After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

The meal was almost over, the guests were drunk, their faces flushed, the host had eaten the birthday peaches, and was about to say thank you. But just then, the guard at the door suddenly came to report that a group of men with knives and horses had arrived at the door.

When Mr. Zheng heard this, his face turned pale with fright. It was such a nice day, could it be that there were bandits causing trouble?

As they were talking, the group walked in. The leader was wearing light armor and looked more like a debt collector than a birthday congratulatory figure. He was not tall, about forty years old, with no beard, and was a young man.

The guests looked at each other in confusion, their hearts filled with worry. Could it be that the Zheng family was in trouble? Otherwise, why would there be soldiers in armor?

When Mr. Zheng saw the visitor, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back into his stomach. He quickly stood up to greet the visitor.

"Ah, Commander Zhao, what brings you to my humble abode?" Old Master Zheng bowed.

When Lord Wang heard him speak, he opened his squinting eyes and took a closer look. He was indeed an important figure.

"Zhao, Commander Zhao!" Lord Wang came over to greet him.

The commander surnamed Zhao had a dull expression and said only two words, "Give a gift."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Mr. Zheng and Lord Wang looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

Under normal circumstances, when you come to give a gift, you must first say a congratulatory speech, and then say that you are here to give a gift. You cannot just say that you are giving a gift. You have to say what you are here for. If you are here to celebrate a birthday, you should say "Happy Birthday". If you are here to wish someone a happy new year, you should say some auspicious words.

Commander Zhao directly said that he came to give a gift, and that Mr. Zheng had no idea what to do.

"Thank you." Mr. Zheng returned the greeting with a smile.

"Yeah." Commander Zhao still had a dull expression.

Then the atmosphere became awkward again. The people headed by Old Man Zheng stood there, not knowing whether they should invite Commander Zhao to dinner, because the birthday banquet was almost over and the food was finished. They couldn't let him eat leftovers, right?

But if you don't invite someone to dinner, and they come to give you a gift, you can't let them drink even your saliva, right?

Commander Zhao stood there looking at Mr. Zheng, as if waiting for him to speak.

Both sides stood there for a long time, and no one spoke.

Ye Xunqing had been observing the situation in the corridor. When the middle-aged man in armor came in, he really thought he was here to cause trouble, but then he saw Mr. Zheng's attitude and guessed that this man was here to give a gift.

But this person's gift is too insincere. The sun is setting and the banquet is about to end. If you come to give a gift now, won't you be embarrassing the host?

Old Master Zheng didn't dare to neglect Commander Zhao, but he also knew that Commander Zhao had a strange temper, spoke surprisingly little, and was difficult to get along with, so he had no idea how to greet Commander Zhao.

After waiting for a long time, a soldier behind Commander Zhao couldn't stand it anymore. He walked up and whispered a few words in Commander Zhao's ear. Then Commander Zhao asked, "Have you finished the banquet?"

Old Master Zheng’s face turned pale. Oh no! Could it be that Commander Zhao wanted to settle the score with them?

To be honest, he hadn't sent an invitation to the Annan Palace. How could a businessman have the nerve to invite royal relatives to celebrate his birthday? He also really didn't know that the Annan Palace would send someone with gifts, let alone that the Annan King would send Zhao Huaixin. If you had sent someone else, he would have been more approachable.

"Eat, have you finished eating, Lord Wang?" Mr. Zheng threw the difficult question to Lord Wang.

Lord Wang opened his eyes and whispered, "How do I know if you've finished your meal?"

Saying that we didn’t finish it is a lie. There was only a little food left on the table. All the vegetarian dishes were eaten, and only a few longevity peach buns were left.

If I say I've finished eating, wouldn't that embarrass Zhao Huaixin?

"Have you finished eating?" Mr. Zheng was very confused.

Ye Xunqing looked at the group of people, then quietly slipped aside to ask the housekeeper, "Who is that?"

The housekeeper replied in a low voice: "Zhao Huaixin, the commander of the guards of the Annan Palace, may be just a guard, but he is also a brother, and his background is not small."

Ye Xunqing asked again: "How big is the background?"

The housekeeper chuckled and whispered in his ear, "The Annan King's wife didn't marry him, but she gave birth to three children."

Ye Xunqing's eyes widened. Isn't that the princess? No wonder Mr. Zheng and the others valued him so much.

"Oh," Ye Xunqing continued, "Then what are they doing standing there? Communicating through brain waves?"

The housekeeper said with a headache: "Hey, you don't know, this Commander Zhao, he is a little... a little..."

"What's the matter?" Ye Xunqing asked anxiously.

The housekeeper clapped his hands. "It's a bit difficult to deal with him. When you speak, he always listens selectively and responds selectively."

Ye Xunqing smiled. This uncle has quite a personality.

Mr. Zheng didn't answer, and Zhao Huaixin was not in a hurry. He just took a group of people there and waited for their answer.

Ye Xunqing couldn't bear to see this awkward scene, so he said to the housekeeper, "Go tell the old man that there are still some dishes left in the kitchen and that we can still cook. Ask him if he wants to invite these soldiers to set up a few tables separately."

The butler looked grateful and said, "Thank you very much."

He was also not sure whether there was any food left in the kitchen, because there were so many people coming and the food was delicious. The guests finished all the dishes and had to refill them, so he didn't know if there was any leftovers.

Besides, if you dare to give leftovers to Princess Annan, the King of Annan will raid your house tomorrow.

The butler passed the message to Mr. Zheng, who understood what was happening. "Commander Zhao, you've been traveling all this time. Come, bring me some good wine that I've had for twenty years. I won't leave until Commander Zhao and I are drunk today."

"I don't drink." Zhao Huaixin said whatever he wanted to say, but he only said half of his words.

Well, it’s going to be a dull occasion again.

The soldier following Zhao Huaixin couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward and spoke to Mr. Zheng, "We are here on the orders of Prince Annan to celebrate Mr. Zheng's birthday. This is a gift, and I hope you will accept it."

As he spoke, four soldiers came up from behind and carried up two boxes. When they opened them, they found several antique treasures, each of which was very valuable.

"Well, that's it." Zhao Huaixin said.

Mr. Zheng smiled happily, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

The soldier continued, "My brothers and I set out at 3:00 AM. We haven't been delayed on the way and haven't had a sip of tea. Now I'm starving. I wonder if there's any food left at Zheng's mansion."

"Yes, that's right." Zhao Huaixin nodded.

Mr. Zheng was speechless. No, you said that if you are hungry you will die, right? Let me guess, do I dare to guess?

"Yes, yes." The housekeeper said, "The pot in the kitchen is hot. Commander Zhao, please tell me what you want to eat."

Zhao Huaixin glanced around and said, "Same as these. Serve now."

The housekeeper couldn't laugh anymore. I guess you don't understand what I'm saying. I said the pot is hot, not the food.

"Okay, the food will be served right away." Ye Xunqing agreed on behalf of the butler.

When Mr. Zheng saw that he agreed, he knew there was no problem, so he arranged for someone to bring a new table over and let them sit down to eat.

After Zhao Huaixin sat down, he suddenly asked, "Hmm? Where's the young master?"

The soldier who had spoken earlier cried out in despair, "Oh my god! Why is the young master gone again?"