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

Chapter 793 The Power of Crow Mouth Reappears (1)

On this day, the West Alley was bustling with traffic, and carriages carrying gifts were heading towards the South Alley where the dignitaries gathered.

The frequent noises caused every household to send people out to check. Unknowingly, Princess Le'an received countless birthday gifts, and even the people of Yanjing knew that her birthday was today.

For a time, her legend was everywhere in the streets and alleys.

"Princess Le'an is so lucky. Thanks to the relationship between Princess Jiahe and His Majesty, her status has risen."

"He is only four years old now, but he has already received the Holy Spirit's favor. I'm afraid he will be extraordinary in the future."

"And it's such a coincidence. The princess's residence was just packed up yesterday, and she's moving in today, which happens to be her birthday. It's double happiness."

These words happened to be heard by the attendant who was transporting the gifts. He immediately shouted back, "Big brother, you are mistaken. Princess Le'an's father does not agree with Princess Le'an's separation from her own residence. He only wants us to present the gifts to him for review and then send them directly to the Princess's residence."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd watching the excitement was in an uproar, but then someone reacted.

"I heard that Princess Le'an's father studied at Yunfei Academy and was a scholar. He is indeed quite proud."

"What kind of pride is that? It's clearly pedantic. Following his daughter and enjoying the best food and drinks is such a wonderful thing, something so many people dream of but can't get, yet he's pretending to be doing it!"

"This gentleman is wrong..."

"In my opinion, he just doesn't know what's good for him..."

The discussion among the crowd shifted from the birthday gift for Princess Le'an to the heated debate between ethics and reality, forming two completely different camps: one that admired Lin Yuzan's character, and the other that despised him.

In a teahouse somewhere in Yanjing, there was a masked man named Leng Qingyin, who was an old acquaintance of Xiao Yining. He was leaning on the railing and overlooking the convoy that was moving back and forth like a dragon and causing trouble.

He listened quietly to the various discussions below, his deep eyes flickering slightly, as if thousands of thoughts were surging in them.

Soon, a man quietly walked to his side.

Leng Qingyin glanced sideways and asked softly, "What's going on today, Madam?"

"Master, the lady is the same today as usual, enjoying the flowers, drinking tea and listening to music." The man replied respectfully.

Leng Qingyin withdrew his gaze indifferently and continued to ask in a deep voice, "How is the investigation going?"

"I am incompetent. So far, I have only found out that my wife was the mastermind behind the attack on Lu Tingfeng at Yuelai Inn half a year ago, and the assassination of Princess Le'an had nothing to do with her. As for the rest, I am still investigating in depth." The man reported again.

Leng Qingyin was not satisfied with this answer. He frowned and looked at the man again, then heard him say, "Master, there is no trace of the Song prince to this day. Marquis Xuanping requests that you come to his house to discuss this matter."

He was silent for a moment after hearing this, a trace of barely perceptible annoyance flashed across his eyes, and he nodded, left the teahouse, and disappeared in the crowd.

The congratulatory convoys continued to arrive in an endless stream, and even showed a trend of increasing, which amazed the onlookers.

The spectacle on the street didn't subside until Li Anhe and his wife returned from their trip with their two children, their ears full of gossip.

The grievances Wang Gungun had endured from Lin Yuzan for many days were finally smoothed over by the rumors. He said to Xiao Yining with a bright smile, "Qing Jie'er, countless people on the street were talking about your father today! If your father knew, he would probably die of rage!"

Little Yining glanced at the gloating man and curled his lips: "Don't worry, get lost! If Dad hears you laughing at him, he will definitely beat you up again!"

Wang GunGun: ...

"Hmph, your father only knows how to bully children. Just wait and see, Sister Qing, he will definitely suffer a great loss." The little boy once again demonstrated his jinx skills and said in a decisive tone.

Xiao Yining rolled her eyes secretly. If she wasn't afraid of being implicated by Wang Gungun and being struck by lightning, she would have asked what would happen in her house tonight.

However, she still kindly reminded him, "My father never forgets to beat you even when he suffers a loss!"

Wang Gungun: (*￣m￣)

The two little ones looked at each other, and old and new hatreds surged in their hearts again, and they were about to fight again.

At that moment, Wang Ersheng lifted the carriage curtain, holding a little kid in each hand, and slid them out of the carriage, complaining, "Oh, you've been making so much noise all day. Zhizhi, you must be tired of it!"

Two little ones: ...

Li Anhe got off the carriage and glared at her husband in disapproval. "How can you hold a child like that? Hurry up and put Gungun and Qingjie'er on the ground."

The two little ones: →_→, you are lying with your eyes open, this is clearly carrying a chicken!

As soon as he finished speaking, the two "little chickens" landed safely on the ground, held hands, smiled sweetly at the two adults, and ran into the Lin family's gate without looking back.

Li Anhe sighed and came to her husband's side, whispering, "Zanzi was attacked many times recently. Today, he moved things from his home. I'm afraid he has some suspicions in his mind."

During the day, when they were passing by the congratulatory procession with their two little ones, they noticed something unusual, but they didn't want to show it in front of the children.

Wang Ersheng pursed his lips and responded, "I don't know who this kid looks like. He's very deep-minded and keeps everything to himself. Well, let's help Brother Fushun and his wife keep an eye on him. When he gets into trouble, we'll help him out."

Hearing this, Li Anhe recalled Wang Gungun's words and couldn't help but feel worried: "It can only be like this. After all, he is my son-in-law. If he helps too much, Zanzi will inevitably feel frustrated."

People affected by Wang Gungun's crow mouth +2

At this time, the younger generation did not know that the head of the family had guessed that something was wrong in the family. After a busy day, they all drank tea and rested in the Lin family hall.

Hearing the familiar light footsteps, everyone's brows relaxed.

The Wang brothers and Pei Yi even took out the red envelopes they had given to the two little ones, ready to continue the daytime ceremony.

However, as they got closer, the three of them saw Xiao Yining and Wang Gungun suddenly let go of each other's hands, then looked at each other, a gleam of light flashed in their eyes at the same time, and then as if they had agreed, they rushed towards Lin Yuzan one after another, and one of them even laughed arrogantly.

"Ahahahaha... Lin Yuzan, your reputation is ruined in Yanjing! People outside are saying that you don't know what's good for you and don't know how to live off others!"

"Dad, everyone says you're a fool, obsessed with fame and reputation and inflexible."

Everyone:......

Lin Yuzan: (?? ?), you really can’t stop for a moment!

The old man couldn't bear it any longer and finally broke the rule he set for himself - not to beat the birthday boy.

The sky above the Lin family was once again in commotion because of the return of the two little ones. They cried incessantly, and even the activity of asking for (auspicious) red envelopes from the elders was forced to stop by Lin Yuzan.