0p0 Chapter 709: The Masked Man Reappears + The Weird Mr. Leng
Chapter 709: The Masked Man Reappears + The Weird Mr. Leng
The little kid looked up quietly while the two old men were talking, then lowered his head as if nothing had happened, pricked up his ears, and ate the melon in silence.
Just at this moment, she heard a very familiar rumbling sound from her stomach and a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on her forehead.
小以宁：=?0?1?0?1?0?0?0?0(?6?7?4?0?6?7?6?4?0?1?0?3?0?3)，别搞啊，正听到关键的时候呢！
This subtle sound naturally attracted the attention of the two old men.
Wang and Lin both looked at the little girl and saw that she was still playing with the wooden sculpture obediently, her face still flushed with heat from bathing.
The little kid raised his head and called out in a baby voice, "Dad..."
Lin Yuzan took out a casual handkerchief and wiped his daughter's steamy face, interrupting, "Qingjie, don't interrupt me. Dad will send you back to rest after you say a few more words."
Xiao Yining: ≥﹏≤, okay, I’ll bear it!
The old man didn't think much about it and returned to the original topic.
"Qiu Xuanzhi seems to be a man who accepts many followers and never refuses anyone who comes to seek advice, but in fact, that is not the case. I went to test him this afternoon and found that he is just scheming but has little talent."
"This person has kept our articles for four years. It is very likely that Gu Shinian said something to him. He is guarding against us going to the capital."
The old man sounded a little thirsty, so he poured himself a cup of tea, replaced the wooden sculpture in his daughter's hand with a teacup, and motioned for her to take a sip.
Wang Cheng helped hold the kid's teacup, glanced at his old rival, and continued, "A good chess player always has the ambition to control the overall situation. Every move of the opponent is within his calculations. We are on his chessboard, and he is also a chess piece in our hands. Is this all you can see in the whole afternoon?"
Lin Yuzan's attention was focused on his daughter. He saw her little hands holding the teacup tightly but not pouring a sip into her mouth.
He reluctantly reached out and put his daughter's teacup back on the table, then hugged her back and casually replied, "This person now obeys Leng Shuyu's orders, but he should have some quirks."
At this point, Lin Yuzhan paused and raised an intriguing smile: "Gun Gun called herself Sister Qing in Qingshan Seclusion today."
After saying this, he began to observe his daughter's reaction with interest.
Little Yining's face was still flushed, and she clenched her teeth. She noticed her father's gaze, slowly moved her eyes away, and then quickly turned to the front.
Lin Yuzan: ...Why do I have this ominous feeling?
Wang Cheng also noticed that something was wrong with the little girl, and quickly reached out to feel her pulse, asking with concern, "Qing Jie'er, are you feeling unwell? Tell your uncle."
Unexpectedly, the moment his slightly cool fingers touched the kid's chubby little fist, the kid shuddered violently.
In an instant, the room was filled with an indescribable stench.
At the same time, the little kid tearfully asked, "Dad, are you done? Qingjie wants to poop!"
Wang and Lin: ...
The aroma of tea was still rising from the table, but the room was empty. Two old men, holding the baby, ran quickly to the toilet.
Then, two angry roars rang out from the Wang family yard: "Brother Hu, come here!"
After Lin Yinhu experienced the mixed doubles match during the day, he faced the mixed doubles match in the evening.
There was no conversation that night, except for the occasional cry of the baby and the occasional whisper of the patrolling soldiers outside the wall.
The next morning, the carriage carrying the master who was out for fun slowly drove out of the side door of the Lin family and headed towards the bustling street.
Wang Cheng once again prepared the expenses needed for the day and took on the responsibility of taking his sister and two children out for fun.
At this moment, he was still looking at his niece's dizzy head and taking her pulse.
After a while, he let out a sigh of relief and said to his sister, "Let's buy some light food for Qingjie today and don't let her be greedy."
Wan Niang's brows, which were originally furrowed with worry, relaxed as she spoke. She looked at her daughter with a reproachful look and gently warned her, "Mother said I would let you rest at home for half a day, but you refused. If you are greedy again today, I will not let you out no matter what you say tomorrow."
As soon as these words fell, little Yining's drooping head instantly perked up, and a determined look appeared in her eyes, "Mom, Qingjie is fine, she will definitely not poop today!"
Wang siblings: ..., that would be even more serious!
At this time, another kid in the car also echoed loudly: "Don't worry, little aunt, I'm watching, Qingjie won't try to steal any snacks."
Xiao Yining: (*￣m￣)
The Wang siblings turned to the person who had spoken, nodded with satisfaction, and said in unison: "Then we'll have to trouble you today."
Wang Gungun grinned, shook his smug little head, and looked at Xiao Yining provocatively.
