I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 738 Three thousand servants

When the palace people talked back and forth, they saw such a horrible scene.

Su Xiaogong was pulled by his hands and legs by the regent princess and General Qian Shuang, and his majesty stepped on his back with a foot. He was thrown on the ground with his face crushed.

Palace man: "..."

slip away.

Tangtang retracted her feet: "Stop, what's the matter, tell me."

The palace man shivered, and quickly knelt down: "Returning to Your Majesty, the emperor sent a congratulatory gift for His Majesty's birthday, and it has now arrived in the treasury."

"The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are conducting inspections. The emperor said that this is the first batch. Congratulatory gifts will be delivered every day for the next two months."

Tangtang stopped beating Su Changan, her eyes lit up: "Really, take me to have a look!"

Su Chang'an, who escaped from the clutches of the devil, couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Di Zun, you are my son's reborn parents!"

Tangtang had already run away for a certain distance, but after hearing what he said, she ran back and gave him a kick:
"It was kicked for your father, you unfilial bastard."

Su Changan clutched his stomach, collapsed on the ground and completely turned off the fire.

The carriages lined up in front of the treasury, and the open space was almost filled. However, it is said that the furthest line of carriages was still outside the city and did not come in.

According to such a big battle, if two months in a row——

Ming Wu clicked his tongue for a long time: "Did Emperor Zun move the whole family here? It's also Jiji ceremony. Why did my father invite a few friends to have a drink and it was over?"

Qian Shuang smiled: "If you don't accept it, you can complain to the regent, he loves you so much, maybe he will give you a gift for two years."

Ming Wuci rolled his eyes: "Impossible, he has no money."

The empress, who was immersed in the joy of receiving gifts, couldn't help sighing: "Second sister-in-law, the family style of the Regent's Palace is really strict."

Qian Shuang was deeply convinced: "Isn't it? Last time the regent was hungry on the way back to the mansion, and his pocket was cleaner than his face, so the coachman invited him to eat a piece of cake."

Tangtang's eyeballs popped out: "The person who asked for cakes in the rain that I mentioned last time is actually the second elder brother, second sister-in-law, you are awesome!"

Ming Wuci's face was blushing: "I, I was training the recruits of the Dianqian Division in the teaching army field a few days ago, and I forgot to leave money for him, so he, he didn't say anything..."

She spoke more and more quietly, and finally covered her face shyly.

Tangtang laughed until she couldn't see her eyes: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you give it or not, even if you give it to the second brother, he can only buy half a cake."

Ming Wuci stomped his feet angrily: "You laugh at me now, one day Xiao Yan will belong to him..."

"how is he?"

Just as Ming Wuci spoke halfway, she was interrupted by Feng Hanchu who came down the steps.

He was carrying a big knife, with a gloomy face, followed by three fathers who also had gloomy faces, and their steps were so heavy.

Ming Wuci hurriedly adjusted his clothes and saluted: "Father, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

She pulled Qian and slipped faster than a rabbit, leaving only four fathers and Tangtang staring at each other.

Su Qingyun waved her fan, looked down at the gift-giving convoy under the railing and said sourly:

"Oh, daddy has been walking all the way, and after a rough calculation, there are eighty thousand if not one hundred thousand in these few rows, sweet boy—"

Tangtang immediately ran to him with the little skirt in her hand: "Yes, yes, rich dad."

Su Qingyun snorted: "Compared to him, I look like a beggar. Why don't you just call him a 'rich daddy' before the one surnamed Xiao comes back?"

Tangtang: "..."

Why are you in a hurry to speak?

Bu Chen couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he patted Su Qingyun: "Why are you so angry with the child, it's because you are incapable."

Su Qingyun pointed at her nose and glared at him: "I'm not capable? Come on, tell me, why am I not capable?"

Xuan Mo glanced at the gift: "Emperor Zun even gives a pair of floor-standing vases, can't you afford it?"

Su Qingyun was about to jump, her fan was trembling:
"Keep your dog's eyes open to see clearly. Is that an ordinary vase? The Dragon Cave Nuanyu in the Extreme North Continent is also called 'Wenxiangyu' carving."

"Where is the Dragon Cave? It is Emperor Zun's private property. Do I dare to go there to snatch it? I just ask where else is there such a thing besides Emperor Zun's Palace!"

Bu Chen pointed to the boxes and boxes of gold and jade jewelry: "Then these are also Emperor Zun's private property?"

Su Qingyun fanned her fan and gasped: "That's not true, gold and jade are made of the best materials, and it's not like I don't have them."

The three fathers said in unison: "So?"

Su Qingyun rolled her eyes: "So it's the craftsmen who make these pearls and jade jewelry that are valuable."

"Dizun Palace has a group of craftsmen who specialize in making gold and jade, all of them are ghost hands. See if there is a hairpin that is the length of a palm, there are at least [-] strands of gold thread as thin as a cicada's wing."

"Hundreds of gold threads are no more than the thickness of a hair. The Su family has many skilled craftsmen, but they are not worthy of hand-held shoes for ghosts. What can I do? Take them away?"

The more he complained, the darker Feng Hanchu's face became, and he never put down the knife in his hand: "Why, can't I afford these?"

Su Qingyun added fuel to the fire: "One is that I really can't afford it, and the other is that I can't afford it."

Feng Hanchu: "..."

Bu Chen also laughed: "If you kill Xiao Yangui, you will be the new emperor, and all of this is yours. Take good care of you, senior brother."

Feng Hanchu: "..."

Look at your grandma's legs.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and when he thought about it, he would be angry for another two months, and the whole Taishanghuang was not well, so he directly brought Tangtang in front of him:

"Say, did you say something in private?"

Tangtang stared at her brother's gift with her big eyes, and answered absent-mindedly, "What did you say?"

Feng Han became even angrier when he saw her little expression that looked open to money, and asked straight to the point while holding her ear:
"Is he giving a congratulatory gift, or a betrothal gift?"

Tangtang hurriedly persuaded: "Congratulations, congratulations, don't be angry with your beautiful dad, whoever you like, Tangtang will give it to you?"

Knives could fly out of Feng Hanchu's eyes: "Father doesn't need cheap food, father doesn't care about it."

"Okay, okay, beautiful daddy is not rare, Tangtang hastily asked someone to put it away, and determined not to let daddy see it."

"You still put it away?"

"If you don't take it or don't take it, just hang it here."

Feng Hanchu was still angry no matter what, he went back to the Summer Palace and patted the table: "Come on—"

"Send me the portraits of all the young people of the right age in the state capitals, and I will choose three thousand servants for the little pastry!"

Tangtang: "?"

Three, three thousand?
Daddy Meiyan, are you confused?It's not about buying big radishes, choosing so many at once.

Just as she was about to go up to stop her, she was stopped by Bu Chen: "You make your beautiful daddy make trouble, and he will be the one who gets angry in the end."

From that day on, the Taishanghuang's study in the Summer Palace was filled with portraits of young people, and there was no place to stand.

(End of this chapter)