The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

He was so anxious to drink water that it made everyone present feel distressed.

Especially the Queen Mother, although she disliked him just now, she didn't really blame him.

Mingyue seemed to be thinking about something. She had a feeling that what her uncle said was related to what was in her heart.

"But what's the important matter? You're so busy that you don't even have time to drink water?" The Queen Mother frowned. "It's because my subordinates are not doing their job well."

Jiang Hetang waved his hands quickly, "I don't want to drink. I have to go to the toilet after drinking. I discussed something with my close ministers today, and I have to go later."

The Empress Dowager was, after all, an elder in the palace, as was the late Emperor. Although he was a bit sentimental with women and a bit dull in politics, his strength lay in his serious attitude.

Their son was also very serious about his work. When he was busy with something, he would never take a break.

Then he ordered people to serve the food, "Hurry up, serve the food."

Eat breakfast so my son can have a rest before going back to work.

Mingyue licked her lips. She felt a little hungry, but she was very curious about what her uncle was doing.

"Uncle, what are you busy with? Can you share it with us?" Mingyue held up three fingers and said seriously, "I promise not to tell anyone!"

Jiang Hetang was amused by her, "You are a little brat, it's okay to tell you."

The servants around him retreated tactfully. Jiang Hetang took out a crumpled piece of paper from his arms and carefully spread it out on the table.

"Look."

What caught my eye was a drawing of a large ship.

There were a few big words written on it - "Is the moon outside round?" plan.

Mingyue's mouth twitched. This name...it doesn't sound like the name of a plan decided by an emperor.

Jiang Hetang saw that she was speechless, but did not explain.

He actually just wanted to use this name to remember the purpose of his decision to go to the ocean: for Mingyue's so-called curiosity.

As for the other ministers, they thought more.

The emperor must want to explore the mysteries of this world.

Your Majesty is a man of great wisdom. Does the Moon God on the moon only bless our Great Zhou? Is it possible that people outside have never seen the moon?

There is a sea outside the Great Zhou. Is there anyone on the other side of the sea?

They are also very curious.

"How big is this ship? How many people can it carry?" Jiang Mengrou looked at the palm-sized ship in the picture curiously.

"It's about fifty feet long and less than thirty feet wide, and can accommodate thousands of people." Jiang Hetang traced the details on the paper, his tone full of pride. (A small reference to Zheng He's ship from his voyages to the West; the construction time is shortened.)

"Fifty? Thirty? Zhang?"

You should know that one zhang in ancient times is approximately equal to 3.33 meters in modern times. That means that this ship is more than meters long and about to meters wide.

So big...

Mingyue was instantly filled with awe for the ancient craftsmen.

As expected, craftsmen are always the gods!

"Uncle, this is too big!"

"Bravo!"

"You actually did something so important without saying a word!"

"Uncle, your ship must be very majestic!"

After bragging enough, he brought out her purpose, "Uncle, where is your giant ship in the world? Can I go and see it?" As he said this, he blinked his eyes.

Her previous preparations were not in vain.

Jiang Hetang has been hung upside down.

After all, he has been doing this silently for so many years, and he couldn't find anyone to share it with.

Who understands? He has been holding it in for too long.

"Ahem," he tried to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, "Well, anytime, anytime."

The Queen Mother and Jiang Mengrou looked at each other. This child was still the same as before. She could hide things, but she couldn't keep it secret for long.

Yuan Tianzhen's originally somewhat depressed mood also relaxed. She had originally thought that she was just the emperor's young favorite, and by now she should be tired of him.

I even thought that there might be a new sister entering the palace later.

I didn't expect that this silly man was busy with these things.

Jiang Hetang squeezed her hand under the table. He realized he had neglected his wife for several days without realizing it and he knew he was wrong.

Yuan Tianzhen also pinched it back.

The pink bubble between the two of them popped up again.

Mingyue and her two grandchildren were feeling awkward. Should they leave and make room for the two of them?

Then Eunuch Su's voice was heard from outside the palace, "Empress Dowager, lunch is ready."

"Come up."

"Yes."

Looking at the table full of delicious food, Mingyue felt a lump in her throat for the first time, but because Jiang Mengrou and others were staring at her, she still ate a bowl without any appetite.

Finally, he said in a fake tone, "Burp, I'm so full!"

"Mom, if I hadn't had lunch at Second Brother Lin's house, I would have eaten all of this on the table." After saying that, he patted his bulging belly.

Jiang Mengrou believed her. After all, her daughter loved to eat the most, and nothing could stop her from eating.

He touched Mingyue's little head and asked someone to prepare some digestive tea for her to drink later.

But in Jiang Hetang's eyes, Mingyue became a good baby who felt sorry for him and would rather eat less herself so that he could eat more.

When it comes to Jiang Hetang's self-improvement strategy, if we talk about third place, no one dares to say that they are first or second.

Swallowing the sourness in my nose, I grabbed two pieces of Mingyue's favorite garlic pork ribs...

Reaching out to the bright moon...

Turning a corner...

Put in...

In your own mouth.

Zhao Mingyue: Bitch! Man!

After the meal, Mingyue insisted on going to a "meeting" with Jiang Hetang, and Jiang Hetang readily agreed.

A big one and a small one walked hand in hand to the imperial study.

The younger one was carried to the large dragon bed to rest, while the older one curled up on the chaise longue where his wife usually liked to stay. He lay on a small blanket, breathed in the scent of his wife, and fell into a sweet dream.

Zhizhi and Taotao, one stayed with Mingyue, coaxing her to sleep, while the other ran to the imperial study to get some snacks.

After all, whether Mingyue ate at the Lin family or not, others might not know, but how could they not know!

Judging from my lady's personality, she must be hungry.

Half an hour later, Mingyue was awakened.

At this time, Jiang Hetang was already dressed in new clothes and sitting on the dragon throne, reading the memorials submitted by the ministers.

Everyone stood nervously in the hall, watching the little princess with her hair untied and wrapped in a blanket sit down at the small table next to the emperor.

But I dare not say anything.

If it were in the past, they would definitely protest, "Your Majesty, this cannot be done."

"Your Majesty, the princess is a woman, and women cannot discuss state affairs."

"Your Majesty, the princess is only a few years old. You can't let her act recklessly." And so on.

But after so many years, the emperor's character, his care for the princess, and the princess's own abilities and prestige have long made them accustomed to this.

As Crown Prince Jiang Yan grew older, he became more and more silent, making it difficult for people to understand his thoughts.

Only when the little princess was around could their lives be a little better, and the low pressure on these two ancestors was not so strong.

"Go on, why are you looking at me?" Mingyue had just woken up, her eyes were sleepy and her voice was a little nasal, just like a miserable middle school student who was woken up by the bell for class right after lunch break.