The two kids looked at each other, and the air was filled with smoke and sparks belonging to them.
Because of yesterday's experience, Lin Yuzhan took Lin Yinhu with him and went to Jiang Xueshi's residence to be scolded.
Wang Gungun got what he wanted and joined the tour group, taking on the task of looking after little Yining.
The two little ones stared at each other for a moment, then snorted at the same time, crossed their arms, turned their heads, and leaned against the car windows on their sides, admiring the noisy street scene outside.
Upon seeing this, the Wang siblings looked at each other in silence, then regardless of the awkwardness between the two little ones, they also looked outside.
By then, the carriage had already entered the downtown area and its speed had slowed down.
Although it is the second day of the holiday, the streets are still bustling with traffic, vendors and pedestrians.
As expected, the Lin family's carriage was stuck in the road a few hundred meters away from the destination arranged by the old man.
Wang Cheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the two carriages in front of him that were arguing over the road.
He sighed helplessly, picked up Wang Gungun resignedly, got off the carriage, and told the plan for today: "I have booked a private room on the second floor of Yuelai Teahouse. The Nuo opera will pass by the street below the private room in the afternoon. We can watch it from above then, without having to squeeze with the people below."
Wan Niang and her daughter nodded hurriedly without any objection.
As soon as the two adults and two children got off the carriage, all kinds of noises outside came to their faces.
In an instant, the hawking and shouting, mixed with all kinds of discussions and whispers, floated into the ears of the four people without any obstruction.
"Yesterday, a traitor appeared on Mount Tianshan. The Iron Eagle Guards searched for him all night, but I heard they found nothing."
"That's right. The woman next door used to be very cheerful, but she kept quiet last night for fear that the Iron Eagle Guards would break into her house."
"Oh, you know all this?"
"How could I not know? I heard that her family moved out of West Alley because of this incident, but the neighbors didn't mention it."
"..."
Xiao Yining's eyes involuntarily glanced over and looked at the men who were talking nonsense. They had already blended into the crowd and disappeared.
Just at this moment, a man wearing half a smooth black mask walked out of the crowd. Under the mask was the lower half of his face, except for the mouth, which was covered with scars and wrinkles.
The man seemed to notice the little girl's gaze. He raised his eyes and looked at her, then changed direction and walked steadily towards the study next to him.
Xiao Yining followed the man's back into the study with curious eyes, then retracted them and muttered to himself, the burns on that man's face were so severe.
The little girl slowly turned around, leaned in her mother's arms, counted the heads in front of her, and did not take this little episode to heart.
However, what she didn't expect was that her fate with this stranger was more than just this.
Soon, little Yining spotted the plaque of "Yue Lai Tea House" not far away. She remembered this place very clearly.
This incident almost cost Lu Tingfeng his head. If Chen Jiaoyi hadn't taken her and other children to find trouble with him and accidentally saved his life, he would have died long ago.
However, even though someone had died in Yuelai Teahouse and there was a magical legend about the Great Censor Liu skinning people here, it did not stop the business from being booming. It was even better than before, and even the service was more than twice as good as when she first came.
As soon as they passed through the bustling crowd and arrived at the entrance of Yuelai Teahouse, the waiter inside immediately came up to them warmly and led them to the second floor.
At this moment, the teahouse was packed. On the high platform on the first floor, the storyteller was updating current affairs with great enthusiasm, exaggerating the so-called miracle that occurred on Mount Tianshan yesterday, causing the audience below to exclaim in amazement.
After listening to a few short sentences, little Yining withdrew his attention in silence. The battle yesterday against his uncle had made the people regard him as the spokesperson of heaven. They firmly believed that as long as he was there, the Great Zhou would exist. If he met with an accident, the Great Zhou would surely perish.
Although what he said was even more bizarre than what was in the book, the book did mention it a few times. After her great uncle was poisoned to death by her father, the Great Zhou Dynasty fell into chaos for a time, and many forces that were suppressed by her great uncle's personal charm came into play one after another.
Even though the male and female protagonists have halos and many helpers, it still takes a lot of effort to stabilize the court. Naturally, the ones who contribute the most must be the second and third male protagonists.
Thinking of this, the little girl pursed her lips in depression. She suddenly realized that all the elders in her family had the character of being willing to endure hardships.
At this moment, Wang Cheng, who had no intention of suffering, suddenly turned his head and looked at his niece who was secretly whispering to him, and said in a gentle voice: "Qing Jie'er, there are countless literati and scholars gathered here. After the storytelling, they will hold a talk show. You should listen carefully and share your feelings with your uncle."
