While Ying Zheng was happily drinking Coke and waiting for the lottery draw, the atmosphere in the private room on the second floor reached the extreme level of awkwardness.

If Wang Ya misunderstood that Zhao Kuncheng was gay, then Wang Li's wearing of silk stockings was confirmed by his own words.

Thinking of her son posing like those brothel girls outside, Ying's blood pressure rose a little.

Wang Ben, on the other hand, stared at Wang Li sternly, with a coldness in his eyes that he wanted to get rid of.

Zhao Kun broke the awkwardness in the private room and exposed Wang Li's behavior of wearing stockings very rationally.

"Marquis Tongwu?" Zhao Kun reminded: "Today is the first day of the opening of the Lion House, and the lottery should begin!"

Wang Li cupped his hands and said, "Yes, dad, I still rely on you for the promotion of porcelain!"

"porcelain?"

Wang Ben was stunned for a moment, and then said with a displeased look on his face: "How can such an exquisite artifact be used in a lottery?"

As soon as Zhao Kun got the porcelain back, he gave Wang Bi a tea set. He liked it very much.

Whether it was making tea or cleaning the tea sets afterwards, I did it all myself, for fear that the slaves would break them.

Now he heard that Zhao Kun was going to raffle off the porcelain he regarded as his most precious treasure, and he was obviously unhappy.

Zhao Kun smiled when he heard this: "Tong Wuhou, the purpose of making porcelain is to make money. As the saying goes, if you can't let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf. If you give away some of them now, the rewards you will get will be ten times or more than a hundred times."

As he spoke, he said meaningfully: "You need to take a longer view..."

Hearing this, Ying Yuanman smiled in agreement: "Kundi is right, although porcelain is beautiful, it is worthless if it is left in our hands. It is better to promote it and make a lot of money;

Besides, the porcelain workshop is also constantly firing porcelain, if Marquis Tongwu likes it, feel free to take it!"

Wang Ben was not a stubborn person. After hearing what Zhao Kun and Ying Yuanman said, he frowned slightly and asked, "How do you want me to promote it?"

Zhao Kun smiled and said: "It's very simple, you just need to tell a story to the porcelain!"

"Story? What story?"

"Haha, it's all fine. The more mysterious and incredible the story, the more attractive it will be!"

Wang Ben: "......"

Zhao Kun: "Marquis Tongwu has been to many places during his expeditions in the south and north, and he should have some knowledge of the strange people and strange things in some places. You can use these things to make up a story;

When the lottery is over, let’s talk to the guests.”

Having said this, he paused and then said: "Of course, it's okay if Marquis Tongwu doesn't want to tell the story, as long as you can persuade my father to use this porcelain in front of the ministers."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in shock.

The first step was to use the name of the royal family to promote the palace jade liquor, and the second step was to use the First Emperor as a tool.

There is no one left with this son!

However, Wang Ben seems to be more inclined towards the latter, because according to his understanding of Ying Zheng, as long as this porcelain is given to him, he will definitely like it. As for showing off? Who needs to say?

When it comes to who in the world loves to show off most, it must be the First Emperor!

Look at the continuous Great Wall, the magnificent Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, Epang Palace, etc., they are all his show-offs.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Ben said: "In that case, prepare a set of exquisite porcelain and I will give it to His Majesty."

Hearing this, Zhao Kun and Ying Yuanman felt happy.

As expected, if you throw out a difficult one first and then a relatively easy one, it will be easy to achieve your goal.

"Then I'll have to trouble Marquis Tongwu!"

Zhao Kun bowed his hands and bowed.

Wang Ben glanced at him, waved his hand and said: "No matter what your plans are in your mind, Wang Li's matter cannot be ignored like this..."

"Ah?" Wang Li was surprised: "Dad, are you serious!"

Wang Ben snorted, then stood up and said to Ying Shi: "Madam, clear the place!"

