Feng Zhixin kept mingling among the servants and listened to Su Cheng chatting and laughing there, feeling very unhappy.

Although he is usually domineering and domineering, he truly admires the old man. In his eyes, the old man is a god-like figure.

Who can chat and laugh with the old man?

Who deserves to chat and laugh with the old man?

The person who is chatting and laughing with the old man now is his enemy. How can he accept this?

Feng Zhixin kept listening and suddenly became stunned.

What did he hear?

I heard Su Cheng say that our world is a ball!

We are all standing on a ball?

This was a huge joke, the biggest joke he had ever heard in his life.

How stupid is a person to say that this world is like a ball?

Feng Zhixin wanted to hold back his laughter, but he couldn't help it.

So Feng Zhixin laughed, laughing as if no one else was around.

A hilarious sound made the whole dinner quiet and even the music stopped.

Because the laughter is too abrupt.

And it was hilarious at a dinner that the chief executive attached so much importance to, and it was hilarious at the distinguished guests. How rude is this?

Feng Ang, who was holding the wine glass, suddenly changed his color. He invited Su Cheng today to a banquet, and he attached unprecedented importance to it, which can be said to have shown all his skills.

Because Su Cheng is indeed a person worthy of respect from all over the world, Su Cheng's power is also extraordinary, and Su Cheng's ability can bring hope to Lingnan.

However, at this moment, Feng Ang suddenly felt that all his efforts were in vain.

They were all ruined by the hilarious hilarious son!

At this moment, Feng Ang really wanted to kill this bastard son!

Feng Ann regretted it very much and felt that he really shot the wrong place at the beginning.

The dinner was quiet, but the hilariousness continued.

Feng Ang's face looked very bad. Looking at his bastard son who was smiling and leaning forward and backward, he couldn't help but throw the jade bowl in his hand directly.

Although Feng Zhixin smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, the jade bowl hit his forehead.

With a bang! Feng Zhixin's hilarious thrill came to an abrupt end.

The old man was so angry that he threw the bowl and hit him, which made him dare not laugh anymore.

However, he felt very wronged. Can he blame him?

Who can resist hearing such a big joke?

Although he wanted to kill this bastard son to death, Feng Ang held back and shouted: "Come here, apologize to the county prince!"

Apologize? Apologize to Su Cheng, the enemy?

Unless you kill him!

"Mom is looking for me!" Feng Zhixin turned around and ran away.

Seeing Feng Zhixin turning his head and leaving, Feng Ang didn't want to take him back, not because of his pampering, because he knew that this bastard was very stubborn, so he would probably say something ugly when he took him back.

Feng Ang changed into a jade bowl, filled it with burning knives and stood up and said, "This unfilial son is really a mess. I will apologize to the county official with this glass of wine. I hope the county official will be forgiven. I will definitely deal with him hard!"

Su Cheng smiled faintly and said, "Young Master, you are just a trivial matter. It's not a big deal for the 18th Master to laugh. This world is a ball, and anyone who hears it will find it incredible."

"Actually, I have heard too many such laughter! I remember that on the first day I entered Chang'an, I had no food and no place to stay. I was hungry and got into Confucius' poetry meeting and ate and drank. When I said I could write poetry, I burst into laughter like this!"

Feng Ang smiled and said, "No one has ever questioned the talent of the county magistrate today. However, Lingnan is too remote and his literary style is not strong. I am an unworthy person like a frog in a well."

Su Cheng smiled and said, "My ancestors have a saying that I like very much. The truth will always be in the hands of a few people!"

"The truth is always in the hands of a few people?" Feng Ang pondered: "This is interesting!"

Su Cheng smiled and said, "When you start running a boat in the future, the old Duke will know more about the world we live in. For example, when sailing on the sea, the last thing that disappears is the top of the mast!"

Feng Ang couldn't help but look at his thoughtful look flashing across his face.

Su Cheng waved his hand and smiled, "I won't talk about this anymore. I know that the old Duke wondered why the aristocratic family would gather a boat for me, because they wanted to go out to sea, and then followed behind to find the Spice Island!"

Feng Ang couldn't help but realize that these aristocratic families are really good at making plans. Using a sea boat to the location of the spice island, this transaction is really good.

Generally speaking, who has the ability to withstand the temptation of spices and gives up going to sea?

Su Cheng smiled and said, "I changed this sea boat a little bit, which is very interesting. If the old Duke is interested, you might as well go to the boat to take a look and give some advice!"

Renovated that sea ship? What else can the sea ship be transformed into?

Seeing Su Cheng keeping him indifferent, Feng Ang was curious. Could this be Su Cheng's trump card?

He wanted to see what trump card Su Cheng had, but he even refused the proposal of 50% share.

"The county magistrate is famous all over the world, and it will definitely be extraordinary when taking action. I am very curious about the sea boats that the county magistrate has been renovated. Okay, after I arrange it, I will definitely follow the county magistrate to open my eyes!" Feng Ang said with a smile.

"Thank you, the old Duke, for your kind hospitality, I won't disturb you much!" Su Cheng stood up and smiled.

"The Duke of the County came from afar and was tired from the journey. I won't stay for a long time. The Duke of the County must stay in Lingnan for a while so that I can finish the friendship of the landlord!" Feng Ang said with a loud laugh.

He sent Su Cheng out of the mansion and saw Su Cheng disappearing into the night, Feng Ang's face immediately calmed down and walked towards the mansion with a meteor, shouting: "Where is the unfilial son, tie him up!"

In the back room, Feng Zhixin was sitting there and laughing, laughing and said, "Mom, that dog thief said we live on a ball, are you funny? He must be the number one fool in the world to say such things!"

"No, he is not the biggest fool in the world, but the second biggest fool in the world. That bearded guest is the biggest fool in the world, because he actually believed it! Haha, I'm so laughing!"

Mrs. Lin was both funny and heartbroken, and said angrily: "Don't move, look at this bloody, you're still smiling heartlessly!"

Although Feng Ang was old, he was still stronger and stronger. The force of his anger was really great, and he actually smashed Feng Zhixin into bleeding.

"I guess my father must have endured it very hard at that time. That dog thief treats his father as a fool! It's simply unbearable!" Feng Zhixin couldn't stop smiling.

Just as he was laughing, a shout suddenly sounded outside: "Young Master Eighteen is here! Youth Master Eighteen is going to the room!"

The old butler came to the upper room with his guard and said respectfully: "The master wants to tie the eighteenth young master to the front yard, and ask his wife to be kind!"
Chapter completed!