Chapter 442

"This..."

Mr. Zhang didn't answer for a moment.

When they set out from Luochen villa, Fengche and Marquis Qin were in the villa. It was reasonable that they would not appear in Xia's house at night.

The two dragon guards are highly skilled in martial arts. Ordinary people are not their opponents.

"Hum!"

The emperor snorted angrily.

Zhang Gonggong's body trembled, the sweat beads on his forehead came out, and the two dragon guards disappeared out of thin air, which was really hard to explain.

"Maybe, maybe they didn't finish the task and didn't dare to come back. They committed suicide."

The emperor once again smashed a memorial, "a bunch of nonsense!"

After the memorial hit Duke Zhang's forehead, it fell to the ground with a slap.

Zhang Gonggong's forehead turned green immediately. The emperor's eyes were blocked.

"Eat inside and outside, get out of here!"

Mr. Zhang bowed and retreated. Just as he retreated to the door, the emperor called, "stop."

Zhang Gonggong bowed in fear, "emperor."

"Send a message to Luan Feng palace, let the queen do it as soon as possible!"

……

A group of officials received the post, happy and worried.

The good news is that Prince Zhan is going to entertain them, but the bad news is that the emperor must know that he is making such a big show. What if they think they are plotting against the Lord in private?

Two days later, a group of officials came to Prince Zhan's residence at the appointed time.

The steward's receptionist led the crowd into the courtyard.

At this time, there were many long tables in the open courtyard, and on each table was an iron trough like thing.

According to the official position, all the people took their seats. When all the others arrived, Fengche came slowly.

Today, he was wearing a light blue robe. His hair was fixed with a white jade hairpin. His face was as white as the window paper.

As he walked, he coughed and stopped in front of the crowd.

Facing a crowd and other boxing, "you can come to fight the palace, give the face of a certain wind, a certain wind really thank you."

They all stood up and saluted, "the Lord of war is very serious. I should have come a long time ago. I'm afraid I'll disturb you to have a rest, so I didn't come

……

After a friendly exchange, everyone took their seats.

"Pingyang County restaurant opened, you gave me a face, I always remember, I specially prepared for you today rare food, I hope you can eat happy."

The food in the restaurants in Pingyang County is really good, which is no less than that in the capital. However, the people present are all high ranking officials. They have never seen any delicacies. They are not as rare as ordinary people.

But Fengche's face still needs to be given, "thank you, Lord Zhan."

Fengche went back to his seat and waved his hand. The boy in the house moved the stove for roast mutton kebabs. There were six in the open space in front of the crowd.

Everyone was surprised.

Some people think of the smell of midnight coming out of Prince Zhan's mansion a few days ago. They suddenly feel energetic and stretch their necks to see it.

An Shangshu sits in the upper position, not far from Fengche. There are melons, fruits and seeds on the small table in front of him, but there is no tea.

Seeing this scene, my eyes narrowed slightly. Subconsciously, I went to serve the tea and stretched out my hand. Only then did I find that there was no tea on the table. Looking at Xiang Fengche, I asked with a smile, "King Zhan, is this not even allowed to drink tea?"

"If an Shangshu is thirsty, he can eat a piece of melon and fruit first, and don't drink tea. He can't eat mutton kebabs for a while

"Mutton kebabs?"

An Shangshu smiles and pretends that he has never heard of it. "It's a strange name."

"It's not only a strange name, but also a strange method. An Shangshu waited patiently for a while."

When the officials heard this, they became more curious.

The boys stepped back together, and soon they all brought the charcoal fire and put it into the trough.

The charcoal fire has no taste, and no smoke comes out. It uses the best Silver Charcoal. All the officials looked at each other. The silver charcoal is not cheap. Only these are thousands of taels of silver. Lord Zhan's hand is too big.

"I heard that a few days ago, the emperor rewarded Prince Zhan with 10000 Liang. Didn't he want to spend it all today?"

An official who was far away from Fengche's seat whispered to the people around him.

They all gave presents when they went to Pingyang County, but recently there was a rumor that Lord Zhan could not even bring out a thousand taels of silver.

From this analysis, he really did not spend less on this disease, and today's war palace is really poor.

"No, it doesn't mean roast mutton kebabs. It doesn't cost much money to buy a few sheep?"

The official who spoke first also wanted to say that six servant girls came with trays and stopped beside the six boys. The trays were lined with mutton.

The servant girls bent their knees slightly. The boy took down the mutton kebab and put it on the stove. The smell of mutton came from them.

If you can't smell it, you frown and take a small bite of an apple to suppress the rising discomfort.

The rest of the officials looked at it, and even an Shangshu read it with great interest.

Gradually, the smell of mutton drifted away, bursts of meat fragrance came out, mixed with the sound of mutton oil falling on the charcoal fire, and the officials began to swallow their saliva involuntarily.

Even the officials who ate the apples put most of the remaining apples back and put them on the table.

"Cough..."

The wind Che's cough reminds me, the public recollects, remembers oneself just now behavior, the old face is a little red.

"It's going to be baked soon. There are cumin powder, fennel powder, Zanthoxylum powder, pepper, and other flavors. Please tell me what flavor you like, so as not to make mistakes and not suit your taste."

Before they could speak, the two boys appeared carrying the charcoal fire and carefully put the charcoal fire on the table with a small shovel in the small stove prepared in the morning.

They were even more curious, and they told their servants what they wanted.

After the kebab was roasted, the six boys sprinkled cumin powder and white sesame seeds, and the fragrance wafted over. People couldn't help it. Even an Shangshu couldn't help swallowing.

The boys put the kebabs on the tray, and the maids took them and put them on the small stove one by one.

The smell was so strong that people couldn't help it.

"Eat it."

Wind Che voice did not fall, someone can't wait to reach out a hand, took a string, gently bit a mouthful, "delicious."

With the first one, the rest of the officials were impolite, stroked their sleeves and reached for it.

Fubo took the servants to bring the wine, put it one by one, put the bowl and filled it.

"Everyone, eating mutton kebabs is the best way to drink. Today we don't need small cups. We all use big bowls. We can eat as much as we want and drink as much as we want."

People are happy to eat, they should be happy.

And the wind Che also took the wine in front of him.

"Cough..."

A crisp cough came.

Wind Che's hand, Ma Liu's withdrawal.