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

Jiang Yingcheng was very happy.

Along the way, she was happily shaking her legs in her father's sedan chair, and she couldn't stop muttering in her heart.

[Shashasha, the air outside is so fresh! ]

[Chengcheng is breathing fresh air, while Qige and the others are studying. Oh my god, it’s double the happiness! ]

[Where are we going to play next? Or we can go find the cold palace——]

"Yingcheng," Jiang Yanchuan suddenly said, "Let the imperial physician examine you later. If you are fine, you can go back to the academy."

Jiang Yingcheng's body suddenly froze, as if an electric current had penetrated into her toes that had been shaking just now, and instantly spread throughout her body.

She staggered and fell on her father, the beautiful emperor, and said weakly, "Head, dizzy..."

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Jiang Yanchuan took her directly to Wuyang Palace.

Just now, the secret guard came hurriedly to report that Jiang Huaian led people to rush into the classroom where the little guy was. Fearing that he was going to take action, he left a group of ministers in the palace and went to the school in person.

At this moment, all the ministers in the hall were still standing where they were, watching in shock as Emperor Mingze carried the little princess all the way to the throne on the high platform.

The ministers: "..."

They thought that the exclusive favor they received during the morning court was already the limit, but it turned out that they could do even more than they expected.

However, those who could climb to this position were all smart people. They lowered their heads and closed their eyes calmly, and continued to discuss the previous topic as if they saw nothing.

There are still many people who are not optimistic about the attack on Beiming.

They quoted from classics and criticized current ills, but Emperor Mingze did not seem to be moved at all.

Jiang Yingcheng felt a little distressed seeing his anxious but helpless look.

but--

[The Beiming army is not that strong. Didn't they suffer a widespread plague in their army after they attacked Linyue, causing heavy casualties? ]

Jiang Yingcheng's round almond-shaped eyes were full of curiosity: [Why do they feel that way? ]

Several generals who were summoned to discuss the matter as an exception: "???"

Was there an epidemic in Beiming?

Still suffering heavy losses?

No one told them?

Their eyes were filled with curiosity and excitement, but no one dared to look directly at the soft figure in front of them.

I kept shouting in my heart.

So why do they feel that way?

Expand on it?!

[Oh, it turns out that the spy that my father sent to Beiming has rebelled! ]

There were gasps in the hall.

Isn’t this news too explosive?!

Also, isn't the little princess' tone a little too nonchalant? !

Such a sound did not alert Jiang Yingcheng. She was completely immersed in the worry of how to tell this matter to her father.

"Speaking of which, I also received a military report from Beiming some time ago," General Guide Lei Zhixin suddenly said, "The news from the spies said that after Beiming attacked Linyue, a plague broke out in the army, and many people died. It is not like what you said, that they still have the military strength to compete with our Da Rui."

The news exploded in the palace like a thunder.

Jiang Yingcheng, along with the other ministers, looked up in the direction of the person who was speaking, and blew out a series of rainbow farts: [Ahhh, the general uncle is brave! The general uncle is so handsome! The general uncle is the best! ]

Amidst the flattery, Lei Zhixin gradually gained confidence. He held his head high and faced the questioning and scrutinizing looks from those around him with ease.

There are also the jealous looks of colleagues who have lost the opportunity.

"How can you guarantee that the information you have obtained is accurate?" someone soon asked.

Lei Zhixin smiled mysteriously.

There is no more accurate information than the little princess's voice.

[Of course this news is accurate! My brother Tong said the same thing!] Jiang Yingcheng was indignant.

[This news is not accurate. Do you think the news gathered by the spies you sent to Prime Minister Tan's residence is accurate? ! ]

!!!

There is such a thing??!

Several eyes in the crowd were secretly looking at Tan Wenhan who was standing straight in front of them.

As the right prime minister of the current dynasty, Tan Wenhan has always been a man of noble character and integrity, and it is difficult for people to find any fault with him. Those who know him well are often impressed by his noble character, but those who hold different views from him always want to find some evidence of his hypocrisy.

Tan Wenhan's eyes suddenly became deep.

He was naturally aware of the outside world's suspicions about him, but he never expected that someone would be so bold as to reach into his house!

The man who had spoken earlier noticed the inappropriate gazes of the others and said sarcastically, "General Lei, what do you think Prime Minister Tan meant? Could it be that Prime Minister Tan told you this news?"

Well, he knew that some people seemed to be indifferent to the world, but in fact, they had extended their hands so far in secret!

Shouldn't he take part in this?!

Tan Wenhan turned around quietly, looked at the man meaningfully, and turned back silently.

We still don’t know who the spy is or what he has done in the mansion, so it’s better not to alert the enemy for now.

Lei Zhixin thought this sophisticated style was very cool, and he began to learn it in the same way.

The little princess's inner thoughts had begun to leak out again, and he had no time to pay attention to this person.

[Quick, quick, quick, let Cheng Cheng see, what is the identity of the spy planted in Grandpa Tan's mansion? ]

Several people immediately held their breath and concentrated.

Come and watch it quickly, and tell us about it after you finish watching it!

Jiang Yingcheng leaned on the chest of her handsome father, the Emperor, and rubbed her little face unconsciously against the cool and smooth dragon robe, smiling with great satisfaction.

[Oh my, so he deliberately sent his mistress, who he had kept in the suburbs, to Grandpa Tan’s son? ? ]

Jiang Yingcheng looked at Xu Ruiming with amazement in his eyes: [What a big scumbag! ]

Tan Wenhan lowered his eyes and stared at the small empty space in front of him. He seemed to be daydreaming, but in fact he began to recall the major and minor events that had happened in the mansion recently.

He has three sons.

The son of the concubine did bring a young woman into the house a few days ago, saying that he wanted to marry her and make her his second wife.

Because of this incident, the mansion was in turmoil for a while.

So, that woman was the spy who came to gather information?

Is she just here to get information?

[Wow, that woman is still pregnant? Grandpa Tan’s son even thinks that child is his own? ]

[Happy to be a father!] Jiang Yingcheng watched the bloody drama and was very excited. [This melon is so delicious!]

Many people in the crowd nodded.

That’s right, this melon is really delicious.

When they went to court on weekdays, they discussed serious state affairs. Every day was tense and boring. If they could hear such revelations every day...

It’s not impossible to attend court all day long!

The few people did not have as many concerns as Tan Youxiang, and directly cast their condemning eyes on Xu Ruiming.

Scumbag! !