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

There are a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in the cellar, and there are also many sad people on the ground.

Jiang Yanchuan followed the principle of everyone getting a share and basically gave everyone a few mahogany treasure chests. The court officials stood in front of their respective boxes in despair, looking like they were silently licking their wounds.

Among them, some people looked particularly aggrieved.

——When she was assigned to the back, the little girl saw that the mountain of gold she had laid for her "beautiful father" was getting smaller and smaller, and her temper became more and more irritable, and the melon that burst out in her heart...

It is becoming more and more meticulous.

what--

Hanlin scholar Tan Songsheng broke down several times while tutoring his eldest son and cried late at night with his face covered.

what--

Yuan Liangping was still determined to steal and secretly hid his private money. After being discovered by his wife Wei Dairong, he slept in the study for three days in a row.

Even the trivial matter that General Guide Lei Zhixin once let out a series of loud farts in the court and ended up slandering General Yunhui Zhu Qian was picked out separately by the little guy from the pile of information and passively provided for everyone to "whip the corpse".

The group of upright people who could hear the little guy's inner voice lost all their face and dignity, and they did not let go of those colleagues who could not hear the little guy's inner voice.

Every time the little fellow revealed news about that group of people, several clear-minded people would gather together and chat about each other's gossip in a mysterious and frank manner.

The court officials deeply felt the complex emotions of pain and happiness, and ignored the magistrate Qu Chun who was left alone in complete pain.

Magistrate Qu Chun watched helplessly as everyone "reasonably and well-foundedly" tried to get a share of the property he had worked so hard to save. He felt so sad that he could hardly breathe, and even the fear of being imprisoned was suppressed.

That's all his money!

His ah!!

But this group of people wants to apply to Emperor Mingze for the right to use it! !

In front of him!!

What's the difference between you and the robbers? ! !

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

……

Boxes of gold, silver and jewelry successfully shut up the four princes' party headed by Pan Jifeng, and the subsequent process went much more smoothly.

Magistrate Qu Chun was sent away on the pretext of being brought back for interrogation, and was executed on the spot in a random corner.

The leaders of several churches were first sent to the Dali Temple and handed over to Xing Junchu, the living devil who was on the same "track" as Lu Yao.

Hundreds of believers were arranged to serve in Quchun.

Under the brainwashing of various religious leaders, this group of people really worked hard, and almost everyone of them became an excellent craftsman, so it would be a waste to use their talents.

Jiang Yanchuan decided to pass through Quchun again on his way back, and bring this group of people to Beijing together, and also take along Gu Ruizhou, who was left behind to temporarily take over as the magistrate of Quchun.

Everyone sent someone to deliver the boxes they were given back to the capital and hand them over to their trusted confidants.

——Qu Chun’s journey started in a relaxed atmosphere and ended in ecstasy. Even Jiang Yingcheng, who had been given more than half of the gold mountain, temporarily forgot about this episode because of the excitement of embarking on a new journey.

The rest of the journey was extremely peaceful. The group ate and drank along the way and became each other's best friends.

The peaceful atmosphere was broken by the sound of hurried horse hooves just as everyone was about to reach Xi'an Town.

It was getting dark, and Jiang Yanchuan ordered his men to speed up and try to reach Xi'an Town and find a place to live before the night fell completely dark.

The sound of horse hooves was continuous, but Lechen was the first to notice the extremely urgent sound.

He immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Be on guard!"

Liaochen had high skills and good hearing, so even though the group of people were unable to notice anything unusual, they subconsciously did as he said.

Lu Yao reached into the nearest carriage and pulled out a large pile of weapons, distributing them to his colleagues around him. Even Pan Jifeng was stuffed with a dagger.

The fifty-year-old man looked solemnly at the short blade in his hand, which was like a toy when playing house, and he suspected that Lu Yao was targeting him maliciously.

Jiang Yingcheng was startled by this sudden change. She lost control of the movement of chewing the biscuit and bit the tip of her tongue hard, and tears flowed down on the spot.

She said incoherently: "It's so spicy!"

Jiang Yanchuan ignored the commotion outside and reached out to pinch the little guy's jaw: "Open your mouth."

"Wuwaa - father, father's room, there is a hot brand outside the temple -" Jiang Yingcheng was forced to open his mouth, but still spoke the sentence firmly.

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

There was only slight redness and swelling on the tip of the tongue, but no blood, so he let go of the little guy's head.

He lifted a corner of the car curtain and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty," the person who answered from outside the window was Lei Zhixin, "Master Liaochen said that someone is riding a horse towards us, and the other party--" The other party was too fast and was heading straight towards them. They suspected that this group of people was coming for them!

【ah! ! 】

A familiar voice suddenly sounded. Lei Zhixin paused for a moment, then continued speaking.

"…Just in case, we would like to…"

【Wow--】

After the little girl shouted this in her heart, she began to look around for a place to hide. In the end, she couldn't find one, so she simply sat down next to her handsome father, reached out and grabbed the hem of his robe, covered her head with it, and pretended that she didn't exist.

Lei Zhixin: “…”

Lei Zhixin: “???”

so serious?

Could it be that the opponent is also a martial arts master? ?

Lei Zhixin's expression was startled, and he hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Then, I will go to guard it now!"

After all, he is a martial arts master, and they can’t handle it in their current state!

[Uncle Jiao is coming to kill us soon! ! ]

Lei Zhixin was about to turn around when he paused, his expression confused for a moment.

Uncle Jiao?

Is it the Minister of Revenue Jiao Hongmiao?

Wasn't he left in the capital by His Majesty to guard the city? Why did he suddenly come here? !

[Also Uncle Ran, Uncle Wen, Uncle Kan——]

[They found the gold, silver and jewelry that the uncles sent back to the capital, and came to demand money! ! ]

The Qingliu present: “!!!”

Lei Zhixin: “!!!”

Lei Zhixin looked panicked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." I have an unreasonable request, I want to find a place to hide!

"Master!!!" A shrill voice suddenly sounded in the distance. All the clear-minded people who had just heard the little guy's inner voice trembled in unison, their eyes darting around, their intention to find a place to hide was particularly obvious.

【Ahhhhh it’s coming!! 】

The ministers all had bitter expressions, but they still had to stay where they were.

After a while, several figures finally appeared in front of everyone.

The Minister of Revenue Jiao Hongmiao took the lead. The moment he saw the crowd, he raised the whip in his hand high and swung it on the horse with a "snap"!

Everyone shuddered again, feeling as if the whip had fallen directly on them.

hiss--

As they got closer, Jiao Hongmiao's messy sideburns, red eyes, pale lips... all came into view.

The trembling voice shouted at the top of its lungs: "Master, the slave is coming!!"

Come to you to ask for the gold and silver that should belong to the Ministry of Revenue! !