When the palace people came back to talk, they saw such a horrible scene.

Young Master Su was pulled by the hands and legs by the Princess Regent and General Qian Shuang, and his Majesty stepped on his back with one foot. He was thrown upside down to the ground, and his face was squashed.

Palace man: "..."

Slipping away.

Tangtang took her feet back and said, "Stop, if you need something, tell me."

The palace servants trembled and knelt down quickly: "In reply to your majesty, the emperor sent a congratulatory gift for your majesty's hairpin ceremony, and now it has arrived in the treasury."

"The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are conducting inspections. The Emperor's envoy said that this is the first batch. In the next two months, congratulatory gifts will be delivered every day."

Tangtang stopped beating Su Changan and her eyes lit up: "Is it true? Take me to see it quickly!"

Su Changan, who escaped from the clutches of the devil, couldn't help but sigh: "Emperor, you are my son's reborn parents!"

Tangtang had already run away for a while, but then after hearing what he said, she ran back and gave him a kick:

"This is for your father, you unfilial bitch."

Su Changan clutched his stomach, collapsed on the ground and turned off the engine completely.

There was a huge queue of carriages in front of the treasury, and the open space was almost filled. However, it was said that the furthest carriage queue was still outside the city and had not entered.

According to such a big battle, if we send it off for two consecutive months——

Ming Wuci clicked his tongue for a long time: "Did Emperor Zun move all the family here? It's also a gift for hair extensions. Why did my father invite a few friends to have a drink and then it ended?"

Qian Shuang smiled: "If you don't accept it, just complain to the regent. He loves you so much that he might give you a gift of two years."

Mingwuci rolled his eyes: "Impossible, he has no money."

The empress, who was immersed in the joy of receiving the gifts, couldn't help but sigh: "Second sister-in-law, the family tradition in the Regent's Palace is really strict."

Qian Shuang thought deeply: "Isn't it true? Last time the regent was hungry on the way back to his hometown, and his pocket was cleaner than his face. The coachman invited him to have a piece of cake."

Tangtang's eyes popped out: "The person who asked for cakes in the rain last time turned out to be the second brother, and the second sister-in-law, you are so awesome!"

Ming Wuci's face turned red: "I, my new recruit who was practicing as a front officer at the military training field in those days, forgot to leave money for him, so he, he didn't say anything..."

She spoke softer and quieter, and finally covered her face in shame.

Tangtang smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes: "Oh, it doesn't matter whether you give it to me or not. Even if you give it to the second brother, he can only buy half a piece of cake."

Mingwu Ci was so angry that he stamped his feet: "If you laugh at me now, one day Xiao Yan will belong to him..."

"how is he?"

Ming Wu Ci had just finished speaking when he was interrupted by Feng Hanchu walking down the steps.

He was carrying a big knife and had a sullen face, followed by three fathers who also had sullen faces, and their steps were so heavy.

Mingwu Ci quickly adjusted his clothes and saluted: "Father, if nothing happens, I will take my leave first."

She pulled Qian and ran away faster than a rabbit, leaving only four dads and Tangtang staring at each other.

Su Qingyun shook her fan, looked down at the convoy of gifts under the railing, and said sourly:

"Oh, daddy made a rough calculation along the way. These few rows alone are worth not only 100,000 but also 80,000. Sugar Little Guai——"

Tangtang immediately ran to him with her little skirt in hand: "Yes, yes, rich daddy."

Su Qingyun snorted: "Compared with him, I look like a beggar. If you don't wait for the man named Xiao to come again, you will recognize him as your 'rich father'?"

Tangtang: "..."

Why are you so anxious when you say something?

Bu Chen couldn't stand it anymore and slapped Su Qingyun: "Why are you so angry with your child? It's not because you are incompetent."

Su Qingyun pointed at her nose and glared at him: "I have no ability? Come on, come on, tell me, why do I have no ability?"

Xuan Mo glanced at the gift: "The emperor even wants to give a pair of floor-standing vases. Can't you afford it?"

Su Qingyun almost jumped and her fan was trembling:

"Open your eyes and see clearly. Is that an ordinary vase? It is carved from Longku Nuan Jade from the Far North Continent, also called 'Wen Xiang Jade'."

"Where is the Dragon Cave? It is Emperor Zun's private property. Do you dare to go there and rob it? I just want to ask where else besides Emperor Zun Palace there is such a thing!"

Bu Chen pointed at the boxes of gold and jade jewelry: "What about these, are they also the Emperor's private property?"

Su Qingyun fanned and gasped: "That's not true, gold and jade are all the best materials, and it's not like I don't have any."

The three dads said in unison: "So?"

Su Qingyun rolled her eyes: "So the craftsmen who make these jade jewelry are valuable."

"The Emperor's Palace has a group of craftsmen who specialize in making gold and jade. They all have ghost hands. If you look at the hairpin that is as long as the palm of your hand, there are at least ten thousand strands of gold threads on it as thin as cicada wings."

"Hundreds of gold threads are no more than the thickness of a hair. The Su family has many skilled craftsmen, but they don't even deserve to be given hand-held shoes. What can I do? Take them away?"

The more he complained, the darker Feng Hanchu's face became, and he never put down the knife in his hand: "Why, can't I afford these?"

Su Qingyun added fuel to the fire: "First, I really can't afford it, and second, I don't have to buy it."

Feng Hanchu: "..."

Bu Chen also laughed: "If you kill Xiao Yangui, you will be the new emperor. All this will be yours. Look after you, senior brother."

Feng Hanchu: "..."

Look at your grandma's legs.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. When he thought that he would be angry for another two months, the whole Emperor felt bad. He directly brought Tangtang in front of him:

"Tell me, did you say anything in private?"

Tangtang stared straight at her brother's gift with her big eyes, and replied absently: "What did you say?"

Feng Hanchu became even more angry when he saw her money-seeking expression. He held her ears and asked straight to the point:

"Is he giving a congratulatory gift or a betrothal gift?"

Tangtang quickly persuaded: "Congratulations, please don't be angry, beautiful daddy. Whichever daddy likes, Tangtang will give it to you?"

Feng Hanchu's eyes could have knives flying out of his eyes: "Dad doesn't need the food that comes from outside. Daddy doesn't care about it."

"Okay, okay, daddy doesn't care about the beauty. Tangtang quickly asked someone to put it away and determined not to let daddy see it."

"You still put it away?"

"If you don't collect it, let it hang here."

Feng Hanchu was still angry no matter what, so he returned to the Summer Palace and slapped the table: "Here comes——"

"Send me the portraits of young people of suitable age from all the states. I will choose 3,000 servants for the little pastry!"

Tangtang: "?"

Three, three thousand?

Beautiful daddy, are you confused? It’s not like you’re buying big radishes, you have to choose so many at once.

Just as she was about to go up and stop her, Bu Chen held her back: "You let your beautiful father make trouble, and he will be the one who gets angry in the end."

From that day on, the Emperor's study in the Summer Palace was so filled with portraits of young people that there was no room left to stand.
Chapter completed!