Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

Naituan's eyes rolled and he smiled and stretched out five fingers.

Prime Minister Liu exclaimed in surprise: "The princess actually wants 500,000 taels? Emperor Beichen may not be willing to give it..."

Xiao Heng was choked by his own saliva, his handsome face turned red and he coughed violently.

Naituan looked at his five fingers and explained with a frown on his face: "Father, Prime Minister, what are you thinking about? It's fifty thousand taels!"

Five hundred thousand taels? She might as well just go to Beichen and rob it.

Prime Minister Liu stroked his beard with embarrassment on his face. He was really scared just now.

At that time, he wanted to open his mouth as high as a lion, but there was no way to do it...

Xiao Heng also came to his senses at this time and picked up the tea on the table to calm himself.

Fortunately it was 50,000 taels of silver, otherwise he was almost choked to death by the prime minister's shout.

"Fifty thousand taels is not too much, not too little, just right! In order to get that high-yield grain variety, the Emperor of Beichen will definitely grit his teeth and have someone send fifty thousand taels of silver!"

Naituan nodded and said, "Yes, Zhuzhu thinks so too! It's worth buying high-yield grain seeds for 50,000 taels, but he certainly didn't expect that the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole is behind! I wonder if he will regret letting Zhuanpin take the high-yield grain back to Beichen when he is too busy to take care of himself..."

Prime Minister Liu stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "You must be complacent at the beginning, but you will probably regret it later..."

The matter was settled, and Naitian was eating snacks happily.

Suyun came hurriedly to take Naituan away. The princess' birthday would be in a few days, so she had to go back quickly to try on clothes.

...

Beijing Suburbs Black Wind Village

Widow Zhao handed a pair of insoles with fine stitching to Wang Baben: "Brother Wang, thank you for saving me from the dire situation... I made a pair of insoles and a pair of shoes in my free time, please don't dislike it, Brother Wang..."

Wang Baben scratched his head, then took the insoles and shoes as Widow Zhao expected.

He gently stroked the insole with his big hand and said with a smile: "Thank you, sister. How can I dislike it when I am so happy?"

Widow Zhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard him say this.

He couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm glad that Big Brother Wang doesn't mind. When I have free time, I will make a few more pairs for Big Brother Wang to wear!"

Wang Baben waved his hands hurriedly after hearing this: "Sister, you don't have to do this. If your shoes are broken, I'll just go buy new ones... I'm often out, so please take good care of Sui Sui!"

Widow Zhao smiled and replied: "Don't worry, Brother Wang, I will take good care of Sui Sui..."

After saying that, she turned and left.

"Daddy? Daddy!" Wang Suihuan called Wang Baben a few times before Wang Baben came back to his senses.

"Girl, what's wrong?" He responded absentmindedly, but his big hands were stroking the insole with fine stitching.

No woman has ever made insoles and shoes for herself...

The voice and smile of Widow Zhao appeared in his mind. If... If...

Wang Baben shook his head violently, what was he thinking about?

The girl just made the insoles and shoes for him out of gratitude.

Wang Baben, please don't let your mind wander...

He is not in Beijing for seven or eight months a year, so it is better not to delay him...

Wang Suihuan saw his father frowning and grinning all the time.

The little girl looked at Aunt Zhao outside the door, then looked at her father, and put her hands behind her back like a little adult.

It seems that Daddy likes Aunt Zhao, and I happen to like Aunt Zhao too.

If the bride's mother was Aunt Zhao, she would agree wholeheartedly.

Widow Zhao, who was busy in the yard, had no idea what the two of them were thinking.

During the few days she spent with Brother Wang, Widow Zhao felt that he was a good person.

Although Brother Wang usually has a gloomy face and doesn't like to smile, it can be seen that Brother Wang is a good person from the fact that he asked me to take care of Sui Sui and asked me to come to the capital with him.

Such a good man is also someone the little princess values, but he has wasted his time and still hasn't found a wife.

Although Widow Zhao never thought that there would be any development between her and Wang Baben.

But I still couldn't help but sigh for him.

In the next two days, Wang Baben began to prepare a birthday gift for the little princess.

Wang Suihuan also used his own savings to buy Naituan a pair of chubby and cute clay dolls.

"Daddy, can the little princess really go to the palace to play every year on her birthday?" Wang Suihuan asked in a crisp voice.

Wang Baben smiled and lifted his daughter above his head, letting her sit on his shoulders.

"Of course you can. Daddy will take Sui Sui with him then... Sui Sui just needs to eat, and he should also eat Daddy's portion!"

The little girl laughed happily, saying, "Daddy is so nice."

Widow Zhao worked hard for several nights and made a new set of clothes and a pair of boots for Wang Baben.

"Brother Wang, please try this dress on. If you feel it doesn't fit, I can alter it..." Widow Zhao's eyes were red and bloodshot, showing her fatigue.

When Wang Baben saw the clothes and boots in her hands, his heart trembled and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He couldn't help swallowing, and there was a hint of heartache in his expression as he looked at Widow Zhao.

The red bloodshot in the girl's eyes is so obvious. I wonder how many nights she spent making these clothes and boots.

Thinking of this, he felt a sudden surge of heartache for no reason.

She began to stutter: "Sister...sister...didn't I tell you not to bother with this? How can I feel comfortable with you doing this?"

Widow Zhao put the clothes and boots on the table: "What's the trouble? These are all jobs I am used to doing. Clothes and boots are always more comfortable to wear when they are made at home...Brother Wang, please try on the clothes to see if they fit you. Do the shoes you wore last time still fit you?"

Wang Baben nodded blankly: "Suitable...suitable..."

Last time, the girl made him shoes and insoles, but he didn't even want to wear them... How could he know if they would fit him...

Wang Baben looked at Widow Zhao deeply, then turned around and went into the inner room with his clothes.

After a while, Wang Baben changed his clothes and walked out with his hands and feet together.

Widow Zhao's eyes lit up. It seemed that she had a good taste. Not only did the dress fit her well, but the color was also well chosen.

Wang Baben turned around in front of Widow Zhao with red ears.

Widow Zhao smiled and said, "It fits me well. I feel relieved if it does! I won't bother Brother Wang anymore. I'll go to the kitchen and help the aunts with some work..."

After Widow Zhao finished speaking, she prepared to leave.

"Girl, wait a minute!" Wang Baben suddenly called out to stop the person.

Widow Zhao turned around in confusion: "Brother Wang, what else?"

Wang Baben scratched his head. This usually decisive man blushed for the first time when he faced a weak woman who was powerless.

He looked at Widow Zhao with a look that gradually became fiery. He took a deep breath and said, "Sister, we have been together for a long time. I know you are a good woman and I like you... If you don't mind, I, Wang Baben, will definitely make sure you have enough food and clothing and take good care of you! Sister... are you willing?"