Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Jiang Jichen held his daughter in one hand, and Hu Yan followed behind him as they walked towards the gate of the palace.

Jiang An hugged her father's neck, her two short legs dangling in the air. She looked at the figure standing in front of the mansion gate, stretched out her fat claws and waved them.

"It's Lieutenant General Meng~"

Tuanzi's voice is childish, with the naivety that only a baby can have.

Meng Bu Ren, who had changed into a casual outfit, held his sword and clasped his fists in salute, "This humble general greets the commander, young lady!"

He took out the still hot sugar-roasted chestnuts from his arms and offered them to her with both hands, "I saw that these chestnuts smelled very good right out of the pan, so I bought some for you to try."

Tuanzi twitched her delicate little nose, the aroma of chestnuts surrounded her nose, and she said sweetly, "Thank you, Lieutenant General Meng!"

Then he looked at his father with his big round eyes.

When her father asked her to answer the phone, she did. She is so well-behaved!

The old father was stared at by his daughter, so he had no choice but to accept the offer. He personally took the sugar-roasted chestnuts and handed them to Tuanzi.

"You are thoughtful..."

The coach's light words were a special way for this cold-faced prince to thank his daughter.

Before Meng Bu Ren could withdraw his hand, a plump, white and tender paw stuffed a chestnut into his palm. The warmth of the chestnut burned his palm.

He clenched his fist and held the chestnut in his palm, his eyes following the renewed heat of the sun, "Thank you, Miss."

Tuanzi smiled, holding a chestnut in his mouth, looking silly and stupid.

Hu Yan tightened his cloak, stared at Jiang An with fox eyes, and teased her: "Don't I have any chestnuts to eat?"

Jiang An quickly stuffed one into his mouth as well, patted his chest with his little hands, and said very immodestly: "An An is so fair!"

There was a burst of laughter outside the palace gate.

Jiang Jichen weighed the dumpling in his arms and said in a light voice, "Let's all get in the car. Don't miss the important matter."

Although he appears selfless on the surface, he is secretly thinking in his heart, why do they all come to care about his own daughter? Don’t they have any?

There were three carriages in total. The first one was Jiang Jichen's second carriage. Meng Buren and Hu Yan sat in the middle. The last carriage was empty.

In the carriage, Tuanzi, holding the sugar-roasted chestnuts, turned her head and asked her father curiously, "Dad, where are we going?"

"Go and discuss a business deal with the governor."

Jiang An:?!

She blinked her innocent eyes, moved her little bottom closer to her father, looked curious, and deliberately lowered her voice to ask,

"What kind of business are you talking about? How can An An know?"

Jiang Jichen turned his head, smiling, and poked a finger at Tuanzi's little head, pretending to be suspenseful.

"This is a business that involves human lives, An can't know about it!"

There was a big question mark on Tuanzi's head. She didn't get annoyed when her father poked her. She just turned her head around frantically.

A business involving human lives?

Could it be...!

Jiang An excitedly slapped her father on the thigh. In the latter's shocked and confused eyes, Tuanziyi's face was excited and excited.

Is her father going to rebel?

This time, are you going to the governor to discuss rebellion?

Ke Su, shouldn't we seek military generals for rebellion? The governor has no soldiers under his command, only lazy yamen runners...

Those yamen runners,

Jiang An waved her chubby little fists, she could beat a group of people alone!

Feeling that she had realized something very important, Jiang An smiled in a rather obscene way, completely forgetting that she was currently riding in a carriage with her father to look for the governor.

So, what is the big deal that she can't know...

Jiang An: A mediocre useless girl who was deceived by her father~

The carriage stopped. The servant of the governor's mansion saw that it was the carriage of the Zhenguo Palace. He was so frightened that he dropped the broom in his hand and hurriedly ran into the palace. On the way, he tripped over his left foot and fell, and ran inside using both hands and feet.

Guan Yan, who was about to approach and talk to him, stopped on the steps, still moving forward. Looking at the servant's back as he walked away, he suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

Is he some kind of scourge?

When Guan Yan returned to the carriage, Jiang Jichen had already gotten off.

"My Lord, this...he ran away..."

"It doesn't matter,"

After that, the prince, holding the dumpling, stood in front of the palace gate and waited.

Hu Yan, who got off the carriage later, stood still and looked at the prince's cold face.

Fortunately, the prince never had any expression, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or not...

But Jiang An, the little cricket pupa in his arms, looked a little unfaithful.

When Tuanzi saw the huge plaque on the door of the Governor's Mansion, she remembered that her father was teasing her when he said that in the carriage.

She stared with round eyes, put her fat paw on her father's chin, puffed up her face and said angrily, "Dad is so bad, he even lied to a kid as old as me!"

The coldness in the prince's eyes faded, and he let his daughter's bare fat claws scratch his chin, "I didn't lie to the little girl,"

He gestured to Jiang An to look at the tightly wrapped wooden boxes that the guards were carrying out from the last carriage, his tone relaxed yet serious.

"It's a matter of life and death!"

Hu Yan also looked over. The two wooden boxes seemed very heavy. It was difficult for two or three guards to lift one, and they were very careful. They seemed to be fragile.

The guards carried the wooden box, and before it even touched the ground, some soil still fell onto the stone road. The color of the soil was particularly obvious on the white stone slabs.

He turned to look at Meng Buren again, with a look of understanding in his eyes.

He lowered his voice and said to Admiral Meng beside him: "No wonder the commander brought a taciturn person like you to the governor's mansion..."

Meng Bunen glanced at the fox with his lowered eyes, then turned away silently without looking at him.

He thought he couldn't beat Hu Yan, so the best way was to turn a blind eye~

"I didn't know that the prince was visiting my humble home..."

The governor came hurriedly, his outer robe not quite straight.

Jiang Jichen held his hand as he saluted, "I am here to discuss something with the governor..."

So stop doing these fake things...

The governor, who had successfully understood the second half of the prince's unsaid words, quickly moved aside and said, "Tea is ready in the front hall, please come in, prince!"

After Jiang Jichen stepped into the mansion first, the governor looked at Hu Yan and Meng Buren.

"Military Advisor Hu, long time no see... Who is this..."

Hu Yan agreed with a smile, "The governor doesn't need to worry about him, we will just go into the palace."

"Oh... OK then, please, General Hu!"

How could Wen Shoushi, the governor who had been up and down in the officialdom for many years, not understand?

Although Hu Junshi said he didn't need to pay attention to this person, he walked side by side with him and behaved in a familiar manner.

Don't care, but you can also divide it into two categories: really don't care, or don't need to reveal your identity...

lobby,

The guards carried two large boxes in, but did not remove the thick black cloth covering them.

Lord Wen naturally did not dare to sit in the main seat with Jiang Jichen. He waved his hand to dismiss the housekeepers and servants in the hall.

Seeing that everyone had left, Jiang Jichen turned his head to look at the inkstone.

Guan Yan: "Open it."

"Yes!"

The guards with long swords carefully lifted the black cloth.

As the box revealed its true appearance, Lord Wen, who was so nervous that he held his breath, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not gold or silver treasures.

He is old and doesn't want to be a founding minister!

so far so good,

Just wheat seedlings...

Wait a minute…

Master Wen stood up suddenly, his beard trembling with shock.

It's wheat seedlings!