In the evening, Brother Hui's pace was obviously much faster as soon as he was about to go.

Fan Puchang, who deliberately left behind and wanted to say a few words to his grandson, saw him hurriedly walking away before he could even walk to his grandson.

Is there any important urgent matter? Or is there three urgent matters in people?

Fan Puchang looked at the two people who turned their heads to look at him in confusion, but saw that they just nodded with a smile, but did not stop and came over to explain the meaning.

Fan Puchang had no choice but to give up and walked towards the direction of leaving the palace.

This grandson is really amazing. He ascended the throne at a young age and is truly unprecedented and unparalleled.

But Fan Puchang felt that this child had no way of comparing his relationship with the prince and his wife, and the old man who was idle.

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

Old Man Tao and Xue Wenyu, who had already caught up with Brother Hui, felt very sympathetic to Grand Secretary Fan. If he knew that the emperor's grandson was leaving so quickly, he was thinking about the roast duck hanging in the oven of the Yangxin Hall, and he didn't know what Grand Secretary Fan felt.

As soon as the group arrived outside the Yangxin Hall, they saw a few people coming out. It was the Yang couple, and Mu Yingbao was sending them out.

"I'm so embarrassed, but I came to see my wife, but I brought something back." Fang said happily.

"Is it a reciprocity exchange? Besides, it's not a valuable thing. Just don't dislike Mrs. Yang." Mu Yingbao responded with a smile.

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

The Yang couple was stunned and quickly knelt down to Brother Hui; "Caomin greets His Majesty."

"Well, let's just flat." Brother Hui responded, sniffing his nose gently, and his eyes were also staring at the oil-paper bag in Fang's hand.

The fragrance is definitely roast duck. I rushed back after going down the court. I haven't seen it yet and I haven't eaten a bite. I ended up giving it to someone by my mother, oh, one!

The Yang couple stood up quickly and asked Xue Wenyu and Tao Qingyuan again.

Both of them nodded, as a response.

"Then I won't send you out of the palace, let's go slowly." Mu Yingbao originally wanted to send you off, but he gave up when he looked at the few people who came back outside.

The Yang couple said hurriedly, "Madam, let's go back, why did Mrs. Lau give her some to leave?"

Seeing the guests leave, Mu Yingbao turned his head and saw Brother Hui's eyes looking at the oil paper bag on Fang's hand. She felt angry and funny.

He reached out and scraped Brother Hui's nose; "Look at your promising prospects, the dignified Nine Five Lord of Yanguo is so stingy."

Puff, several people laughed out loud.

"Don't laugh, let me see, you are not as good as Brother Hui." Mu Yingbao was so angry that he didn't pull him down.

But I brought a roast duck back to the Yang couple. They were all old and young, so what? Didn’t they just roast one!

"Mother, you can give them gold, silver and jewelry, why give them roast duck?" Brother Hui did not blush and still felt distressed.

Even though the roast duck was not sent out, it was eaten by other people in the Hall of Peace of Heart. When the mother roasted it, she didn't just give it to him as her son, but she just felt sorry for her!

My mother baked it in a stove, but her own people couldn't eat it, and she actually lost one!

When Mu Yingbao heard this, he looked at the expressions of the others and knew that they were all Brother Hui’s idea.

She felt speechless. Both gold, silver and jewelry were fine, but if you gave it a little bit, wouldn’t you buy a lot of ducks? Why do you think you can’t settle the score one by one?

"I have sent gold and silver, so I will give gold, silver and jewelry as a gift?" Mu Yingbao said to them with concern while walking back.

Others are ready to say that Brother Hui is now the king of a country and wants to care about the people of the world. He is so stingy that he can't bear to give up a roast duck!

If this matter is spread, it may make the world laugh.

"Ah? Oh, my son understands that they are here to give me a reward, right? Mother?" Brother Hui came back to his senses and asked.

Mu Yingbao looked at him with a squint eyes; "What about that?"

"Well, they have a conscience. Mother and son don't know what happened recently. They were very full at noon, but they were already hungry." Brother Hui held Mu Yingbao's arm and smiled and acted coquettishly with her.

Mu Yingbao wouldn't really be serious about him, so he lit up his nose; "If you want to eat roast duck, just say it, don't talk about it."

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

When Xue Wenyu went in, she didn't have to speak, so she picked up the roast duck with Old Man Tao.

Brother Hui looked into the stove from the side, and silently lit up the number in his heart.

"How many?" Xue Wenyu turned his head and asked his wife.

"Ask my son, I will keep a few if I keep them." Mu Yingbao handed over the decision to Brother Hui.

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

What's more, it's not only Brother Hui who felt sorry for him, but Xue Wenyu and Old Man Tao who just said that they would send Fang's roast duck back to try it out, Dongzhu Yadan Linchuan and others, each of them was not heartbroken.

Giving a roast duck out means that they all eat one less!

Xue Wenyu looked at Brother Hui, and Brother Hui blinked his big eyes and stretched out his hands with two fingers.

Every time I made roast duck, I kept two. This time, Brother Hui didn’t have the nerve to keep three.

After all, my mother must have prepared other dishes for dinner. If she leaves three, she will not eat them all.

Leaving one more means that others eat one less, and Brother Hui doesn't have the nerve to do such selfish things.

Mu Yingbao was not surprised at all and went to cook with a smile. It was not because the Yang couple came, and after chatting for a while, the dishes were ready.

When he returned to the kitchen, Mu Yingbao cooked dishes, Brother Hui was busy putting bowls and chopsticks on the table, and wine pots, but he just endured it and didn't reach out to tear the roast duck.

"Didn't you say Ele.me, eat some roast duck to make your stomach first." Mu Yingbao said, making braised fish, and then frying hot and sour potato shredded potatoes, Mapo tofu, and Kung Pao chicken.

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

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

Shi Tou looked out several times, thinking about his roast duck.

Shi Tou smiled embarrassedly, Zeng Di stood up and rushed out.

The last dish was served and was taken away by Xue Wenyu, and Mu Yingbao walked to the table.

Seeing her sitting down, Brother Hui and Old Man Tao reached out and started pulling the roast duck. When the two of them pulled, half of the roast duck disappeared.

Mu Yingbao thought about whether to make roast duck more frequent.

In the Heart Hall, no matter how many families in the kitchen or other people who do things, they are eating roast duck with relish.
Chapter completed!