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

Chapter 887: The Eve of Rebellion (2)

Zhang Liangchuan smiled bitterly upon hearing his friend's words, and muttered, "If other adults find me, how can I make amends?"

Wang and Lin looked at each other, a trace of helplessness flashing in their eyes.

Zhang Liangchuan seemed to realize that he had spoken out of turn and quickly changed the subject: "It's getting late now, brothers, go back and rest. I will come to pick you up in the morning!"

As he said this, he hailed a carriage, put his two friends in it, and watched them leave.

The subordinate who had seen the entire scene looked at his master who remained silent and said, "Master, I will go and find out why these two are not in the Imperial Examination Hall."

"No need, they should have handed in their papers." Leng Qingyin retracted his gaze and let the carriage continue to move forward.

"So fast?" The subordinate couldn't believe it. It was impossible for his young master to come out so quickly.

He couldn't help but speculate: "Master, these two people didn't just write something randomly and come out, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was given a cold look.

"Let's go back to the house and see if my wife is going crazy in the house."

"Yes!"

......

The imperial palace and Funing Hall were experiencing unprecedented bustle.

Pei Dafu presented Wang and Lin's original answers to the emperor, then stepped behind him and looked at the four little ones who were gathered in front of the dragon table, flipping through the memorials unscrupulously.

After a cursory review, the emperor nodded with satisfaction, handed the paper back, and said a two-word comment, "Perfect! Tell Prime Minister Ai to review it truthfully, and don't worry about me."

Pei Dafu responded respectfully, recalling the experience of going to the Imperial Examination Hall just now.

When Ai Xiang handed Wang and Lin's answers to him, his hands trembled slightly, and it was unclear whether it was from anger or excitement. He also said to him: "Your Majesty's two juniors, although extremely arrogant, do have real talent and knowledge. If nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely not disappoint Your Majesty's expectations."

Pei Dafu: It seems that those two guys are already in the top ten, but I don’t know if they can make it into the top three. This concerns His Majesty’s private treasury!

While he was thinking, a voice that echoed his thoughts came to his ears.

Little Yining put down the memorial, climbed down from the chair, and threw himself on the emperor's lap. Blinking his eyes, he asked, "Uncle, can my father make it into the top three? Can my eldest uncle be the champion?"

Sheng Jingchen: ...

"Uh……"

The emperor was in deep thought when Sheng Hongtong, standing beside him, frankly interrupted him: "Sister Qing, even if your father could make it into the top three, my father can't afford to buy you ten golden beds."

Sheng Jingchen: (*￣m￣)

Little Yining turned to look at him and said seriously, "It's okay. As long as my father and uncle can get good grades in the exam, Qingjie doesn't need my uncle's golden bed."

After saying this, she raised her eyes and continued to look up at the old baby with the most sincere eyes, as if to say to him, "I am thinking about my uncle!"

Xiao Yining: (Φ w Φ), thick thighs, bah, the ranking of two old men is much more important than the golden bed!

Sheng Jingchen: ...

At this moment, a voice came to Xiao Yining's ears that made her change her expression.

"I also hope that my uncle can get into the top three, otherwise Sister Qing will lose her golden bed, and my aunt will not only whip me with a bamboo stick, but also Sister Qing's buttocks." Lin Yinhu said anxiously.

"By then, Sister Qing's butt will be torn from two pieces into four, which will become a popular saying: "her butt is blooming." Wang Gungun agreed without thinking it was too much.

Xiao Yining: (▼へ▼メ)

The little kid immediately put his hands on his hips and retorted, "Nonsense! My mom won't spank Qing Jie'er! This is all Dad's fault. If Mom wants to spank someone, it'll be Dad!"

"Pfft!"

Pei Dafu couldn't help it, and threw his professional ethics to the wind, laughing out loud, and then he was given a sidelong look by his master.

He quickly put away his smile, looked at the little girl, and said soothingly: "Princess Le'an, don't worry. With His Majesty here, your mother will definitely not take action."

The little girl's eyes lit up, as if she had been enlightened. She suddenly realized that she was now in the palace. If her mother wanted to beat her, she would definitely wait until she returned home.

She was busy rubbing her face against the old baby's legs, begging in a baby voice, "Uncle, can Qingjie stay hidden in the palace forever? There are bad guys outside, and Qingjie is scared!"

Sheng Jingchen: ...

The emperor rubbed his brows with a headache, helplessly lowering his eyes to look at the little boy's hopeful face. Then he glanced at Pei Dafu, who was still trying hard to suppress his smile, and ordered: "Send Princess Le'an and the children back to Wan Niang!"

Xiao Yining: (个_个), the old baby is also afraid of her mother?

The little kid, like a wilted eggplant, muttered dejectedly, "Sister Qing can't bear to leave Uncle Grandpa."

As soon as she finished speaking, a big, broad hand fell on her little head.

"Grand uncle is also reluctant to leave Sister Qing, but it is getting late today and there are still many important memorials that need to be dealt with. Sister Qing, please go back and rest first, and come back to accompany Grand uncle tomorrow." The emperor comforted.

Little Yining glanced sideways at the mountain of memorials, pursed her lips, and finally left sensibly with the palace maid.

The emperor watched the four little ones leave, then looked at the endless pile of memorials on the dragon table, sighed tiredly, and continued to review them.

Pei Dafu observed his master's expression and gently advised: "Your Majesty, you should rest early!"

"Marquis Xuanping has caused such a big commotion, is there any other action?" the emperor asked in a deep voice.

Pei Dafu's expression froze as he whispered, "The shadow guards report that the Marquis of Xuanping appears to be planning to attack the Imperial Examination candidates tomorrow, forcing you to abdicate. Furthermore, Gao Yili has led his assassins to the Shouyao Hall of the Imperial Women's School, attempting to infiltrate the palace and abduct the Crown Prince and the Third Prince."

"Gao Yili?"

Sheng Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and said jokingly, "He was demoted to a commoner by me, yet he still had the guts to try to make me suffer the pain of losing my son. I underestimated him!

When Pei Dafu heard this, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: Because Princess Anping castrated his son Gao Jiuru, he naturally hates you to the core and wants you to taste his pain!

As I was thinking this, the master's voice came again.

The emperor called him and then asked in an ambiguous tone, "Can you tell me if the Marquis of Xuanping and his men can force me to abdicate tomorrow?"

Pei Dafu's heart leaped, and for some reason, he sensed a deeper meaning in these words. He quickly glanced at his master, noticing the weariness on his face. He smiled and replied, "Of course it won't work, Your Majesty. You hold the safety of the nation at your fingertips. You are a wise ruler supported by the people. How could those traitors possibly succeed?"

Sheng Jingchen glanced at him and nodded slightly without comment.

Seeing this, Pei Dafu said something inexplicably: "Your Majesty has already made thorough plans and is not afraid of these jumping clowns. Moreover, Your Majesty still needs to support Princess Le'an and Princess Jiahe, so how could he let these traitors succeed?"

"Ok?"

The emperor was slightly startled, then turned his head to look at Pei Dafu, met his slightly teasing eyes, and feigned displeasure, saying, "General Manager Pei is becoming more and more daring. How dare you criticize me!"

Pei Dafu immediately admitted his mistake respectfully, but with a smile in his eyes, it was obvious that he did not take the emperor's rebuke to heart.

The emperor glared at him helplessly, shook his head slightly, and then focused on the memorial in his hand.