I Am Supreme Chapter 36: This is something I touched!

　　 A few guards have an extremely absurd feeling.

　　 Thin gift?

　　 is indeed a small gift.

　　The five peaches dared to hold the door of the Grand Marshal of the Yutang Empire soldiers and horses, and they looked like they were not humble or polite...

　　 Awesome Young Master Yun!

　　The guard went in with slanted mouth and eyes to report.

　　 "Please."

　　The guard hurried out to pick up people. I thought, I don't know what the marshal would look like when he saw those peaches in a while. Thinking about it this way, there is some gossip...

　　 Yun Yang said thank you, carrying a few peaches into it.

　　 in front of the hall door.

　　 Mr. Wang smiled warmly: "Master Yun is here, the marshal is waiting in the hall."

　　As the old marshal Qiu, it is naturally impossible to come out to welcome him personally. In fact, with Yun Yang's current second-generation status, Mr. Wang felt that he was too much to come out to welcome him.

　　 But the old marshal took the initiative to entertain him, so Mr. Wang had no choice but to lower his respect.

　　 "There is work."

　　 Yunyang stepped into the hall with a grinning expression, and saw Old Marshal Yuan Qi Yuezhi sitting in the first place. An overwhelming momentum came oncoming.

　　 But Yun Yang's gaze was not on the old marshal, but on the face of another person in the room.

　　 This person is about 40 years of middle-age, with a face like a crown jade, and a face with Chinese characters. Although he is dressed in a casual robe, he is not angry and prestigious. He just sits here, faintly covering the whole world, and seems to have stepped on his feet.

　　 Although he tried his best to hide his aura, in Yun Yang's eyes, he couldn't hide it. What's more, this person Yun Yang has seen him, and more than once.

　　 Your Majesty the Emperor of the Yutang Empire!

　　 Yu Pei Ze.

　　 Yun Yang just glanced at it, then turned his head, his expression in his eyes remained unchanged. It's like seeing a stranger, a little curious, but a little cautious.

　　 "Master Yun is indeed the son of Yunhou, with the same heroic appearance." As the master, Qiu Jianhan spoke first.

　　"See Mr. Qiu." Yun Yang saluted somewhat cautiously: "I was summoned by the old man, the boy is extremely honored. This...ashamed, the boy's family is as poor as it is, and there is nothing...that...I heard from my father. , The old marshal likes to eat peaches...so..."

　　 Yun Yang lifted the peach in his hand.

　　 "Uh..."

　　Rao is the old fox, Marshal Qiu, who was almost crashed by Yun Yang's hands; for a while, he felt his head was not bent, nodded in a daze, forced a smile on his face, and smiled dryly. Said: "...cough cough, not bad, the old loves to eat peaches the most... come, put away... peaches."

　　 said in my heart, your **** father, Lao Tzu, has never seen each other very much. He actually knows that the old man likes to eat peaches? This is surprising, how come I don’t know...

　　I haven’t eaten peaches for so many years!

　　 little bastard!

　　 Old Marshal Qiu cursed in his heart, and his face was pleasant: "Since you are here, you are not an outsider. Come, come, I will introduce you. This is you... Uncle Yu, um, you have been in friendship with your father for many years. Up."

　　 "Meet Uncle Yu." Yun Yang saluteed cleverly: "Uncle Yu looks much younger than my father. At first glance, Uncle Yu is a high-ranking official and well maintained... Uh, this, life is happy, I feel happy Shu Chang, filial sons and daughters, family harmony...cough cough..."

　　 His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help laughing and laughing, and said: "Fine, you little fellow don't be nervous. Calling you over today is the old Marshal Qiu holding a family dinner. Don't be unintentional, don't be restrained, come and sit down."

　　 Yun Yang shrinks his hands: "My nephew...this nephew is not a martial artist, isn't he just a dude who eats and waits to die... In front of the two elders, where is my nephew's seat..."

　　 "Let you sit down, just sit down!" Old Marshal Qiu sipped.

　　 "Yes, yes." Yun Yang shuddered with fright, wincingly chose a stool, sat on half of his butt, and said nervously, "This...little nephew is frightened."

　　 Seeing that he finally sat down, the old Marshal Qiu and His Majesty the Emperor looked at each other, and both saw endless depression in the eyes of the other party.

　　Why is this kid so embarrassed!

　　 A series of exquisite dishes, usually brought up by running water, smelled so fragrant, and in an instant, there were more than 20 dishes on the table.

　　 "Would you like to drink?" Old Marshal Qiu was disappointed in his heart, and he spoke hard.

　　 "No... my nephew doesn't... don't drink." Yun Yang leaned forward and laughed.

　　 "Drink or not?!" The old marshal shouted violently.

　　 "...Drink!" Yun Yang raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead.

　　 "Full!" The old marshal drank again.

　　 "Yes, yes." Yun Yang hurriedly picked up the wine jar, first filled it with the old marshal, and then poured it on the emperor. After all, here, His Majesty the Emperor did not reveal his identity. If Yun Yang pours wine for the Emperor first, all the disguise will be over immediately.

　　 "Huh!" The old marshal's face became darker and darker, and he raised his glass: "It's done!"

　　 "This...little nephew eats food first..." Yun Yang's noodles were awkward.

　　 "Man, how can there be such a mother-in-law! Just let you do it!" The old marshal didn't fight.

　　"Yes, yes..." Yun Yang held up the wine glass with trembling hands, drank it, and choked: "Cough...cough cough cough..."

　　The old marshal and the emperor have a black line.

　　 What kind of people are I, I took a little time out of my busy schedule to touch the bottom of this guy, but I felt a lot of shit!

　　 This is too disgusting.

　　 "Let's eat something." The old marshal said disappointedly.

