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

This voice in his mind frightened Eunuch Changshun so much that he staggered and the teacup in his hand was no longer steady. The crisp sound of jade colliding rang out in the hall, which seemed extremely quiet to others, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Yanchuan looked inquiringly, but Jiang Yingcheng raised her chubby little face, her almond-shaped eyes full of confusion.

[Uncle, what's wrong with you? There's nothing on the ground to trip you.]

Thinking of the word "trip", she suddenly remembered her previous plan of hitting someone in the face.

After scanning the hall, his eyes successfully locked onto the figure in the corner.

【Found it! 】

She slid down from the couch like a loach, and was about to run towards the man with her short legs. When she passed by Jiang Yanchuan, he grabbed her, and then her feet left the ground and were placed next to him.

Jiang Yanchuan exuded the warmth and energy of a martial artist, as well as a very pleasant fragrance.

She liked both of these atmospheres very much. After being arranged to sit down, she moved closer to him carefully, completely forgetting what she wanted to do just now.

[Hehehe, Chengcheng likes the beautiful father the most! ]

She thought her action was very covert and no one else would notice it, but she didn't know that this action had already been seen by Jiang Yanchuan. However, he turned his eyes back calmly, silently agreeing to this action.

Changshun silently placed the teacup next to Jiang Yanchuan's hand, turned around and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He had just heard such shocking news, and was so frightened that he did not even have time to take a look at who the official who had embezzled money was that the little princess was talking about.

but......

He stood still and silently glanced at Jiang Yanchuan's face again.

The other party's methods are several times more sophisticated than those of the late emperor, so this little thing should not be difficult for him.

Jiang Yanchuan coughed lightly, drawing back all the inquiring eyes on Jiang Yingcheng, and said slowly and casually, "I called you here today to hear about the progress of the task I gave you a few days ago."

The Minister of Works was the first to bow and say, "Your Majesty, I personally went to the moat yesterday to inspect the bank. After the repairs this year, the bank is already very stable. Your Majesty, please rest assured."

The room was silent. After Zhang Ding'an finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and stared at the small empty space in front of him. He was unsure of what Emperor Mingze meant.

In the past, after listening to the officials' reports, Emperor Mingze would respond with a few comments or questions, and would never let the topic remain deadlocked and remain silent for a long time.

Could it be that his soul is wandering in space?

Jiang Yanchuan didn't say anything, but he was not idle either.

It was unknown what the man called "Brother Tong" by Jiang Yingcheng said to her. Jiang Yanchuan could only hear her exclamations one after another.

Suddenly, Jiang Yingcheng stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed a piece of his clothes, his eyes almost overflowing with anxiety.

[My dear father, don't believe him! This man didn't even go to the moat to inspect yesterday. He is talking nonsense!]

[Wow, wow, wow, I really want to tell my father, Brother Tong, please think of a solution! ]

[What do you mean by familiarity with the land and birth of the land? Brother Tong, please speak more slowly. ]

[Oh, this person is using cultivated soil to build the dike...]

She automatically skipped the long list of popular science that 007 followed, and concluded briefly but forcefully: [Danger! ]

Jiang Yanchuan's eyes suddenly darkened.

Although the little fellow was vague in his words, he had already extracted the context of the incident from these two scattered sentences.

Zhang Dingan was so bold that he used cultivated soil instead of raw soil to repair the river and embezzled the repair funds from the imperial court.

This kind of soil is too loose. If it is not discovered early, there will be a risk of dam collapse in the spring and summer when there is too much rain.

Jiang Yanchuan remained expressionless, and uttered a long "hmm", secretly taking note of it in his heart.

We have to investigate further to confirm that what the little guy said in his heart is true.

Zhang Dingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yingcheng was extremely anxious. Her little hand was still clutching the small piece of cloth, shaking it back and forth very quickly, not knowing how to tell the whole story to her handsome father.

But 007 said that in this era, people respect ghosts and gods but are also afraid of them. If anyone discovers anything unusual about her, she will be burned to death!

Jiang Yingcheng was still forcing 007 to find a solution for her in her heart, when suddenly a shadow covered her head, and then Jiang Yanchuan's big hand fell and grabbed her little hand again.

Jiang Yanchuan's tone, which had always been neither hurried nor slow, finally became a little helpless: "Stop making trouble."

If you listen carefully, you can find a subtle hint of pampering in it.

007 finally got a moment of peace and took the opportunity to persuade: [Even if the dam collapses, it will be next year. We still have time to find a solution.]

Jiang Yingcheng was in a good mood after having his hand held again, and he let it go without hesitation: [Then remember to remind me before the dam breaks next year. ]

007: [Okay, okay.]

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Changshun: “…”

Changshun felt his legs go weak and he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to this little guy right now.

How come he heard the news?

If he keeps this matter to himself, there is no guarantee that this little ancestor will really go too far and forget to tell Emperor Mingze about it.

When the river breaks through the embankment, the people in the city will suffer. If someone dies, he will feel guilty.

But if he went to mention this to Emperor Mingze...

How do we explain the source of the news?

Changshun’s head is about to explode.

The remaining officials reported in turn. Jiang Yingcheng just opened her big round eyes and looked at whoever spoke. Curiosity, disgust, love, and shock appeared in her eyes. Even if no one spoke in her heart, her thoughts were extremely easy to understand.

[Wow, this person's house was robbed yesterday, and when they were trying to catch the thief, they happened to see the concubine having a secret meeting with someone? ]

[He is so miserable. His wife took away all his salary. He doesn't even have any pocket money, not even enough to buy snacks! ]

[Ah? This uncle's newly born son is not his own? Well... he is still more miserable. ]

Changshun was trying hard to hold back his laughter the whole time, and Jiang Yanchuan also had a slight smile on his lips.

By the time the last official finished his report, the originally cheerful complaints suddenly became much more solemn.

[How dare he embezzle so much money! ]

007 had just told her how many small cakes could be bought with taels of silver, and she finally had a rough idea of ​​the number.

Jiang Yingcheng was indignant in his heart: [With so many snacks, can he finish them all?!]

Jiang Yanchuan suddenly stood up and took two steps towards the man.

That was Liu Zhengqing, the Minister of Personnel who had just been promoted from the position of Vice Minister of Personnel.