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

When Jiang Yanchuan rushed to the courtyard, it was already in chaos.

A dozen children of different ages, holding various "weapons" in their hands, were randomly hitting a group of adult men who were lying on the ground. Liaochen and his companions were standing on the periphery, each holding a handful of stones in their hands, their eyes busy glancing around, in case anyone could muster the strength to resist.

The sanitary conditions in the yard were not very good, and the chaotic scene splashed up countless dust. Jiang Yanchuan looked for a long time before he found the figure of his own child.

Jiang Yingcheng danced the most happily.

She held up a stick that was half her height, and took advantage of the gaps between the attacks to strike again. Her movements were fast and fierce, and it was obvious that she was an "experienced worker" who often committed shady acts.

Jiang Yanchuan stood at the entrance of the yard, raised his hand slightly, and signaled the people behind him not to make any sound.

These kids have waited too long for this chance to vent, and they deserve it.

After watching for a while, Jiang Yanchuan suddenly felt that his decision not to let the soldiers speak was indeed a bit unnecessary.

The scene in the yard was extremely chaotic. Not only was there the noise caused by the group of children's disorderly attacks, but also their screams, hearty cheers, and...

The cursing sounds from the group of beaten men.

All the noises mixed together, and Jiang Yanchuan even felt that these noises gave him a bigger headache than the fighting among the officials in the court.

“Go for it!!”

——This is Jiang Yingcheng, who would boost the morale of his friends after just two hits.

"Ahhh, I asked you to hit me yesterday, and I asked you to hit me yesterday!"

——This is an unknown boy who is not much older than the little guy.

"There's another one over there who hasn't been hit hard yet. Two of you come and take care of him!"

——This is the unknown boy standing at the back of the crowd, responsible for coordinating the entire event.

“Liaochen!!!” The “dean” who had learned the bald donkey’s name from the kid roared heartbreakingly, “Fuck you, you deliberately sent your child to——Ah!!”

He had barely uttered half of the sentence when Le Chen, who was standing on the periphery, threw a stone at him, hitting him hard on the shoulder and neck, knocking the "dean" who was trying to sit up and resist back down.

He looked back vigilantly but did not look back.

After seeing that there was no unusual sound behind him, he calmly continued his previous action.

Finally, the group of children were tired of fighting. Jiang Yanchuan shook his sleeves and was about to step forward when he saw Chen and his men pull out a large bag of dry food from the secret pockets of their sleeves as if by magic, and then stepped forward to distribute it to everyone.

"Are you tired?" Lechen said with a loving smile, "Eat something and take a rest."

He was just about to say "take a break and continue".

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Fortunately, one of the children turned around and saw them, and screamed in surprise.

"Ahhhhhh, another bad guy is coming--"

Jiang Yingcheng, who was sitting on the ground with his back to them, jumped up immediately after hearing this: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Chengcheng, I still have - uh."

Jiang Yanchuan raised his eyebrows and watched the little guy's expression change three times in a very short period of time, from excitement to guilty to aggrieved. Each expression only lasted for a moment, and he was so skilled at it that he even felt a little distressed.

"Ooohhhhhhh-"

Tears as big as beans fell without warning, which really shocked the young people who had never experienced such a scene before.

“Dad, Daddy, wuaaaaa——”

Jiang Yingcheng opened her arms and ran wildly in the direction of her handsome father with an aggrieved expression, complaining as she ran: "Why did you come just now? Woohoo--"

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Early this morning, Lei Zhixin and his men who were heading to capture King Bei Ming brought word that they had made a major discovery and wanted him to make a decision. Seeing that Jiang Yingcheng's performance had been relatively good over the past few days, he thought for a while and decided to go there in person in order to resolve the important issues here as quickly as possible so that they could return to Beijing as soon as possible.

When he was halfway there, the secret guard following behind the little fellow sent him a message by carrier pigeon, explaining the situation the little fellow had encountered. He had no choice but to write a letter on the spot, listing all the problems mentioned by Lei Zhixin in the secret report, and then sent it over by express horse.

When I came back, I saw this scene.

Before he could vent his anger, he was met with a wave of "moral blackmail" from the little guy.

Jiang Yingcheng quickly ran to her handsome father, hugged the lean and strong calf in front of her with one hand, pointed at the "dean" opposite who was breathing more than breathing, and complained with sobs: "Daddy, he, he bullied Chengcheng!!"

Jiang Yanchuan looked in the direction the little guy pointed.

The "Dean", who had no idea how many blows he had suffered, heard this and forced himself to open his eyes. His slightly distracted gaze first swept over Jiang Yingcheng and the other person, and then fell on Lechen.

"She calls him dad?"

"Then who are you--" Just now, before He Si fell into coma, he clearly roared, saying that this bald donkey was impure and had raised such a grown-up daughter.

"Whoosh-"

Liaochen knelt on the ground, and his hand hidden under his wide sleeves turned half a circle almost invisibly. A stone shot out at a high speed and hit the "dean's" mute point heavily.

“Dean”: “…”

Jiang Yanchuan didn't care about this little episode.

His attention was entirely focused on the little guy.

The little girl shed tears this time because she wanted to take the initiative and not let him blame her too much, but it was undeniable that she did have many evidences of having suffered injustice.

She must have cried once before, and there were traces of dried tears on her face, leaving traces of ashes.

His eyelids were a little swollen, his clothes were torn in several places, a small purse hung loosely around his waist, and several used hidden weapon boxes were scattered on the ground.

She had suffered here, and Jiang Yanchuan felt a wave of heartache in his heart, but he showed no sign of it on his face.

The little girl had done too many dangerous things in Beiming, so he had to be cruel and let her know the consequences of doing so.

Jiang Yanchuan raised his hand to wipe the tears from the little guy's face, and said "hmm" in a cold voice: "Did this person run into the yard where we live and forcibly bring you here?"

Jiang Yingcheng’s crying paused.

She opened her eyes a tiny bit and through that tiny bit she observed the expression on her handsome father's face.

The cautious expression was very pitiful, and Jiang Yanchuan's heartache became even worse.

He sighed softly and decided to wait until his anger died down before trying to find a way to have a good talk with this ignorant little guy.

"Do you know you're wrong?" Jiang Yanchuan gave way, "Will you dare to do it again next time?"

Jiang Yingcheng nodded aggrievedly.

Seeing that the little guy admitted his mistake, Jiang Yanchuan reached out and wanted to rub the little guy's head -

【Dare again next time! 】

Jiang Yanchuan's hand stopped in mid-air.

The expressions on the faces of Lachen and the others behind him all cracked.

——So that nod of your head was an answer to the following question?!

Jiang Yingcheng lowered his head, not noticing the different expressions on everyone's faces, and angrily in his heart -

[Father has no idea how valuable these people are! ]

If he knew, he would definitely praise Cheng Cheng for being sensible! !

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."