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

Measuring the size of a white tiger is not a job that ordinary people can do.

In the black iron cage, the big white cat paced anxiously, looking at the people brought by the trainer, as if looking at its own dinner.

The trainer threw a roasted chicken into the cage, trying to communicate with this grumpy ancestor.

"The young lady has returned from the South..."

"These people are here to take your measurements at the young lady's command."

"Then you can get out of this cage!"

“And this roast chicken…”

"This is something that Guard Zhengyan learned from the chef at Peizhou Restaurant. I guarantee it will be delicious!"

The white tiger approached with an elegant cat-like step, first smelled the smell of roast chicken, then opened its mouth...

Then I heard the sound of bones crackling.

The craftsmen behind the trainer were so scared that they swallowed madly.

"roar~"

It came to the edge of the cage and patted the ground with its front paws.

If you want it to cooperate, one roast chicken is not enough!

The trainer seemed to understand and opened the wooden barrel beside him with a smile.

It was filled with roast chicken.

"Today, there's plenty of roast chicken!"

The white tiger lay down with its front paws folded, and its face looked like it was smiling.

Big Cat: Not bad, this shit shoveler is on the right track~

A well-fed tiger looks no different from a larger cat: it lies on its back with its four paws facing the sky and yawns loudly.

The trainer opened the cage and stepped in first.

He called out to the people working behind him, "Come in quickly!"

The craftsmen wiped the sweat off their foreheads, took a deep breath to build up their courage, and muttered silently in their hearts: Pay more! I have to pay more!

At this time, the little ancestor who was clamoring to ride a big cat was preparing to go out with a small cloth bag on his back.

When they were in Peizhou, the teacher gave them homework to learn what they wanted to learn.

Now that I have returned to the North, it is time to check my homework...

Jiang An patted her small cloth bag, which was bulging and heavy with things she had drawn overnight, including her plan for the Northland and her small treasury.

Her father was with her when she was drawing the blueprint last night.

Don’t mention it...if the little girl hadn’t been there to explain it in person, Jiang Jichen really wouldn’t have been able to tell what these things were.

The carriage stopped in front of the door. Zhengyan was driving the carriage, while Zhenglu was riding a horse and following behind the carriage with a team of guards.

Jiang An appeared at the gate of the mansion, jumping and skipping, followed by his old father who was reluctant to leave.

Jiang Jichen rubbed his daughter's head, "Do you really not need your father to follow you?"

"Dad still has to take care of military camp matters, An An can do it on his own!"

The old father suppressed the reluctance in his eyes and said, "Wait until Ah An is done, Dad will pick you up and take you home."

The little girl's eyes sparkled, and she raised her fat paw, "I want to eat pork elbow tonight."

"Okay, I'll go give the kitchen instructions in a moment."

Jiang An climbed onto the carriage on a stool, waving to her father, "Let's go~"

The prince standing in front of the vermilion gate smiled helplessly and said with concern: "Close the window quickly, it's cold..."

The carriage swayed away, and he re-entered the mansion.

On the way to the study, Jiang Jichen instructed Guan Yan to send someone to keep an eye on the girl.

No matter what she wants to do, he should be more accommodating and not let anyone ruin his daughter's fun.

"Is there any news from Kyoto recently?"

Guan Yan presented a letter and replied, "Over the iron mine, the Second Prince and the Xie family had a fierce fight in the court and even beat an official to death."

Jiang Jichen paused as he was writing, a little surprised, "Who did it?"

Guan Yan: "He is a student of Master Xie..."

"The person is now in the Dali Temple, but the Second Prince is not going to let him go. The censors have also pointed at the Prime Minister and cursed him many times in the court."

It can be said that the death of this official has further deepened the conflict!

The letter in the prince's hand was sent to Chongzhou by the Dali Temple Minister.

At this time, both the Xie family headed by the Queen Mother and the Second Prince were waiting for the Dali Temple to come up with a set of rules.

How should this murderous student of Taifu be dealt with? Should he be given a lenient punishment or should he be strictly punished according to the laws of Nan Shang?

The Dali Temple Minister is now walking on thin ice. If he is not careful, he may offend both sides...

His letter said that it had been found that the dead official was not beaten to death, but was poisoned!

In this case, someone was planning to stir up unrest in the court.

However, he could not hand over the evidence to any party from his position as the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, so he wrote a letter to Chongzhou.

He wanted to seek a solution from Jiang Jichen, and also wanted him to calm down the turmoil in the court.

After reading it, Jiang Jichen gathered his wide sleeves with his bony hands and placed the thin letter on the burning candle.

The letter paper was burning, and his narrow eyes reflected the firelight, making it difficult to read.

"Guan Yan, write a memorial for this king..."

Guan Yan bowed and responded, then looked at the prince, "Prince, what does the memorial say?"

Jiang Jichen: "Just write that a few days ago, the eldest princess of Dongli tried to return to the country from the border of our Nanshang, and was discovered by the king..."

"It has been verified that this princess has returned from the Southern Shangnan Land."

"correct…"

He raised his eyelids, a smile on his face, "Don't forget to prepare the evidence and send it to Kyoto together."

"How can a princess who is in charge of a country come to another country without permission? She still needs to give an explanation for this matter."

"Remember to follow the rules when submitting memorials. Submit them to the central government office first. Although I am a co-king, I cannot fail to follow the rules."

Guan Yan's mouth twitched and then he responded.

You didn't even write the memorial to the emperor yourself, and you still talk about regulations?!

Those people in Kyoto are not stupid. Even if they are not very smart, they should be able to figure it out after thinking about it for a while.

The prince's memorial was clearly meant for the Xie family and the second prince to see...

Let them see how they were fooled by the princess of another country!

As for the falsified evidence, Jiang Jichen was not worried at all.

Although the evidence is false, it is a fact that people have arrived in Nanshangnandi~

After the memorial was written, Guan Yan did not send someone to deliver it immediately, but asked another question.

"Your Highness, if they find our eldest daughter when they investigate the eldest princess, should we send someone to clean up the mess?"

Jiang Jichen didn't look up, and waved his hand casually, "Let them go."

It is impossible to clean it up, after all, the little girl's trouble in Peizhou is well known to everyone...

The mansion of Marquis Zhongshun was destroyed, the iron mine was blown up, and the 20,000 pieces of armor and weapons were transported back to Chongzhou. Even his daughter returned home.

He's so scared!

He has never been on good terms with Kyoto, so no matter how big the fuss gets, what can it do? Kill him?

Jiang Jichen sneered, saying that they didn’t have the courage.

They are just some insignificant tricks, just to relieve your boredom.

Guan Yan thought about it and realized that this was the truth. He bowed and said, "I will send someone to report to you immediately, eight hundred miles away!"

To rush the journey of eight hundred miles, we would have to go to the main camp of the National Protection Army to retrieve scouts and ride fast back to the capital.

This matter had to go through Hu Yan's hands first before it could be delivered to the general in charge of scouts.

Hu Yan was such a smart man that he could see the clues from just one memorial.

He personally gave instructions, stood up and left the tent, and returned to the city with Guan Yan.

The carriage went to the city, and the old fox did not forget to buy two pots of good wine from Yufulou on the way.

Guan Yan looked at him and said, "Military Advisor, the court doctor doesn't allow you to drink..."

Hu Yan raised an eyebrow, holding on to the wine.

"You don't care about your own prince, but you care about me instead!"