Seeing that Yang Xuan not only didn't have enough to eat, he also wanted to pack another portion.
The Chief Minister of Zhejiang//Jiang and others were filled with disgust and didn't know how to express their feelings.
And Yang Xuan waited for a long time, but he didn't see them reaching a consensus.
It happened that the food and wine Yang Xuan wanted had already been packed.
He stopped wasting time and planned to get up and leave, giving them time and space to discuss carefully.
"Everyone, thank you for your hospitality. It's getting late now. Besides, I'm tired from the long journey, so I won't bother you."
"Farewell!"
"I'm sending you off to Your Highness, Lord Marquis!"
After the Chief Envoy of Zhejiang/Jiang and others sent Yang Xuan and the others out of the restaurant, they put away the hypocritical smiles on their faces.
Turn around and enter the restaurant again.
Changed to another box.
The dishes on the table have also changed.
"Everyone, tell me, how should we respond next?"
"This is in the interest of all of us."
The chief envoy of Zhejiang//Jiangang looked around and spoke first.
"Listen to what Changping Hou said, as long as we pay a little more, we can protect our interests."
"However, this person's reputation in official circles is too bad."
"Besides, there is Tie Xuan on this trip. He is not from the same group as us and cannot be bribed at all."
The inspector answered.
Then others expressed their opinions one after another.
Finally, Zhejiang//Jiang made a conclusion.
"Today's temptation is not fruitless."
"Next, let's find another opportunity to test Marquis Changping while avoiding Tie Xuan."
"Then...what should His Highness, the King of Han, do?" someone asked.
"This is easy to handle. Although His Highness the King of Han is a prince, he certainly doesn't have much assets."
"In addition, he wants to seize the legitimate heir and needs to win people's hearts, so he needs money even more."
"As long as we can satisfy his appetite, I believe the King of Han will not make things difficult for us." Zhejiang Chief Envoy said.
"I'm afraid that the lion will open his mouth!" someone said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, you can test his attitude first."
Afterwards, everyone held another discussion.
Only then did they taste the delicious food on the table. Their thoughts were not on it before.
After a while, a gentleman led a group of courtesans from a brothel into the box.
Seeing this, all the officials smiled knowingly.
Soon, a blushing voice came from the box.
…
Back at their residence, Yang Xuan, Tie Xuan and others had a small meeting.
At the same time, arrangements were made for the accompanying Minister of Household Affairs to contact the people who measured the fields from tomorrow to make statistics on the measured data.
After explaining these things, everyone went back to their rooms.
Yang Xuan also laid out the food and wine that he had packed back, preparing to feast and treat his stomach, which had been full for a long time.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Then the little boy's voice came in.
"Uncle Master, have you rested?"
Yang Xuan could only put down his chopsticks and go to open the door.
"What's going on?"
He looked at the little boy and asked.
However, the latter did not answer immediately, but quietly observed the room with the corner of his eye.
The next moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw something good.
"Uncle, I just remembered something and wanted to tell you about it." The little boy said and squeezed into the room.
"It's the same when talking about anything outside."
Yang Xuan stopped the little boy and said.
"It's very important, so you have to be careful about others hearing it." The little boy said seriously.
"Okay, come in then!"
Yang Xuan gave way.
The plan succeeded, and the little laoer felt a little proud.
Looking at the delicious food on the table, the little boy couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He is a martial arts practitioner with a tall build and a much larger appetite than ordinary people.
At the evening banquet, he ate a lot.
So he had already been eyeing the portion that Yang Xuan packed.
He was not polite and went directly to sit on Yang Xuan's seat, picked up the chopsticks and started fucking hard.
Yang Xuan closed the door and turned around to ask the little laoer if he had anything to tell him.
As a result, we saw this scene.
"Uncle Master, don't stand still. I see that you didn't eat much at the banquet. You should be hungry by now, right?"
The little boy turned his back on guests and greeted Yang Xuan warmly.
Seeing him like this, Yang Xuan also laughed angrily.
He stepped forward directly and picked up the little boy.
"You also know that I haven't eaten, but you still have the nerve to rob me?"
"No respect for the elderly at all."
After experiencing being lifted up like a chicken, the little boy was also secretly shocked by his uncle's strength.
His weight is at least a hundred or dozens of kilograms, nearly two hundred kilograms.
But he didn't see any sign of difficulty on his uncle's face.
I really don’t know how my uncle got such strength. I have been practicing for more than ten years, but I didn’t expect that the gap is getting bigger and bigger... The little laoer thought to himself.
"Uncle, the portion of their dish is too small, and I'm not full!" Putting away the shock in his heart, the little boy came forward with a thick face and said with a smile.
"What does this have to do with me?"
"You have your own mouth, and you haven't eaten enough. How can you be too lazy to bother others?" Yang Xuan said leisurely, slowly drinking a small drink and tasting the delicious food.
"Uncle, as far as our relationship is concerned, can you bear to see me, my nephew, hungry?" Seeing that the normal method didn't work, the little boy played the emotional card again.
He looked at his uncle longingly, hoping that he would be soft-hearted.
But unfortunately, he was wrong.
Uncle Master didn't even look at him.
Seeing this, the little boy gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.
Damn it, if you give it all, you'll probably get beaten... After thinking about this, the little boy simply sat down opposite Yang Xuan and competed with his uncle for food.
Yang Xuan didn't pay attention to the little boy, but the movements of his hands sped up a lot.
Seeing this, the little boy also speeded up.
So the food on the table disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah, it's comfortable!" The little boy leaned on the chair, rubbing his bulging belly, with a happy face.
But at this time, Yang Xuan stood up.
He clenched his fists and twisted his neck.
A crisp clicking sound sounded.
The little boy looked at his uncle and shuddered.
"Master...Uncle Master, what...are you going to do!"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask you, did you enjoy the meal?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile on his face.
"It's... not bad!" the little boy stammered in reply.
"Uncle, it's getting late. You should rest quickly. I have to go back and rest as well." Seeing his uncle getting closer and closer to him, the little boy jumped up from his chair.
"Hey, what's the rush?"
"Eating too much before going to bed is not good for your health."
"Come, Uncle Master will take you to exercise."
"No... no need, right?"
"You're welcome, my uncle won't do anything to you."
"Uncle Master, please... be gentle!"
Soon, heart-rending screams echoed in the room.
It makes those who hear it sad and those who hear it cry!
…
It's a little weak, and the second half of the chapter is a bit watery.
