Several guards had an extremely absurd feeling.

Boli?

It's indeed a polite gift.

Five peaches dared to join the door of the Grand Marshal of the Yutang Empire, and their faces looked like they were neither humble nor arrogant and respectful...

Awesome Mr. Yun!

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

"Please."

The guard quickly came out to pick up the people. He thought to himself, I wonder what the marshal would look like when he saw those peaches. After thinking about this, he became a little gossiped...

Yun Yang thanked him and walked in with a few peaches.

In front of the hall.

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

As the identity of Marshal Qiu, it is naturally impossible to come out to welcome him in person. In fact, as Yun Yang's current second-generation identity, Mr. Wang felt that he would give him too much face to come out to welcome him.

But this was the old marshal who took the initiative to treat him, so Mr. Wang had to surrender his noble character.

“Hard work.”

Yun Yang stepped into the hall with a smile and looked soaring. He saw the old Marshal Qiu Yuan and Yuezhi sitting in the first place. A forcing momentum came towards him.

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

This man was about middle-aged in his forties, with a face as if he was wearing a national robe. Although he was dressed in a casual robe, he was not angry and powerful. He just sat here, and he seemed to have stepped on the whole world under his feet.

Although he tried his best to hide his momentum, he could not hide in Yun Yang's eyes. What's more, Yun Yang had seen this person, and more than once.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Yutang Empire!

Yu Peize.

Yun Yang just glanced at it and turned his head, his face and eyes remained unchanged. It was like seeing a stranger, a little curious but a little restrained.

"Young Master Yun is indeed the son of Mr. Yun, and he is as handsome as a radiant figure." Qiu Jianhan, as the master, spoke first.

"See Mr. Qiu." Yun Yang saluted a little restrainedly: "When Mr. Yuan summoned him, the boy was extremely favored. This... I am ashamed, the boy's family is poor and nothing... that's it... I heard from my father that the old marshal likes to eat peaches...so..."

Yun Yang lifted the peach in his hand up.

"Well……"

Even the old fox like Marshal Qiu was almost hit by Yun Yang's trick. For a moment, he felt that his head was not bent, and nodded in a flash, forcibly twisting a smile on his face, and said dryly: "...Ahem, it's not bad, I love to eat peaches the most... Come on, put away the peaches."

I thought to myself, I have never met you, my bastard father, but he actually knew that I like to eat peaches? This is amazing, why don’t I know...

I haven’t eaten peaches in so many years!

Little bastard!

Marshal Qiu cursed in his heart and looked kind and said, "Since you are here, you are not an outsider. Come on, I will introduce you to you. This is you... Uncle Yu, well, you have been in love with your father for many years."

"Gourmet to Uncle Yu." Yun Yang saluted obediently: "Uncle Yu looks much younger than my father. When he saw that Uncle Yu was a high-ranking official, he was well maintained... Uh, this, he lived a happy life, was in a good mood, had a filial son and a harmonious family... Cough cough..."

His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help laughing and said, "Forget it, don't be nervous, you little guy. Today, I'll call you here, Marshal Qiu holds a family dinner. I have no other intentions, don't be restrained, come and sit down."

Yun Yang shrank and started: "Little nephew... This little nephew is not a martial arts man, just a playboy who is waiting to die... In front of the two elders, where is the seat of the little nephew..."

"If you let you sit down, you will sit down!" Marshal Qiu shouted.

"Yes, yes." Yun Yang shivered in fear, and chose a stool in a hurry, sat on half of his butt, and said nervously: "This... the little nephew is frightened."

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

Why is this kid so cowardly?

A series of exquisite dishes were served like running water, and the fragrance was so strong that more than twenty dishes were placed on the table in an instant.

"Do you drink?" Old Marshal Qiu was disappointed and his voice became louder.

"No...my nephew doesn't...no drink." Yun Yang quickly bowed and smiled.

