Chapter 37 This Is Something I Touched!

Several guards had an extremely ridiculous feeling.

Small gifts?

It is indeed a small gift.

The five peaches dared to strangle the Marshal of the Yutang Empire with their hands, and their faces were full of politeness and courtesy...

Awesome, Mr. Yun!

The guard went in to report with his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted.

"welcome."

The guard hurried out to pick him up. I thought to myself, I don't know what the marshal will look like when he sees those peaches. Thinking about it this way, I actually started to gossip...

Yun Yang thanked him, and walked in proudly carrying a few peaches.

In front of the hall.

Mr. Wang smiled warmly: "Mr. Yun is here, and the marshal is waiting in the hall."

As the old Marshal Qiu, it is naturally impossible to come out to greet him in person. In fact, with Yun Yang's current status as the second generation, Mr. Wang feels that it is too much face for him to come out to greet him.

But this was the old marshal's initiative to treat guests, so Mr. Wang had no choice but to condescend.

"Thank you."

Yun Yang stepped into the hall with a smile on his face, and saw the old Marshal Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi sitting in the first place. A forceful momentum came oncoming.

But Yun Yang's eyes were not on the old marshal, but on the face of another person in the room.

This person is about forty middle-aged, his face is like a crown jade, with a Chinese character face, although he is dressed in casual robes, he is not angry and majestic, 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, he couldn't hide it. What's more, Yun Yang has met this person before, and more than once.

Your Majesty the Emperor of the Yutang Empire!

Yupeize.

Yun Yang just took a look, then turned his head, his face and eyes remained unchanged. It's like seeing a stranger, a little curious, but a little reserved.

"Mr. 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 somewhat cautiously: "I was summoned by my lord, and the boy is extremely favored. This... I am ashamed, the boy's family is poor, and there is nothing... So what... I heard from my father that the old marshal I like to eat peaches...so..."

Yun Yang lifted the peach in his hand up.

"Well……"

Rao is an old fox like Marshal Qiu, who was almost taken aback by Yun Yang's tricks; for a moment, he felt his head not bent, nodded in a daze, forced a smile on his face, and said with a dry smile: " ...cough cough, not bad, this old man loves peaches the most...Come here, put away...the peaches."

Xindao, I haven't met that bastard father of yours, and he actually knows that I like peaches? This is strange, why doesn't the old man know...

The old man hasn't eaten peaches in so many years!

Little bastard!

Old Marshal Qiu scolded furiously in his heart, with a pleasant face on his face: "Since you are here, you are not an outsider. Come on, let me introduce you. This is you...Uncle Yu, um, 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. At first glance, Uncle Yu is a high-ranking official and well-maintained... Uh, this one, a happy life, a happy mood, and children Filial piety, family harmony...ahem..."

His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help laughing, and said: "Forget it, you little guy, don't be nervous. I called you here today. It's the old marshal Qiu holding a family banquet. There is no other intention, don't be restrained, come and sit down."

Yun Yang shrank his hands: "Little nephew... This little nephew is not good at martial arts, so he is just a dandy waiting to die... In front of the two elders, how can there be a seat for my little nephew..."

"If I tell you to sit down, sit down!" Old Marshal Qiu shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes." Yun Yang shivered in fright, chose a stool timidly, sat on half of his buttocks, and said anxiously: "This... my nephew is panicked."

Seeing that he finally sat down, Old Marshal Qiu and His Majesty the Emperor looked at each other, seeing endless depression in each other's eyes.

Why is this kid so cowardly!

A series of exquisite dishes were brought up like flowing water, with a tangy aroma. In an instant, more than 20 dishes filled the table.

"Do you want to drink?" Old Marshal Qiu was disappointed, and his voice became heavy.

"No...my nephew doesn't...don't drink." Yun Yang hurriedly leaned over to laugh with him.

"Drink or not?!" The old marshal yelled violently.

"...Drink!" Yun Yang raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead.

"Refill!" The old marshal drank again.

"Yes, yes." Yun Yang hurriedly picked up the wine jar, first filled it for the old marshal, and then poured it for His Majesty the Emperor. After all, here, His Majesty the Emperor has not revealed his identity. If Yun Yang pours wine for His Majesty the Emperor first, then all the pretense will be over immediately.

"Hmph!" The old marshal's face became darker and darker, and he raised his glass: "It's done!"

"This... my nephew will eat some food first..." Yun Yang looked distressed.

"Manly man, how can there be such a mother-in-law! If you tell me to do it, do it!" The old marshal didn't say anything.

"Yes, yes..." Yun Yang held up the wine glass with trembling hands, drank it down in one gulp, and suddenly choked: "Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

The old Marshal and His Majesty the Emperor had a black thread.

What kind of people are the two of you, I took some time out of my busy schedule to touch this guy's bottom, but in the end I touched a piece of shit!

It's also disgusting.

"Eat something." The old marshal said disappointedly.

"Yes, yes... Your old man eats it too, and Uncle Yu eats it too... Hehe, nephew, you are welcome." Yun Yang put on a posture of 'let go of my courage and pretend to be calm', and stretched out his hand , I grabbed a large piece of meat, more than half a catty, and brought it to my mouth, ahhh, half of the half catty of meat went away.

