In addition to the things prepared for Fang Ruotang, there were also gifts for the Shu family and the Prime Minister's residence.
The next day was the grand court assembly. On the way to court, Fang Ruotang yawned and glanced at her grandfather, who was deliberately sighing.
“Grandfather, your jealousy is so obvious.”
Prime Minister Fang touched his face. Was it really that obvious?
With his old arms and legs, he walked all the way to the main hall, while his young granddaughter boarded a palanquin at the palace gate, and he had to serve her like an eunuch.
"It's obvious."
Fang Ruotang turned over, covered her mouth, and pretended not to see.
Prime Minister Fang is in good health!
Upon arriving at the main hall, Fang Ruotang once again sat on the imperial advisor's exclusive throne.
I'm a little sleepy, let me watch a funny video.
Okay!
The courtiers in the main hall heard Xiao Jingzi's fawning voice, and to be honest, they were still a little unaccustomed to it, as it shattered their illusions about immortals.
Then the Emperor arrived, and the ministers immediately joined in the court affairs. Only Fang Ruotang was sneaking around, sometimes pursing her lips and laughing, sometimes pinching her hands and laughing, making all sorts of little gestures.
Prime Minister Fang stood below, multitasking.
Watching his granddaughter smile from time to time, he couldn't help but think to himself, "Even though you're the number one person in Dayong, you should at least tone it down a bit."
Consider what we, the beasts of burden, think. This makes us look like real beasts of burden!
This is why the ministers present were able to restrain themselves from looking at Fang Ruotang because of the many political affairs on the day. However, when the young master of the Yongyi Marquis's mansion stepped forward to present his report, Fang Ruotang exclaimed "Eh!" and looked at the young man standing in the middle with her eyes.
Did he send me a lot of things?
Yes! They're hauling it away cart after cart, their eagerness almost rivaling that of the Crown Prince and his entourage.
Does he like me too?
This was the only reason that Fang Ruotang could think of.
The young master of the Marquis of Yongyi's mansion froze, instantly feeling scrutinizing gazes from all directions. In particular, the six people handpicked by the Grand Preceptor were all in the court, each one looking at him with eyes that seemed to want to tear him apart.
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