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

After school, Jiang An came out of the school with a cloth bag on his back, and the little Jiujiu on his head and the cloth bag were jumping up and down, like a happy ball.

She waved goodbye to Huo Changming and the others. As the young master left, he did not forget to tell his sister that he would bring her some sweet pastries tomorrow!

In the sunlight, Jiang Anyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, like a greedy kitten~

"Miss, the prince is here to pick you up!"

Tuanzi looked in the direction Zhengyan said. His old father Jiang Jichen was standing in front of the carriage. Guanyan was leading two horses that had been through a long journey. Both the master and the servant were covered in messy clothes caused by the wind and snow.

Jiang An crossed his arms and folded his hands across his chest, deliberately tilting his head and pouting his lips. He was ready to get angry.

Despite this, Tuanzi still honestly rubbed her feet towards her father, and her round little face almost said, "Why don't you come over to coax An An!"

As the footsteps got closer, Tuanzi was pulled into a cold embrace, and a big, broad hand gently patted her back.

The old father expressed his apology to his daughter in a low voice, "Ah An is angry?"

"There was a small-scale riot among the refugees in the county government office. I had to go check it out, so I missed sending An to school..."

He hung Tuanzi's cloth bag on his hand and promised solemnly, "I promise that I will send An to school tomorrow!"

Jiang An's warm little hand touched her father's chin, which was as cold as ice. There was some new stubble on it, which was a little prickly.

She silently retracted her hands, and clung to her father. She raised her head and looked at him with curved eyes, "An An is not angry."

She whispered, "You lied to me~"

Jiang Jichen chuckled and wanted to pinch his daughter's face, but was afraid his hands were too cold, "Little brat!"

hehehe~

Tuanzi smiled with a smug look on his face, twisting his little butt and swaying his two feet.

"What about the riot?"

Jiang An's eyebrows drooped, and she stretched out her fingers to count when she would have time to visit those wastelands.

There is no way, An An is too busy~

"If they had something to do and money to earn, they wouldn't have the energy to riot!"

Jiang Jichen brought Tuanzi onto the carriage, his eyebrows raised in surprise. Although it was just a child's words, it made some sense.

"An is so smart, worthy of being my daughter!"

Tuanzi hugged her poked head and went to see her father secretly.

I don't know whether he was praising An An or himself...

Jiang Jichen gave Tuanzi a thick book of memorials. There were many memorials like this in the carriage, all of which he and Guan Yan brought back today.

Jiang An's eyes were confused. When she opened the letter with her fat hands, the long list fell onto the carpet of the carriage with her movements.

Her mouth was half open in surprise, and she stretched her arms as hard as she could.

The memorial began by saying that these were refugees roaming around a county government office under the jurisdiction of Chongzhou Prefecture.

Jiang An looked at the list, and Jiang Jichen told her about today's riot.

Although his daughter is only four years old, she is very smart. He hopes that she can live a happy and carefree life without being bound by anyone or rules. To do this, she must have the courage to cut off troubles.

Therefore, getting in touch with some things early on and under his protection can be considered a kind of experience.

"Today's riots were mainly caused by a conflict between refugees and a local wealthy family. The cause was that the wealthy family mixed dirt and stones into the porridge and bread they donated,"

"The refugees were angry and besieged the porridge shop of a wealthy family. When the government came to stop them, they did not ask the reason, but whipped the leading refugee, which triggered the riot."

"Ah An, who do you think is right? Who is wrong?"

Jiang Jichen only narrated the incident, but concealed the bloodshed beneath the rationality. The refugees responded to the call and rushed into the county government office and the homes of wealthy families. Some of them even hurt innocent people...

Jiang An listened to her father's words, tapped her head with her little hands, and got out of the dazzling list of refugees.

The round eyes are very smart, and the thin eyebrows are knotted. It seems that he has encountered a problem that the four-year-old can't solve.

"It's the Emperor's fault!"

Jiang An blurted out,

Jiang Jichen's expression was blank for a moment, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger, and even his voice was tinged with obvious joy.

"How can it be the emperor's fault? Shouldn't it be the wealthy families, the county government, or the refugees?"

Jiang An stared with wide eyes, holding up her fat paws and counting them to her father, "Look, Nanshang belongs to the emperor, and the people also belong to the emperor."

Tuanzi was furious. "In his territory, the people who used to have homes have lost their homes and become refugees. It's all because the emperor didn't take good care of his family!"

The more he talked, the angrier he got. Tuanzi tried to roll up his sleeves and said, "Besides, we've become refugees, and he doesn't care!"

The grain for the prefectures and counties did not appear out of thin air; it was all taxes paid by the local people. It was unreasonable for the emperor to ignore the problem and let the other prefecture pay for it out of its own pocket.

Jiang An made a digging motion with his two fat paws. "This is just digging a hole and filling it up. In the end, there will still be a hole on the emperor's territory. It's nothing!"

Jiang Jichen opened his mouth as if to say something, but was interrupted by a slap from Tuanzi. He continued to speak.

"There are many wealthy families who have built porridge shops. They are all supervised by county officials. So, why didn't the county magistrate check whether there were stones in the porridge?"

This time it was a stone, what if it was poison next time?

See, let’s go back to the emperor. Why did he hire such an idle, blind and brainless county magistrate with his monthly salary?

At this moment, An An Tuanzi's brain was working at high speed and he was very clear!

Commonly known as, the top.

The old father brought his daughter a cup of warm soup, and comforted Tuanzi helplessly and humorously, "Yes, it's all his fault!"

"Okay, don't be angry..."

If you don't appease it, this little ball looks like he's going to bite someone...

"Tomorrow, tomorrow the king will ask the Master for leave on behalf of An."

"Let's go and see the wasteland. The emperor doesn't care, so we do. Don't be angry anymore~"

Guan Yan, who had listened to the entire thing from the small window outside the carriage, let out a long sigh and closed his eyes to calm himself down.

My dear ancestors, this carriage is not soundproof!

Right in the busy street, discussing the emperor, if it were someone else, all nine clans would be reunited!

Tuanzi took a sip of the warm soup and smacked his lips, "Not tomorrow~"

"Tomorrow, the teacher said he would take us to the county government office to provide porridge to the refugees!"

Jiang An held the cup with his two fat paws, his round eyes sparkling, "An An has never been to the county government office!"

Jiang Jichen pinched the little chick on her head and said in a gentle voice, "Then go ahead. I will send my personal soldiers to protect the safety of An and other students in the academy."

Tuanzi smiled, showing his pointed little canine teeth, "Thank you, Dad~"