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

Chapter 863 Internal Conflict (1, 2)

It was already midnight. After 66 finished mocking, he took out "An Investigation into Lin Yuzan's Quotations" without hesitation and wrote: Lin Yuzan called Your Majesty an old man once and mocked Your Majesty for being financially weak, which was disrespectful and required Your Majesty to make a decision.

Lin Yuzan peeked over and said sarcastically, "You're truly dedicated to your duties."

66 glanced at him meaningfully, and suddenly, with a flash of cold light, his hand shot out with a scimitar. At the same time, he quickly drew his sword and engaged several Iron Eagle Guards who appeared from nowhere.

At this moment, several men in black quietly appeared in the granary and joined forces with him to fight against the rebellious Iron Eagle Guards.

Lin Yuzan glanced at the black-clad figure who had appeared out of nowhere, and without a trace of surprise, he carefully circumvented the battle circle and continued his work of extinguishing the fire.

Soon, Wang Cheng also knocked down the two Iron Eagle Guards with poison, picked up a shovel beside him, and shoveled the snow mixed with kerosene into one place.

He glanced at the fierce battle not far away, then walked over to Lin Yuzan and teased, "It seems the traitors hiding in the shadows have all surfaced. However, none of the people the Empress Dowager gave you consider you a true Young Master. Otherwise, why would 66 have taken action?"

As they were talking, two more rockets shot straight towards them.

However, the two men did not dodge, and the two arrows were suddenly knocked away by an invisible force at the moment they were about to hit them.

Lin Yuzan watched the scene in silence and said calmly, "How can the death warriors raised by others be loyal? Your Majesty has already arranged for people to protect me. I don't need these people at all."

As soon as these words fell, another man in black quietly appeared not far from the two of them. This man's aura was obviously different. He exuded a cold aura and his sinister eyes were fixed on the two of them.

Then a shovel was thrown at him.

Wang Cheng urged, "Come over quickly and shovel the snow. Don't tire your master out."

The two old men threw away their shovels, linked their arms around each other's shoulders, and walked towards the battlefield in the distance with ease.

Man in black:......

At this time, the battle in the distance also entered a white-hot stage.

The sounds of shouting and weapons clashing came one after another. Wang Lin lowered his eyes and looked at the thick black iron chain that trapped him. A feeling of numbness gradually spread throughout his body.

He shouted, gripping the thick chain tightly with both hands, trying to break it.

But the thick black iron chain was extremely tough and did not move at all, so all his divine power was in vain.

Beside him, several rebellious Iron Eagle Guards and attacking thieves were desperately pulling at the thick chain, and there were more than a dozen small battle groups surrounding them.

The battle situation was stalemate for a while and the whole scene was extremely chaotic.

Just at this moment, Wang Lin heard the sound of a faint conversation.

Lin Yuzan said, "It seems these people's goal isn't just to take the granary; they want to kill Lin Zi as well. However, Lin Zi has been at large for too long, and his skills have become quite rusty, so it's surprising that he was restrained so easily."

Wang Cheng: "That chain must be poisoned, otherwise this small number of people wouldn't be able to do anything to him."

Lin Yuzan: "You didn't give your brother the medicine beforehand?"

Wang Cheng: "The steamed buns made by Sawanniang were served, but who knew he would dislike them and refuse to eat them!"

Lin Yuzan: "If Wanniang knew, she would be furious again! Linzi just likes to ask for trouble."

Wang Cheng: “Yeah, that’s right!”

王林：(?6?5?2?6?2?6)，这两个奸诈小人又想挑拨离间！

The man in black armor opened his eyes wide and glared fiercely at the two "Iron Eagle Guards" who were watching the show not far away.

His anger suddenly surged, his whole body felt like it was injected with chicken blood, and he let out a long howl towards the sky.

Suddenly, Wang Lin's muscles swelled, veins popping out. He gripped the heavy chains tightly with both hands again, pulling with all his might. The chains that bound him began to twist violently. The rebellious Iron Eagle Guards and the thieves lost their balance and fell to the ground due to the sudden and tremendous force. Some were even thrown into the air.

"Lin Yuzan, Wang Cheng, you two just wait for me." Wang Lin roared, and took out a dry and hard steamed bun from his armor and stuffed it into his mouth in the blink of an eye.

After just one bite, he burst into tears and was deeply moved: Wan Niang really has me in her heart, even the steamed buns she makes are suitable for my taste!

However, this was not the time to think too much. After breaking free from his restraints, Wang Lin rushed down the mountain like a tiger, holding a steamed bun in his mouth and raising his spear, rushing towards the thieves who were unable to react in time. Wherever he went, the thieves fell down one after another, and the situation of the battle was reversed in an instant.

There was a bright fire in the barn. In the deep night, two dark shadows were hidden on the dead tree. One of them was holding a telescope and took in everything that had just happened.

