Brother Zheng's arrival was beyond everyone's expectations.

At this moment, a middle-aged man ran up to Feng Quji and whispered a few words in his ear.

Feng Quji's expression suddenly changed.

After giving Feng Yong a fierce look, he quickly came to the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, I have violated the Crown Prince Wufang. Please punish me."

At this time, Feng Quji was extremely panicked.

He never thought that his son would cause trouble at the Wang family banquet.

Isn't this a plan to slap the prince and Wang Jian in the face?

If His Highness the Crown Prince makes a fool of himself today, then the Prime Minister Feng Quji will also be in trouble.

"Prime Minister Feng, why is this happening?"

Looking at Feng Quji who came forward to plead guilty, Brother Zheng had a look of confusion on his face.

Obviously still don't know what happened.

"Feng Yong, the son of Prime Minister Feng, is disrespectful to the Crown Princess."

Before Feng Quji could speak, Wang Jian spoke directly.

When Brother Zheng heard this, he glanced at Feng Yong and then at Ying Yu, and instantly understood what was going on.

"Although Feng Yong was disrespectful, he also learned the lesson he deserved. Let's end the matter here."

When Brother Zheng opened his mouth, everyone naturally did not dare to have an opinion.

Feng Quji on the side thanked him again and again.

As for Feng Yong, he was also sent back to Feng Mansion by the Wang family servants.

"This is not a court, you don't have to be cautious!"

The food and wine were served, but no one among the guests in the Wang family's mansion dared to move their chopsticks.

Brother Zheng saw this and spoke directly.

Ying Yu curled his lips when he saw this. It's hard for you, old man, to sit here without being restrained.

"Old General, this junior brought you some good things today. Do you want to take a look?"

When Wang Jian heard this, he immediately became interested.

Brother Zheng and others on the side also looked at Ying Yu curiously.

"Yingying, I want to ask you to do a small favor. If you do this..."

Ying Yu came directly to Wang Ying and whispered a few words in his ear.

The latter was ashamed, his face turned red, and he spoke quickly:

"Ah! I...I'll get ready right now."

Wang Ying exclaimed and ran away quickly.

The faces of Wang Jian and Brother Zheng on the side became ugly.

If this young man wants to whisper, wouldn't he find a place where no one is around?

How unbecoming it is to be so close to each other in such a large public place.

Some of the young guests around him had their eyes red with envy.

Wang Ying is the goddess in their hearts.

But looking at the prince and Wang Ying who seemed to be flirting, they could do nothing.

The only thing I can do is to immerse myself in the work.

Didn’t you see that Feng Yong, who just wanted to cause trouble, was beaten so hard that he couldn’t even recognize his own father?

With this precedent, who would dare to jump out?

"It's so mysterious. What weird things have you made, kid?"

Brother Zheng looked at Wang Ying running away, and looked at Ying Yu with some confusion.

Ying Yu chuckled:

"Father, you will know in a moment. I guarantee you have never seen it."

"Haha, when the prince said this, I am really looking forward to it."

"Don't worry, old general, I will never let you down."

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, seeing that everyone was almost done eating, Ying Yu spoke directly:

"Father, General Wang, we should have almost prepared the gifts. Why don't we let the servants bring them up first so that the guests can taste them together?"

When Wang Jian and Brother Zheng heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Judging from the meaning of Ying Yu's words, it is obvious that the gift he prepared should be a kind of food.

Brother Zheng, who is a foodie, suddenly felt impatient.

"Now that it's ready, why don't you present it quickly."

Ying Yu was speechless, as expected, everything changed when his father came.

He waved helplessly to Wang Ying in the distance.

When Wang Ying saw this, she immediately ordered her servants to come in carrying trays one by one.

As bowls of crystal-clear ice drinks were delivered to each table, exclamations also began to ring out.

"This...this is actually ice."

"OMG."

"How can there be ice in April? Isn't this incredible?"

Looking at the pieces of broken ice floating on the water in the bowl, everyone looked in disbelief.

This is the first gift that Ying Yu prepared: ice.

Although it is only April, the weather has already turned hotter.

The climate during this period of Da Qin was different from that of later generations.

Winter will come earlier, and it will end earlier.

Although the weather in April is not unbearably hot yet, you can still feel the great heat of the sun.

"This... this ice water is so comfortable to drink. It cools the heart after one sip, and it also has the fragrance of honey cinnamon."

"This banquet is really not in vain. A sip of this ice water is really worth it."

In the hall, Brother Zheng frowned slightly as he listened to the noisy sounds outside.

The same is true for Wang Jian and others.

Don't even know what's going on.

But when Wang Ying followed, she brought two bowls of honey-osmanthus ice drink and placed them in front of Brother Zheng and Wang Jian.

The expressions of the two people suddenly changed.

"This is the first gift given to the old general by the junior. Let the old general try how it tastes."

First gift?

Could it be that there is a second copy?

Wang Jian looked at Ying Yu with some confusion.

"This...how is this ice made?"

But Brother Zheng’s focus is obviously not on how many gifts he has.

"Father, I just used some small tricks. It's actually very simple."

Tips?

Very simple?

Brother Zheng stared at Ying Yu, already having other suspicions in his mind.

In his opinion, the bowl of ice water in front of him must have been made using immortal magic.

Thinking of this, Brother Zheng felt a trace of jealousy in his heart for no reason.

This kid is so outrageous.

I have never seen him care so much about my birthday.

But whenever I give Wang Jian a gift, I always use the magic of the Immortal family.

It's obvious that he doesn't take his father, his biological father, seriously.
To be continued...