Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands in front of the two of them.

His Highness the Eighth Prince glanced at the invisible team and said, "Brothers and sisters, please give me some face."

Then he pointed to the prince beside him and said, "If Bago is not so proud, there is still the prince and the emperor's brother."

"Heh." Gu Nianyu blinked, "What is face? Can it fill your stomach? Can it be used to rebuild Youyuan?"

The prince...the ninth brother's wife is really outspoken and dares to say anything.

Thinking in his mind, he didn't waste time getting the banknote. He raised his hand slightly, and the secret guard Black Stone appeared.

"Give three thousand taels to the Ninth Princess."

"Three, three thousand?" His Highness the Eighth Prince stuttered at the number, "Brother Crown Prince, no..."

"Shut up." The prince snapped.

Heishi took out the banknote and handed it over with both hands.

"The prince and royal brother are bright people."

Gu Nianyu didn't bother to wonder what riddle the prince and the eighth prince were playing, so he took the banknote from Heishi and examined it carefully.

"Brother and sister, are you worried that there is something wrong with Gu's banknote?"

"No, no." Gu Nianyu shook the banknote with an extremely serious expression.

His Highness the Eighth Prince was so anxious that he was dazzled by those few banknotes, "Brother, the Crown Prince..."

The other party's eyes were warning, and the Eighth Prince's face was revealing, but he hesitated to speak.

Gu Nianyu was sure that the bank note was genuine, and her eyes almost burst into tears from laughter.

"I have a habit of looking at banknotes. Your brother, the Crown Prince, won't mind, right?"

"I won't mind, as long as my siblings are happy."

But his deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all things, which made Gu Nianyu's movements to collect the cashier slow down by half a beat.

Sticking out his tongue, he said to himself: They are all frightened by the poverty of your Shangguan family.

Looking at the past dynasties, if you don't have money, your Shangguan family will maintain the number one spot.

To be on the safe side, she put the banknote into the space.

By the way, I also used my consciousness to tell Kong Kong that he was optimistic.

Empty... Is it worth it? Who else in the space can come in? Besides, you are three thousand taels short?

But these mental activities are only mental activities, it dare not say.

"Don't worry, Master, I'll take care of everything."

Gu Nianyu shook his head coolly, which made the young woman queuing up to get porridge a little distracted.

Some of them even had red cheeks.

Gu Nianyu smiled after seeing it and showed off to Kong Kong, "Thanks to your master, I am a girl. Otherwise, how many women would have been charmed to death?"

Kongkong... Are you sure you are obsessed with death, aren't you?

Suddenly, I felt that God was very foresight and could accurately predict who should be given a daughter's birth.

Gu Nianyu didn't wait for its response, raised her chin slightly, and moved her gaze to His Highness the Eighth Prince.

"Brother, it's yours?"

"Brother and sister, can I only give you two thousand five hundred taels?"

"No, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is a disease. Since it starts with three thousand taels, it must end with three thousand taels, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable and not think about food and drinks."

Your Highness, the Eighth Prince... still has this disease? Why don't I believe it?

"Liu Yun." Gu Nianyu shouted, and Liu Yun immediately stepped forward.

"Take the spoon and look at the pot. I will go to the palace to find my father's opinion."

Liu Yun took the spoon and said, "I obey."

Gu Nianyu made a move to leave.

The Eighth Prince stopped her with one hand and quickly took the banknote with the other, "Brothers and sisters, if you have anything to say, my father is busy, so it's better not to disturb him with some mundane things."

Gu Nianyu grabbed the banknote and checked it more seriously and carefully than before. After making sure that it was 100% OK, he waved his hand.

"The big pot of rice will not be left behind for the two royal brothers. Please go slowly without sending it away." Then he walked towards the common people with a smile. "Get in line. It will be ready soon. Don't rush."

The warm greeting and the beaming back made His Highness feel uncomfortable all over.

With a drooped face, he spread his hands and said, "Brother Crown Prince, we agreed that each of us would be given two thousand taels, why did it change to three thousand?"

"I am... happy." After saying that, he left.

His Highness the Eighth Prince froze on the spot. After a moment, he said, "Are you willing not to drag me along?"

At this moment, I feel pain in my body, my heart, liver and spleen.

Lan Cong appeared at the right time, "Master, it's time to send one stone of rice to the Jingzhao Mansion Office."

"Why do I send food to Zheng Tao? What does it matter to me if he dies of starvation?"

He lost a thousand taels for no reason, and he was still angry. When he spoke, his tone was so harsh that it could scare people to death. Fortunately, Lan Cong was used to it.

"Master, the people whose food was stolen are all there. Your Majesty orders you to compensate them according to their losses."

His Highness the Eighth Prince's facial expression became more and more ugly. Lan Cong knew that he was thinking about it and silently stepped aside.

"Today, my king should check the almanac before going out. Everything is inappropriate." He left angrily.

Lan Cong quickly caught up.

On the road, we encountered many people rushing to the soup kitchen, and the carriage was forced to slow down.

As they walked, the people talked about the theft of food:

"Who is it? All the food in so many houses disappeared overnight."

"Yes, it must be an organization with many people."

"What kind of organization would steal that little grain? I went to Jingzhao Mansion to find out, and it only cost five pecks of rice in total."

"Do you think it could be..."

His Highness the Eighth Prince opened a corner of the curtain and saw an older man approaching the others and lowering his voice, "Ghost."

His Highness the Eighth Prince was listening with great interest when Lan Cong suddenly appeared in front of him and said, "Your Highness, don't be afraid."

His Highness the Eighth Prince lowered the curtains and looked at Lan Cong, "Are you sick?"

Lan Cong...shouldn't it be you who got sick? The disease of fear of ghosts.

"Master, they..." pointed to the window, "just mentioned ghosts."

The Eighth Prince kicked Lan Cong down, "I am not deaf."

"No..." Lan Cong knelt down, "Master, weren't you originally very afraid of ghosts? Why are you suddenly not afraid anymore?"

"Is this king afraid of ghosts? My Tianchen man is absolutely afraid of ghosts?"

Lan Cong...could the master be possessed by a ghost? what to do? What should I do?

Hold on, hold on.

Take a few deep breaths, calm your anxious heart, and use your best efforts to find a solution.

"Get out." His Highness the Eighth Prince kicked him again.

Lan Cong fell directly at the door of the car this time, and he even more suspected that he was possessed by a ghost.

"Master, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely find a way..."

His Highness the Eighth Prince clenched his fists with both hands and made a squeaking sound. Lan Cong was so frightened that he ran away without even finishing his words.

"What's the matter with Lan Cong? His memory is so poor at such a young age. Is this king afraid of ghosts? It's funny."

His Highness the Eighth Prince's voice floated into Lan Cong's ears, causing Lan Cong to spin around in panic.

He thought to himself: We have to think of a way quickly.

Jingzhao Mansion Office.

His Highness the Eighth Prince sent someone to deliver a stone of rice, and Zheng Tao distributed it to the people according to the amount lost by each household.

After knowing the whole story, the people were grateful and kneeled down in the direction of the palace and shouted long live.

"Everyone, please get up quickly. I believe my emperor, we will get through this crisis safely."

Zheng Tao personally helped the older ones up and then continued, "The Ninth Princess is giving out porridge all over the streets. Everyone, hurry up and line up."

A dark shadow in the darkness captured this scene. After the people left one after another, the dark shadow also disappeared quietly.

In less than half a stick of incense, a dark shadow fell on the underground stronghold of the Holy Cult in Chao'an Lane.