My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

"How can you let the Marquis lie on the ground? Help him up quickly."

Princess Fukang, as the host, saw Marquis Wenxin in such a state and immediately ordered the guards behind her.

Two guards stepped forward and held up Marquis Wenxin's arm in front of everyone.

Then he lifted his body up.

But——nothing was mentioned.

The two guards looked at each other, what was going on?

The drunk and dead Wen Xinhou: "..."

You guys should try harder!

Am I that heavy?

The two guards thought they had not used enough strength, so they made up their minds and used great strength the second time.

Lift it up again.

I mentioned!!!

"boom!"

Veins popped up on their faces. They used too much force and accidentally leaned forward and collided with each other.

Everyone: "..."

Not so!

Ye Xingxin poked his head out: [No, the guards of the princess's mansion didn't have a feast just now, why are they so weak? ]

[Although this Wen Xin Hou looks chubby, he shouldn't be that heavy, right?]

Zhang Liang was standing next to Prime Minister Shangguan. He lowered his voice when he heard this:

"Marquis Wenxin should lose some weight."

Lord Xu Zhong came over, squinting his eyes, wondering:

"Would Marquis Wenxin's body have sweated so much before? Why don't I remember him having this hobby?"

The prince, who had remained oblivious to the entire scene, saw that Marquis Wenxin's body was twitching from time to time, as if he was enduring great pain.

Also voiced: "Does a drunk person feel unbearable pain?"

Turning around, he said, "My Lords, I have never been drunk before. I hope you can help me clear up my confusion."

Several adults looked at each other and spoke in order to guide the prince:

"Your Highness, drinking too much alcohol is harmful to your health and can cause you to lose your job. Your Highness should not learn from Marquis Wen Xin."

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of having a headache after a hangover? Don't learn that!"

"Marquis Wenxin was drunk at the princess's residence. It was really rude. Your Highness the Crown Prince should be alert and not let the court officials laugh at you."

However, one question resulted in so many exhortations, and the prince scratched his nose.

Stay away from these old men who speak politely but are rude when they speak.

Princess Fukang also heard Ye Xingxin's thoughts, judged the size of Marquis Wen Xin, and sent two more guards up.

Four people work together, two lift the legs and two lift the arms.

They bent their knees, gathered their strength, and lifted it up again.

As a result, he held it in until his face turned red and his neck became thick, and he only lifted Marquis Wen Xin a little bit.

Just a little bit really.

Ye Xingxin was a careless person. He squatted down, bent his head and looked for a long time, then exclaimed:

[System, this Wen Xinhou's butt is so bulging that it's almost touching the ground.]

[How does this fat guy exercise and maintain his figure? I wonder if he has any secret recipes to share with the ladies present. ]

Marquis Wenxin: “…”

Damn, your butt is so plump!

Damn Ye Shengxin!

You have caused me so much trouble!

Princess Fukang's eyes moved, and she subconsciously looked at Marquis Wenxin's big fat butt.

Wow, this butt is really plump.

Looking at Qin Chengjun beside her, Princess Fukang lowered her head.

Otherwise, she could ask someone to go to Wenxinhou Mansion to inquire about it later. She was a little tempted by the secret recipe.

All the ministers also looked at Marquis Wenxin's butt, it was really amazing.

As a result, everyone's mind began to wander.

Would they like to ask for this secret recipe for their wives as well?

They are all colleagues, I believe Marquis Wenxin will not be stingy.

If it really doesn't work, can't they just buy it with money?

[No, the four guards have been swinging Marquis Wenxin like a swing for quite some time. Why haven’t they lifted him up yet after swinging him for quite some time?]

[How many delicious delicacies does this person eat to be so full? ]

Ye Shengxin's reminder brought everyone's attention back to the right track.

Yes, is this old fat man Wen Xinhou so strong?

[It’s unreasonable. This is very unreasonable! ]

Ye Xingxin touched his chin and muttered.

Upon seeing this, Princess Fukang sent four more people over.

Eight men lifted Marquis Wen Xin, keeping his buttocks only a finger's width off the ground.

They didn't hold on for long before the eight men couldn't hold on any longer and with red faces they had to throw the man to the ground with a bang.

Wen Xinhou, who was enduring the pain of cutting flesh and removing bones: "..."

Ahhhhh!

Fuck you, just throw me to death!

He kept cursing in his heart, and his face became more and more ferocious because of the pain.

The sweat was dripping onto the ground, almost forming a human shape.

Ye Xingxin found something wrong, [System, there is something strange about this old fat man. ]

[I think in the past, he used to have four people carry his sedan chair when he went to court? But today, he got drunk and eight people couldn't carry it. Did he drink iron wine? ]

【This is how I gained weight! 】

The ministers also noticed something was wrong.

How does this Wen Xinhou feel...

Thinking of what Ye Xingxin had just said, Prime Minister Shangguan's eyes gradually turned cold.

Zhang Liang looked unhappy, staring at Marquis Wenxin and whispered, "Prime Minister, is Marquis Wenxin the culprit?"

Xu Zhong and Wen Huaifei were good friends, and he turned cold when he saw this:

"If it is really him who harmed Brother Wen, I will make him pay even if I risk my life!"

The other ministers were not stupid either, and each of them had a guess.

"Does this old guy have anything to do with Minister Wen's affairs?"

"If you feel like you have a thousand pounds on your body and can't stand up, what's the difference between that and kneeling down!"

"I remember that Lord Wen seemed to have some grudges with Marquis Wen Xin. If he framed Lord Wen, it would make sense!"

"You old thief, I want to see how long you can keep pretending!"

Everyone was clear-headed, and Marquis Wenxin's eyelids twitched as he listened to their whispers.

I feel like my whole heart is not well.

If he continued to pretend to be drunk, he would be finished.

His eyes slowly opened a crack, and when a minister with a more arrogant attitude was about to rush over, he made a "wuuuu" sound.

Then he looked at everyone with drunken eyes and shouted:

"Where's the wine? Why hasn't my wine been delivered yet?"

He turned over and saw some woman. He stretched out his fat hand to her.

"Mom, is that you? I miss you so much."

As he said this, he began to sob.

"Mother, are you doing well in the underworld? Have you received the paper money I burned for you?"

"You were born a village woman. Before you left, you asked me to treat the people well, be loyal to the emperor and love my country. I have done all of that. Don't worry."

The one being called mother was only ten-year-old Jiaojiao: "..."

She looked at Princess Fukang beside her in confusion, "Mother, is Marquis Wenxin... calling me?"

"..."Princess Fukang watched Marquis Wenxin sobbing again in the direction of Jiaojiao, and held back her words.

He gently stroked his daughter's head and whispered:

"Be good, don't agree to it. Our Jiaojiao will never give birth to such a shameful thing in the future."

Jiaojiao nodded, her voice firm: "Don't worry, mother, Jiaojiao will not agree to this unfilial son."

Princess Fukang: “…”

How come this child doesn’t know the art of speaking at all!

The ministers couldn't stand the "woooo" sound and covered their ears.

Could this Marquis Wenxin be any more shameful?

At this moment, Ye Xingxin realized something and suddenly exclaimed:

[System, why do I remember that Wen Xinhou's mother is still alive? ]