"Drink or not?" the old marshal shouted violently.

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

"Fill it!" The old marshal drank again.

"Yes, yes." Yun Yang hurriedly picked up the jar of wine, first filled it with the old marshal, and then poured it for His Majesty the Emperor. After all, His Majesty the Emperor did not reveal his identity here. If Yun Yang poured wine for His Majesty the Emperor first, then all disguises would be finished immediately.

"Hmph!" The old marshal's face became darker and darker, and he raised his glass: "Don't do it!"

"This... I'm going to eat the food first..." Yun Yang looked embarrassed.

"A real man, how can you be so mother-in-law and mother! You will do it if you let me do it!" The old marshal came out without making a fight.

"Yes, yes..." Yun Yang held up the wine glass with both hands tremblingly, drank it all, and immediately choked: "Cough cough...Cough cough cough..."

The old marshal and His Majesty the emperor are in a black line.

What a character, I took some time out of my busy schedule to touch this guy's bottom, but I felt my ass!

This is too disgusting.

"Eat something." The old marshal said disappointedly.

"Yes, yes... Your old man also eats it, Uncle Yu also eats it... Haha, my nephew, I'm not polite." Yun Yang pretended to be 'I'll let go of my courage and pretend to be calm'. As soon as he reached out, he grabbed a large piece of meat, which was more than half a pound. He put it to his mouth, and with a mouthful, half of the meat was taken away.

After chewing it twice, stretching its neck, swallowing it like a giraffe, and laughing flatteringly, "It's so delicious..."

The old marshal's forehead was jumping with blue veins.

His Majesty the Emperor lowered his head, his face full of dark lines.

"...Ah!" The old marshal sighed, raised his glass and drank it all, but he drank it with wine to relieve his sorrow.

"...It's done." Yun Yang also raised his wine glass silly and drank it all in one go.

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

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

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered: Honestly? Yesterday, this guy was arrogant and domineering and directly beat the house of the Minister of War, and even the father and son were disabled!

How could such a person be so honest?

"Yun Yang."

"I'm here."

"I'll ask you something."

"Even if you ask, my nephew will answer everything and say everything."

"This, why did you...beat the family's assistant minister of the Ministry of War Xie Wuyuan's family yesterday?" The old marshal was angry.

"This..." Yun Yang looked embarrassed and Qiqiai Ai.

His Majesty the Emperor winked. Can’t let go? He asked again when he got drunk.

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

"Yes, yes." Cheers to Yun Yang.

"Three more cups."

"Yes...this...ah, okay..."

Bang bang bang bang.

"I'll have three more drinks with you!"

Bang bang bang bang!

"Come on, Uncle Yu will have three drinks with you."

Bang bang bang bang.

Yun Yang let go of his stomach and ate and drank. As he drank more and more, his movements became more and more relaxed. He had already begun to raise his head and laugh, and his excitement flew away.

There was a piece of the hind leg of the mysterious beast in the left hand, a large piece of the horn of the mysterious beast in the right hand, and a bite of the left and right. The food was full of joy. Squinted, his eyes were obviously lighter, and his bones were obviously seventy or eighty pounds lighter. He said flutteringly: "I'm sure... Old Marshal, this meat is so delicious! Haha, I can eat it today, drink it, this wine... Uh, it's so exciting!"

Bang, no one needed to persuade me, I raised my neck and drank a drink. My handsome face was already red, my body was shaking, and my eyes were blurred.

Almost done.

The two old guys nodded secretly at the same time.

"I'll ask you, Yunyang, why did you hit someone yesterday?" The old marshal reiterated his old words.

Yun Yang drank too much, with his tongue wide open, and raised his head: "Phone him? Beat him... Uh, what's wrong? I didn't kill him! Humph... Such a scumbag, be beaten to death earlier and be cleaned soon!"

"Why?" the old marshal asked with a frown.

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

The old marshal had a black line.
To be continued...