This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Lu Qingyin, who was greeting the guests beside Lu Chongyang, saw Zhang Ping'an enter, apologized, and quietly walked over.

"I've arranged a seat for you. Just sit there and don't say anything."

Lu Qingyin led Zhang Ping'an to a table near the door and gave him serious instructions.

"Got it." Zhang Ping'an nodded and plopped down in the chair.

Seeing this, Lu Qingyin turned around and walked back to the Left Prime Minister's side to greet the guests who had come to congratulate him on his birthday.

Zhang Ping'an sat in the last seat, and no one talked to him, so he was a little bored.

Silently calculating the time, Wang Qisheng and Zhou Weidong should be escorting Sun Xing and the White Lotus sect members to the Dali Temple by now!

Zhang Ping'an glanced at Sun Guihua, who kept greeting people and trying to make his presence known.

He sneered inwardly. This old fox was trying to use his visit to the Left Prime Minister's residence to offer birthday wishes as an excuse to create a perfect alibi!

Suddenly, Sun Guihua noticed Zhang Ping'an without even realizing it.

Originally, almost no one would have noticed Zhang Ping'an's seat.

He just happened to be there.

Sun Guihua felt a surge of joy the moment he saw Zhang Ping'an.

It seems that taking action on the day of the Left Chancellor's birthday banquet was a very wise decision, as today should be the time when the Night's Watch's defenses are at their weakest.

By 10:30 a.m., most of the expected guests had arrived.

The banquet officially started.

The Left Prime Minister, dressed in a longevity robe symbolizing good fortune and prosperity, sat at the head of the table, while even Madam Su was seated at the lower end of the table.

The guests all took their seats, looking at Lu Chongyang with smiles on their faces.

Next, Lu Qingyin will appear.

She wore a bright red dress embroidered with cloud patterns and gold trim, her jet-black hair cascading down to her waist, and her figure was slender and curvaceous.

If we're talking about beauty, Lu Qingyin is definitely the most beautiful.

She moved gracefully to the center, curtsied to the Left Prime Minister, and gave a woman's bow, her voice clear and melodious.

"Daughter wishes Father boundless happiness and longevity!"

"This is a new garment that your daughter made by hand for you, Father, as a gift!"

Although most people had already seen Lu Qingyin before, they still couldn't help but be amazed when they saw her again.

Many people felt sorry that such a beautiful woman had married a good-for-nothing who was only there to bring good luck. It was truly a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung!

Lu Chongyang stroked his beard and smiled, "Yin'er, you're so thoughtful!"

Lu Qingyin withdrew.

Then, a girl wearing a pink dress and a white gauze cloak, with a figure even more graceful than Lu Qingyin, came out.

"Daughter wishes Father many happy returns of the day!"

"This is a birthday gift your daughter prepared for you, Father. I'm sure you'll love it!"

Lu Ruoxue changed back into her daughter's clothes, and her looks were just as good as Lu Qingyin's.

However, their temperaments are completely different.

Lu Ruoxue is lively and agile, like a little elf from a fairy tale kingdom who has fallen to earth.

She handed several books to Lu Xiang with a mysterious smile.

A murmur arose among the guests.

"This is the second young lady of the Lu family; she's absolutely stunning!"

"However, what exactly is the Second Miss's intention in sending several books on the occasion of Prime Minister Lu's sixtieth birthday?"

"Does this book have some special significance?"

In the corner, Zhang Ping'an watched the woman from afar, his heart fluttering.

"Why do I feel like I've seen this sister-in-law somewhere before?"

"That shouldn't be the case!"

Because of the distance and the fact that Lu Ruoxue had changed back into her daughter's clothes and looked completely different, Zhang Ping'an didn't recognize her at all.

In fact, even face to face, Zhang Ping'an might not dare to admit it.

The Left Prime Minister was also somewhat curious. He took the storybook that Lu Ruoxue brought and flipped through it.

"This is... a storybook?"

Su Xiu'e, who was standing to the side, glared at her and scolded in a low voice, "Xue'er, you're being ridiculous. It's your father's sixtieth birthday, why are you giving him a storybook?"

Lu Ruoxue smiled mysteriously and said coquettishly, "Mother, don't worry, as long as Father sees it, I guarantee he will like it."

After saying that, he winked at Su Xiu'e.

Although Prime Minister Lu was somewhat displeased, he knew that his daughter had been obsessed with storybooks since childhood. His daughter was giving her beloved possessions as a birthday gift to her elderly father; even if he didn't like it, what could he say?

Lu Xiang couldn't bear to see his daughter sad, so he pretended to glance at her.

Upon seeing this, he immediately exclaimed, "Huh?"

Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs... That seems rather interesting.

Looking down, he immediately found himself, just like Lu Ruoxue, completely captivated.

In fact, Lu Xiang himself was a fan of storybooks when he was young, but as he grew older and the storybooks still didn't have much innovation, his initial enthusiasm gradually faded.

However, when Lu Xiang saw this book, he felt a sense of novelty, just like when he first encountered a storybook in his youth.

However, his self-control was clearly much stronger than Lu Ruoxue's. After reading one chapter, he resisted the urge to continue reading and closed the book.

"Father, what do you think of this gift from your daughter?" Lu Ruoxue blinked playfully, her face full of anticipation.

Lu Xiang rolled his eyes at her: "Xue'er, you're so thoughtful. This gift is just like your eldest sister's; both are very heartfelt!"

Lu Ruoxue said with a smug smile, "Father, after I found this storybook, I bought all the stock in the store and can give it to all the uncles and elders here."

Lu Chongyang narrowed his eyes, revealing a satisfied expression: "Good, Xue'er has put a lot of thought into this. I believe all the esteemed officials present will also like it."

"Bring it up!"

Lu Ruoxue waved her hand to the servants, and two of them immediately brought up the remaining storybooks.

Almost every guest in the front row had a copy.

Everyone who received the storybook was slightly taken aback.

The gift Miss Lu gave was quite the storybook!

I don't know what's so remarkable about this story that made the Left Prime Minister so full of praise.

These high-ranking officials were very curious and immediately began to examine the document after receiving it.

Upon seeing it, I was immediately captivated.

Thus, a strange scene unfolded at the birthday banquet.

All the guests were engrossed in their books, their expressions incredibly varied.

Upon seeing this scene, Lu Xiang suddenly felt a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Is this my old man's birthday banquet or a birthday banquet from a storybook?

Watching this scene from the corner, Zhang Ping'an wondered, "What kind of words have such magic?"

"Looks like my storytelling has met its match!"

He also wondered if the wealthy man who bought the storybook was his sister-in-law.

But he remembered the shopkeeper saying that it was bought by a young master.

Splash splash splash splash...

The sound of turning pages filled the air.

Because Sun Guihua had something on her mind, although she was also attracted by the storybook, she was the first to control herself.

"Ahem, gentlemen, don't forget that today is Prime Minister Lu's birthday banquet..."

Thanks to Sun Guihua's reminder, everyone managed to stop the situation in time.

They all closed the book with lingering interest... They could only read it at home.

At this moment, Sun Guihua glanced at Zhang Ping'an in the corner, and a plan suddenly came to mind.

"Prime Minister Lu, I heard that Miss Lu has already found a husband. Why is the groom not here at today's birthday banquet?"

Lu Qingyin's expression changed, and she glared at Sun Guihua with displeasure. He really knew how to bring up the sore spot.

However, the old fox that was the Left Prime Minister had already guessed Sun Guihua's intentions.

His gaze also fell on Zhang Ping'an in the corner, a shadow falling over his eyes.

"Yin'er, where's Zhang Ping'an?"