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

It was getting dark.

Jiang Yanchuan put down the red brush in his hand, dropped the last memorial on the high "hill" next to him, and then reached out to unfold the memorial presented by Yuan Liangping.

Just one glance and his eyes paused.

The handwriting on the memorial is standard small regular script, with vigorous and powerful strokes and neat and well-balanced text, which looks pleasing to the eye as a whole.

However, the content above is not the case -

Is it true that Prime Minister Tan’s third son is not his biological child?

Has his mansion been infiltrated like a sieve by spies from various forces?

The good-for-nothing Third Son spent a huge sum of money to keep the top prostitute in the brothel for a whole year. And that top prostitute looked 70% like the eldest princess of Da Rui?

……

Jiang Yanchuan raised his head and looked at Yuan Liangping, who seemed a little guilty, opposite him.

He frowned slightly: "That's all?"

Yuan Liangping spent the whole afternoon with the little guy. With his eloquence, he should be able to get some information about Bei Ming.

Yuan Liangping has a lot of grievances that he cannot express.

The little princess was indeed very cooperative. No matter what he said, she would respond. But in her heart she was so addicted to eating melons that she couldn't extricate herself. She didn't want to have a good chat with her good "Brother Tong" about the important information related to Bei Ming.

Moreover, the little princess ate too much cakes and pastries and soon fell into a deep sleep. She has not woken up yet.

He was like a rusted machine, and he bowed slowly, "Your Majesty, that's all I have."

After a pause, Yuan Liangping added as if he had just remembered something: "By the way, the little princess said that she wanted to go to Prime Minister Tan's house to help him clean up the spies sent by various parties, but she didn't know what excuse to use. The current tentative plan is to meet Prime Minister Tan, meet Prime Minister Tan..."

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

The next day, inside Chongyun Palace.

Jiang Yingcheng, who had slept for the entire afternoon yesterday, stared at the direction of Tan Wenhan with full energy, and his mind was still constantly perfecting the plan for the subsequent fraud.

[I will pounce over and fall to the ground in front of Grandpa Tan! ]

[Then we said we were dizzy, and then we started crying! ]

[When Grandpa Tan is reprimanded by the uncles, we will take advantage of the situation and make a request, asking Grandpa Tan to take us back to the mansion and pay for the doctor to treat us personally! ]

【Perfect! 】

Tan Wenhan: “…”

The ministers who seemed to be concentrating on the morning court but were actually trying their best to eavesdrop on the little princess's thoughts: "..."

A look of pity flashed towards Prime Minister Tan, not understanding why he could be so unlucky. Yesterday he was publicly executed in the court because of his second son's matter, and today he had to suffer the relentless pursuit of the little princess.

Tan Wenhan lowered his head slightly, and countless guesses flashed through his mind.

Maybe... the little princess wanted to go to the mansion to see the picture in person today because she failed to get the picture from "Brother Tong" yesterday?

Given the little princess's playful nature, it is not impossible.

The more Tan Wenhan thought about it, the more he felt that this guess might be the correct answer. However, the little guy's voice that rang out again gave him a whole new shock -

[Then we will start scamming people in Grandpa Tan's mansion one by one! We will beat up all the spies planted there and drive them out of the Prime Minister's mansion! ]

He had no time to think about how many spies were planted in his mansion. He felt as if someone had gently scratched him with a soft feather, and his heart was incredibly soft.

When the court meeting was drawing to a close, Tan Wenhan took a step forward and said, "I have something to report!"

After getting the emperor's permission, he said in a loud voice: "Today is my mother's birthday. I would like to dare to invite Your Majesty to visit my humble home..."

The little princess was so kind, how could he bear to see her fall right in front of him?

……

Tan Mansion, Chunning Garden.

The letter sent from the palace was delivered to Zhang at the fastest speed. When the messenger stood in front of her, he breathed heavily for a long while before he finally uttered a complete sentence.

"Minister Tan said that it must be arranged as quickly as possible. He will explain the rest to you when he comes back."

Zhang knew very well that her master was not the kind of person who would treat this as a joke, but...

Preparing a birthday party for your mother-in-law?

And it needs to be completed in the shortest possible time?

But mother-in-law, didn’t it just take long for your birthday to pass?

Zhang suppressed her doubts and quickly began to make arrangements.

The hastily arranged birthday banquet was far from meeting the standards expected of a Prime Minister's residence, but it was more than enough to entertain a little princess who was only three and a half years old.

When Jiang Yingcheng and Jiang Yanchuan walked in among the officials, the old lady of the Tan residence, leading more than a hundred people from the mansion, had been waiting in the courtyard for a while.

After the two sides exchanged greetings, Jiang Yingcheng, holding a huge mahogany gift box, walked unsteadily towards Old Madam Tan.

When she got there, she raised her hands high above her head, raised her toes hard, and said in a baby voice, "This is Chengcheng's gift to the old lady!"

Older people like such half-grown children the most. Old Madam Tan was touched by the cuteness of the little princess. She leaned forward slightly and took the gift box: "Thank you, little princess."

The gift box was moved away, revealing the little guy's cute face.

The little guy's eyes were sparkling, and the expectation flashing in his eyes was very obvious.

Old Madam Tan was stunned.

She had taken care of many children, so she naturally knew what this expression meant. It was an expression of hope that the gift she gave would be liked by the other person.

Mrs. Tan paused for a moment, tentatively opened the box, and sure enough, she saw the little princess' eyes suddenly brighten.

She looked into the box with a smile.

There were some small odds and ends inside, like some toys that the little princess liked very much.

There are several exquisitely crafted dolls, delicately carved jewelry boxes, and a small layer of gold beans... stacked together, they don't look messy at all.

It was obviously carefully prepared.

She raised her head and showed a kind look: "Thank you for your kindness, little princess. I like it very much."

Jiang Yingcheng was so happy that he almost jumped up, but he still said modestly: "As long as the old lady likes it~"

[Look, Brother Tong, I told you the old lady would like it! ]

Madam Tan and Zhao both froze suddenly.

what sound? !

Jiang Yanchuan spoke at this moment, signaling Eunuch Changshun to present the birthday gift he had prepared.

Although the little guy's gift was thoughtful, it was a bit too frivolous.

Although Old Madam Tan was still in a trance, she subconsciously looked towards Prime Minister Tan when she heard the words.

Are you sure you can accept this gift? Will it really not be considered as deceiving the emperor?!

Tan Xiang gave them a reassuring look from afar.

Don't worry, His Majesty knows the real purpose of this trip better than he does.

After Mrs. Tan accepted the gift doubtfully, Jiang Yingcheng extended his hand towards her again with a little shyness.

[All the gifts have been collected, and we can hold hands now! ]

Madam Tan: “…”

Although this voice is a bit weird, but...

The little princess has already extended her hand, so it’s okay for her to hold it, right?

Old Madam Tan handed the mahogany box to the maid behind her, turned around and wanted to take the little princess' hand to join the banquet.

Who would have thought that after a brief moment of daze, the little princess suddenly jumped up -

"Stop!" Jiang Yingcheng stopped the maid who took the gift box and put on a self-proclaimed fierce expression, "What, what level, you want to take this princess's gift box!!"

[Bad woman! You often steal old ladies' jewelry and sell them! Don't even think about stealing my gold beans again! ! ]