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

Xiao Baozhu's face turned a little dark, her mouth slightly open, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Chengan blinked helplessly. What's wrong with his sister? Wasn't what he said right?

"Yes, drinking urine tastes sweet, it's delicious~" Xiao Baozhu said as she waved her hand, and a cup of warm milk tea suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Chengan.

She was still holding the straw in her little hand. Seeing that her fourth brother was still in a daze, she waved her little hand and said in a baby voice: "Hey, take this away~"

Xiao Cheng'an did as he was told and carefully held the milk tea over with both hands.

Xiao Baozhu pouted her lips and used all her strength to push the straw in.

She looked at her fourth brother with her big, sparkling eyes: "Hey, is it delicious?"

After taking a sip, Xiao Cheng'an looked at the thing called urine drinker in his hand with shining pupils.

I didn't expect it to be so delicious! It's sweet with the aroma of tea and milk, and there are small black balls that look like sheep dung eggs, but they are soft and chewy when chewed.

It was something he had never drunk before!

Xiao Cheng'an didn't bother to speak, and took a few gulps of the milk tea, his little face full of intoxication.

Xiao Baozhu put her hands on her hips. No child can escape the temptation of milk tea!

The milk ball controlled the consciousness in the space and filled his milk bottle with the deadly Da Wusu.

Fourth brother has milk tea to drink, so she has to have some too, right?

Smelling the long-lost aroma of wine, Naituanzi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Back then, she was a big drinker and had drunk many wine salesmen and women.

Xiao Cheng'an noticed that the color of the milk in his sister's bottle was different from usual.

Curiously asked: "Sister, what is this?"

The little boy shook the bottle in his hand, put his little hand on the wheelchair, acted like a big boss and said in a baby voice: "This is wheat fruit chicken~ It's super delicious~"

Juice? Xiao Chengan was relieved, for he was afraid that his sister would drink something strange.

Xiao Baozhu was extremely panicked, for she was afraid that her fourth brother would ask her about the matter or try the deadly Wusu in her bottle.

She hurriedly raised the bottle and clinked it against the milk tea in Fourth Brother's hand: "Yes, cheers!"

Then Xiao Cheng'an saw his sister proudly pick up the bottle and take two big sips.

As the beer went down her throat, Xiao Baozhu felt extremely satisfied.

She grabbed the kitten spoon and stuffed the meat paste into her mouth as a snack.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the brother and sister in the tent was extremely warm.

It was not until Xiao Baozhu finished a whole bottle of wheat juice that Xiao Cheng'an realized that something was wrong with his sister.

Why is my sister's face so red?

He hurriedly put down the milk tea and wiped his sister's forehead with his little hand.

Xiao Baozhu shook her little head and slapped Xiao Chengan's hand.

"Stingy boy! What's the point of warming up? Keep it open for a long time! Brain, move the box of wine!"

liquor? ?

Xiao Chengan felt thunder roaring in his mind. What his sister just drank was not juice! It was wine? ?

He picked up the bottle that his sister had thrown aside, unscrewed the lid neatly, and as soon as he got close to the bottle, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol that went straight to his head.

"Bang!" The bottle rolled to the ground.

Xiao Chengan was completely dumbfounded. How could his sister, who was so young, drink alcohol?

He ran out of the tent in a panic and yelled at the top of his voice: "Uncle! Zhuzhu is drunk!!"

Xiao Yan was chatting with Xiao Ci, Duke of Zhenguo, and others. When he heard his nephew's roar, he was so scared that the chopsticks in his hand fell directly on the table.

He strode to his nephew and said, "What did you say? Zhuzhu is drunk? Where did the wine come from?"

Xiao Chengan said anxiously: "Zhuzhu said it was wheat juice, but it turned out to be wine! Uncle, go and take a look!"

A group of people rushed into the tent and saw that the little girl had red cheeks and a pair of big eyes with a faint mist.

"Zhuzhu! Zhuzhu!" Xiao Yan anxiously held his little niece in his arms, and kept patting her face gently with his hands.

Xiao Baozhu felt that her brain was a little out of control. When she heard someone calling her, she raised her little head and looked at the person in front of her with difficulty.

"Shh~ Are you here? Hehehe..." She pointed at Xiao Cheng'an beside her and ordered in a baby voice: "This little Dede looks so familiar~ Nai Nai Nai, recite 500 songs for me..."

Xiao Cheng'an was struck by lightning. Five hundred poems? Wouldn't this cost him his life?

Seeing that Xiao Cheng'an was slow to speak, Xiao Baozhu pursed her lips in a somewhat aggrieved manner.

What will Xiao Yan do when he sees this?

He turned to his dumbfounded nephew and said, "Hurry up and recite it, what are you hesitating about?"

My little niece has become a little drunk now, so we have to coax her well, right?

At the same time, he felt relieved. Fortunately, he was not the one that his niece asked to recite the poem to...

I'd rather die than die with my friend, I'm sorry nephew...

Xiao Cheng'an stood aside and spoke with a wronged tone. He decided that next time no matter what juice his sister took out, he would taste it first!

The Duke of Zhenguo strode in, pulling the military doctor with him. The military doctor was holding a book on postpartum care for sows in his hand, and looked at the drunk little princess in astonishment.

"Let the little one have a look!" The Duke of Zhenguo had a headache. The child was so quiet that he must be doing something strange.

From now on, he will tie his little granddaughter to his belt wherever he goes!

After some trouble, the military doctor prescribed a sobering soup.

Xiao Yan had someone prepare the soup and gave it to his niece to drink. The niece closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't expect that a drunken milk ball could be so troublesome...

...

Wang Baben led his bandit brothers back to Qingfeng Village. It was called a mountain village, but in fact it was just a row of thatched houses surrounded by branches as a wall.

The cows and horses sat aside, looking at the sacks on the ground with shining eyes.

"Brother, have you figured out how we should split up?"

Wang Baben looked at his brothers and said in a deep voice: "Count the things, keep 10% and throw the remaining 90% at the gate of Zhennan Palace!"

I heard that the Prince of Zhennan sold only the land of his palace to raise money for the army and food...

The bandits had no objection at all. They wanted Bei Xiao to come into being before they did. They would be happy to donate everything to the imperial court.

Anyway, they have legs, and now they have a carriage!

You can also go to other countries to do some work!

Niuma and Erlangzi, together with their younger brothers, began to count the stolen property.

"Boss, boss! Here is a night pearl! Damn, the Jia family is really rich!" Erlangzi exclaimed in surprise and handed the night pearl the size of a pigeon egg to Wang Baben.

Wang Baben held the Night Pearl in his hand and rubbed it gently. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "Put the Night Pearl in a box and throw it in front of the gate of the Zhennan Palace! Who among you can write?"

The bandits looked at each other, and no one spoke.

They all came from poor backgrounds and could not even afford a meal a day. Where did they get the money to study and learn calligraphy from a teacher?