Chapter 263 Fuwang pot

Fuwang Fat, not to mention the Ming Dynasty, will be recognized as fat even after a few hundred years.

The fatter a person is, the more likely they are to get hungry and afraid of heat.

When Yang Bingliang walked in front of King Fu under the leadership of the little eunuch, King Fu was eating pots. He was alone in front of a large pot three feet wide, in which all kinds of fresh delicacies were boiling. There were three long tables of ingredients around them, and some of the red meat was still beating slightly, as if it had just been cut.

King Fu's eyes rolled, and naturally a maid walked up to the ingredient and handed it to the cook in front of the pot. After the cook was ready, it was brought to the mouth of King Fu by the maid.

Fu Wang's side was a person Yang Bingliang didn't know.

"Don't say anything else, my brother ......" King Fu said a few words and moved his body, too fat, heavy breasts, and the two large pieces of fat that drooped down made him a little out of breath.

"My younger brother who sits in the Forbidden City, this pot is really a good thing. It's a little hot to eat around, and every time I finish eating, I'm sweating profusely. "It's more than three meters away from the pot, but it can be seen with the naked eye that King Fu still has a layer of sweat beads on his forehead. But today's Fu Wang seems to be in a bad mood.

"That's what the king did. The size, the distance, and the temperature are just right. What came out of the pot, scooped it out, and sent it to the king's mouth, just right. If it's far away, it's a little cold, and if it's too close, the charcoal under the pot will be a little roasting. "King Fu is quite proud, as if he is boasting about his great ability.

As she spoke, a maid brought a piece of fish to King Fu's mouth. King Fu only cared about talking, and did not eat. After saying it in one breath, he opened his mouth slightly.

"Poof......

The fish was spit out as soon as it entered the mouth.

"Bang Tang ......"

While the fish was still flying in the air, a room full of people had already knelt down.

King Fu didn't care, pointed to the cook next to the pot and said:

"The one who has no life in his hand can continue to kneel, and the one who is cooking beef, you can continue. The beef is not easy to get, it is all freshly slaughtered. Eating one piece is one less. ”

"Yes...... It's ......"

The poor cook stood up tremblingly, and when he reached out, he saw that the beef in his long spoon had long since disappeared. Only holding an empty spoon, standing dumbly next to the pot and pretending to cook something.

King Fu didn't look at the people kneeling on the ground at all, naturally someone would come forward to deal with it, and this kind of thing didn't need people like King Fu to move their lips at all.

"This king also found that this is the same relationship between me and my emperor's brother. If it's too far, it's a little cold, and if it's too close, it's either he's hot or I'm roasting. Isn't it? ”

Yang Bingliang standing under the corridor was a little strange, who was the person sitting next to King Fu? Why did King Fu speak like this, why didn't he say a word back, but like a dead man? But I didn't see King Fu blame.

As for why the fish meat was spit out by King Fu, it doesn't matter. The maids just now have all been replaced, and the remaining maids are still smooth and orderly. The maid who had been replaced was thrown directly under the porch. Only the cook, who had no beef in his hand, was still there with his hands trembling and pretending to cook, and then an unknown maid stood beside him with a plate waiting to be served.

King Fu didn't care, and continued to talk to the people around him:

"So everyone lied to each other. Isn't it? My brother is not ready to let go of King Chu, is he? It's okay, let's be clear. However, your King Chu shouldn't come to lie to me, right? Pretend you still have beef in your hands, don't you? ”

Thump!

Hearing this, the people around King Fu didn't move, but the cook knelt directly.

King Fu stood up and pushed it on the heads of the people around him. The cross-legged figure rolled to the center of the hall like a wooden sculpture in a temple.

Finally sat there cross-legged with a strange smile.

King Fu also stepped down from his seat, although he was fat, he didn't look like he was paralyzed into a lump of flesh on weekdays. He walked up to the cook, pointed to the man who was smiling cross-legged, and said:

"This is the one who came to deceive this king empty-handed, and now he has been made into a bronze corpse by this king."

