"Prince-in-law, congratulations!"

The thin chamberlain bent down and said flatteringly: "You are so powerful that you were named the founding county son by the saint."

"Where, where."

Fang Ying smiled reservedly: "I still have a long way to go in the future, and I can't be complacent just because of this small achievement."

"A small achievement?"

The chamberlain looked surprised: "Don't you know that among the many second-generation princes in Chang'an, you are the first one to be knighted alone."

So familiar. Did Lao Guo feel the same way back then... Fang Ying thought for a while and said politely:

“It all depends on the support of my peers!”

"Ouch! The Prince Consort is joking."

The skinny little chamberlain smiled and said, "The imperial edict said that His Majesty also rewarded you with gold cakes and jade silk. How about you go and get it with me now?"

Gold cake?

Jade silk?

Fang Ying's eyes suddenly lit up, but he pretended to hesitate and said:

"Isn't this bad? According to the rules, the reward is usually delivered to the recipient the next day. Is it appropriate for me to get it now?"

"Of course it's appropriate!"

The skinny butler said matter-of-factly: "The reward will be yours sooner or later. What's the difference between one day earlier and one day later?"

"Well, please lead the way."

Fang Ying's tone was reserved.

In fact, my heart was squealing with joy.

This was his first time participating in empire dividends, so he was inevitably a little excited.

"Prince-in-law, please come this way."

The skinny butler led the way respectfully.

at this time.

The time of application is about to come, and the birthday banquet is about to end.

In winter in the north, it gets dark very quickly.

The two of them walked one behind the other in the grand Tai Chi Palace.

The sun seemed to disappear in an instant. When the last ray of sunset sank into the earth, the dark blue, green, dark gray and other large fuels in the sky rendered each other...

Dusk is gradually closing in.

Chang'an City.

We will soon be plunged into darkness.

In the twilight.

The thin waiter turned his back to Fang Ying.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and his entire face was hidden under the black shadow in the sky, looking extremely dark and strange.

…

at the same time.

Inside the main hall.

It's already a chaotic situation.

The heroic King of Wu was scurrying around the palace like a headless fly, followed by a group of soldiers from the Tang Dynasty who were chasing him.

As for Cheng Chubi.

In this short period of time.

Already drunk with glory.

The body like a black iron tower was lying on the ground with its arms and legs spread out, sleeping soundly, with its belly heaving and diarrhea flowing all over the floor.

"Uncle Cheng! Don't chase me!"

Li Ke ran and shouted, dripping with cold sweat.

"Your Highness King Wu, why are you running away? I won't eat you."

Cheng Yaojin chased and shouted, the sound was like thunder.

"No! You will!"

Li Kecai didn't believe his lies.

Who is this scumbag? He is the man Li Shimin calls "English and fruit-like me". How could he fall in the same place?

So he kept walking and turned around and shouted:

"Uncle Cheng, must you have forgotten that at last year's birthday party you asked me to have a drink with you, but ended up drinking from a wine jar. I will never fall for your deception this year!"

"Hey! What King Wu said is different. Of course you have to use a wine jar to drink to your heart's content!"

"Uncle Cheng! It's only for your Cheng family, right?"

"King Wu, listen to me!"

"Don't listen, don't listen, that bastard is chanting sutras!"

…

A group of people jumped up and down.

When the ministers saw it, they all burst out laughing. Even Wei Zheng, the king of trolls, didn't stop him when he saw it. Instead, he smiled and admired the wine glass.

"Everyone, you don't care?"

Beside the dragon chair, Zhang Ananda played the role of a loyal loser, pointing to the audience and saying sadly:

"At your birthday banquet, the prince of the current dynasty actually laughed and chased with the ministers. How unbecoming, how unbecoming!"

"You want me to take care of it?"

Li Shimin looked at the audience and curled his lips: "What happens after I take control? Let those old guys continue to drink me? I'm not stupid."

"Huh? That's not right..."

Li Shimin suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Anan with twinkling eyes: "You old guy, you are trying to get them to drink my wine. What are you holding back?"

Zhang Anan was stiff all over.

I thought, forget it, just let it go.

Nothing is too much, and the matter of Princess Jinyang and Fang Boy will be discussed later when we have the opportunity.

"Look what you said, this old slave is loyal to you, what bad intentions can he have?"

The eldest eunuch Dui smiled and said: "Seeing that it's getting late, I will go out for a while to see how many dishes are not served."

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Li Shimin waved his hand casually.

Then he turned his attention to the audience again, shaking his wine glass, looking leisurely and contented.

Zhang Ananda bent down and saluted.

Then he walked out of the hall.

As soon as I saw him coming out.

The maids and chamberlains outside the door hurriedly lowered their heads and said respectfully: "General Zhang."

"Um."

Zhang Ananda nodded expressionlessly.

He looked back at the palace and saw that Cheng Yaojin and his gang were still chasing Li Ke.

"Fortunately, Fang Ying is a fast runner."

"We also need to tell him to be careful when sailing a thousand-year-old ship. If he is caught by those old guys, he will inevitably have to drink again..."

Made up my mind.

Zhang Anan walked towards the imperial chef and casually gave instructions: "You guys, send someone to look for Erlang, don't let him come back too early."

"Report to General Zhang."

A palace maid lowered her head and responded: "The Prince Consort was called away by Cheng Sihai."

"Um?"

Zhang Ananda's footsteps suddenly stopped.
To be continued...