Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 175
Over there, Lan Yueru was still mocking Lin Haifeng.

"Senior brother Qing Xiao should really come and see, so that he can recognize Feng Qian's true face of hypocrisy as soon as possible!"

"Mr. Mu is also blind. My cousin didn't fall in love with such an outstanding person, but she fell in love with a woman with a vain appearance. She is really superficial, superficial!"

"You are not allowed to say that about Senior Brother Qing Xiao! Senior Brother Qing Xiao was just deceived!" Lan Yueru tried her best to protect Mu Qingxiao, but suddenly she let out a cry, and something sneaked up on her waist. She looked around, annoyed Said, "Who? Who is attacking me?"

As soon as she made a sound, everyone around her looked at her strangely, feeling baffled.

Especially the chess fan sitting next to them couldn't bear it any longer, and said: "I said you two have been talking bad things about Miss Feng from the beginning to the end, are you spies sent by Nanyan Kingdom?"

Lan Yueru blushed immediately, and argued, "Who are you calling a spy?"

"If you are not spies, then why do you keep mocking Miss Feng? Where did Miss Feng provoke you?"

"Exactly! If you are not spies, shut up immediately! We will never tolerate anyone booing for Miss Feng!"

"Yes, it will never be tolerated!"

For a time, the crowd was excited.

Lan Yueru was so angry that her face turned from red to purple: "Do you know who I am? How dare you humiliate me?"

"Cut! Who cares who you are?"

"Do you want to fight dad? Tell you, it's useless to fight grandpa! We don't eat this!"

"I hate bullies the most!"

"Destroy our mood of watching chess, even if you are a princess, we can still scold you!"

"You..." Lan Yueru was still about to open her mouth to argue, but Lin Haifeng stopped her in time: "Forget it, cousin! We don't have the same knowledge as them!"

Seeing that she had committed public anger, Lan Yueru had no choice but to bear the anger secretly.

The corner of Feng Tianrui's mouth curled slightly, showing a sly smile.

In the royal palace, in the Hongwen Hall, the ministers talked a lot.

"Why didn't Baizi leave?"

"Heizi's move is really clever!"

"Bai Zi is in trouble!"

"Sikong Shengjie is indeed a white-haired chess madman, his moves are extraordinary!"

"It's going to be very difficult for Miss Feng to win!"

"..."

Seeing the chess board, Feng Cang couldn't help shaking his head: "Girl Feng's chess skills are obviously not at the same level as Sikong Shengjie's. She's okay against ordinary chess players, but when she plays against top players, she immediately shows timidity."

Li Rongde sneered and said, "President Feng, why do I look at it, do you want Sikong Shengjie to win? Don't forget, Sikong Shengjie is from the South Yan Kingdom, and Miss Feng is from the North Yan Kingdom! You are from the North Yan Kingdom! Your prime minister, don’t let your hearts go to other countries, and step down our chess players!”

Feng Cang looked displeased, stared at him and said: "Master Li, don't take things out of context! When did the truth turn to another country?"

Li Rongde was not afraid of his words, and retorted: "The chess game has just begun, and the outcome has not yet been decided. Prime Minister Feng asserted so quickly that Miss Feng is not as good as Sikong Shengjie. Isn't it because she has a heart for another country?"

"You spitting blood!" Feng Cang was furious, and suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

This movement shocked everyone present.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at Feng Cang in unison.

Feng Cang came back to his senses, was startled to realize his gaffe, and hurriedly bowed to the hall: "My minister lost his composure, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Xuanyuan Che stared at him indifferently with cold eyes, and said leisurely: "Everyone has disputes about the chess game, and that's okay! Guess, this game of chess will be a long-lasting tug-of-war! Why don't we take advantage of the gap between watching the chess game?" How about taking a gamble and adding to the fun?"

After his words fell, a minister immediately stood up to respond.

"It's rare for the king to be so elegant, and the humble minister is willing to accompany him!"

"My minister also agrees!"

"Your Majesty, how do you gamble?"

Xuanyuanche pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said, "There are more than a dozen jars of century-old vintage wine in Gu's wine cellar. You can place your own bets on whether the white or black side will win or lose. If the bet is right, Gu will give him a jar." How about a century old wine?"

All the officials heard that there was a century-old wine to drink, and they were all salivating and eager to try it.

"Your Majesty, can you really place bets at will?" Someone asked tentatively.

Xuanyuanche nodded: "It's just a game, you don't need to worry too much, just bet according to your inner thoughts!"

Hearing this, the ministers were relieved and whispered to each other.

"Master Chen, who are you going to vote for?"

"Although I also want Miss Feng to win, it is obvious that Sikong Shengjie has a higher chance of winning, so I vote for Sikong Shengjie!"

"I also voted for Sikong Shengjie! That's a hundred-year-old wine! The fine wine that has been stored since the time of the previous king's king must be extremely mellow. Just thinking about it makes me drunk!"

"Look at your virtue! Are you ashamed?"

"This old man is called true temperament!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Listening to the joking words of other ministers, Li Rongde asked Feng Cang: "President Feng, who do you plan to vote for?"

Feng Cang glared at him angrily: "If you put aside the identities of the two chess players and compare them only in terms of chess skills, the truth is that they are more inclined to vote for Sikong Shengjie. Master Li, what about you?"

Li Rongde raised his eyebrows, and said: "Since Fengxiang voted for Sikong Shengjie, then I must vote for Feng girl! Who made me and Fengxiang have a natural incompatibility?"

Feng Cang smiled coldly: "Looks like Truth can only enjoy the centuries-old wine by herself."

Li Rongde snorted coldly: "That may not be the case!"

Seeing the two ministers coming and going, not giving in to each other, Xuanyuan Che secretly laughed in his heart. One of them is the queen's father, but he doesn't think highly of his own daughter. Knowing the truth in the future, I don't know what kind of funny expression it will be.

He couldn't help but look forward to it.

On the side, the little prince waved his hands enthusiastically: "Father, my son will vote for Baizi to win!"

The friends beside him, Luo Feng and Xinggu also raised their hands and waved them.

"We also cast white stones!"

"Whoever His Royal Highness votes for, we will vote for!"

The three little guys looked at each other and smiled, pure and innocent.

Xuanyuanche glanced at the little guys, a soft light overflowed from his eyes unconsciously, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said to Eunuch Zhao beside him, "Okay, write it down!"

After a round of betting, four-fifths of the people at the scene voted for the blacks, and only a few one-fifths voted for the whites.

After reporting the results of the betting, Eunuch Zhao asked Xuanyuan Che, "Your Majesty, who do you bet on to win?"

Hearing his question, other ministers also looked over.

Yes, who wins the Wang Shangtou?
The king's preference is too important to them.

They must be betting according to the king's preferences. Although the century-old wine is good, it is not as good as betting on the king!

Xuanyuanche narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and his eyes became deep and ethereal. He said leisurely: "It's just a game, so I won't participate in it!"

All the ministers breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

(End of this chapter)