The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

The surrounding small countries emerged like mushrooms after a rain, as if they had heard the call of the old emperor's holy festival, and they could not wait to rush to the capital.

The old emperor’s feast day was an annual event. Not only was a banquet held in the palace, but it was also a great opportunity for courtiers from all over the world to send gifts.

This year's Christmas is extremely lively.

The palace was decorated with lights and looked magnificent, and even the air seemed to be filled with a festive atmosphere.

Envoys from various countries brought rare treasures and competed to present their wishes.

The envoys from the Yun Kingdom were the first to appear. They brought with them a gigantic jade-carved Qilin, which looked lifelike and seemed as if it was about to break through the air.

When the old emperor saw it, his eyes lit up immediately and he praised repeatedly: "Good! Good! The Yun Kingdom is really thoughtful!"

Seeing this, the small countries around Ling State were not willing to be outdone and offered their gifts one after another.

Some are precious medicinal herbs, some are exquisite jewellery, and some are rare furs of exotic animals.

For a moment, the entire palace was filled with the fragrance of all kinds of rare treasures.

After everyone presented their gifts, the envoy from a remote small country attracted everyone's attention.

Holding a worn wooden box, he walked up to the old emperor nervously and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, this is a magical seed that is unique to our country. It is said that gold can grow when planted in the soil!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The old emperor also looked at the envoy in surprise. How could there be seeds that could grow gold in this world? This was clearly nonsense!

However, the old emperor was still an old emperor after all, and he did not expose the envoy's lies on the spot.

Instead, he laughed and said, "Good! Good! Your gift is really unique, I like it very much!"

Having said that, he asked the servant to take the wooden box.

When the envoy heard this, he was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

The envoys from other countries looked at each other in bewilderment, muttering to themselves: Can this be considered a gift? Is this old emperor too easy to talk to?

A holy day feast full of joy and humour went on.

The old emperor was grinning from ear to ear, and the envoys from various countries also had their own thoughts, competing with each other to see whose gift would please the old emperor more.

The old emperor sat on the dragon throne with a warm smile on his face, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, warming people's hearts.

However, when his eyes fell on Ling Chenyu, the handsome figure who was calmly sipping wine, his smile suddenly disappeared without a trace like a thunderstorm in a summer afternoon.

The old emperor glanced slightly, the movement was almost imperceptible, but the determination in his eyes was like the autumn frost, cold and firm.

He secretly thought in his heart: "This kid may seem calm and indifferent, but he is actually very scheming. Tomorrow, I must find a reason to drive him out of the capital."

Ling Chenyu, on the other hand, was completely unaware of this. He picked up the wine glass and shook it gently. The wine swirled in the glass, as if reflecting the calmness of his heart.

He took a sip, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, as if he was mocking the intrigues in the palace.

At this time, envoys from the surrounding small countries were still competing to offer treasures, including all kinds of rare and exotic animals, jewels and jade.

Although the old emperor still maintained a genial smile on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil, and his fear and dissatisfaction with Ling Chenyu grew like a snowball.

Just as the banquet was about to reach its climax, an old man in tattered clothes stumbled in, holding a dirty pottery jar in his hand.

He shouted all the way: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I have a treasure to present to Your Majesty!"

This sudden change stunned everyone, and the old emperor also frowned.

Why is Uncle Fu here? Who let him in?

Out of the emperor's majesty and demeanor, the old emperor waved his hand and signaled the old man to come forward.

The old man walked tremblingly to the old emperor and carefully opened the lid of the pottery jar.

Suddenly, an extremely foul smell spread out, and everyone covered their noses and frowned.

The old emperor's face also darkened, and he was secretly angry.

The old man said proudly: "Your Majesty, please don't underestimate the contents of this pottery jar. This is stinky tofu marinated with a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors! Take a bite and I guarantee you will have an unforgettable aftertaste!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar, as if a pot had exploded.

The old emperor's face turned pale and blue. Looking at the crazy old man in front of him, his disgust was beyond words.

Uncle Fu Wang had supported him in ascending to the throne, and the two had gone through many ups and downs together.

Later, Uncle Fu Wang blocked countless attacks for him and became a madman.

No matter what, in front of the envoys, he still gave Uncle Prince Fu some face and did not lose his temper on the spot.

He waved his hand, signaling the guards to bring up the stinky tofu.

However, the moment the clay jar was opened, an indescribable stench instantly spread, as if countless demons were partying in the air.

The old emperor felt dizzy and almost vomited.

He quickly covered his nose and fanned away the stench in front of him with his sleeves. The envoys also covered their noses and frowned, and some even showed expressions of disgust.

Uncle Fu looked at his "masterpiece" with a proud look on his face, as if he was expecting the old emperor's praise.

The old emperor looked at Uncle Fu's smug look and felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the disgust in his heart, and then said, "Uncle Fu, your stinky tofu is really... unique! I admire you!"

Prince Fu was so happy that he danced with joy, as if he had received some great honor.

The old emperor looked at his happy expression and sighed secretly in his heart.

This old man is getting crazier and crazier.

Ling Chenyu suddenly stood up, walked to the old emperor, bowed deeply and said: "Father, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

The old emperor glanced at him, secretly alert in his heart, but for the sake of public occasion, he nodded in agreement.

"I think that although Uncle Fu Wang's stinky tofu has a unique taste, it is also a rare delicacy. I am willing to pay a high price to buy Uncle Fu Wang's secret recipe so that more people can taste this delicacy."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar again.

The old emperor looked at Ling Chenyu's serious expression, but he secretly laughed in his heart: "This Ling Chenyu is quite good at being a human being. However, Uncle Fu Wang may not be able to explain the secret recipe of stinky tofu himself."

He waved his hand, signaling Ling Chenyu to leave, then turned to Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Fu, look at you, you scared everyone. You should keep the secret recipe of stinky tofu for yourself."

Prince Fu chuckled and walked back to his seat holding the pottery jar.

Although this sudden episode made the banquet a little awkward, it also added a bit of relaxation and joy to the entire atmosphere.