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

Little Yining looked at the moving animals on the copper plate and blinked her eyes. She never expected that something she could only see in a museum would be in front of her.

It was already time for school to end. After saying goodbye to Yu Ke, Xiao Yining walked alone on the path back to Linglong Courtyard. Unexpectedly, she met Pei Dafu at a fork in the road. He said that she was frightened and her uncle sent him to check on her. Xiao Yining would not be so stupid as to ask how the emperor knew about it. This girl must have spies.

Pei Dafu looked at her with a smile and said, "Young lady, please accept this. His Majesty heard that you were frightened yesterday and specially picked this for you to calm your nerves."

"Grandpa Pei, thank my uncle for me." Xiao Yining's mouth was in an O shape, and she quickly held the wash basin in her arms. There were only two wash basins in the museum, one was called Jin Gong Pan, and the other was called Zi Zhong Jiang Pan. After filling with water, the animal statues inside would move, lifelike. Now she could have one, which was really unimaginable. This gift really touched Xiao Yining's heart.

"The emperor asked the young lady to study hard. He will test your grades in the near future," Pei Dafu said again.

Xiao Yining's smile broke. This was totally unnecessary. She suddenly wanted to return the wash basin in her hand. She looked at the old eunuch in front of her with an accusing look. The old eunuch smiled slightly and planned to go back to report.

"Grandpa Pei, can you help me deliver a letter?" Xiao Yining thought of the letter that she had not had time to ask the maid to deliver today.

The eunuch chief Pei Dafu was stunned, but he also felt relieved in his heart. He didn't expect that this little kid would be so thoughtful in delivering a letter to the emperor. The emperor himself had no daughter, so he must be very concerned about this little person and must be very happy.

"Who are you sending this letter to, young lady? I will definitely deliver it."

"Grandpa Pei, you are so kind!" Xiao Yining gave him a good guy card and handed him the thick envelope that had been prepared long ago. "Grandpa Pei, please help me send it to my cousin."

Pei Dafu: Your Majesty has made a mistake after all. This little girl has no conscience.

Pei Dafu took the thick letter. He knew that words spoken were like spilled water and could not be taken back. He had to deliver the letter.

Xiao Yining said thank you again and left quickly.

"What a heartless kid." Pei Dafu looked at the unsealed envelope and shook his head. Curiosity arose again. He wanted to see what this little kid would write.

He thought truthfully in his heart and did so.

Pei Dafu took out the letter and saw the Chinese character "田" (field) with countless ink dots on it. "Fortunately it's not for His Majesty, this character is really ugly."

He flipped through a few more pages. Wow, this picture is so eye-catching. How could this picture be a letter?

Xiao Yining didn't know that her masterpiece had been peeped by this shameless eunuch. She was still worried whether her fellow villagers could receive her signal. It should be possible. Leng Yi seemed to be able to guess what Xiao Yining meant.

Leng Yi frowned as he took the letter. Today both the father and daughter wrote to him. He took out a thin letter from his sleeve. It was sent by Lin Yuzan in the morning. Now Lin Yining sent another thick letter. He wondered what they wanted to tell him.

Leng Yi thought for a moment, then went to the study room prepared for him by Wan Niang and took out Lin Yining's letter to read.

At the same time, a person gently landed from above the study. It was Pei Dafu. He was really curious about what the letter that the child asked him to deliver said.

Just idle time.

Leng Yi picked up Lin Yining's painting and started to look at it. The top one had a one on it and two square frames next to it. He looked at it for a while and then followed Lin Yining's train of thought, "One ounce for two cakes."

He put the painting aside and looked at the next one, which was a little man holding a big round ink dot, with a frame and a round table next to it.

"I got some sweet potatoes when I went shopping the day before yesterday."

After finishing the interpretation, he looked at the next one. It was a little man and a big ingot, with a dark area behind him and countless small dots in front of him.

Leng Yi looked at the painting, resting his chin on his left hand and thinking for a long time. His right index finger gently ran over the black part, leaving a black powdery substance on his fingertips. He sniffed it and said, "It's ash. She went to the burning area in the south of the city with that stingy man. It should have been yesterday."

Pei Dafu on the roof was dumbfounded. He thought he was the head of an intelligence team helping the emperor to handle all kinds of information, but he didn't understand the meaning of this painting.

Leng Yi turned to the next one. The black and white ink painting had color for the first time. He looked at the painting. It was also a little man and a big ingot. In front of it was another little man lying on the ground with a red cross drawn on it. The black piece behind it was also red on the top, but there was an extra black ink dot on the bottom and a circle drawn on the outside. With the experience of interpreting the previous painting, Leng Yi immediately understood the meaning. "She and that stingy man found out that the fire in the south of the city was related to sweet potatoes, and the sweet potatoes were stolen."

The last picture is the one Pei Dafu saw with countless ink spots in the field.

“The yield of sweet potatoes is very encouraging.”

Leng Yi finished flipping through all the paintings, frowned deeply again, sorted all the paintings again, and murmured to himself, "Sister Qing wants to tell me that the fire in the south of the city was set by General Leng's mansion. No, it was set by Miss Leng who runs the pastry shop. She wants sweet potatoes."

Xiao Yining: You are worthy of being my fellow villager. I will carry the flag for you.

This time it was Pei Dafu's turn to have his mouth open into an O shape because he had just heard some big news.

Leng Yi took out Lin Yuzan's letter and read it carefully. Lin Yuzan's letter did not mention anything about the south of the city. Instead, it asked him to buy a farm in a remote area in the suburbs and secretly grow sweet potatoes. It also wrote in great detail how to grow them.

"This man is really desperate. He wrote a letter so brazenly. Isn't he afraid of being found out?" Leng Yi burned the letter, leaving only Lin Yining's scribbled talisman. "The person standing behind that Miss Leng is King Yu."

Pei Dafu got the news he wanted. Although he couldn't believe it, it did not stop him from telling the emperor.

A soft "hiccup" sound came from beside his feet.

Pei Dafu was still thinking, fortunately it was daytime. The next moment, he felt a needle-like pain in his head, and then a brush shot out from under his feet.

Oh my god, this little girl’s cousin is not an ordinary person.

Leng Yi coughed lightly and jumped onto the roof, looking coldly at the broken tiles, "You escaped so quickly."

He slowly withdrew his mental power. After coming to this world, he was much slower and weaker, but his mental power gradually recovered as this body recovered. He clenched his fists, not knowing whether his original strength would be restored. Otherwise, he would not have let the thief run away just now, and he did not know whether it would pose a threat to the little girl's family.

Leng Yi felt a little worried. Apart from anything else, the sweet potato in his hand was the Lin family's death warrant. This was not a place where strength was respected, but power was respected.

Xiao Yining probably didn't expect that this fellow villager was not the one she thought he was, but someone from another place.

Xiao Yining: So all the other book travelers have golden fingers, but I don’t.

Author: Why do you focus on something different?