He whispered angrily, "If Cheng You were still alive, Wang Lin wouldn't be a threat at all. He now controls 40% of the Iron Eagle Guards. If we don't get rid of him, he'll become a major threat to our plans."

Beside him, a man wearing a black mask said unhappily, "Just hold him back. Why bother with all this trouble? You've lost quite a few people this time."

Marquis Xuanping frowned and looked at him. "That person ordered people to clear the snow from the city gates. You and I both know that the best time to accomplish our mission is when the city gates are sealed. Even if he wants to send troops to rescue them, they won't be able to enter. Now, both this food and Wang Lin are obstacles to our success."

Leng Qingyin gestured for him to continue observing the granary, and said calmly, "You've already lost. Go back. This has already alerted the enemy. He will definitely take action. Let's discuss it carefully. If the plan doesn't work, we can find another opportunity."

But deep hatred burst out from the eyes of Xuan Ping Hou, "I can't stand it even for a moment. I want to avenge Cheng You. Cheng You was also taught by you carefully. Can you just watch him die with hatred in his heart?"

Then, he changed the subject, staring at Leng Qingyin suspiciously, and warned, "Leng Qingyin, are you thinking of backing out? If you weren't my brother-in-law, do you think I would let you participate in this major event that my family has been planning for decades, and let you be on equal footing with me? Don't forget how that person treated your Leng family. If your Leng family wants to gain a foothold in Yanjing again, that person must die. Without me, you will never be able to turn things around."

Leng Qingyin's lips curled up in a mocking smile, and he said contemptuously, "Marquis Xuanping's words, are you just trying to get rid of me? If it weren't for my planning, how could you, a good-for-nothing like you, have come up with such a meticulous plan? And you're even dreaming of overthrowing the Zhou Dynasty with a medicine girl? That's simply wishful thinking."

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he turned around, jumped off the dead tree, and left with his subordinates.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting in the granary had gradually subsided and the place became quiet.

Marquis Xuanping cursed unwillingly, "What a bunch of rubbish!"

The sound echoed in the silent night, lingering in the dead woods, and the figures on the dead trees disappeared.

Only the faint whispers coming from the barn indicated this thrilling night.

The fire in the granary was still fierce. The snow that was originally as fine as rice grains had turned into flying feathers, floating down and covering layer upon layer of bloodstains.

The north wind brought with it a fishy smell, sweeping all the conspiracies and tricks into the darkness, leaving only a silver-white world.

The next morning, the city gate opened slowly with a heavy sound. The people who had been waiting for the snow to be cleared saw several Iron Eagle Guards who looked to be seriously injured and were tightly bandaged.

An Iron Eagle Guard announced at the city gate, "Last night, the corvée rations His Majesty had prepared for you were nearly robbed. Thanks to our desperate efforts, we were able to secure them. However, the enemy was outnumbered, and the Iron Eagle Guards were no match for them. Therefore, if the thieves attack again in the future, we will likely be unable to protect them, and we will not be able to exchange them for corvée rations."

The Iron Eagle Guards broadcast this notice three times on the high wall before stopping, and a notice was also posted at the city gate.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people below were immediately in an uproar. The people in Qingxue were all stretched to the limit, unable to afford the high-priced grain. Those who took advantage of Qingxue to take advantage of the low-priced grain would find it difficult to bear if their food supply was suddenly cut off.

The people started cursing the thieves who had robbed the grain.

Corpses were hung one by one on the city gate, swaying left and right. At that moment, a cold wind blew, which made the people below tremble in their hearts, and their angry curses stopped abruptly.

Then, a gong sounded, and civilians in ragged cotton-padded clothes, carrying brooms, shovels, and other snow-clearing tools, began to emerge from the city gates one after another. They glanced at the corpses hanging on the city gates, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

The people outside the city gate were interspersed in this team and slowly entered Yanjing. They also couldn't help but look at the corpses on the city gate, shuddered violently, and hurried away.

Wang and Lin blended in calmly, rented a carriage, and drove slowly towards their home.

The entire Yanjing is also operating for the new day amid this undercurrent.

Hayashiya

Xiao Yining had a long ideological struggle in bed, and finally crawled out of the warm quilt with difficulty, looking at Wang Gungun who was still sleeping soundly.

She puffed up her lips and waved her hands twice at the air "piapia" to vent her anger, then stuck her little head out of the bed curtain, with a tuft of hair on her head, and shouted "Mom".

Wan Niang heard the sound and hurried over. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help laughing: "Sister Qing is finally up. The snow is getting heavier. Let's not go out today."

Little Yining couldn't help but roll her eyes upwards and bluntly exposed her: "If it hadn't snowed, Mother wouldn't have let Sister Qing go out."

