The local emperor slapped his head and suddenly realized, "I remember now. It was recorded in history books that thousands of years ago, our country seemed to be the temple of the god of heaven's judgment. I was thinking, our country is getting worse day by day, are we worshipping the wrong god?"

Where did the history book come from?

The history books had long been burned to the point where not even a slag was left.

The Prime Minister smiled secretly and said, "Your Majesty is absolutely right."

All the civil and military officials in the court knew the answer. "Yes, little princess, please show me a way forward."

"Oh, you are really smart." Abao gave the local emperor a thumbs up.

The local tyrant pretended not to know, "Did I really make the wrong offering?"

"Yes, yes."

"Change it!" the local tyrant slapped his thigh, "Change it immediately!"

The local emperor was very capable of taking action. He immediately ordered people from the Heavenly Supervisor to come and change the name on the portrait from the God of Medicine to the God of Heavenly Judgement.

The moment they changed their names, they seemed to feel that the air in the entire temple became refreshed.

The local emperor was delighted, "Announce it and tell everyone that from now on, the national god will be renamed. From now on, the national god of the local country will be the God of Heaven's Judgement, Lord Jiuli."

"Ah——" Po let out a long sigh.

The local emperor's heart skipped a beat and he pricked up his ears to listen to her thoughts.

Why is my little ancestor sighing?

[The name has been changed, but where is the sword of Jiuli?]

A-Po scratched his head in a slightly irritated manner, [thinking of a way to remind the old emperor]

The local emperor slapped his thigh again, "Little Princess, I remembered it again."

"What?"

"The Fire Nation once enshrined a black sword for the God of Judgement. The Fire Nation must have taken it by mistake, right?"

I really don't know what the people of Qintianjian of the Fire Kingdom were doing a hundred years ago. Not only did they write the wrong names on the paintings, they even took the wrong things belonging to the gods.

[Yes, yes, that is the black sword. I used to play with it before.]

Local tyrant: “…”

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty: "..."

They heard something they shouldn't have heard.

Po bared his teeth, "It's wrong, it's wrong, it's all wrong."

"Since we got it by mistake, we have to return it!" the local tyrant said with great dominance.

Seeing that Abao had finished the three steamed buns in her hand, the local tyrant quickly brought a large plate of steamed buns in front of her.

Po was delighted.

"Don't eat so hastily, little princess. There's still plenty left. But don't choke. If you get thirsty later, I still have holy water in this temple. The holy water from our country is rare in a century, and it's fragrant and sweet."

"puff--"

Abao almost vomited it out, but the small steamed bun was so delicious that he couldn't bear to spit it out.

[Oh no, oh no! If the old emperor knew that the holy water was my urine, he would faint, right? ]

Urine--

The local tyrant's legs went limp and he sat down on the ground.

"Uncle Emperor, what's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing's wrong, I just nodded and felt dizzy..."

Boom!

The local tyrant tilted his head and fainted.

[Oh, is the old emperor tired and stupid? ]

The Prime Minister held his forehead and said, "My dear, the emperor is not tired at all, he is clearly frightened."

Just now, he almost fainted from fright.

After eating and drinking his fill, Po patted his round little belly and burped.

After a discussion among the civil and military officials of the Manchu court, the prime minister sent Abao to the main hall.

When leaving the temple, the civil and military officials of the Manchu court reluctantly lit incense.

They silently glanced at the happy little girl and said, "Wuwuwu, can you put the perfume in your pocket?"

I really want to secretly listen to the little princess's thoughts.

The prime minister was a cunning man. He silently put a piece of incense into his sleeve.

"Ninth Brother, Little Fatty, I'm back!" Po rushed into the room.

Di Rongjing and Rong Yimeng had already come out to greet them.

Bai Yun is here too.

"Let's go home." Po said happily.

[Old Bai, start working] Abao gave Baiyun a wink.

Baiyun understood.

The prime minister on the side was sweating profusely. The little princess called Taoist Master Baiyun...

Baiyun drew a teleportation array.

This time, the teleportation array is larger than the last one.

Po waved his little hand, "Let's go."

Yihe Palace.

"Father, Mother, don't worry about my sister. She's so smart, she will be fine." Di Zi'an and Di Chenyu comforted her.

Concubine De paced back and forth in the courtyard anxiously, "It's been two days. Abao said he would be back in two days. Why did I let him go to Turkey at that time?"

She is really crazy to let a little girl who is not even weaned enter the Turkish royal family alone!

There was a loud explosion in the yard.

The great tyrant and Concubine De immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

Di Zi'an and Di Chenyu couldn't help but feel nervous.

"My dear! I'm back!" The voice arrives before the person arrives.

Then Abao appeared in a flash of light, and the little girl jumped into Defei's arms like a small ball.

De Fei's eyes turned red, "A Bao, my A Bao, you are finally back."

It's only been two days since I left, but I'm already filled with worry and longing.

"Liangqin, are you worried about me?" Abao pouted, "Liangqin, don't worry, Abao, I'm fine. Abao is awesome, he even brought a gift for Liangqin."

Defei checked Abao from head to toe to see if he was injured, so she had no idea what Abao was talking about the gift.

"Ahem." The tyrant reminded in a low voice.

Po, look at me, look at me.

This guy still has a father.

Why did Abao rush into her mother's arms as soon as she came back?

"Daddy." Po opened his little arms and let the big tyrant hold him.

The big tyrant smiled and asked, "Is the little girl hurt?"

"No, no." Po smiled, "Daddy got a gift too, and so did my two brothers."

Di Chenyu: "It seems that my sister has returned with a great harvest this time."

Di Chenyu didn't know that what he said about returning with a full load was really true...

"The gift is here!" Po slid down from the Tyrant's arms and stood at the entrance of the teleportation array. A sack was passed over.

Po stretched his head to look, scratched his head, and said, "It's not this bag."

Then, two sacks, three sacks...

Po took a look at them one by one and shouted at the teleportation array, "Oh, it's not these bags, keep moving."

Di Zian and others were stunned.

"Oh my God, these sacks are full of gold, silver, and jewelry..." Di Zian looked at the sacks that kept coming from the teleportation array. In the blink of an eye, there were already more than a dozen sacks.

His eyes almost popped out, "Sister, are you emptying the entire treasury of Turkey?"

Di Chenyu pursed his lips and laughed, "Not just the national treasury."

This time the little girl goes there, I'm afraid she will take over the entire country.

In a blink of an eye, the courtyard of Yihe Palace was filled with the smell of money.

"Here it is. This bag is a gift for Liangqin." Po pointed to a large sack beside him, which was full of pearl necklaces and gemstone necklaces.

De Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but her heart was as sweet as honey: "My daughter is so good."

She wears this necklace every day and never wears the same one for several years.

"This bag is for daddy, this bag is for sixth brother, this bag is for seventh brother, this bag is for Aunt Chun, and this bag is for the other brothers..." Po divided the gifts seriously.