He had been fine before he ntioned it, but the more he spoke, the more Yangyang’s expression turned to one of a brooding grievance.
It made Ye Zi’an unable to ignore him even if he wanted to.
Turning his head, he glared at Mu Shaoling, "I think you’re too idle, aren’t you? Picking fights between father and son when there’s nothing to do?"
"Hehe," Mu Shaoling chuckled and touched his nose.
"Yangyang!" Ye Zi’an called his son again, but this child also had his pride. Seeing how his father was ignoring him, he covered his ears with both hands, pretending not to hear.
But before long, Ye Zi’an picked him up, "Silly boy, you’ve even learned to deceive yourself."
"Hmph, Daddy, I’m angry, I’m seriously angry!" the little fellow puffed up in annoyance.
"Oh, co on," Ye Zi’an pinched his cheek, "Look at you acting all wronged. As a man, you should be magnanimous. Why bother getting angry? That’s sothing only girls do."
Yangyang pulled the hand pinching his face away and declared loudly, "I am not a girl; it wasn’t who got angry just now."
"..." Ye Zi’an couldn’t help laughing inwardly. With such an amusing son, every day was filled with laughter.
"Talking nonsense with your eyes wide open, if it wasn’t you then who was it?" Mu Shaoling felt a tinge of envy observing the close father and son. His own son hardly ever smiled and seed destined to be cold in the future. How co other people’s children were so amusing?
Then they heard Yangyang say, "It was brother Lele!" and couldn’t help but laugh himself.
Far away in the palace, Lele sneezed, and then he heard the teacher shout, "It’s Ye Haoxuan, isn’t it? Get up. Are you dissatisfied with my teaching? Recite this part of the Three Character Classic for ." Lele rolled his eyes and recited the passage backwards fluently, leaving the teacher with a red face of embarrassnt.
anwhile, Ye Zi’an saw that a group of people had stopped at the edge of town, surrounded by two groups of bailiffs.
He asked, "What’s going on here? Why have you all stopped?" Ye Zi’an thought to himself that this was just a small town and not the county seat. Why would there be checks to leave town?
"Hey, Ye Zi’an, you’re just in ti. These people say they are sealing off the town by the orders from above, only allowing entry and not exit, not letting us leave!"
"Sealing off the town?" Clearly Ye Zi’an was unaware of this matter.
Ye Yi stepped forward and said, "Young master, it must be an order from the Li’an County Magistrate. Their county has the most severe problem!"
Hearing this, Ye Zi’an pondered for a mont then said to Mu Shaoling, "Just as well, they won’t let you leave, so don’t go for now, I have sothing to discuss with you."
"You sure know how to boss people around," Mu Shaoling guessed what Ye Zi’an wanted to talk about and, without saying much more, got on his horse.
The leading buffoon of a bailiff muttered, "Told you not to leave, see? Now you can’t."
"What rubbish are you spouting?" Ye Yi turned around and barked, "Get to the county office and tell your County Magistrate that the Lord Prefect has arrived and to hurry over and await his orders."
Ye Yi’s voice was rather loud, and combined with his stern tone and the flash of his saber, it scared the bailiffs, who didn’t react right away.
It wasn’t until Yang Chuxia and his group had vanished from the spot that he still stood there, dumbfounded, looking ahead.
"Eldest, snap out of it. Hurry and notify the Lord County Magistrate!"
"What did you say?" The head bailiff was still in a daze.
"Oh my goodness, brother. The Lord Prefect has arrived, and he wants our County Magistrate to co and et him."
"Oh, right, right," the head bailiff nodded, then suddenly added, "But wait, just because he says he’s the Prefect doesn’t make it so."
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