Before Pan Jingwan entered the house, she firmly believed that with a workaholic character like Jiang Yanchuan, she would immediately deal with the official duties that had been piled up for the day after returning to the palace. When she suddenly met here, her heart skipped a beat.
I immediately started to think about retreating.
But once the words were spoken, she could only choose her words cautiously and carefully.
"Royal Grandmother, please help Wan'er to beg for mercy from Your Majesty. Wan'er really can't live without Huaian--"
Due to the presence of Jiang Yanchuan, Pan Jingwan did not dare to add insult to injury and only briefly summarized what Jiang Huai'an had done in recent days.
She did not deny what Jiang Huai'an did, but from a mother's perspective, she cried out that she missed her child and wanted to take the opportunity to get her child back.
Pan Jingwan's voice was sad, her words sincere, but her lowered eyebrows were full of shrewdness.
Her abacus was very good.
Although Empress Dowager seems too serious on weekdays, he can always be a little more patient when facing juniors like Huaian.
Moreover, since they are both mothers, Empress Dowager will definitely be much kinder than Emperor Mingze in this matter!
Pan Jingwan's idea was very beautiful, but when she raised her head pleadingly, what she saw was Empress Dowager's face full of expressions that were hard to explain.
???
"Royal grandmother?" Pan Jingwan had to interrupt Empress Dowager's meditation.
Empress Dowager came back to his senses, but his expression was still a little dazed.
Noble Consort Rou's speech was very touching. She originally felt a little compassionate, but if it weren't for...
If she hadn't heard the little guy's voice.
I don't know when Noble Consort Rou provoked the little guy. Almost every time she said something, the little guy would make trouble in his heart.
When she said Huaian accidentally wronged Xingran--
[What was the accident?] The little guy frowned, [Oh oh oh, he was accidentally bumped into by the beauty Imperial Father. This was such an accident!]
When she said that Huaian is a young person who wants to vent her anger because of depression in her heart--
[Ah, yes, yes, he is bitter, he is mean, he bullies others,] the little guy's heart is full of yin and yang, [but he is a good boy!]
When she said that Huaian couldn't eat well in Consort Yan's palace--
Jiang Yingcheng finally stopped opposing her, but her tone sounded like she was gloating about her misfortune.
[Hey hey hey hey, then he is really good~miserable~oh~]
Jiang Yingcheng's sly eyes glanced at Empress Dowager's face again and again: [But what can Great-Grandmother's breasts do~Great-Grandmother's breasts are not people who don't know right from wrong~]
[Fourth Prince did something wrong and should be punished by beauty Imperial Father~]
Jiang Yingcheng suddenly thought of something, and slid down her Imperial Father legs with bright eyes.
Amid the silent gazes of the audience, Jiang Yingcheng ran up to Empress Dowager, raised his fleshy little fist, and knocked softly on the opponent's leg.
While knocking, he glanced suggestively in the direction of Noble Consort Rou.
"Are you tired of Great-Grandmother milk? Are you thirsty for Great-Grandmother milk? Are you thirsty for Great-Grandmother milk? Do you want to eat little Pastries?"
[Noble Consort Rou It's true, Great-Grandmother's breasts have just come back, and they only want Great-Grandmother's breasts to intercede for her~] Jiang Yingcheng's heartfelt words are so flattering, [unlike Chengcheng, Chengcheng only feels sorry for her breasts~ breasts~ breasts~]
Jiang·Xiao Green Tea·Cheng's protracted tone made Pan Jingwan's face instantly pale.
She has long been accustomed to the noble life of being surrounded by stars, and Jiang Yanchuan is a monarch who will not change her mind because of the other person's attitude. She has not done this for several years.
Even such a consciousness has never arisen.
Now being tricked by this little guy, Pan Jingwan wants to eat his flesh and blood alive!
She quickly bent her knees and knelt straight on the ground. "Imperial grandmother, I, I, and I are also anxious for a moment..."
"Okay," Empress Dowager's calm and authoritative voice came from above the main seat, "The Ai family is very tired after a long journey today, so I won't chat with you anymore."
Pan Jingwan didn't dare to look up at Empress Dowager's face. He only heard the other party's expulsion order, "You can go back today."
Cold sweat broke out all over her body in an instant, and she only said "Promise" anxiously.
Before leaving the house, she gave Jiang Yingcheng a vague and fierce look.
Sooner or later, she will get all this debt back with interest!
Jiang Yingcheng didn't even pay her any attention, but kept asking, "Great-Grandmother, do you want to eat little Pastries?!"
[Eating alone is so boring, Chengcheng can breastfeed with Great-Grandmother!]
Jiang Yanchuan, who had been listening quietly for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to Jiang Yingcheng's belly where he had just eaten dinner and gently pressed it--
"Ugh--"
Jiang Yingcheng turned around in shock!
"Imperial Father?"
[Imperial Father What are you doing by pressing Chengcheng's belly!]
Jiang Yanchuan stood up straight away.
The feeling just now was so hard that he really didn't know why this little guy could hold himself up like this even if he just ate some vegetarian food.
He walked up to Jiang Yingcheng in two steps and suddenly chuckled, "Jiang Yingcheng, are you the reincarnation of the little pig?"
Jiang Yingcheng's cheeks were bulging, and he turned around to look for his backer. "Great-Grandmother tits!"
Empress Dowager responded with a kind smile, then raised his head and glared at Jiang Yanchuan.
Jiang Yanchuan:"..."
This night was a sleepless night for several ministers.
The watchman's clapper had just struck once when, from a house at the end of Green Treasure Alley, a man in black stepped out from the back door and ran quickly in the direction of the city gate.
Kan Residence's study was brightly lit. In front of the long Writing Desk, a dozen soldiers' eyes were fixed on the several Topographic Map placed in the middle of the desk.
"I'm in charge here," someone's finger pointed at the Topographic Map marked with the word "Copper Mine", "Just give me twenty elites."
"I'm going to look for Mechanism Master," someone said in a low voice, "There will definitely be someone watching over there. I need to bring more people."
"I'll go to the gold mine!"
"Leave the one in the mountains to me."
"..."
Major events related to the national destiny were completed by a few people in the blink of an eye, but no one thought it was too trivial.
Kan Ruifeng's eyes were illuminated by the candlelight and looked particularly lively. He raised his hand and caressed the several Topographic Maps one by one, looking at them with firm eyes. "Your Majesty has given a few of us permission. If there is anything you still don't understand, you can take Little Highness to the mansion at any time."
After a pause, he added, "Of course, you have to prepare little Pastries."
There were several chuckles in the room.
Yuan Residence.
Yuan Liangping, who couldn't find Silver Note that should have belonged to him even after asking several people, finally calmed down a little bit. He was just about to lie down and go to bed when his wife beside him suddenly asked softly, "Husband, if you get promoted and make a fortune in the future, with one hundred thousand silver in hand, will you still leave all the money to me to manage like you do today?"
Yuan Liangping was still a little absent-minded, so he replied directly without even thinking about it, "Of course."
The people around me then asked, "What about the million?"
"Of course I will leave it in my wife's hands."
"Then..." Wei Dairong's voice paused slightly, "Where's the two thousand taels?"
Yuan Liangping:"..."
Yuan Liangping:"????"