He picked up a cook's long-handled spoon and struck it directly on the bronze corpse's head, making a sound of metal clattering.

"What, you also want to deceive this king?"

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare, the little ones are gone."

"If it's gone, you don't say it! You said that this king can blame you? Do you think this king is that kind of bastard? ”

Fu Wang knocked a spoon on the cook's head, and felt uncomfortable, so he turned around and began to look for it on the long table. Seeing that he couldn't find a good match, he began to run aimlessly through the hall like crazy again.

Everyone was stupid, Yang Bingliang heard the sound of the little eunuch who brought him in to pee. He also seemed to have a bit of an urgency to urinate, but he seemed to be able to hold it down.

After running around and finding nothing, King Fu put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath.

That's when they started running frantically while muttering all the time.

Finally, he saw the small golden hammer hanging from the waist of the armoured guard at the door.

"Hey, hey, hey" smiled, like a person who had fallen into an evil spirit, walked crookedly, and rushed to the cook with a small golden hammer. With a hammer, he slashed over.

The hammer was too heavy, and King Fu's unused arms were too soft, and from an outsider's point of view, it was as if the hammer was dragging a ball of fat meat and pounced on the cook.

"Peng!"

The hammer flickered over the cook's head and slammed into the kneeling cook's hand.

The cook didn't say anything, but King Fu fell directly next to the smiling bronze corpse. The head hit the bronze corpse's leg and let out a thud.

King Fu covered his head and pointed to the bronze corpse:

"Your master is the fat pig raised by the royal family in the pigsty, and you are just flies on the pig. What do you have to be proud of. What are you so proud of. ”

After saying that, he kicked it up.

"Ah............h

Naturally, the bronze corpse didn't make any sound, but King Fu covered his white fat feet and began to howl again.

There were a few little eunuchs next to him who looked up and probed their brains, and they couldn't make up their minds. Wang Yanyu, who was next to King Fu, was dead, and the old eunuch Tian Qingyuan was still outside to deal with the aftermath. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the subordinates who had been frightened on weekdays, except for kneeling on the ground and shivering, no one came in to greet them.

The guards outside the door could only stand there without the summons of King Fu.

"I ...... I ......"

King Fu picked up the small hammer on the ground, looked at the cook kneeling on the ground and the bronze corpse still sitting there cross-legged and smiling, he was actually stunned, not knowing which one he was going to smash first.

In the end, he chose a chef who seemed to be easy to work with.

However, the current Fu Wang looks too weak.

His golden crown had fallen, and he was panting from exhaustion, and his already loose clothes had been scattered in the run, and now he was even more unclothed.

In other words, the things that keep him high on weekdays are now gone, and he is more like a chef who handles the longest thing on weekdays.

Dehaired pork.

It's still the kind of pork that comes with it and is handy.

The panting King Fu didn't notice it, but Yang Bingliang, who was standing on the edge of the threshold, saw it. He saw the cook look up, and he saw the decisive look in the cook's eyes.

"Go take down the cook!"

At this moment, Yang Bingliang's official authority played a role, and the guards outside the door turned around and poured into the lobby.

King Fu didn't notice at all, he was about to beat the cook in front of him to death. There have been disturbances for so many days, plus the deaths of Wang Yanyu and Li Sisan. The anger in his heart can't be quelled by watching the guards kill.

The moment it was reported from the imperial court that his guards had assassinated the head of the cabinet on the street, he knew that his younger brother in the Forbidden City had begun to do something to him. However, it seems that he can't do anything.

In the eyes of Li Xiaoliu and Mo Jinghui, the countless human tragedies and people's livelihood caused by King Fu are definitely not the reason why King Fu thinks that the court and the emperor will take action himself.

In his opinion, His Majesty the Emperor in the capital just doesn't seem to let himself live.

However, why is it so easy to watch the guards kill people on weekdays, under the knife and hammer, the lives of other people's parents who have worked hard for more than ten years are so lost with the wind. But why does the hammer in his hand keep calling?

"Lord be careful."

He heard the noise of footsteps behind him.

Look back again............