　　 "Yes, yes...your old man eats too, and Uncle Yu eats too...hehe, my nephew, my nephew is welcome." Yun Yang put on a posture of'I let go of the courage and pretend to be calm' As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed a large piece of meat, which was more than half a catty, and moved to his mouth.

　　 chewed twice, stretched his neck, like a giraffe, swallowed it, flatteringly smiled: "It's delicious..."

　　The veins on the old marshal’s forehead bounced.

　　 His Majesty the Emperor lowered his head with a black line on his face.

　　"...Hey!" The old marshal sighed, and drank his glass, but he drank his sorrows by drinking.

　　 "...it's done." Yun Yang stupidly raised his glass and drank it.

　　 "This child is quite honest..." His Majesty the Emperor sighed.

　　The old marshal sighed: "Yes, Yunhou is not at home all year round, my child..."

　　 Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered: Honest? Yesterday, this guy was arrogant and domineering and directly beat up the house of the minister of war, and even the father and son were crippled!

How can a person like 　　 be so honest?

　　 "Yun Yang."

　　"My nephew is here."

　　 "I ask you something."

　　 "Although the old marshal may ask, my nephew knows all the answers and talks endlessly."

　　 "Well, why did you yesterday... assaulted the family of Xie Wuyuan, the assistant of the military department?" The old marshal suppressed his anger.

　　 "This..." Yun Yang has a difficult face, expecting Ai Ai.

　　 His Majesty the Emperor winked. Can't let go? Ask when you get drunk.

　　"Drink!" The old marshal understood and took the initiative to raise his glass.

　　 "Yes, yes." Yun Yang cheers.

　　"Three more cups."

　　 "It's... this... ah, okay..."

　　咣咣咣.

　　 "The old man will accompany you three more drinks!"

　　咣咣咣!

　　"Come on, Uncle Yu will accompany you to three glasses."

　　咣咣咣.

　　 Yunyang let go of his stomach, eating and drinking. As he drank more and more, his movements became more and more relaxed. He actually started to raise his head and laugh, and he was flying wild.

　　 A piece of profound beast hind legs in his left hand, a large piece of profound beast hoof in his right hand, a bite on his left and a bite on the right, eating heartily, squinting his eyes, obviously the bones have been lightened by seventy or eighty jin, and he said floatingly: "No Fuck... Old Marshal, this meat is really delicious! Haha, today I can have a good meal, drink a good time, this wine... well, it's exciting!"

　　咣, I didn’t need anyone to persuade me, I drank a drink as soon as I raised my neck. Junxiu's face was already flushed, her body shook, her eyes blurred.

　　 is almost there.

　　 Both old men nodded secretly at the same time.

　　 "I ask you, Yun Yang, why did you hit someone yesterday?" The old marshal repeated the old saying.

　　 Yunyang drank a lot, with his tongue out, and his head up: "Hit him? Hit him... Uh, what's the matter? I didn't kill him! Hmph... Such scumbags, kill them earlier, early Clean!"

　　 "Why?" the old marshal frowned.

　　 "Why?" Yun Yang looked blurred, forced himself to sit soberly, and said loudly: "Old marshal, as you know, my nephew is not a good thing... My nephew is just a boy, my nephew... …"

　　The old marshal has a black line.

　　噗!

　　 His Majesty the Emperor almost sprayed out.

　　 "But my nephew, I know it!" Yun Yang shook: "Yesterday, I didn't want to worry about that nosy..."

　　 I was a nephew in the previous sentence, and then I became an old man.

　　 After a word came out, His Majesty and the old marshal looked at each other at the same time.

　　 What the **** is really seeing a ghost in broad daylight. In this Yutang Empire, some people claim to be Laozi in front of us...

　　 Qiu Jianhan's face was black, and he looked at His Majesty the Emperor with some complaints: I said no, you have to let me touch it. It’s better now, look at what I touched. ...

　　"But, old marshal, don’t you know? The man they bullied was actually a veteran! A remnant!" Yun Yang was righteous~IndoMTL.com~Fulfilled loyalty: "This veteran is fighting for the country and his body is already disabled. Life is difficult, and the son of Xie Wuyuan, who is a dog, wants to **** his wife! He also falsely accused others of stealing things from his house..."

　　 "My nephew is not a good thing!" Yun Yang said loudly, waving his arms, the huge hoofs in his hands were dripping with juice, splashing everywhere, the emperor and the old marshal avoided again and again, with a wry smile; Yun Yang was completely Weijue: "But my nephew still has a conscience! I also know that soldiers who fight for the country and are physically disabled are heroes!"

　　"They usually bully men and women, and ordinary people, that's all, I don't have time to be idle with them!" Yun Yanglang wailed, "Wow! But they can't bully the disabled! No, the little master has to do it!" Intervene, I will take care of it!"

　　 "So... I see the uneven road, draw a knife to help! Directly rushed into the door of Xie's house, punched and kicked, majestic!" Yun Yang blurred his eyes: "...This is for justice! Uh, uh... "

　　 hit a few alcohol hiccups, then raised my arms and shouted: "...for justice! For the hero! It's a pity that I don't have a knife in my hand..."

　　 Speaking of this, I seemed to sober up suddenly, shrinking my neck and sitting down, with my tongue out, and a flattering smile: "I don't dare to kill if I have a knife...hehehe..."

　　 Your majesty and the old marshal face like jujubes, each with a black thread, and their robes are dripping with juice, a mess. Although they are trying their best to dodge, where can they hide in a place as big as a table?

　　The old marshal has vegetable soup on his hair and beard. His Majesty the emperor can't get better there, there is still a fuzzy ball inside his neck...

　　 "This dish is unpalatable..." The old marshal sighed and looked down, both of them were dumbfounded at the same time!

How about 　　 dishes?

　　 meat?

　　 The table is empty.