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

The vendor froze, the expression on his face frozen at the critical point of anger and surprise.

His eyes were wide open, his cheeks were slightly flushed, not sure whether it was from anger or the cold wind, and the corners of his lips were raised, looking weird and funny.

"More...more?" He was so surprised that even his voice was a little choppy.

Jiang Yanchuan nodded calmly and urged, "Hurry up."

Turn around.

The clouds clear and the fog clears!

There is light at the end of the tunnel!!

The vendor's mouth instantly stretched to his ears. He glared at Gu Ruizhou with a smug look in his eyes, then squatted back happily: "Okay!"

The accomplices of the traitors who surrounded him bumped Gu Ruizhou viciously with their shoulders, and then, just like the vendor at the toy stall, they were so happy that their faces seemed to bloom, and they dispersed in a very happy mood.

Gu Ruizhou rubbed his shoulders nonchalantly and stood among the ministers.

The ministers could not understand.

The ministers were shocked!

Are you anti-traitors all this poor? !

How can a business worth only a few taels of silver become so worthless?!

For a moment, everyone even felt a sense of arrogance that even if they allowed this group of rebels to develop at will, it would not pose any threat to them.

The vendor happily started to calculate the total bill from the beginning.

This time, his hands moved very quickly, and he kept muttering: "Sixty, sixty, sixty..."

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

The crowd of clear streams present: "..."

Jiang Yingcheng watched the number "sixty" pass by one after another, and was about to cry because of the ugliness of most of the toys!

[Wow, this little goat and little mouse are so ugly. So many of the little toys are so ugly—]

The thought of her house being filled with these ugly toys made her feel so sad that she almost couldn't breathe!

but--

Her little head worked slightly, and she soon thought of an idea that sounded brilliant!

"Uncle!" Jiang Yingcheng suddenly shouted excitedly.

The vendor was startled by the sudden sound, and when he heard the movement of his hands, he frowned in annoyance.

It broke again.

Which sixty-year number is this?!

He raised his head, with a ferocious expression on his face, and was about to speak -

"Uncle's craftsmanship is really good," Jiang Yingcheng squatted on the ground and raised his head, supporting his face with both hands, his eyes were full of pure joy, "If only uncle could have more wood carvings..."

She opened her hands and made an exaggerated circle in the air: "Chengcheng has so many friends to give gifts to!"

Vendor: “…”

She is an angel.

he thinks.

The little guy is so cute, how could she have any bad intentions?

She just likes his wood carvings!!

Jiang Yanchuan, who had followed the vendor back to his hideout under the pretext of buying more wood carvings, raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a while, he slowly laughed out loud.

……

The vendor led the crowd into the alley enthusiastically but a little nervously. As he walked, he kept looking back and said to them worriedly, "We agreed that after we go in, you guys wait for me in the yard. I'll come out to find you after I get the wood carving—"

As if he felt that this was not reassuring, the vendor stammered twice and turned back again: "Otherwise, you guys should just wait here, I'll go in and get it out for you to see--"

Before he could finish his words, the little kid in the arms of the "master" in the lead asked nervously, "Uncle, you are so careful, could it be that you stole it from someone else's house and sold it to us?!"

Vendor: “???”

"Of course not!" The vendor retorted immediately, and a few breaths later, he was ready to say, "Or, you——"

"What a bias! Uncle, don't you want to lock us up and sell us?!"

Vendor: “…”

“No!” The vendor turned around and glanced at the old man who looked very strong. “Even the handyman in your family is so strong. If anyone is to be afraid, we should be more afraid.”

"But would you rather——"

"Oh, oh, oh," Jiang Yingcheng nodded, "but this place is really remote, uncle, you——"

"Okay." The vendor said with a wooden face, "Let's go on our way quietly, okay?"

so tired.

But I still have to pretend to be calm for the sake of money.

"Okay!"

There was no conversation during the rest of the journey, and everyone soon stopped in front of the courtyard gate at the innermost part of the alley.

The vendor reached out and knocked on the door twice, two long and one short, which seemed to be their secret signal.

Jiang Yingcheng and a group of other clear-minded people subconsciously held their breath, their eyes shining, but they tried to pretend to be indifferent as they looked around.

Finally, after a crisp "creaky" sound, the door slowly opened in front of several people.

Someone poked his head out from the crack of the door. When he saw the toy vendor bringing back so many people, his pupils trembled noticeably: "Ishino, are you crazy?!"

"Do you know what you are-" doing?!

The vendor named Ishino quickly handed a bag of copper coins to the other party, successfully choking the other party's words.

He raised his chin with pride and said, "This guest has bought all the wood carvings I brought today. He wants to buy some more to give away. So he came back with me to see the inventory in our yard."

The rebel's eyes were glued to the money bag for a long time. When he looked up again, the complaints, anger, and hesitation in his eyes had all disappeared, leaving only deep joy: "Why didn't you ask Dunzi and the others to come back earlier to let me know? I could have my brothers prepare more."

The head retracted, and the next moment, the door, which had only a tiny crack, was completely opened. The man stood inside the door with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to make an invitation: "Dear guests, please come in quickly."

This unique skill of changing faces shocked all the court officials so much that they couldn't recover for a long time. It was not until Emperor Mingze followed the man in with the little one in his arms, turned around and looked at them for a moment with confusion that everyone woke up as if from a dream and walked in one after another.

The gate suddenly closed after the last official walked in, as if a giant beast from the abyss had finally waited for its prey to take the bait.

The scene inside the door finally came into everyone's sight.

"Forehead--"

Minister of Personnel Chu Dong's pupils trembled slightly: "What are you doing..."

Everyone looked back in the direction of his finger and trembled in unison.

This house has a total of four rooms, the doors and windows of which are all open. In each room, there are dozens of adult men sitting on benches in an orderly manner, listening to the rebels in the front giving a speech at the top of their lungs.

When the emotions are excited, there will be thunderous responses.

The two rebels who were in charge of receiving them looked at each other and laughed together, "Hey, they are just some poor people who want to change their fate. Our master is kind-hearted and will help them if he can."

A group of clear streams: "..."

It sounds reasonable, but that's not what the little guy really thinks.

[Ah——What miserable people? They are all their beloved founding fathers!!]