All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

In Zhongshu Province, Fang Xuanling was looking through the files.

Suddenly, a little head popped in from the door.

The little kid's round eyes were darting around, and he could tell he was planning something bad.

Fang Xuanling was a little nervous for no reason.

This child...could he have been deceived by His Majesty?

Every time His Majesty was afraid of being tricked by that child, he would secretly let the child go find other people to play with, in order to divert the trouble away from him and achieve the purpose of escaping.

Yuan Yuan watched secretly for a while, then ran out again.

Fang Xuanling was curious, wasn't he the target this time?

He stroked his beard. It seemed that His Majesty loved and protected him, an old minister of the Prince of Qin's palace.

But after a while, the little guy came in again.

Yuan Yuan dragged an old man in with his little hands holding a sleeve.

But it's not Wang Shiguan from Zhongshu Province.

Wang Shiguan looked helpless at this time, without any will to survive.

Fang Xuanling's eyelids jumped.

Yuan Yuan ran to Fang Xuanling and said righteously: "Fang Aweng! Wang Shiguan Aweng can't tell stories!"

"He can't be a historian!"

Fang Xuanling straightened her little official hat, glanced at Wang Shiguan, and asked the little boy: "What stories can't you tell?"

Yuan Yuan leaned over and whispered: "I can't tell the story of Xiaoshuai and Xiaomei! And the story of Awei and Azhen, Wang Aweng can't tell it!!!"

She gave Fang Xuanling a proud look: "I can tell stories now, Fang Aweng, can I be a historian?"

Historian Wang: "..."

Fang Xuanling: "..."

Zhongshu Ling said sincerely: "Historian Wang is familiar with classics and history and has written many books. He is a man of erudition and talent, and is the most suitable candidate for historian."

Yuan Yuan pouted: "But Wang Shiguan Aweng doesn't even know Pleasant Goat and Gray Wolf."

Fang Xuanling looked at Wang Shiguan.

Historian Wang said with a dark face: "Not only do I not know sheep, wolves, tigers and leopards, I also don't know any square-faced babies, bumpy man, or puppy bark team!"

Yuan Yuan scratched his chin: "Then you are really pitiful!"

The little boy looked at Fang Xuanling, his eyes filled with "Do you know him?"

Zhong Shuling's mouth twitched.

When Du Ruhui finished his important duties at the Ministry of War and came to discuss matters with Fang Xuanling, he found that the naughty little princess had come to play in the Ministry of Education.

The little boy was wearing an official robe, holding a branch in his little hand behind his back, and was staring at the official secretary and the old historian to endorse it.

Du Ruhui retracted one foot that he had just stepped onto the threshold.

Just as he was about to leave, Fang Xuanling inside shouted: "Du Shangshu!!! Why don't you come in when you are here?"

Du Ru is smiling but not smiling. Do you want to guess why?

Yuan Yuan turned around and was very happy to see Du Ruhui.

It was because of Du Aweng's information that she went to Wei Aweng's place and ate delicious pastries!

They are now the best friends!

Yuan Yuan smiled and narrowed her eyes, and ran over with short legs: "Dua Weng, let's endorse it together quickly!!!"

Du Ruhui: "..."

Life is like a cycle. He wanted to let the little boy bring trouble to Wei Zheng, but after going round and round, the trouble finally came to him.

Fang Xuanling laughed happily, and Little Teacher Yuan Yuan looked over unhappily.

"Fang Aweng, Academician Yu said, you can't laugh when you endorse!!!"

She ran over holding a small pointer. Fang Xuanling struggled for a while and then hesitantly stretched out his hand.

The little pointer patted his palm.

Wang Shiguan's eyes were twitching at the side, fearing that it would be his turn to be embarrassed.

Du Ruhui laughed loudly at the door.

Zhongshu Ling is more powerful than prime minister. Fang Xuanling probably hasn't been beaten since he was three years old!

Today's story can be recorded in the family history of the Fang family.