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

Chapter 325 Chen Shaoqing

Although Wang Lin's departure with the military pay only caused a small ripple in Yanjing, the atmosphere in the city was still a little tense. The perceptive people got two important messages from it.

1: The North City is about to usher in a war

2. The Emperor will cultivate his relatives

As everyone knows, the uncle's family of the current emperor has long since declined. In the past, Grand Tutor Li committed suicide by burning himself, and the century-old Li family was shattered by the previous emperor. They fled back to their ancestral home and dared not show up. Only when the emperor had no reliable relatives by marriage, was he personally supported by the previous emperor to a high position and ascend the throne.

Now the emperor has only two cousins ​​in Yanjing City, one is abandoned by the emperor, and the other is favored by the emperor.

Ever since Wang Lin left, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the situation was on the rise, and no one dared to underestimate the Li Anhe couple who were relying on their past friendship to earn a living.

However, no matter how envious the outsiders were, it had nothing to do with the old couple. They had always lived a carefree life. Ever since they learned that their son and even their son-in-law were sent by the emperor to work in the north city, they had lost their appetite.

He lamented that it was difficult to get the emperor's money, and he also sighed that the children had grown up and had their own ideas and ambitions, and he could no longer restrain them.

Now they no longer have the mood to socialize outside, and have politely declined all invitations. They have been staying at home for the past few days.

Little Yining was also sent here by her mother every day to entertain the two elderly people.

Although Xiao Yining seriously suspected that her mother was avoiding taking care of the baby, she still stayed at Wang's house obediently.

At this moment, she was looking at her grandfather filling in the little clay figure for her with a speechless face.

The clay figure before was only cracked into two pieces, but now it has broken into countless pieces, sticking crookedly on a lump of yellow mud, which is even more eye-catching than the one made by the princess.

Soon, Wang Ersheng handed the clay figurine he had repaired back to Xiao Yining, and reminded him, "Don't drop it this time."

She looked at it carefully and thought the princess's work was better looking. She quickly stuffed the clay figurine back into Wang Ersheng's hands and pouted, saying aggrievedly, "Grandpa, you made my clay figurine look so ugly. If I had known this, I would have asked my cousin to do it."

"You are young and don't know what beautiful means." Wang Ersheng replied in a rough voice.

Xiao Yining: ...No wonder my second uncle can’t tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. It turns out this is the reason.

She glanced at her grandmother who was entering the room, and said with a pursed mouth, "Grandpa, you are talking nonsense. This is obviously ugly, but you said that something ugly is beautiful. No wonder my second uncle said that grandma is not good-looking."

Wang Ersheng was about to explain, but Li Anhe's furious voice rang out from behind him, "Wang Ersheng, you are teaching the child the wrong way again."

Wang Ersheng: …

At this time, little Yining had already started to complain, "Grandma, Grandpa broke my clay figurine."

Li Anhe walked forward to check and saw the horrible thing in her husband's hand.

Wang Ersheng looked innocent, held the clay figurine in front of his wife, and said, "It's very pretty, colorful and won't break if stepped on."

Li Anhe's eyes were hurt by this thing. She snatched the clay figurine and glared at her husband unhappily. Then she coaxed her little granddaughter softly, "Your grandpa can't repair things. Grandma will do it. After it's fixed, I'll give it to Sister Qing."

Little Yining looked at the little clay figurine and felt that it had become fragmented because of him. A trace of guilt flashed through his heart, so he said to Li Anhe, "Grandma, it doesn't matter if it can't be fixed. Just help me glue the bottom of the clay figurine together. Sister Qing will put it in the box later."

Just now Wang Ersheng was only paying attention to the front, which resulted in some missing fragments at the back and the buttocks could not be pieced together properly.

This reminded her of her second uncle, who was also a poor, unlucky guy. She still didn't know whether he had lost his innocence with Nalan Qingye.

The fellow villager also wanted to find out how Nalan Qingye was tortured to death so that he could deduce the details.

Unfortunately, the Jingzhao Yin kept the matter a secret, and the fellow villagers could only get four words from indirect questioning: his death was miserable. The servant Qingsong who killed him was also taken away by the Dali Temple, saying that he would assist in the investigation.

Li Anhe agreed and said to his little granddaughter, "Your mother just sent a message saying that there is a guest looking for you and asked you to go over."

guest?

There was a flash of doubt in Xiao Yining's eyes. Besides her little sister, who else would she have as a guest?

"Grandma, I'll come over later to watch you repair the clay figurine."

After saying that, the kid ran out quickly.

Li Anhe looked at her noisy back and shook her head helplessly, then her death gaze fell on Wang Ersheng.

Wang Ersheng, who was very sensitive to the sense of crisis, stood up immediately, took a look at the sun outside, which was high in the sky, and said seriously, "Zhizhi, it's still early, I'll go play with the child first, and when it gets a little darker, I'll come over to play with you, don't be anxious."

Li Anhe's face was visibly red as fire. He could only sulk and watch Wang Ersheng swagger away following Xiao Yining.

...

In May in Yanjing, the sun was scorching and the heat was unbearable. Even though Xiao Yining was wearing a thin summer dress, he was still sweating profusely just walking the few steps from Wang's house to Lin's house.

Wan Niang saw the little girl running into the hall, and quickly picked up the fan and kept fanning her, saying helplessly, "Why is Qing Jie running so fast?"

Little Yining squatted beside the ice basin to cool down, raised his head and said as a matter of course, "If I run faster, the sun won't shine on me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange laugh was heard nearby.

Then a clear male voice sounded, "Is this Madam Lin's daughter? I didn't get a close look at her when I was in the Drum Tower that day, but now she looks very interesting. No wonder His Majesty likes her so much."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yining looked over curiously and saw a familiar-looking strange man sitting beside her, looking at her with a friendly expression.

The man stood up and bowed to her, introducing himself, "Miss Lin, I am Chen Pi from the Dali Temple, and I am currently the Shaoqing."

Xiao Yining was surprised that her guest was actually Chen Shaoqing. Seeing this man smiling and nodding at her, she immediately reacted and saluted him in return.

Afterwards, little Yining was pulled to her side by her mother.

Wan Niang said in a cold voice, "Master Chen, my daughter is here now, you should tell me why you came here."

Seeing this, Chen Pi chuckled and said, "Mrs. Lin, you don't have to be so wary of me. I came here just to ask Miss Lin to do me a small favor."

"What's the deal?"

Chen Pi stared at the little boy with a playful look in his eyes. "Interrogate him."