The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Seeing that Grandpa Kan had important business to attend to, Jiang Yingcheng said goodbye to the two of them obediently.

Kan Ruifeng was filled with bitterness.

Although the little guy would definitely find ways to slip notes to them later, this news was too urgent. Even if he only had to wait for a short day, he felt it was too much torture.

But things had come to this point, and he had no choice but to leave with his colleagues in tears.

The alley soon welcomed new passers-by.

General Guide Lei Zhixin was invited to sit next to the little guy, and unceremoniously grabbed two small snacks in his hand: "Your Highness, you want to ask, what kind of excuses do we use when we attack other countries?"

Jiang Yingcheng nodded in a rice-pecking manner: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

She was really interested in the open source that Grandpa Kan had just proposed, but unfortunately, Grandpa Kan was called away after just a few words.

"It's actually very simple. We have two most common methods," Lei Zhixin thought the little guy was just trying to help Emperor Mingze solve his problems, so he smiled and answered truthfully, "First, we seize the enemy's mistakes and make a big fuss about them."

Dayui is a country of etiquette, and when it attacks other countries, it must have a legitimate reason.

This "name" is a topic worthy of study.

There are even records in the history of Dayu that in order to attack another country, an emperor organized a group of confidants to look through history books. Finally, they found from an extremely inconspicuous corner that the small country had attacked an unknown small country in a certain year. In the end, he sent troops in anger to avenge that wronged small country.

There are too many tricks involved here, and the two of them jumped to the next method tacitly.

"What about the second?"

"The second is to send envoys to other countries..."

At this point, Lei Zhixin's expression suddenly became indescribable.

"Go to another country, and then what?" Jiang Yingcheng asked.

Lei Zhixin said in a hoarse voice: "Then... let the envoys provoke trouble, and get beaten up by the neighboring country, then we will have a reason to go to war..."

Jiang Yingcheng: "..."

Although it sounds a bit painful, I feel inexplicably moved!

Jiang Yingcheng swallowed his saliva: "...Is this method useful?"

“It used to work.”

"Before?" Jiang Yingcheng saw that her uncle Lei had finished the snack in his hand, and sensibly handed him two more pieces. "What about now?"

Lei Zhixin took a bite of the dessert and said, "Now... this method has spread among various countries, and no one is fooled anymore."

The small country they attacked this year was the last country that could be deceived by this method.

"Oh, by the way," Lei Zhixin finally remembered the question he forgot to ask before, "Why do you ask this?"

"hold head high……"

Jiang Yingcheng raised her head and met her Uncle Lei's eyes. The expressions on their faces were each clearer and more innocent than the other.

After a while, Jiang Yingcheng looked away guiltily and gave two awkward dry laughs.

Lei Zhixin: “…”

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously, and as soon as it appeared, it quickly jumped to the top of his head, making his scalp numb.

Please, don't be——

【Hehe, I learned something! 】

Lei Zhixin looked like he was about to break.

What did you learn?!

What did you learn?!

What on earth are you going to do?!

"Uncle, you must have something to do in the palace, right?" Jiang Yingcheng quickly closed the stall and thoughtfully stuffed two more cakes into his mouth. "Then uncle, you go and do your work. Chengcheng will go back first~"

Jiang Yingcheng stretched out her hand skillfully and let her Uncle Lechen pick her up. After finding a comfortable position, she turned around and waved goodbye to her Uncle Lei.

In the originally bustling alley, Lei Zhixin was the only one left standing stiffly there, as if he had been turned into a cold statue by the biting cold wind.

……

On the day of the New Year's Day banquet, Jiang Yingcheng got up much earlier than usual.

Fang Siwan put on an extremely sweet light pink dress for her, with a milky white shawl on the outside and a white fluffy collar around the neckline. She looked so cute that people would want to give her a big purse of pocket money at first sight.

——"Right?" Jiang Yingcheng stood at the door of Yunxi Palace, looking up at the King of Jianggu Kingdom who came to attend the banquet, with an innocent face.

The leader of Jianggu Kingdom: "..."

The King of Jianggu, who was suddenly attacked by the memory of death, burst into tears. He took out a dark blue purse from his sleeve and handed it over with a forced smile: "Of course, your little prince is very cute today."

Jiang Yingcheng uttered a few auspicious words in a crisp voice, then took the purse and handed it to Uncle Lechen behind him.

There were seven or eight purses of different colors hanging around her waist, each of them was bulging, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

The King of Jianggu State took a deep breath and quickly walked into the hall.

Even after walking a long way, you can still hear the little guy's crisp, childish voice, constantly greeting the people who come.

"Uncle You, have a happy New Year's Day!"

"Uncle Sheng, you look so handsome today!"

Behind every nice and auspicious word, there are transactions that are cold yet can fill people’s pockets with warmth.

The King of Jianggu State felt very upset upon hearing this.

Officials from Da Rui also came in one after another. When they saw the small "stall" set up by the little guy, they also sent their New Year's Day "blessings" in a very polite manner.

Jiang Yingcheng accumulated a large amount of wealth in one fell swoop, and his pair of almond-shaped eyes were so smiling that only a thin slit remained.

Just after the 9:00 p.m., almost everyone attending the banquet had gathered.

At this time, the New Year's Day banquet had not yet begun, and Emperor Mingze and the Empress had not yet arrived, but people gathered in twos and threes to socialize and greet each other. The most bizarre and lively thing among them was the sudden gathering of the Qingliu Party in the court of Dayu.

The ministers who could hear the little guy's thoughts huddled in a corner of the Yunxi Palace, each of them with an expression of surprise and doubt on their faces, showing a heavy blow from the news they had just received.

"Did the young prince really ask you this?!" General Yan Yuebin widened his eyes as if facing a formidable enemy, as if as long as Lei Zhixin gave an affirmative answer, he would rush forward and fight the other party to the death.

Lei Zhixin shrank his neck back, his voice was weak and a little aggrieved: "Your Highness pretended very well at the time, and asked me a lot of irrelevant questions at first, and then asked a question as if it was just a casual mention. How should I know that even this was planned!"

Minister of Revenue Jiao Hongmiao took a deep breath and said angrily: "When the young prince asked me how to make money, I realized something was wrong. I never thought that things would develop to this point."

If the young prince really had any dangerous thoughts, they would be blamed even if they died!

"Stop talking," Kan Ruifeng suddenly lowered his voice and said, "The young prince has moved."

Everyone was shocked and immediately looked towards the direction of the temple entrance with bated breath.

At the entrance, Jiang Yingcheng happily handed today's "achievements" to her uncle Lechen, and then looked up at the envoys from various countries in Yunxi Palace, her bright eyes full of cunning.

【Who should I start with? 】

The ministers who were staring at the little guy's movements froze, and for a moment they felt that their breathing almost stopped.

Are you really going to do it?!