Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Jiang Jichen: "Aan..."

The little girl with her back to him slapped the hand on her shoulder away, "Hey, stop making noise!"

The smiles on the faces of Huo Changming and the others, who were originally listening attentively, froze, and they winked at the little girl who had no idea.

The fat Sixth Prince just shut up. Maybe he was frightened by the prince's aura or something, but he started burping uncontrollably.

Jiang An picked up another piece of cake, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then asked, "Eh? Why aren't you talking?"

"And then, what happened?"

Jiang Jichen stood behind her, his tall figure looming over the little girl.

He hid the red back of his hand back into his wide sleeves and said calmly, "What do you want to know, An? How about I tell you?"

"Crack!"

The chipped pastry fell back onto the plate, and Jiang An stopped chewing.

She quickly stuffed the pastry into the hands of the still-hiccuping Sixth Prince, then turned around and hugged his father's legs.

"Dad~"

Jiang Jichen lowered his eyes, looked at the little girl's fair and tender face, and said in a gentle tone, "You have eaten a whole plate of cakes..."

"Can't eat any more."

"Ah~ An An, be obedient and don't eat anymore!"

The old father gently pinched his daughter's tender cheek, and without paying any attention to their previous conversation, he turned around and went back to the second floor.

What important things could a little prince without real power know? It was nothing more than that Prince Nanzhao borrowed his brother's mouth to come to Chongzhou to do a favor.

Since the little girl wants to listen, let her do it.

Seeing her father go back upstairs, Jiang An grabbed Fatty's shoulders with both hands and shook them, "What then? What then?"

The Sixth Prince: "Hiccup... and then... hiccup..."

What could happen next was that Ling Wuhou and his party would force the princess to return power to the emperor in the court.

But this time he was too hasty...

In the current Dongli court, his power is barely equal to that of the eldest princess. Moreover, he has just taken the position of Shangshu and his foundation is unstable. Naturally, this move will be suppressed by the eldest princess.

The words "the emperor was young and dependent on his elder sister, and she was just acting as regent" were enough to shut up half of these people.

The remaining half was also blocked by the eldest princess who unscrupulously brought out the imperial edict and the regent seal left by the previous emperor.

She placed these two items on the table in front of the dragon throne and asked those who were capable in the court to come forward...

The overwhelming power is right before our eyes, but who dares to call himself the 'capable one'?

The will clearly stated that this woman would be made the eldest princess and granted the power of regent, and would be returned to the emperor when he was old enough to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

None of them is the eldest princess of Dongli.

As long as you take that step, it will be treason!

Jiang An stroked his little chin and narrowed his round eyes. This beautiful sister is quite amazing!

She shook her head and threw the idea away.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't bully her father!

The Sixth Prince, who finally stopped hiccuping, exhaled and continued, "I also heard that Queen Mother Nanshang..."

Li Xingsang stretched out his hand to cover the Sixth Prince's mouth, looked around, and said, "Let's find a more secluded place to talk."

If you talk about a queen mother, you will be sent to see your ancestors...

A more secluded place?

Jiang An patted his chest and said, "I know!"

A moment later, these few appeared at the door of Jiang Jichen's box on the second floor.

Jiang An asked them to squat beside Guan Yan, and she sat on Guan Yan's boots.

"It's safe here, you say..."

The Sixth Prince raised his head, looked at the guard, then looked at the door panel that was not soundproof at all, and said hesitantly, "Can you really tell me?"

He won't be unable to return to Nanzhao...

Huo Changming nudged him with his arm and urged, "Don't worry, there's no place safer than here!"

Fatty wrapped his robe tightly around him, shrank his neck, and whispered, "I heard them say that the eldest prince of Nan Shang is dead..."

"The prince's death was strange. He had syphilis and no ceremonies were made. He was not even buried in the imperial mausoleum..."

Jiang An raised his chubby little hand to interrupt, blinked his clear eyes, and asked: "What is Hualiu..."

Qi Shanyuan and Li Xingsang shook their heads together, saying sincerely, "This is not important."

Ah, is it like this?

The little girl put down her hands and said, "Oh, all right~"

Huo Changming: "Fatty, please continue..."

The Sixth Prince: "Don't call me Fatty!"

Okay, Fatty~

After the eldest prince died, the emperor also fell seriously ill for no apparent reason. The imperial physician diagnosed that His Majesty had lost his son and was extremely sad.

But everyone knows that the power of Nanshang is in the hands of the Xie family. Will the emperor, who has been sidelined, really be sad because of the death of the prince born to a girl from the Xie family?

Many censors impeached the Empress Dowager in the court, saying that she was a disaster to the world.

It was because she interfered in the affairs of the previous dynasty that the eldest prince and the emperor were punished by heaven, and even the disaster in the south two years ago was implicated...

Coincidentally, Prime Minister Xie was injured during those days and could not attend court.

The curses in the court poured down on the Empress Dowager and the Queen, who were also daughters of the Xie family.

The Queen Mother originally wanted to invite the Imperial Master of the Huguo Temple to silence the officials, but she didn't expect that the bald monk's avoidance made her suffer even more abuse...

Finally, the matter was suppressed after the old tutor of the Xie family, Prime Minister Xie's father, returned to Beijing from his ancestral land.

Although the disturbance was soon settled, it made scholars all over the world realize that the teacher they recognized was not so upright.

The reputation that Master Xie had built up over decades had plummeted!

Jiang An listened, clicked his tongue twice, and said slowly: "My dignity is gone~"

Xie Yunshan, who was sitting in the box, twitched his mouth. This little girl!

He threw the grapes in his hand back onto the plate, leaned back on the chair like a boneless person, and looked at the prince, "Why don't you take care of this?"

Jiang Jichen calmly sipped his tea, "Then you go?"

Xie Yunshan was stunned. Why was he going there? Was he going to get scolded?

When he was about to continue to destroy the plate of grapes, Jiang Jichen said in a cold tone, "Do you know how much the grapes in the north sell for?"

"If you don't want to eat, put it down for me."

Xie Yunshan glared, turned his head away angrily, and muttered, "There is no place for me in this house anymore. I want to go back to the general's mansion!"

The prince placed the teacup on the small table with a dignified gesture and said, "Once you leave, you are not allowed to come back."

General Xie froze, but relying on his thick skin, he found a way out.

"Since the prince doesn't want me to leave, then I won't leave."

Jiang Jichen looked at him, divine gold.

Jiang An and the others who were squatting at the door also returned to the lobby on the first floor. After all, the competition was about to begin.

Then, throughout the entire literary scene, the Sixth Prince, who was full of fighting spirit, was tortured by Jiang An and Qi Shanyuan to the point of doubting his life...

He just stood there holding the useless hammer, and could only hear the long numbers blurting out by the little girl beside him.

When the literary performance ended, Nan Shang was the champion again as expected.

The Sixth Prince sat in his seat without moving, silently comforting himself in his heart.

It doesn’t matter, he is not good at literature, he must win the championship in the martial arts arena later!

then…

The fat Sixth Prince watched as one student after another fell asleep under the little girl's fists.