"What are you doing? What are you doing? Didn't you hear the opera inside? Let Lord Gao Xiang sweep away the fun and let you guys go with it." Gao Qianchi has never been as proud as he is today. His three gifts to Gao Taiyuan were praised by the Prime Minister. He wiped out his previous shame. Not only did the matter of Lishui Village be eliminated, but he also became the new steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he would undoubtedly become the target of subsequent dignitaries and nobles.

Gao Qianchi's goatee and his small eyes narrowed into a line showed a shuddering shudder. The new official took office for three fires. On this important day, a short-eyed servant actually clamored at the door with the guests who gave gifts. Gao Qianchi felt that he had put his green servant uniform on a height of history. The maids and servants around him saluted to Gao Qianchi's exaggerated four-sided hats on Gao Qianchi's head, which made Gao Qianchi feel unprecedented satisfaction. From time to time, he pinched the pink faces of the maids standing next to the aisle, and from time to time, he was farts of some servants who didn't like him.

He kicked up his chest and occasionally gave a few charming eyes to the ladies and ladies who looked at him in the distance. His wheat-colored sunny skin made the women even more reluctant to go back and threw their charming eyes at Gao Qianchi. Feeling the glory of today, he called Gao Xiang "Long live, long live, long live". He just thought about it in a daze and found a little awkward. If Gao Xiang really became the emperor, he would undoubtedly become the general manager of the Dawen, so he sincerely hoped that Gao Xiang could retain the original glory. As for whoever became the emperor, as long as Gao was not as good as the emperor, he would be able to do so.

When he saw the man with scars on his face standing in front of him, he was still secretly surprised. He quickly thought about a solution in his head.

How could Gao Qianchi not remember Huangsha, the former hero, but there were bandits in that place. As for how Huangsha escaped, this was not at all considered by him. Looking at the acquaintance standing in front of him, Gao Qianchi shouted: "Tie these two thieves for me."

"Master, it's unfair."

"Put their mouths and send them to the woodshed for good care. No one can see them without my permission."

There is a tree in the east, fifty feet high, called peach. The son has three feet and three inches in diameter, and it is delicious with a nucleus, which makes people live longer.---《Shenyijing》

Making a birthday and eating a birthday peach has become a custom. The custom of giving "day peaches" to people should be traced back to the legend of Queen Mother of the West giving peaches to Emperor Wu of Han. In Chinese folk legend, Emperor Wu of Han advocated the path of immortality, Queen Mother of the West sent an envoy to tell him that he would come at a certain moment. On the night of July 7, the Queen Mother of the West took a cloud car to the west side of Emperor Wu of Han's palace. There were three blue birds standing on the left and right of Queen Mother of the West. Queen Mother of the West gave Emperor Wu of Han five big peaches and told him: "This is an immortal fruit that only bears fruit every three thousand years." The gift of peaches here implies the meaning of giving birth to a birthday. This is why the people later placed birthday peaches and gave birthday peaches to the old man on his birthday.

Gao Qianchi knew the importance of today's birthday party. He didn't remember how much white flour and powdered sugar was spent in front of him, and he didn't care whether these fine white flour might support a large family of farmers. When Gao Xiang showed a bright smile like Maitreya Buddha, he had proved the value of making a large dough like a fairy peach.

"Grandpa, I want to eat that big peach." An old man in yellow clothes and white beard hurriedly asked his servant to take his grandson away in embarrassment, but all this had been heard by Gao Taiyuan not far away.

"A wild boy who doesn't know how high the sky is? Don't you know that this thing will destroy his teeth? Come on, let the boy swallow this thing, and you can't finish it today, so you don't have to go back."

With a 'bang', a whole cooked red carp that was almost as long as a chopstick was thrown to the old man in yellow.

"The Prime Minister, the subordinates are not strict in discipline and are willing to take on my grandson's behalf."

The old man in yellow knew about Gao Prime Minister's cruelty. If he could not give up his troops to protect his commander at this moment, his family might not be able to survive. He glanced at his grandson who had to follow him to join in the fun, and then he swallowed the red carp into his mouth in a whole bone and flesh. The old man's mouth soon oozed a trace of blood, and then he covered his throat and fell to the ground, twisting around in pain like a loach falling into the plaster until he didn't move any more.

"He really thought he was a cat. He threw this wild boy into the river to feed the fish. Since this old guy had eaten other people's descendants, his grandson would go to feed the fish, and he would just report it back and forth. Didn't I do a great good deed? Everyone said it? Hahaha." Gao Taiyuan's laughter sounded particularly cunning, making everyone unable to help touching his throat. Today they have eaten a lot of good things such as bear paws, monkey brains, and shark fins. If they say the wrong thing, wouldn't they turn into food from the mouths of those wild beasts and big fish?

Just when everyone was in danger, a man dressed in a housekeeper brought a bowl of steaming noodles into the corridor with a bowl of steaming noodles. The man's movements came too fast, and the guards who were half kneeling on the ground had no time to stop them. After a few small steps, the housekeeper who bent down and bowed his head delivered a bowl of fragrant birthday noodles to Gao Taiyuan: "Master, the birthday noodles you want, I wish you a hundred years of longevity, today every year, today every year."

"Well said it, reward." Gao Taiyuan's stinking face, which was originally twisted, immediately smiled happily because of the auspicious words from the person who came.

Duan Zhengxing, who was sitting next to Gao Taiyuan, seemed to think that the voice of this servant sounded a little familiar, but he was already scared by the moody Gao Taiyuan, so he was almost gone. Before he could think about it, he immediately joined the rekindled lively atmosphere.

Wu Yonglinfei, dressed as a servant, ran away as if he and Dong Fazhen had already secretly poured a lot of gunpowder into the golden thread. The down mixed with gold thread and silk were extremely flammable, which was much better than those leads. When he approached Gao Taiyuan, he secretly hid a very unstable special white phosphorus bomb into Gao Taiyuan's belt, which was undoubtedly fatal to Gao Taiyuan wearing the golden thread.

Gao Taiyuan, who was guarded by stars, had no time to enjoy the compliment and enthusiasm surrounding everyone. A silver needle hit Gao Xiang's golden thigh clothes with a tingling sound in the cracks, and emitted a spark. Gao Xiang didn't have time to shout an assassin, and the white phosphorus bomb in his belt was ignited by the sudden rising temperature. The white phosphorus bomb immediately formed a spark, and then the huge explosion of "boom boom boom" exploded in the crowd.

"This movement is too big. Gao Taiyuan probably won't be able to survive, right?" Luo Pingyang stared blankly at the originally lively hall that had already collapsed and murmured.
Chapter completed!