Chapter 16: The Feast of the Hung Gate (1)

Old Man Luo said casually as if the elders were praising the younger generations, originally in terms of age, Old Man Luo was indeed much older than Fang Ling, but the etiquette was not based on age, but according to identity.

Even if he is the patriarch of a local noble clan, he is only a commoner in terms of identity, and although Fang Ling is young, he is the dignified King of Shicheng, so when Old Man Luo says this, it makes people feel full of arrogance and rudeness.

Fang Ling was not angry, but just smiled and said: "Old man Luo has won the award, Feng County has only improved slightly, where can it be compared to Luo County Ling and Yu County Order in terms of governance?"

Luo Zhi and the others were praised like this, and they thought that they were really valued by Fang Ling, and they couldn't help but feel a little proud, and they didn't forget to be modest.

Fang Ling said slowly: "This king has already set up a banquet in the mansion, but it seems that there are more people with you, and I am afraid that this small mansion will not be able to squeeze in." ”

Old Man Luo smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, these people are all here to see the freshness, Your Highness don't take it to heart, just let them stay outside later." ”

Cao Jingyuan snorted quietly when he heard this: "This is here to see the freshness, it is clearly here to get off the horse, they think that in this way, His Royal Highness will have to obey!"

Fang Ling listened to it, and there was no expression on his face, just a faint smile and a gesture of invitation.

So, each of the wang clans brought five or six courtyards and walked in together. While walking, the nurses were still very vigilant in scanning the courtyard inside and outside, and saw that there was indeed no one, so they were relieved.

As a result, there were fifty or sixty people in the entire house, and outside the house, the rest of the men and horses surrounded the place like iron buckets.

Coming to the hall, Fang Ling sat on the upper seat, and then motioned to the subordinates to serve the food, Old Man Luo and the others were originally very interested, but as soon as they saw that the dishes on the table were all green vegetables, tofu, eggs, green onions, and the like, all of them were clear soup and little water, and immediately showed a displeased expression.

Fang Ling pretended to be sorry and said: "Feng County here is not as good as Xihe County, I really can't treat you, but last time I was treated by you, and I was embarrassed not to return the courtesy, I said that the courtesy is light and righteous, and I ask you to be considerate of your neighbors." ”

Old Man Luo thought about it, the displeasure on his face lightened, and he waved his hand open-mindedly and said: "It turns out that Fengxian is so poor, even His Highness eats such food, I knew this, let's bring our own chef and dishes over, and let His Highness have a delicious meal." ”

The patriarch of the Zhongwang clan nodded yes again and again, and Old Man Lin said, "It's not too late now, Your Highness, then you wait a minute, I will immediately send someone to call the chef over and let you taste the local flavor of horse meat feast!"

Chen Mou sneered when he saw it, these patriarchs really regarded themselves as superior goods, didn't they hear that His Highness was being sarcastic?

Fang Ling said with a smile: "Old Man Lin doesn't have to bother, but if you really have a heart, I would like to ask you patriarchs to donate some silver to help the development of Feng County, what do you think?"

Originally, the patriarchs were still a little worried about coming to Feng County to eat, so they brought a bunch of people to come, which could be regarded as giving Fang Ling a dismount, but now when he heard him say this, they suddenly realized that they were just asking for this meal to raise money.