"Sister Qing is so smart, she is worthy of being your father's daughter." Wan Niang praised.

Xiao Yining: (￣△￣；), early in the morning, her mother started to feel love-struck.

She pursed her lips speechlessly and reminded him, "Qing Jie'er's smart brain is from her mother, and her father can't have children."

Wan Niang:......

The woman shook her head with a laugh. She gently opened the bed curtains and scooped her daughter into her arms. She glanced at the sleeping child tenderly, tucked in the quilt, and whispered, "Qingjie, Gungun is still sleeping soundly. Don't make any noise later. I'll take you to Grandma's for breakfast first."

Xiao Yining: →_→, early in the morning, her mother also began to feel love and affection for her.

"Humph!"

A little bit of dissatisfaction came out of the little kid's nose.

Wan Niang scratched her daughter's nose lovingly, lowered the bed curtains, tidied up, and left the main room.

Soon, a figure leisurely walked into the main room. Seeing this, the maid waiting in the main room hurried forward to report: "Master, the mistress has taken the princess to the old lady's place for dinner."

Lin Yuzan hadn't slept all night. When he heard this, he waved his hand to signal everyone in the room to leave, and said, "Don't tell the princess that I'm back."

"Yes!"

Gradually, the sounds in the room died down. Lin Yuzan walked into the bathroom, washed himself roughly with cold water, put on his thin pajamas, opened the bed curtains, and threw himself onto the bed in a very ungraceful manner.

But at this moment, a loud bang sounded from the bed: "Qing Jie'er, you are bullying me again, believe it or not, I will beat you..."

Lin Yuzan: ...

The old man's body stiffened, and he raised his head slightly, and saw Wang Gungun emerging from the quilt.

Sleepy eyes met bloodshot eyes, and there was a subtle stagnation in the air.

The kid was stunned for a moment, and before he could come to his senses, he was greeted with an angry shout.

"Wang Gun Gun, why are you here?!"

Lin Yuzan stood up quickly and without saying a word, he lifted the baby out of the quilt and into the air.

Wang Gungun also seemed to have just woken up from his dream. He reacted and roared with all his might, "I'm sleeping here. What's going on? You want to beat me to death? Come on, come on! If you dare to touch me, I'll beat you to death!"

Lin Yuzan: (?6?0▼益▼), this brat!

The old man endured and endured, and finally succumbed to the powerful force of his wife.

He carried the baby and looked around for a moment, finally seeing the pile of neatly folded clothes.

He reached out and took it, stuffed it into the little boy's arms, and threw him out the door.

With a "bang", the word "get out" hit the kid's forehead heavily.

Wang Gungun shuddered and woke up instantly. A warm current spread from his body to the ground, and a deafening cry immediately rang out.

When Wan Niang hurried back with her daughter in her arms, the two people in the main room, one adult and one child, were already arguing loudly.

A maid waiting at the door hurried forward to report: "Madam, Princess, when Master Gun Gun was kicked out just now, he wet his pants, and Master took him to the bathroom to wash up."

Wan Niang and her daughter: ...

To prove that what the maid said was true, Wang Gungun's crying sound immediately rang out in the bathroom.

"Lin Yuzan, I will never be reconciled with you. My innocence is gone!"

"Shut up, you just peed your pants, why are you howling? Are you still a man?"

"I'm not a man. I don't want you to bathe me."

"You are a man."

The adult and the child were yelling at each other in the bathroom, covering up the sound of the mother and daughter entering the room.

Wan Niang sighed tiredly, put her daughter on the ground, and walked to the door of the bathroom. She knocked twice and said softly, "Husband, let me wash you!"

Wang Gungun, who was on the other side, heard the noise and his arrogance immediately dissipated. He complained aggrievedly, "Aunt, my uncle bullied me."

However, the one who responded to him was indeed another person.

"Ahahaha, Gungun peed his pants. Sister Qing told me a long time ago that Gungun's clothes smelled of urine!"

Wang Gungun: (▼へ▼メ)

Wan Niang quickly scolded unhappily: "Qing Jie'er, don't laugh at me, you two are the same age."

Little Yining was not afraid at all. She crossed her arms and raised her head proudly, "Sister Qing has stopped wetting her pants a long time ago. If you don't believe me, you can ask Sister Qiuyi and Aunt Zhao."

Zhao Ya kept a professional smile and said nothing.

Qiu Yi nodded repeatedly, proving that what the young master said was true.

Wan Niang shook her head, not believing it at all: "Qing Jie'er, your father wet the bed when he was six, and you are only four now."

As soon as these words were spoken, the main room fell into silence.

But then, Lin Yuzan's dissatisfied voice came from the bathroom: "Wang Nianwan!"

Xiao Yining: ⊙w⊙, it turns out her dad is even worse than her!