When Feng Jiuer finished reading the pharmaceutical plan brought by Xiao Yingtao, Xing Zizhou was still feeding Xiao Yingtao soup.
"Slow down! And don't be in a hurry."
Xing Zizhou would give instructions from time to time, but he did not dare to neglect the movements of his hands.
Beside them, Leng Xuepiao was also drinking soup with her head down.
Feng Jiuer looked down at the chicken soup, leaned over, closed her eyes, and smelled it.
"It smells good!"
Feng Jiuer held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, spooning the soup into her mouth.
Not bad! Finally, she raised her head and drank the last bit of soup in the bowl.
"Rong'er's level is getting higher and higher." Feng Jiu'er put down the bowl and sighed softly.
"With her helping Yinan and Qinchun, we, Long Ying, will definitely have a place in the catering industry in the future."
Feng Yinan and Yue Qinchun started studying food after receiving a reminder from Tang Xiaohua and Feng Jiuer's approval.
Food is the most important thing for the people. This saying will never go out of style.
"Jiu'er, do you still want to drink?" Xing Zizhou put down the bowl and looked at Feng Jiu'er.
"That's enough for me." Feng Jiuer glanced at Little Cherry who pulled the basket, and slightly raised her lips.
"Leave the rest for your precious wife."
"It's not enough for me, I still want to drink." Xiaoying looked at the soup in the ladle and swallowed.
Xing Zizhou looked at her fondly, took out the ladle inside, and poured out all the soup.
Feng Jiuer didn't want to be disturbed, so she could only take the paper and sit next to Leng Xuepiao.
"Xuepiao, I think these places need to be changed."
"Say." Leng Xuepiao wiped her mouth and said.
Feng Jiuer pointed out several areas that needed to be changed, but the amount of changes were not very large.
If they want to make the best medicine, everything must be refined.
"Okay, I understand." Leng Xuepiao folded the covered paper.
"Little Cherry, do you have anything else to ask?"
"No more." Little Cherry shook her head with a smile, "I can rest assured that you are here!"
"Miss Jiu'er." A guard hurried over from the front yard.
Feng Jiuer looked back at him: "What's wrong?"
"Miss Jiu'er." The guard bowed his hand to her, "The family of the King of Ruchuan City is here."
Wang Yutang has not left Liuchuan City, and Fengli has not yet deprived him of his position as city lord.
In other words, I am waiting for an opportunity.
"Wang Yutang didn't come?" Feng Jiuer stood up.
"No." The guard shook his head and waved his hand, "They are Wang Yutang's parents, his wife and children."
"Yes." Feng Jiuer followed the guards and walked forward.
"Xue Piao, you go over first, I'll go check on the situation." Before Xiao Yingtao could finish her words, she was already following Feng Jiu'er.
Xing Zizhou looked at the things on the table.
Leng Xuepiao stood up and looked up at him: "Brother Xing, go ahead and I'll take care of it."
"Okay." Xing Zizhou nodded lightly, "Sorry to trouble you."
Front yard, main hall.
The five members of the Wang family were kneeling in the hall.
"Wang Tangzhuang pays homage to Lord Ye. Lord Ye is a thousand years old!" The old man of the Wang family leaned over and said, cupping his hands.
"Lord Ye, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" The rest of the people also paid their respects.
"Get up and talk!" Feng Li, who was sitting on the main seat, waved his hand.
"Thank you, Lord Ye." The Wang family said in unison.
Mrs. Wang and the old lady helped Wang Tangzhuang up on the left and right, and the eldest son of the Wang family behind them also stood up.
"Give me a seat." Prince Ye glanced at Yang Sheng who was not far away.
"Yes, Lord Ye." Yang Sheng accepted the order and walked towards the Wang family.
"please!"
The Wang family of four had just settled down when Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingtao came in.
The two of them almost walked together, glanced at the Wang family sitting on the left side of the main hall, and stopped when they approached the main seat.
"See you, Lord Night!" Little Cherry bowed.
"See dad." Feng Jiuer cupped her hands.
"Everyone, please sit down." Feng Li nodded lightly and said.
"Thank you, Lord Ye."
"Thanks, Daddy."
The two women were of similar height and shape, and were dressed similarly. They looked like sisters.
As soon as Feng Jiuer sat down on the right side, the Wang family members stood up again.
The four of them walked a few steps towards Feng Jiu'er and knelt down together.
"The princess is a thousand years old," Wang Tangzhuang shouted.
"The princess is a thousand years old." The rest of the people also knelt down and worshiped.
"Get up." Feng Jiuer stood up and waved her hands, "The old man of the Wang family is always strong and looking good!"
"Thank you, Princess." Wang Tangzhuang held his hands and was helped up by his family.
"I'm not in good health." He looked at Feng Jiu'er and shook his head, "My feet are weak and I need someone to help me walk."
"When people get old, they are no longer useful."
"I can treat your feet." Feng Jiuer said softly.
"But you came here today to see my dad, right? In that case, let's sit down and talk. If I have a chance, it won't be too late for me to show you your feet."
"Yes, Princess." Wang Tangzhuang turned around, bowed to Feng Li, and then walked towards the seat where he was just now.
Everyone, sit down again.
"Alas!" Wang Tangzhuang sighed lightly, "Lord Ye, not only am I useless as I age, my brain is also useless."
"To be honest, I came here this time to intercede for my son."
"Are you talking about Wang Yutang, City Lord Wang?" Feng Jiuer asked softly.
"Yes, yes." Wang Tangzhuang turned his eyes and looked at Feng Jiu'er.
"The child is guilty. He is not sincerely convinced. He is the emperor...and a member of Feng Qiongcang."
"So, the old man wants us to let him return to Feng Qiongcang?" Feng Jiuer frowned slightly.
"Do you, old man, also know that the Feng clan originally belonged to me and my father and daughter?"
"Back then, Feng Qiongcang killed his father and usurped the throne. Today, my father and I have a very clear purpose."
"Not really." Wang Tangzhuang shook his head and sighed again.
"It's true." His eyes kept lingering on Feng Li and Feng Jiu'er.
"Today, my son received the emperor's order. It was... Feng Qiongcang asked us, the Wang family, to commit suicide on our own."
"He blamed Xiao'er for the loss of the Black Pool Territory and wanted to destroy my Wang family."
Wang Tangzhuang was so excited that he coughed several times.
The two women of the Wang family were sobbing softly.
"Although I, Wang Tangzhuang, am not a big shot, I have made contributions to the Feng clan before."
"Yes, it was Feng Qiongcang who gave us a favor back then, but over the years, all the favors that should be repaid have been repaid."
"How could he be so cruel as to issue such a vicious imperial order?"
"Yes, Xi'er, how old are Chun'er and Xiaomei?" The old lady from my hometown cried bitterly, "We..."
"We don't regret dying, but children, children are innocent."
The old lady stood up, walked a few steps forward, and lay on the ground.
"Prince Ye, Princess, please, please save our Wang family."
"Although my husband and son have become city lords one after another, our family is neither greedy nor robbing. We really shouldn't end up like this."