In the evening, as soon as the morning came, Brother Hui's pace was significantly faster.

Fan Puchang, who deliberately fell behind and wanted to say a few words to his grandson, saw him walking away in a hurry before he could go to his grandson's side.

What's the urgency? Or do people have three urgencies?

Fan Pu often looked at the two who turned his head to look at him in confusion, but saw that the two of them just smiled and nodded, but they didn't stop and came over to explain what they meant.

Fan Puchang had no choice but to give up, and walked in the direction of leaving the palace with his feet raised.

This grandson is really powerful, he became the emperor at a young age, and he can do it like this.

However, Fan Pu often thinks that this child's relationship with his relatives, with the grandfather and his wife in that country, and the old man who is idle at all.

Perhaps, this is because I have experienced life and death disasters with those few people.

Old man Tao and Xue Wenyu, who had already caught up with Brother Hui, were very sympathetic to Scholar Fan, if he knew that the emperor's grandson was in such a hurry, it was because he was worried about the roast duck hanging in the oven of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and he didn't know how Scholar Fan felt.

As soon as the group arrived outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, they saw a few people coming out of it, it was the Yang family and his wife, Mu Yingbao was sending people out.

"It's so embarrassing, I came to see Madame, but I brought something back." Fang said happily.

"Is there a courtesy, not to mention that it is not a valuable thing, as long as Mrs. Yang doesn't dislike it." Mu Yingbao responded with a smile.

At this time, they also found the person outside the door.

The Yang family and his wife bowed down and quickly knelt for Brother Hui; "Grass people, please greet Your Majesty."

"Well, let's get even." Brother Hui responded, sniffing lightly, his eyes fixed on the oiled paper bag that Fang was carrying.

This fragrance is definitely roast duck, I rushed back to the next court, I haven't seen it, I haven't eaten a bite, and I was given away by my mother, oh, one!

The Yang family and his wife got up and said hello to Xue Wenyu and Tao Qingyuan.

Both of them nodded their heads in response.

"Then I won't send you out of the palace, go slowly." Mu Yingbao originally wanted to send it, but looking at the few who came back from outside, she gave up.

The Yang family and his wife hurriedly said, Mrs. go back, how can Mrs. Lao send something and leave.

Seeing the guests leave, Mu Yingbao turned her head and saw that Brother Hui's eyes were still looking at the oiled paper bag in Fang's hand, and she felt angry and funny.

Stretched out his hand and scratched Brother Hui's nose; "Look at your little bit of talent, the dignified Ninety-Five Emperor of Yanguo is so stingy."

Poof, a few laughed on the side.

"Don't laugh, I see, you're no better than Brother Hui." Mu Yingbao didn't pull down the angry one.

It's just that I brought a roast duck back to the Yang family and his wife, they are old and young, as for this? It's not just one baked!

"Mother, it's okay if you give them gold, silver and jewelry, why give them roast duck." Brother Hui didn't blush, he still felt distressed.

Although even if the roast duck was not given away, it was eaten by other people in this heart cultivation hall, and the mother roasted it not only for him, who was a son, but it was distressing!

Mother baked it out of the oven, and no one of them could eat it, and there was one missing!

As soon as Mu Yingbao heard this, and then looked at the expressions of the others, she knew that they were all Brother Hui's idea.

She felt speechless, gold, silver and jewelry were fine, but if she gave a little bit of that thing, wouldn't she be able to buy a lot of ducks? How can one by one not be able to settle accounts!

"People have sent gold and silver, and I will give gold and silver jewelry as a gift in return?" Mu Yingbao said to them worriedly as she walked back.

Others are good to say, Brother Hui is now the king of a country, and he wants to care about the people of the world, but he is so stingy that he is reluctant to give up a roast duck!

If this thing spreads, I'm afraid it will make the world laugh off their big teeth.

"Huh? Oh, the son understands, they're here to give the honorarium, right, mother? Brother Hui came back to his senses and asked.

Mu Yingbao squinted at him; "Or else?"

"Well, even if they have a conscience, mother, my son doesn't know what's wrong recently, he has eaten a lot at noon, but he has been hungry for a long time." Brother Hui took Mu Yingbao's arm and smiled and coquettishly with her.

Mu Yingbao won't really give him a more serious child, nod the tip of his nose; "If you want to eat roast duck, just say it, don't talk nonsense."

Brother Hui smiled and dragged Mu Yingbao's arm to the oven room.

When she entered, Xue Wenyu didn't need her to speak, so she went out with Old Man Tao to get the roast duck.

Brother Hui looked into the stove on the side, and silently counted in his heart.

"How many are left?" Xue Wenyu turned his head and asked his daughter-in-law.

"Ask my son, and my son said he would keep a few of them." Mu Yingbao handed over the decision to Brother Hui.

She didn't teach him that it was wrong just now, it wasn't that serious at all, it was just Brother Hui's childlike nature.

What's more, not only Brother Hui was distressed, but Xue Wenyu and Old Man Tao were distressed, but when he just said that he would send a roast duck from the Fang family back to try it, Dongzhu Ya Dan Lin Chuan and them, one by one, were not distressed.

Giving away a roast duck means that their big guy has one less to eat!

Xue Wenyu looked at Brother Hui, who blinked his eyes wide and stretched out his fingers.

Every time I made roast duck, I kept two, and this time, Brother Hui was not embarrassed to keep three.

After all, my mother must have prepared other dishes for dinner, and if you keep three, you won't be able to eat them all.

Keeping one more also means that others have eaten one less, and Brother Hui is not embarrassed to do such a selfish thing.

Mu Yingbao didn't feel surprised at all, and went to stir-fry with a smile, not because the Yang family and his wife came, and chatted for a while, and the dishes were ready at this time.

Back in the kitchen, Mu Yingbao stir-fried, Brother Hui was busy putting dishes and chopsticks on the table, wine cups and wine jugs, but he couldn't bear to tear the roast duck.

"Didn't you say you're hungry, let's eat some roast duck to cushion your stomach first." Mu Yingbao said while making braised fish, and fried sour and hot shredded potatoes, mapo tofu, and kung pao chicken.

Xue Wenyu looked at the sauerkraut stewed vermicelli in the large casserole on the side, and brought it to the table.

"Stone, hurry up and eat. Don't worry, if they don't leave it for you, I'll bake two for you alone. Mu Yingbao said to the burning stone.

The stone looked out several times, thinking about his share of roast duck.

Stone smiled embarrassedly, Zeng stood up, and ran out.

The last dish came out of the pot and was taken away by Xue Wenyu, and Mu Yingbao walked to the table.

Seeing her sit down, Brother Hui and Old Man Tao reached out and began to pull the roast duck, and as soon as the two of them dragged it, half of the roast duck was gone.

Mu Yingbao wondered if the frequency of cooking roast duck should be more intensive.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, whether it is a few members of the family in the kitchen or other people who are doing things, they are all eating roast duck with relish.

And in a courtyard outside the palace, there was obviously a table of rumored dishes in front of him, but the people sitting there had no appetite......