!" Yun Yang howled: "Ouch! But they can't bully the remnant army! I can't say it, I have to step in, I have to take care of it!"
"So... I saw injustice on the road, so I drew my sword to help! I rushed directly to the gate of Xie's house, punched and kicked him, majestic!" Yun Yang's eyes were blurred: "... This is for justice! Uh, uh... "
He burped several times, raised his arms and shouted again: "...For justice! For heroes! It's a pity that I don't have a knife in my hand..."
At this point, he seemed to have suddenly sobered up. He shrunk his neck and sat down, with his tongue hanging out, and a flattering smile: "I don't dare to kill even if I have a knife... Hehehehe..."
His Majesty the Emperor and the old Marshal had faces as thick as dates, black lines on their heads, juices dripping from their robes, and they were in a state of utter disarray. Although they were trying their best to dodge, there was only a place as big as a table, where could they hide
The old marshal's hair and beard were all covered with vegetable soup. His Majesty the Emperor is not getting any better, and the inside of his neck is still a blur...
"This dish is unpalatable..." The old marshal sighed, looked down, and both of them were stunned at the same time!
Where's the food
Where's the meat
The table is empty.