Chapter 42: Rotten Panic, Don't Give Too Much Spicy~Too Much, They Don't Work Hard to Be Spicy~

"Oh~"

The tyrant's father spoiled her so much, Yan Yiyi felt that she had to listen to the tyrant's father.

So she was so obediently carried back to Changchun Palace by Yan Zheng.

The gorilla was led by Liu Qianqian and went down to 'bathe'.

Changchun Palace.

Yan Zheng did not return to the palace for two days.

The folds are piling up.

Yan An carefully reminded a certain emperor who coaxed his daughter to come and never knew that he was tired.

Seeing his daughter lying on the ground playing with a few gold bracelets he had rewarded, the little chubby paw held a few big gold bracelets that he couldn't hold and stuffed them into his arms, as if he was afraid that others would rob her.

Yan Zheng touched his daughter's head with a loving and doting face: "I am a little money fan at a young age. If Yiyi really likes these gold, silver and jewelry, I will give you the key to the treasury, okay? All the treasures in the treasury are all mine! ”

"Good!!"

Yan Yiyi's excited eyes lit up, the key to the treasury.

Beiyan! Beiyan, one of the four great powers! The treasures of the treasury can be piled up, if all of them.... Ay?

No, with a roll of her eyes, she saw Mama Zhang next to her, Yan Yiyi quickly shook her head.

Mama Zhang is her mother's henchman who lacks heart, followed Liu Qianqian into the palace together, and is even more loyal to Liu Qianqian, if Liu Qianqian knows that the key to the treasury is in her, it is estimated that it will be more convenient and unscrupulous to give her brother money.

Thinking about this, Yan Yiyi could only open her mouth very painfully and reasonably, for the sake of the great tyrant: "Rotten panic~ Yiyi doesn't want the key to the treasury~ That's rotten panic~ Yiyi is still young~ Rotten panic is Huang Sang~ Kuo Yi will distribute those treasures in the treasury to those in need~ Yiyi can...."You can wait until you grow up and then woo...

Yan An listened to Yile on the side: "I didn't expect that the little princess knew how to think about others at such a young age." ”

"Don't look at whose daughter it is!"

Yan Zheng has always ignored the life and death of others, but it would be different if it came from the mouth of his precious daughter.

I clearly remember that several ministers recently submitted an excerpt, saying that the people of the capital have accounted for 30% of the family's decay, and they can't afford to eat, so they can only beg along the streets, and their talents are useless.

"Then listen to Yiyi's words, take some silver from the treasury, approve the excerpts of those ministers, and help those beggars in the capital."

"Yes! Emperor! ”

Yan Yiyi: "...."No, she just said it casually.

knows very well that she, the father of the great tyrant, is very generous.

Yan Yiyi felt a twitch in pain, stepped forward and grabbed Yan Zheng's sleeve, shaking and shaking there.

"Rotten panic~ Don't give too much, give too much material, they won't work hard to be spicy~"

Yan Zheng pinched her little nose dotingly: "Okay, listen to my Yiyi, I will give as much as I want!" ”

Since the little princess can speak, every word she says is useful.

Yan An also learned to be smart this time, "Your Majesty, the recitals in the imperial study are piled up in seven or eight stacks." After saying this, he hurriedly winked at Yan Yiyi, who was lying on the ground playing.

The little princess is so smart, I believe she will understand what he means.

Sure enough, when Yan Zheng was about to get angry, Yan Yiyi blinked her simple and harmless, big eyes like crystal grapes, and pulled Yan Zheng's sleeve again: "Rotten panic~ You go get busy~ Wo wants Mama Zhang to play with the nest~"

This girl of his own, he can't wait to stick to her all day long and play with her.

Just looking at her round little body and white and tender little face, Yan Zheng's mood was good all day.