Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 841 3 letter

Leng Qingyin stared into the distance until Xiao Yining's carriage gradually disappeared from his sight.

He then looked back at his subordinates and replied, "Nothing serious. Just proceed as planned. Let him take it easy."

The subordinate quickly responded and was about to turn around to reply to that person, but he heard his master's emotionless voice asking again.

"How's the investigation going on with that abandoned house on the outskirts of town?"

He paused, quickly pulling a portrait from his sleeve and handing it over, respectfully replying, "Master, I've interviewed dozens of elderly people in the surrounding area, and they've learned that a woman often enters and leaves that house with a baby in her arms. They also saw the woman on the day the house burned, but she wasn't holding the baby. This is what I drew based on what they've said."

Leng Qingyin did not take over and continued to ask: "Are there any other clues?"

A flicker of hesitation crossed his face, but he still replied, "I found out about the maid who delivers fruits and vegetables to that house. She said she once followed the steward into the kitchen and heard a baby crying. Curious, she looked up and took a peek, and saw the mistress of that house brewing medicine, muttering something like 'Brother, we'll be together until we're old.'"

Leng Qingyin waved his hand gently: "Go down."

The subordinate raised his eyes cautiously to glance at his master, placed the portrait in his hand on the table, and retreated quietly.

The subtle sound of the door closing brought a breeze, echoing with the chilly wind outside. A few snowflakes took the opportunity to sneak into the box, dancing softly on the tabletop, slowly rolling up the portrait, and finally floating to the ground, slowly unfolding.

Leng Qingyin glanced at him casually, and then let out an ambiguous laugh, which spread in the silent box.

Royal Palace

There was a slight sound of charcoal breaking in the charcoal basin, and the flames flickered with the sound, providing heat to the quiet hall.

Pei Dafu walked slowly through the palace corridor, stepped into the hall lightly, came to the side of the focused emperor, and waited quietly.

After the emperor placed the memorial on the side of the dragon table, he whispered a compliment, "Your Majesty, I heard the city gate is bustling with activity, and the people are praising your wisdom and bravery! Tomorrow at court, the imperial censors will surely praise you as an emperor of the ages."

Sheng Jingchen glanced at him noncommittally and asked in a deep voice, "Have Lin Yuzan and Wang Cheng handed in their papers?"

Pei Dafu's words of comforting him were stuck in his throat, and he immediately replied, "Your Majesty, they handed in their papers as soon as the morning hour arrived today."

The emperor's expression softened slightly upon hearing this, a hint of satisfaction evident. He pulled out another memorial and said casually, "Oh, you didn't submit it last night? You're quite sensible."

Pei Dafu glanced at his master hesitantly, thought for a moment, and finally spoke truthfully, "Your Majesty, yesterday Lin Yuzan went to sleep at twilight hour, while Wang Cheng started cooking in his quarters and didn't go to bed until midnight. They both woke up a quarter before dawn."

Sheng Jingchen: ...

The emperor's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he cursed inwardly, "What an ignorant brat!" He then ordered, "Tell Prime Minister Ai that if these two submit their papers early again like they did in the first round, they will be made to kneel at the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall until the evening hour before they can leave."

This time, it was Pei Dafu's turn to have his mouth twitch violently.

He really couldn't figure out why his master would be angry over such a small matter, but based on his last experience, he didn't plead for mercy, but just responded respectfully.

At this time, I heard the master's order: "Pass the order. Five days after the end of the Enke, I want to see the ranking list."

Pei Dafu: ⊙_⊙, once this order is issued, I am afraid that even Prime Minister Ai will lead the civil servants to scold the master.

He raised his eyes to look at his master, and saw a sneer on his face. He responded again and obeyed the order, then retreated.

The hall returned to silence, leaving only the sound of reading memorials, but this sound soon stopped.

The emperor's eyes fell on a line of words on the memorial - "Chen Du led 50,000 elite troops and left the north city without permission."

A moment later, a long sigh sounded in the hall, isolated by the heavy snow outside and drifting in the air.

"Ugh!"

Little Yining looked at the heavy snow outside and sighed like a little adult, "Why won't the snow stop?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her father lowered the hood on her head and carried her out of the carriage.

Lin Yuzan looked up at the white sky and exhaled a breath of white air. "It will take seven days for this heavy snow to subside. You can't play in the snow outside these few days."

"Then Sister Qing dug the snow and brought it into the house to play with it!" Xiao Yining had already thought of a solution.

Lin Yuzan: ...

"what ever!"

The old man did not stop her and walked into the door with his daughter in his arms.

Just then, the doorman handed over three letters, reporting, "Master, Madam, the head of the Changsheng Escort Agency has brought over a dozen carts of dry goods and grain from his hometown. He wanted to ask us to buy a cart of dry goods and rice. Since you and Madam are away, the old lady gave him a cart without asking for payment. He is currently at the old lady's Shoukang Hall to express his gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Wan Niang's face was filled with surprise. "I didn't expect Grandma to ask Uncle and the others to send so many gifts. We must prepare generous New Year gifts and not lose our manners!"

Lin Yuzan took the letter and glanced at it briefly.

The doorman then said, "Master, one of the letters is from my hometown. The old lady also has one, but she has already taken it. The other two are from the princess's classmates."

"Understood."

The old man pressed the letter belonging to his daughter into her hands, then explained everything to his wife in detail: "Wanniang, this should be something the whole clan has put together. When you prepare the New Year gifts, give a copy to the clan elders and the clan school. Tomorrow morning, we'll have Changsheng Escort Agency send it out of the city. There are also some dry goods. After you divide them with your father-in-law and mother-in-law, give some to the families we are close to so that they can also add some food. I'm going to Shoukang Hall to see my grandmother first."

Wan Niang gave him a look that said "don't worry" and went off to work in a hurry with the housekeeper and Zheng Da's wife.

Leaving the old man alone with the three little ones.

Wang Gungun's eyes rolled around, and he immediately walked around the old man and wanted to run towards Wan Niang.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yuzan had anticipated this and quickly stretched out his free hand to grab his collar.

"What are you doing? I want to find my aunt and ask her to cook pork with pickled mustard greens for me!" The little boy immediately struggled and screamed.

Seeing this, the old man was about to scold him and tell him not to make trouble, but he felt something liquid sliding across his other hand.

He turned his head and saw that his daughter's eyes were shining and there was a trace of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Lin Yuzan: ...

Xiao Yining: ? w ?, she hasn't eaten pork with preserved vegetables since she came here, she misses it...

The old man quickly let go of his hand and wiped the corner of his daughter's mouth.

Wang Gungun took the opportunity to run away, still shouting triumphantly, "Haha, Lin Yuzan, you can't do anything to me! I am your nemesis!"

Then the next moment, he suddenly bumped into someone and fell on his butt.

Lin Yinhu, on behalf of his uncle, pulled the little boy's arm and reminded him honestly, "GunGun, if you want to eat something, you should tell my uncle. The food he cooks is much better than that of my aunt."

After hearing this, the two little ones finally remembered that Lin Yuzan was a master chef, and they hurriedly blinked their big, eager eyes and looked at him.

Lin Yuchan: (▼へ▼メ), these three are my nemesis!