Invincible Super God Plug-In 999

Twenty taels of silver, for a monarch, is much more than twenty taels of money to send beggars. When the eunuch came out with a small box of silver in his hand, Li Yamin was triumphant, and he used this to mock Fang Heng, that they are not even as good as beggars.

Li Yamin thought about this idea for a long time before he came up with it. At that time, he was showing off to the ministers, excited for a long time, and he would definitely be able to slap Fang Heng in the face.

It's a pity that Li Yamin made a wrong calculation. Fang Heng's gift is more disgusting than his! Shen Liuer and Luo Qian looked at each other and smiled. They could imagine Li Yamin's expression when Fang Heng took out the gift.

Fang Heng didn't accept the money for the box, he evoked an intriguing smile, and said solemnly: "Just in time, I also prepared a gift for you, Liu Er, bring it here."

"Yes!" Shen Liu'er took out the box.

The faces of Li Yamin and his ministers changed. They saw that the outer layer of cloth was wrapped like an urn, and their expressions were very ugly. It was clearly something for the dead. Fang Heng took it out in front of everyone. What do you mean?

Fang Heng smiled evilly, and slowly opened the box. Li Yamin stretched out his head curiously, and it turned out to be a box of dirt!

Li Yamin was dumbfounded, no one would give mud as a gift! He thought that giving him twenty taels of silver was cruel enough, but he didn't expect Fang Heng to be even more cruel, and gave him a handful of mud directly. What's the use, let him eat dirt?

The faces of the ministers are not so good, since ancient times, there has never been such a shabby gift, Fang Heng is clearly humiliating them in front of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, Miyaguo!

"There is an ancient saying: No matter how big a country is, it must fight for every inch of land; no matter how small the mountains and rivers are, it will not give up an inch of land! Today I brought a box of clay from the Spiritual Venerable, which represents the land of my Spiritual Venerable, no more, no less, exactly one zhang!" Fang Heng suppressed a smile, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "Today, I will give an inch of the land of the Lingzun to the Miya Kingdom. Its value is incalculable and incalculable..."

"You get my spirit statue with a foot of soil. In the future, you can pour cow dung and scatter ashes, and the flowers you plant will be more beautiful. I know the gift is heavy, so you don't need to thank me~". "Fang Heng finished speaking in one breath, his eyes were full of unstoppable smiles, Shen Liuxin and Luo Qing also had a hard time holding back their laughter.

Li Yamin's face felt like eating shit, Fang Heng said that a box of soil was so noble, and it was mentioned at the national level. Could he refuse? If he started a war for this, he would still be at the wrong side.

Especially what Fang Heng said at the end of pouring cow dung and spreading ashes, he was clearly referring to Sang Huai, calling him cow dung, cursing him to die without a place to bury him, so he can only be put in this small box!

Li Yamin was so angry that he almost vomited blood, gritted his teeth, and his eyelids twitched, wishing that someone would take them down immediately!

Zhao Songcheng felt sorry for Li Yamin outside the door. He had experienced Fang Heng's ability to hate others. Li Yamin disgusted him like this, and in the end it would only make him more and more embarrassed.

At this time, the hall was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded staring at the clay box. Only Fang Heng dared to play with heartbeats like this. Anyone else would have been hacked to death ten times or eight times! Obviously it was a box of clay, but When it comes to the country, everyone is so angry that they have nothing to say, which makes them very depressed.

Fang Heng was full of smiles and asked someone to give this box of soil to Li Yamin. Although Li Yamin didn't want to accept it, he couldn't refuse it openly, so he had to suppress his unhappiness, showing a bitter smile, and accepted this "gift". As for the twenty taels of silver, he didn't even dare to mention it. Shame on me.

Obviously, Fang Heng won this confrontation again.

Li Yamin coughed twice in embarrassment, and said slowly: "Master Fang, it's getting late, the banquet is about to start, please take a seat."

Fang Heng's position was the highest seat on the right. There was nothing wrong with the arrangement of the seats, but the table was empty, there was no drink, and the seat opposite him was empty, but it was full of food, more abundant than other ministers.

Fang Heng showed an imperceptible sneer, walked over slowly and sat down.

Li Yamin pretended to be concerned and said: "City Master Fang is exhausted, and he must have eaten nothing on the way. Come here, and serve City Master Fang delicacies from the imperial dining room."

I saw the maidservants coming up with a tray, and there were three bowls on it, one of which contained a bowl of soup. There was no seasoning in the soup, just a bowl of plain water with a vegetable floating on it. No oil was seen.

This bowl of boiled vegetables was placed in front of Fang Heng.

The other bowl is white rice, with a shredded carrot sprinkled on it, that's right, it's just one, and then there's nothing left!

This bowl of rice was placed in front of Shen Liuer.

The last bowl was even worse. It was a bowl of white noodles, without even soup, and the noodles were messed up, so I had no appetite at all.

This bowl of noodles is for Luo Qian.

This is boring! When Fang Heng saw this, he didn't even move his chopsticks. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and directly threw the cigarette case on the table. This pack of cigarettes was worth a hundred times more than this green vegetable.

On the contrary, Li Yamin became interested, and said seriously: "City Master Fang, these dishes have a lot of background, the dish in front of you is called Azure Dragon Playing in the Water, Raptors Crossing the River, it fits your identity very well, Imperial Dining Room Specially made, hahahaha." At the end he laughed himself.

Fang Heng just rolled his eyes at him silently and didn't speak. It is obviously just a bowl of boiling water to scald vegetables, without even adding oil and salt, and you still say it so noble, who are you scaring?

Li Yamin continued to point to the bowl of rice and said: "The bowl of white snow in front of Ms. Shen is a little red. It is also specially made by the imperial dining room. It is specially tailored for Ms. Shen, which is very suitable for the girl's Artistic Conception. "

Put a shredded carrot on top of a bowl of white rice noodles, it is really a little red, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Shen Liu'er curled her lips and sat upright, not even moving her chopsticks

When it came to Luo Qian's bowl of noodles, Li Yamin said: "This is three thousand pieces of white silk cut continuously. It is also tailor-made for Miss Luo. It is made by the top chef of the imperial dining room. The taste is first-class and delicious. Lock the noodles The most original taste, very suitable for girls."

Is it possible not to lock in the taste? Just a bowl of broken noodles, without any green onion, it really is the most original taste, and it is justified.

(Well done) Luo Qian's expression was indifferent, she didn't even look at the white face, she sat quietly with no expression on her face.

All the ministers were sniggering below. This was Li Yamin's intention to make things difficult for Fang Heng and the others. The most low-level officials had delicacies on their tables, big fish and meat, but Fang Heng and the others only had a vegetable, a bowl of rice and a bowl of noodles. No oil at all, naked need to humiliate them plant.

Li Yamin looked very happy, laughed, and said triumphantly: "The chef of our imperial dining room knew that the three of them were coming, so he specially made these three delicacies. Please try them quickly, and don't disappoint our imperial dining room.

This reason was ridiculous, Shen Liu'er and Luo Qian's faces were ugly, their teeth itched with hatred, and they couldn't help but slapped the table to get angry.

Only Fang Heng remained calm, picked up a cigarette and put it in front of the bowl, and flicked the cigarette butt, causing the ash to fall into the soup. He suddenly realized that the so-called imperial kitchen chef's special dish was an ashtray for garbage.

This kind of thing can only be regarded as garbage...