The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Click--click, click...

The sound of dead branches being stepped on and broken rang out one after another, getting closer and closer, and finally falling directly behind him.

Ying Sinan's entire body froze into a long straight line, with only his eyeballs moving slightly to glance at the hand that suddenly stretched out from his shoulder.

It was thick and rough, clearly the hands of a scholar, yet callouses formed on many parts of the hand.

These hands write beautifully, but they hurt a lot when they hit someone.

The owner of the hand said grimly behind him: "Diligent and studious, have you been studying Qimen Dunjia painstakingly since the age of six?"

Ying Sinan shuddered violently and said weakly, "No, no..."

The cold voice behind him never stopped, not caring whether he was standing steadily, whether he was still dizzy, or whether he had a happy day. It was only concerned with questioning him.

"Threate Xiang Yan to do your homework for you?"

"Ask Duan Mo to help you defraud money at home?"

"What's that about the guy at the alley? Are you threatening him too?!"

Ying Sinan's lips trembled slightly, and he almost performed a macho cry in front of everyone on the spot: "Dad... please listen to my explanation, Dad..."

The heavy weight on his shoulders was finally lifted. After a rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other, his father's cold voice, which he used before beating someone, rang out: "Okay, explain it to me."

Ying Sinan: “…”

...It seems that there is nothing that can be explained?

Ying Sinan's toes moved slightly to the side without being noticed, preparing to start today——

"what!!"

The little bastard's voice suddenly sounded again at this moment.

"Uncle, where are you going?!"

Ying Sinan: “!!!”

Ying Sinan was furious!

You little bastard!!

You are ruining your life, do you know that? ! !

The big hand behind him skillfully reached back with lightning speed, but this time, it landed directly on his neck and pinched him fiercely -

"Ow!!"

The pig-slaughtering screams instantly resounded throughout the government office, but the officials in the distance who were unaware of the situation did not react much.

It has been a long time since the young master was beaten by the old master. After counting on his fingers, it is time...

The people patrolling nearby looked at each other, smiled mischievously, and walked away.

……

Ying Sinan dragged his broken body and squatted in the corner to lick his wounds, complaining non-stop: "Wow, wow, wow, I'm already nearly twenty years old, please give me some face in front of outsiders!"

Ying Minxing rejected the proposal and snorted heavily.

Then, he moved his toes slightly, turned around, and looked at the father and daughter who were obviously the leaders of the group.

"Excuse me for making fun of you all. I am the magistrate of Tuobi County, Ying Minxing."

He leaned forward slightly and gave a brief self-introduction.

His every move and gesture revealed the natural gentleness and elegance of a scholar, completely different from the violent way he had just disciplined his son.

Jiang Yanchuan nodded and introduced himself more briefly: "Gu Chuan."

Ying Minxing didn't pay attention to his overly cold attitude, nor did he mention the group of people they had captured on Yuntong Mountain. He stood there for a long while with a tangled expression, and finally uttered, "Anything else?"

Jiang Yanchuan paused and raised one eyebrow.

Ying Sinan was horrified: "Dad?!"

Ying Minxing also looked somewhat embarrassed, but he still said, "Did your Master Yu... say anything else?"

Although his Ying family was not a scholarly family, he and his wife were both book lovers. But for some reason, they managed to cultivate such a terrible thing.

He didn't expect to turn Ying Sinan back to the right path, but he also wanted to know how this kid went astray.

and so--

Ying Minxing looked at the little boy in the man's arms with an earnest look in his eyes: "Did your Uncle Yu say anything else about my son?"

"Dad! They are the main family of those tomb robbers!" Ying Sinan was panicking and had already started to shamelessly throw dirty water on them. "How can you trust them?!"

Jiang Yingcheng: "???"

She had originally planned to let Uncle Ying go, but since Uncle Ying said so, don't blame her for being rude!

Jiang Yingcheng stretched her upper body by holding onto the shoulders of her handsome father, looked straight into Ying Sinan's eyes over Ying Minxing's shoulder, and then, suddenly smiled.

whee.

Ying Sinan: “…”

"Dad!" Ying Sinan's scalp was almost numbed by the little guy's laughter!

Ahhhh look at her! Look at her!

She is going to kill me ahhhhhhhhh!!!

"What are you yelling for?" Ying Minxing turned around and scolded impatiently. When he turned back again, his face was smiling kindly again, "Don't be afraid, grandpa will take care of him later!"

"Ok!"

Jiang Yingcheng originally wanted to build a good relationship with this grandfather whose head was full of novel ideas to make money. Now that she had this opportunity, she immediately started to spill gossip about her Uncle Ying!

And the gossip was so explosive that it was lethal right from the start.

"Uncle Yu said that when Uncle Ying was learning the art of Qimen Dunjia, he was particularly obsessed with it. He often skipped classes to go to his master and studied for the whole day. When school was over, he would go home and pretend to go to school!"

Ying Sinan: “…”

Ying Minxing: “…”

Ministers present: Wow!!

Lei Zhixin, who was eager to watch the fun, took the initiative to move closer to Zhong Chengwang next to him: "This wave..."

Zhong Chengwang smoothly replied, "It's enough to send Brother Ying away."

There are thousands of paths a man can take to become a person or an official in this world, but when it comes to being a father, all of them hope that their children can acquire knowledge from an early age so that their future will have more possibilities.

The issue of skipping school can basically touch the sore spot of all parents.

Thinking of the little guy's efforts in skipping school for a long time, all the ministers showed a very mischievous smile on their faces -

As expected, you poor students know best where to hit the most painfully!!

Ying Minxing clenched his fists tightly and took several deep breaths before he finally prepared himself mentally. He slowly turned around and looked at the "group" of unfilial sons in the corner.

Yes, a lump.

The annoying thing knew that it was going to die soon, so it had given up resistance and collapsed on the spot like a puddle of mud.

"Ah."

The "mud" shook again visibly.

"Anything else?" Ying Minxing's voice was gentle, but the sound of his teeth grinding was particularly obvious.

"There are some!"

Jiang Yingcheng smiled and told out all the lies that Ying Sinan had told since he was a child and had never been discovered.

what--

He set up a formation on the mountain, which trapped the people by mistake for two days. He only realized it when their family members reported it to the authorities.

what--

He never did any homework when he was young. The reason why he was not discovered for all these years was probably because he only had one "gunman" from beginning to end.

what--

“Ahhhhhhhh!!” Ying Sinan suddenly screamed, “Stop saying it, ahhhhhhh!”

Leave him a breath!!

Ying Minxing clenched his back teeth, like an enraged bull: "Ying, Si, Nan——"

[Hehehe~]

[Are you stupid? Hehehe~]

[Fortunately, Chengcheng's beautiful father would not yell at Chengcheng like this~]

Ying Minxing: “…”

Ying Minxing: “???”