The fish meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The taste of the spices completely covered the fishy smell. The fish meat was fresh and delicious, as if it was in the sea, directly subverting his previous view of fish meat!
"Your Majesty, how is it?"
All the ministers did not know what was going on, but when they saw Ying Zheng's expression, they were also shocked.
Was it not delicious?
Or was there a problem with the food and this kid wanted to harm the Emperor?
"It's so delicious!"
"Zhen has never eaten such delicious grilled fish!”
After recovering from his shock, Ying Zheng's face was filled with enjoyment as he gobbled up the remaining grilled fish.
"Little Seventeen, teach this skill to the royal chefs later and let them learn it too!”
"Now I know that it's not that the fish tastes bad, but that they're too stupid!”
"All these years, I've been eating pig feed!”
After tasting the delicious potatoes and grilled fish, Ying Zheng now thought of the dishes made by the imperial chefs, and felt like killing them.
"If Father likes it, then eat more!"
Ying Pingan was not stingy either, directly giving a big fish to Ying Zheng.
"Take it and let the royal chef share it. Let's go to the big tent!”Ying Zheng took the carp that was still emitting steam and handed it to a guard beside him.
"Yes, sir!"
The guard cupped his hands in obeisance and quickly went to do it.
"Ping 'an, let's go back too!"
Qi Chu held Ying Pingan's hand and said gently.
"Okay, Mother!"
Ying Pingan obediently followed them back. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and asked with a smile," Father-in-law, how's the toilet paper?”
"Cough cough…!"
Wang Ben was so frightened by her words that he started coughing violently.
The other ministers gasped!
Although Little Seventeen had been wandering outside, he was still the son of the king.
He was the king, and Wang Ben was his subject. What would His Majesty think if Little Seventeen called him father-in-law?
If Wang Ben had the same status as his father, Wang Jian, it would make sense, but he didn't!
"What? Is there a problem?"
However, Ying Pingan didn't think too much about it.
Since he was engaged to Wang Ben's daughter, this old man would be his father-in-law!
"No problem! My son can be called whatever he wants!”
With his hands behind his back, Ying Zheng said in a deep voice while walking steadily.
"Hiss…!"
Before the officials could recover from their shock, an even bigger wave came.
Needless to say, this sentence already proved Little Seventeen's status!
If it was an ordinary prince who was not liked, he would only be able to live a carefree life and might not even see the emperor many times.
Looking at the current situation, this kid was definitely not one of them!
Previously, the court was almost divided into two factions.
One faction supported Young Master Fusu!
The other faction supported Young Master Huhai!
Now that Young Master Huhai had been banished and this young master had appeared, perhaps the court would be in turmoil again!
"Thank you, Father!"
Ying Pingan imitated the adults and cupped his chubby little hands. "Hmm…!"
Ying Zheng nodded and continued," The paper you drew earlier is not bad. You can promote it to the entire Great Qin later. But that toilet paper seems to be a little lacking. It's not very useful!"”
"How is that possible?"
Ying Pingan immediately became unhappy. He jumped in front of everyone and blocked their way.
How dare you say that the toilet paper in my future life is useless?
That was the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom. How could it lose to a small bamboo piece?
And it was a piece of bamboo that could be used repeatedly!
"Your Majesty is telling the truth. I've already tried it. That thing is really not as good as a toilet token!”
"I just used some strength and it leaked. In the end, I found a wooden stick to solve it!”
Wang Ben stepped forward to prove it.
This was something he had personally experienced, so he had the most say!
Ying Pingan immediately frowned.
It was already starting to feel like a scene!
"Father-in-law, do you know the four great sorrows of life?”
"Four Great Sorrow?"
"It should be a family with four walls, losing his mother when he was young, losing his son in his later years, and being plagued by illness, right?”
Wang Ben thought for a while and figured that this was the most tragic thing he could do.
The other ministers nodded in agreement.
“NO，NO，NO！”
Ying Pingan stretched out his little hand and raised his index finger. He shook his finger while mumbling a string of English words.
"What's that?"
Although Ying Zheng could not understand English, he could understand hand gestures.
"Pee and pee, drink and pee, shit and fart!”
"Father-in-law, this is the third type!”
Ying Pingan covered his small mouth and laughed secretly.
“……”
The others were at a loss at first and were silent. Four seconds later, the entire audience burst into laughter.
"What a great Four Great Sorrow, hahaha!”
"Hahaha, this old man is dying of laughter.”
"Little Lord is right, General Wang is indeed!”"Haha…! I can't take it anymore, I can't even straighten my back!”
Zhang Han pointed at Wang Ben and laughed out loud.
Some of the ministers were already laughing until tears were in their eyes.
The Little Lord's words were shocking, and it hit the vital point!
"Haha! The four great sorrows of Ping 'an were neatly arranged and very suitable for the occasion!”
Even though Ying Zheng was a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg, a famous cold-faced King of Hell, he was still smiling unkindly at this moment.
Wang Ben's face turned purple, and he wished he could hide in a hole." Your Majesty, I didn't want to tear the paper, but the paper was too thin!”
"Forget it. The toilet paper is soft and needs to be wiped gently, not scraped like a toilet bowl. If you're using the wrong method, don't blame my toilet paper for not being good!”
Ying Pingan rolled his eyes and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
It was good that these old fellows didn't like it. This box of toilet paper was for her and her mother.
"So it was you who didn't use the right method. It's not that our Little Lord's things are bad!”
"I'll try it later. It definitely won't be the third sorrow!”
"General Wang is very strong, and his strength is relatively strong.”
"Haha…!"
After figuring out the reason, the ministers laughed again.
"The toilet token is hard, and the toilet paper is soft?"
"Err…! So that's how it is!"
Wang Ben stood rooted to the ground and scratched his head awkwardly.
"Your Majesty, Old Wang is a general, and his strength is uncertain. Why don't you let me, Old Zhang, try?”
"Your Majesty, I'm also willing to test it!"
"And I…!"
After figuring out how to use toilet paper, all the ministers volunteered.
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