shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 257 In front of all officials, the baby is hungry

Excited, Wang Shiguan took out a pen to record the princess's brilliance and prowess.

Bai Zhi'er was encouraged and immediately became happier.

She straightened up her small body, but as a milk baby, she was full of responsibility!

The little guy blinked his round eyes and asked: "Come again, uncles, if there is anything else, please report it all!"

Feng Fuce looked at her like this, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He turned to look at the civil and military officials, as if he was choosing who to push out next.

The ministers were obviously scared.

Rather than waiting for Wan Zonghou to roll his name, he might as well play the performance himself.

Prime Minister Wen took the lead to stand up and said respectfully, "Your Highness, the New Year's Eve is just around the corner. Last time I made an agreement with the emperor not to set off fireworks. In this way, the saved 3000 taels of silver can be used for other purposes." .”

When Bai Zhi'er heard this, his eyes widened immediately: "No fireworks? No firecrackers? No way!"

"It's the New Year when it's lively and lively. Why doesn't Dad want to let it go? Let me tell you, the more it should be played, the more lively the better!"

"The New Year's Day, which only comes once a year, is a good day for reunion and family fun, and it should be celebrated with fireworks."

She used to live in the fairy palace with her mother.

Every New Year's day, my mother would hug her and step on the clouds to look at the world.

When fireworks fill the sky, it is so bright.

In Bai Zhi'er's gaze looking down at that time, it was as if the night had turned into a river of stars, and the fireworks had become dots of brilliant light blooming in the river of stars.

All these made the little guy yearn for it.

Prime Minister Wen didn't expect the princess to say that.

He paused, and looked at Feng Fuce who was at the side.

"At first, it was Wan Zonghou who proposed it, fearing that there would be too many fireworks and firecrackers, which would hurt people."

Bai Zhi'er also looked at Feng Fuce.

Facing familiar people, the little guy's voice was obviously softer.

More like coquetry.

"Brother Fuce, are you willing to change your mind? Fireworks and firecrackers are so beautiful."

Feng Fuce's thin eyes were as black as ink, and his face was handsome and cold, like a piece of fine jade.

Looking into Bai Zhi'er's eyes, Feng Fuce raised his chin slightly: "It's up to you to decide."

The courtiers couldn't help being shocked.

Such a strong and cruel person as Wan Zonghou, occasionally went his own way, even disregarding the emperor's opinion, and even obeyed the princess's opinion.

Bai Zhi'er narrowed her eyes and smiled happily: "Uncle Prime Minister, arrange the fireworks!"

"Yes."

With the beginning of Prime Minister Wen, Wang Shiguan also jumped out to report some trivial matters.

Afterwards, Meng Chang, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, thought that his brother-in-law had offended the princess earlier, so he also came out at this time, carefully reporting state affairs.

Bai Zhi'er arranged it methodically.

With the most immature voice, he made the most direct and effective decision.

At first, the ministers thought that the little princess Cuicuo was too young to understand anything.

But after getting along with Bai Zhi'er for half an hour, I found that the little princess is well-organized, and has her own ideas and opinions on major and minor matters.

Even, when it comes to matters related to the people, the little princess will always listen carefully and then judge impartially.

If the people were wronged, she would arrange officials on the spot and ask them to follow up the matter to the end.

Gradually, the courtiers all reported the matter.

In the end, Bai Zhi'er listened to the chattering voices around him.

She quickly waved her small hands, and put her face on her small hands, like a leaking pink peach ball.

"Uncles, take a break, I'm hungry!"

Phew~ I'm so tired!
It turns out that Dad has to deal with so many things every day.

Qingmei hurriedly ordered: "Bring up the princess's milk!"

After a while, Bai Xilie's figure in a dragon robe hurried to the Golden Luan Hall.

Panting, he watched the ministers stand respectfully and wait.

And on the dragon chair, his precious daughter was enjoying the hot sweet milk in full view of everyone.

(End of this chapter)