Chapter 213

"Who is that man? How dare you ignore his Majesty's toast?"

"Border soldiers, without courtesy, simply deserve death."

"If you offend Long Yan, you should be killed. Hum!"

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On hearing this, the ministers present also saw the ugly appearance of Yang Feng biting into the chicken viscera, and couldn't help laughing one after another.

The emperor held up his glass and didn't drink. His face gradually became gloomy. It was obvious that Long Yan was unhappy.

A Gu frowned and felt the strange atmosphere around him. He looked back along the people's eyes, was shocked, and quickly whispered, "great Xia Yang, what are you doing? Your majesty is drinking to us. You should get up and put down the chicken."

"Brother Feng, get up... Get up quickly, or it will be a great crime to kill the head!" the sixth grade young general on one side also kicked Yang Feng eagerly, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

Yang Feng was stunned and didn't understand what had happened. When he opened the chicken chest and showed two greasy eyes, he found that the people were laughing, angry or eager.

Then he looked at the emperor's cold eyes above the throne and understood.

But he didn't expect that the emperor would really toast these six or seven young generals. It's very approachable.

So, with a dry smile, he picked off the whole roast chicken wrapped on his forehead, stood up awkwardly, shook his wine glass and said, "well... Everyone eat and drink well!"

Uh!

As soon as they blushed, the black line fell on their heads.

Country man, do you think this is your country banquet? Do you eat and drink well? This is a state banquet, okay? Can you say such vulgar polite words?

Besides, it's not your treat here? Can you speak this master's turn?

How presumptuous!

It seems that what he just said did not alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene. Yang Feng cancan smiled, pointed to the roast chicken at the table and said, "this roast chicken is good. Where did you buy it? I still have a kind of war for my country. Go on, fuck!

Under the direct advice of the ministers, the emperor's face became colder and colder, his lips moved, and the word "kill" in his mouth was about to spit out, but suddenly, a figure suddenly stood up and shouted, "who dare? If you dare to touch a hair of my master today, you can't live with my Yelv family, and my Yelv family's army will flatten your residence!"

"Yan'er, you..."

As soon as he said this, all the ministers were surprised, and the emperor looked at him inexplicably.

Why? For the sake of a small sixth grade Colonel, the lawyer is going to conspire openly? Is this man so important? Is he your father's illegitimate son? Do you protect him so much?

In other words, we are iron relatives. Why do you face him instead of me?

I married your aunt for nothing