As the drum beats became more and more frequent, the dancer stepped on the drum and bent her waist, her body was soft and nimble, charming the mind.

All the civil and military officials present seemed to be bewitched by the dancer. They even forgot to taste the wine on their lips and kept the same posture.

Seeing this, Chief Minister Wei was very satisfied. He glanced at Jiang Fulu and frowned and asked, "Master Jiang, are you dissatisfied with the dancer?"

This group of dancers are all skinny girls from Jiangnan who have been trained for more than ten years.

The palace banquet not only performed songs and dances for the emperor and the officials, but was also a beauty trap prepared by the Xuan family to win over the hearts of the people.

"Prime Minister Wei, what did you say?"

Jiang Fulu lowered his head and ate hard, pretending that his hearing was not good, and asked.

"This official says that you are being very rude!"

Wei Shoufu was most annoyed by Jiang Fulu's pretentiousness and angrily asked, "The Emperor is enjoying the singing and dancing, and you keep moving your cheeks. Is this appropriate?"

After a quick look around, I saw that Jiang Fulu and his group were all eating, except for Censor Lu, Yu Jijiu and others who were not so obvious.

"You're not eating at the palace banquet, just to watch?"

Jiang Fulu ignored Wei Shoufu's complaints and saw that the snacks on the tables of the adults next to him were not touched. He took an oil-paper bag and put it in his sleeve pocket.

The dim sum gifted by the palace is too difficult to make without any added ingredients.

I probably won’t be able to eat it for a while, so enjoy it while you can.

"Jiang Fulu, look at you, you are so rude!"

Seeing Jiang Fulu's appearance like a starving ghost, eating and taking things, Chief Minister Wei could no longer bear to watch.

At this moment, the drumbeats have stopped, and the dancer turns around and poses like a blooming flower.

Everyone in the hall was immersed in singing and dancing.

Jiang Fulu suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, "Minister Wei, why are you not allowing people to enjoy the palace banquet given by the emperor? How have I offended you?"

Prime Minister Wei: “…”

Who can drag this annoying idiot Jiang Fulu out? Didn’t he say his throat was swollen and he couldn’t speak?

Noticing that all the officials' eyes were on him, Chief Minister Wei's face turned red and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

He retorted, unable to bear it any longer: "Jiang Fulu, if you want to slander someone, you should find the right occasion!"