小以宁：(?0?1_?0?1&34;)，她才几岁，需要什么感悟！
The little kid secretly rolled his eyes and added another comment to his elders: It would be fine if they didn't have to suffer themselves, but they are making things difficult for the younger ones.
The old man's words not only struck the little boy as outrageous, but even his own sister felt the same way.
Wan Niang's temper before she got married was aroused, and she instantly lost her temper and slapped her eldest brother with one hand.
Wang Cheng was pushed forward by the sudden force and nearly fell down the stairs. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed the railing in time to save his face.
Wan Niang said angrily, "Brother, you are teasing Qing Jie'er again. She has only just started to learn. How can she understand the quibbling of words by you scholars?"
Wang Cheng: (￣_￣|||), I forgot, Wan Niang was also there.
Wang Cheng touched the place where he was slapped helplessly, slowly stood up, and smiled awkwardly: "Wan Niang, don't be angry. It was my brother who made a slip of the tongue. I should have shared my insights with Sister Qing."
Wan Niang glared at the unreliable man with her beautiful eyes hidden under the veil, took Wang Gungun from his hand, walked around him, and walked up angrily.
Little Yining also took the opportunity to turn around and made a face at her uncle who wanted her to suffer.
Wang Cheng rarely looked silly. He scratched the back of his head subconsciously and climbed the stairs with a smile on his face.
At this moment, a scholar walked out of the box on the second floor, holding an inkstone with ground ink, and hurried downstairs.
Seeing this, Wang Cheng and his companions quickly stepped aside to let him pass first.
Unexpectedly, this person was too panicked when going downstairs, and he missed a step and slid down the stairs screaming. The inkstone in his hand also fell out of his hand, and the ink splashed towards Wang Cheng and his group.
The sudden change came unexpectedly, and Wang Cheng hurried forward to protect his sister and the two children in his arms.
With a crisp "click" sound, Wang Gungun, with his face stained with ink, raised his head and looked at Wang Cheng, saying aggrievedly: "I didn't go out to have my fortune told. If I had known you were so unlucky, I wouldn't have gone out with you!"
Wang Cheng:......
In an instant, except for Xiao Yining who was protected in the center, the other three all suffered.
Wang Cheng's moon-white coat had been stained with varying shades of ink, and Wan Niang's crimson-purple skirt also had a black spot.
The scholar who had fallen to the ground saw this and turned pale. He endured the great pain and crawled up to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I was in a hurry to go downstairs to write a poem, but I didn't expect to be careless..."
However, before he finished speaking, a loud question came from above: "What happened to Mr. Zhao?"
When everyone looked over, they saw a thin man wearing half a black mask and a bamboo green robe with dark cloud patterns walk out of the box and look down at everyone.
Seeing the familiar appearance of this person, the little kid's eyes suddenly widened and an expression of incredible shock appeared on his face.
Xiao Yining: ⊙_⊙, when did this person come? He was clearly walking behind her just now, she couldn’t be hallucinating!
The masked man glanced at the kid calmly, then glanced at the clothes of the Wang brothers and sisters, then bowed to them and said in an orderly manner: "I am very sorry, everyone. This young man still has to attend the Qing Tan meeting. If you have anything to say, please talk to me first."
Then, he waved to Mr. Zhao and said, "You go down first, don't miss the important matter."
Zhao Juzi bowed his hands repeatedly in gratitude and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Leng. I was too anxious and hurried. I will come up and apologize to you later."
After saying this, the culprit abandoned the victim and ran away in panic.
The masked man above also made a corresponding move, made a gesture of invitation, and continued to say to Wang Cheng and his group: "Please sit in my box for a while. I will immediately order someone to sell ready-made clothes to apologize to you."
Wang Cheng's cold eyes fell on the man's covered face, and an ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to nod, he heard his niece's voice of resistance.
Little Yining looked around in panic: "Uncle, Qingjie doesn't want to stay here. Last time, a head rolled down like the uncle just now. Qingjie is afraid..."
As soon as the words fell, Wan Niang patted her back to comfort her, and asked in surprise: "How come Qing Jie still remembers this? Didn't A Yi say that you were outside at the time and didn't see it?"
Xiao Yining: (￣-￣), you are so honest, how can I continue to act!
The little girl pretended to struggle, and stretched out her body to ask the old man to hold her: "Uncle, Qingjie is afraid of bad people and wants to go home."
In the end, the old man didn't accept her trick. He glanced at Mr. Leng and said meaningfully to comfort him: "Qingjie, you remembered it wrongly. It was a magic trick. There are no bad people here."
After saying that, he took the most unlucky Wang Gungun by the hand and walked in front of the masked man: "Mr. Leng, please..."
Xiao Yining: ∑(￣□￣;), no way, I can’t carry even one or two!