"Ahem, I just remembered that I have urgent matters to deal with. All this gold and silver have been donated. Um... I will not welcome the princess and the prince into the palace." The Dali Temple Minister seemed a little embarrassed.

Ah Bao's mouth was greasy as he ate the chicken leg with grunts. He couldn't hear clearly what he said to the Dali Temple Minister in his mind.

She just knew it, she was eating a chicken leg, and then the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple did not let them into the mansion and closed the door.

Abao looked at the big chicken drumstick in his hand, then looked at the two small boxes beside him, and swallowed a mouthful of meat.

[Why do I feel like this is going so smoothly?]

[During the court session, Dad asked them to donate money, but they were all reluctant, as if they had been constipated for ten years. Now they are happy to do so. Hmm, what's going on?]

Before Abao and Di Zi'an left the Dali Temple's residence, waves of people came and went on the wide streets.

"Hey, it's Master Zhao."

"Hey, Master Li is here too."

"Hey, Master Ye is here too."

Di Zian rubbed his eyes and wondered what was wrong with these adults.

They all brought servants with them, and were carrying small boxes behind them.

Several adults immediately surrounded Di Zian and A Bao.

While Abao was eating a chicken drumstick, he suddenly saw more people around him.

[Seventh Brother, why are they all so free today? Aren’t they all sick?]

[Uh...what's in those boxes?]

Abao's eyes rolled around and his mouth never stopped talking.

Several adults unfolded the small boxes one by one in front of Po.

"Little princess, this is the silver I donated. Please count it. It's a total of 30,000 taels." The speaker was Lord Zhao, a deputy censor.

For a censor, 30,000 taels is, well... not easy to save.

Abao didn't say anything.

The censor wiped his sweat and tears.

I kept thinking to myself, little princess, little princess, please just eat the chicken legs here, but don't ever come to my house. I can't afford to entertain you, I simply can't afford it.

Soon several other adults gathered around.

Make a proactive donation.

Feng Zhuo, who had not been seen for a long time, took on the role of accountant and began to record in a small notebook.

"Master Zhao, thirty thousand taels."

"Master Li, fifty thousand taels."

"Master Ye, eighty thousand taels."

"Lord Mo, one hundred thousand taels."

"Ahem." Abao finally finished eating the chicken leg and licked his lips with an aftertaste.

He pulled the stunned Di Zian.

【Good guy, you got rich just by eating a chicken drumstick! 】

[If you count like this, it’s a lot of gold and silver]

[Have the adults agreed to give Dad a surprise today? If they don’t donate, then donate. If they donate, then donate everything.]

After hearing what was going on in his heart, Di Zian couldn't help but lower his head silently.

I want to laugh.

But I was afraid of being discovered by my sister, so I didn't dare to laugh.

They are not afraid of the father at all, they are obviously afraid of their sister, the little killer.

If she passes by any government office, she will kill them all without leaving a single trace.

A group of adults breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Tenth Princess being carried away by Emperor Zi'an.

Finally, the little evil star was sent away.

Wuwuwu, there is a saying, spend money to eliminate disasters.

Um.

It was money well spent!

Even if they were to lose all their wealth, they could not let the little princess enter the palace.

…

"Hahahaha." The tyrant, who was sitting in the imperial study and reviewing memorials, was extremely happy.

"Xi'er, have you figured out how much money we have to donate this time?"

Eunuch Xi was also so happy for the first time. He bowed and replied, "This time, the officials raised a total of 589,710 taels of silver."

A Bao's eyes sparkled, so her money was fifty-eight thousand seventy-one taels.

More than fifty thousand taels.

Good guy.

[Ahahahaha, I'm so rich, I made over 50,000 in one day, I'm the nouveau riche, I'm the nouveau riche]

Emperor Zian: “…”

Tyrant: “…”

"Combined with the silver that the Tenth Princess and the Seventh Prince obtained from the bandit suppression in Taibai Mountain, this year, the people of the Tiansheng Dynasty and the victims of the epidemic in Lingnan can finally have a peaceful year." The great tyrant sighed.

The epidemic in Lingnan is more serious than imagined, and he intends to go to Lingnan in person.

"Your Majesty, Master Wen is crying and asking for an audience outside the Imperial Study."

The guard reported.

"Why is he crying?"

You can't be here to ask for money.

Lao Wen doesn't seem like that kind of person.

"Ahem, let him in."

…

On the other side, after Abao left the Dali Temple's residence, Di Hongluan went into Lord Wen's residence.

Of course, she missed.

Lord Wen is not here at all.

The Emperor Red Luan had no choice but to move on to the next one.

Dali Temple: "What? The little princess is here? She is also collecting donations? What is her identity and status? What kind of donations is she collecting?"

When the Dali Temple Minister heard the purpose of Di Hongluan's visit, he immediately ordered his subordinates to stop Di Hongluan outside the door and refused to meet him.

"Go, close the door tightly for me, and don't let the little princess take a step inside.

The princess came here in person on the order of His Majesty. Why is a little princess like her joining in the fun?

Since when did the little princess start to take charge of court affairs?

She is quite young and has a lot of things to do. Let her go."

Di Hongluan was turned away and stomped his feet in anger at the gate of the mansion.

I heard that every time Abao came in, they served him delicious food and drinks.

Why did they close the door and ignore her when she went in?

This old bastard!

"System, what should we do if this mission fails?" Di Hongluan has never encountered a mission failure since coming to this strange world.

The few small tasks I have done before have all been very successful.

For example, winning the favor of Prince Han's biological father and curing Princess Han's insomnia at night.

Although the mission was small, it was successful.

When I was young, the tasks I took on were naturally less difficult.

I passed the test very easily, got the points, and redeemed them for many unexpected things.

"I have reminded the host before that there will be rewards for successful missions and punishments for failures."

"What is the punishment?"

She has never experienced it.

Just curious.

"Well, I can't reveal this in advance, for fear of scaring the host."

Emperor Red Luan: “…”

It's not a good thing to hear.

"The master can choose to abandon the mission automatically."

"Will there be punishment?"

"Of course, you can experience it. I promise you will never forget it."

"Get lost."

Di Hongluan rolled her eyes in annoyance. This little system even knew how to bargain with her.

She is a time-travelling heroine, so mission failure is something that will never happen to her.

The rejection in front of her further stimulated Di Hongluan's ambition. She had to complete the task today no matter what!

This will be very beneficial to her subsequent growth.

Her golden finger is not only about the system, but also about the plot!

Di Hongluan tried hard to recall the record about the Dali Temple Chief Justice when he read this novel.

After thinking for a long time, I finally figured out something.