Mrs. Ying nodded solemnly, and then said to everyone in the Wang family: "Thank you for attending my birthday party. I have some personal matters to deal with now. I hope you will bear with me."

After saying this, everyone in the room, including brother Zhao Kun and little sister Wang Ya, glanced at Wang Li sympathetically, and then left the room silently.

"Mom and Dad, I was wrong..."

Wang Li in the room begged for mercy.

"You're right. It's your parents who failed to teach you well. Get down!"

After a while, a crackling sound came from the room.

Men use whips and women use rulers.

When Zhao Kun heard the howling, his eyelids twitched and he turned to look at Wang Ya: "Is your brother often beaten?"

He felt that Wang Ben and his wife had cooperated very well just now, so he asked this question.

After Wang Ya heard his question, she stopped sobbing and nodded: "My brother hasn't been beaten for a month..."

Zhao Kun: "......"

Ying Yuanman explained with a smile: "Actually, if Marquis Tongwu hadn't recovered from his serious illness and is less prone to anger, Wang Li would have been beaten half a month ago!"

"Why is this?"

"You still have the nerve to ask why? Didn't you ask him to be your guarantee and bet on the whole city?"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun raised his hand to his forehead and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that I was the one who harmed brother Wang Li!"

Ying Yuanman chuckled: "Even without you, he would still get beaten every now and then."

"Well, grandpa likes to hit daddy, daddy likes to hit brother, and mother also hits brother from time to time..." Wang Ya echoed in a low voice.

Zhao Kun looked stunned.

I wonder if the old Wang family still has the tradition of beating their sons?

This is so fucking outrageous!

…………

at the same time.

There were already eight bottles of Coke on Ying Zheng's desk, and he had just finished four bottles.

At this time, I was drinking the fifth bottle.

Li Si looked at him eagerly and hesitated to speak.

Because Ying Zheng wanted to drink Coke so that whenever someone got a Coke, he would ask Li Si to get it.

So Li Si used the Black Ice Platform...

So much so that not a single bottle of Coke fell into the hands of outsiders.

Seeing that the lottery was coming to an end, Ying Zheng smacked his lips and said, "This event is quite interesting..."

"hehe."

Li Si chuckled in his heart, is it interesting?

You've finished all the coke!

"The special prize hasn't been announced yet, everyone is waiting..."

Li Si agreed.

"You haven't come out yet?" Ying Zheng burped and raised his eyebrows: "It seems you still have your number plate in your hand, right?"

"I'm just accompanying you and not participating in this activity."

Li Si replied respectfully.

Ying Zheng frowned: "How can this be possible? Since you are out to play, you must play with all your heart!"

Li Si: "..." Are we here to have fun? Didn't we talk to Marquis Tongwu about military affairs?

"It's not that Si doesn't want to play, it's that this lottery depends entirely on luck. Without His Majesty's good luck, Si has no hope of winning."

"Oh? Really? It seems so. It's been so long and you still haven't gotten it..."

Li Si twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled noncommittally.

At this time, there was another noise from the high platform.

"Special Award! Special Award is out!"

"Oh my God! It's so close! Who is Ding Ba? I'm Ding Jiu!"

"Hahaha! Who is Dingba? You won the jackpot!"

“…”

Just when everyone was looking around for Dingba, Li Si's pupils shrank slightly because he vaguely remembered that his number plate seemed to be Dingba...

This is so outrageous!

I didn’t even expect to win, but I actually won the grand prize!

I just came in with His Majesty to have a look. If word got out that I was having sex for nothing, how would I be able to communicate with my colleagues in the future?

Thinking of this, Li Si's face turned into a bitter gourd face.

The host on the stage shouted over and over again for the winners to claim their prizes.

Ying Zheng, who was watching the show, suddenly felt that there was no sound next to him. He couldn't help but was startled, and looked up at Li Si: "What's wrong with you?"

"Sir, I won a special prize!"
Chapter completed!