After chewing twice, stretching his neck like a giraffe, he swallowed it, and said with a flattering smile, "It's delicious..."

Veins throbbed on the old marshal's forehead.

His Majesty the Emperor lowered his head with black lines on his face.

"...Hey!" The old marshal sighed, raised his glass and drank it down, but used the wine to relieve his sorrow.

"...It's done." Yun Yang foolishly raised his glass and drank it down.

"This child is quite honest..." His Majesty the Emperor sighed.

The old marshal sighed: "Yes, Marquis Yun is not at home all year round, my child..."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered: Honestly? Yesterday this guy was so arrogant and domineering that he directly beat up the family of the Minister of the Ministry of War to pieces, even maiming his father and son!

How could such a person be so honest?

"Yun Yang."

"My nephew is here."

"I want to ask you something."

"Just ask the old marshal, but my nephew will answer all the questions and talk endlessly."

"Well, yesterday, why did you...beat up the family of Xie Wuyuan, the servant of the Ministry of War?" The old marshal suppressed his anger.

"This..." Yun Yang looked distressed, looking forward to Ai Ai.

His Majesty the Emperor winked. Can't let go? Get drunk and ask again.

"Drink!" The old marshal understood and raised his glass.

"Yes, yes." Yun Yang toasted.

"Three more cups."

"It's... this... ah, okay..."

bang bang bang.

"This old man will drink three more cups with you!"

bang bang bang!

"Come on, Uncle Yu will also drink three cups with you."

bang bang bang.

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 relaxed, and he actually started to raise his head and laugh out loud.

With a piece of the hind leg of a mysterious beast in his left hand and a large piece of hoof of a mysterious beast in his right hand, he took a bite from the left to the right, and he ate heartily. With his eyes squinted, it was obvious that the bones had already lost seventy to eighty catties, and he said in a fluttering voice, "I'm not going to hide... Old Marshal, this meat is really delicious! Haha, today you can eat and drink to your heart's content, this wine...uh, it's strong enough!"

Boom, no need to be persuaded, I drank a glass with a flick of my neck. Junxiu's face was already flushed, his body was shaking, and his eyes were blurred.

about there.

The two veterans nodded secretly at the same time.

"Let me ask you, Yun Yang, why did you beat someone yesterday?" The old marshal repeated his old words.

Yun Yang drank too much, stuck out his tongue, and raised his head: "Hit him? Hit him... Uh, what's wrong? I didn't kill him! Hmph... Such a scum, kill him sooner, clean him sooner!"

"Why?" The old marshal frowned.

"Why?" Yun Yang's eyes were blurred, he forced himself to sit awake, and said loudly: "Old Marshal, you also know that my nephew is not a good thing... my nephew is just a dude, my nephew..."

The old marshal has black hair.

puff!

His Majesty the Emperor almost spat out.

"But nephew, you know what's in your mind!" Yun Yang staggered: "Yesterday, I didn't want to meddle in that business..."

The first sentence was still a nephew, and then it turned out to be an old man.

After saying a word, His Majesty the Emperor and the old Marshal looked at each other in blank dismay.

This shit really saw a ghost in broad daylight. In this Yutang Empire, there is actually someone calling himself Lao Tzu in front of us...

Qiu Jianhan had black lines on his face, and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with some complaints: I said no, you insisted on letting me touch it, but now it's better, look what I touched...

"But, old marshal, do you know? The person they bullied is actually a veteran! He's a disabled soldier!" Yun Yang was upright and full of loyalty: "This veteran fought for the country, his body is already disabled, and life is difficult. That **** Xie Wuyuan His son actually wanted to rob someone's wife! He even framed him for stealing from his house..."

"Although my nephew is not a good thing!" Yun Yang said loudly, waving his arms, the huge hoof in his hand was dripping with juice, splashing everywhere, His Majesty the Emperor and the old marshal kept dodging, with wry smiles on their faces; Yun Yang didn't realize it: "But my nephew still has a conscience! I also know that soldiers who fight for the country and are physically disabled are heroes!"

"They usually bully men and women, bully ordinary people, that's all, I don't have time to be idle with them!" Yun Yang howled: "Oh! But they can't bully the remnants of the army! No way, I have to intervene, I will take care of it!"

"So... I saw the injustice, so I drew my sword to help! I rushed straight into the gate of Xie's house, punched and kicked, majestic!" Yun Yang's eyes blurred: "...This is for justice! Uh, uh..."

He belched a few times, raised his arms and shouted again: "...For justice! For heroes! It's a pity that I don't have a knife..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little sober suddenly, shrank his neck and sat down, with his tongue out, and a flattering smile: "I don't dare to kill if I have a knife... Hehehe..."

His Majesty the Emperor and the old marshal had faces like jujubes, black hair, and their robes were dripping with juice, in a state of distress. Although they tried their best to dodge, but there is only a place as big as a table, where can they hide?

The old marshal even had vegetable soup on his hair and beard. His Majesty the Emperor couldn't get better, there was still a blur in his neck...

"This dish is unbearable..." The old marshal sighed and looked down, both of them were dumbfounded at the same time!

What about the food?

What about meat?

The table is already empty.