Chapter 409 I want to grow
up for my father Han Yu was greatly impressed when he heard this.
She is indeed his beloved daughter!
She is as smart as he is.
Han Yu simply dared not think that when Xiao Yi ascended the throne and Rouran became the empress, the world would be a piece of cake for his Han family.
Han Jian was like a lackey, so he changed into his official robe and went to the palace, suggesting that the imperial seal be issued after the envoys arrived.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yihan had almost no hesitation.
"Well, I understand." He agreed very straightforwardly.
Han Jian left happily.
But after returning home, he felt something was wrong...
...
It was better not to rush to issue the imperial seal, so that Mu Yihan could spend more time on government affairs.
In the past few days, he has received more and more military intelligence and urgent reports in the former court.
A few days ago, there was an avalanche in the west, and money and food were urgently needed for disaster relief.
Since last month, military pay and food in many places have been unable to be issued one after another.
"Ali, go to the Ministry of Revenue to ask how much the treasury can still take out."
"My lord, what we can get now... is only enough for disaster relief, and military pay and food can't be taken care of." Ali's throat was tight.
In the Qinzheng Hall, the air was silent.
When Mu Yihan raised his eyes again, there was a knot between his brows.
"Then send it to the west first, the lives of the disaster victims are more important."
Although Nanji is a big country, outsiders don't know that the treasury has been empty for a long time.
Over the past years, the Murong royal family has spent all their accumulated wealth on construction.
After Mu Yihan came to power, he used the Mu family's property to supplement the country and the people, but it still ran out.
"Sir."
"If this continues, I'm afraid we can only impose heavy taxes." Ali had difficulty speaking.
Mu Yihan raised his big hand.
His eyes were deep and bottomless.
"No, the people have suffered enough. Let me think about the military pay."
Xiao Nuobao saw that his father was always not in Longxuan Palace and missed him. When he jumped to the Qinzheng Hall, he happened to hear this conversation.
The evening clouds were very red, and they were reflected on Mu Yihan's face, making him look even more worried.
Xiao Nuobao was holding a can of goat milk tea, and he was halfway through drinking it when he suddenly froze in place.
No wonder, in recent days, when Daddy looked down at the memorials, his eyebrows were always twisted into knots.
It turned out that the Nanji Kingdom could not survive.
If no solution is found, I am afraid that in the long run, Daddy will have to bear
the blame. Xiao Nuobao remembered that Sima Ming Xianjun once said that if Daddy did not change his fate, he would eventually be beheaded in the market.
She originally thought it was strange that Daddy was so powerful, why could anyone hurt him like this.
Now it seems that Nanji has serious accumulated problems, and once the people are affected, it will sooner or later lead to public anger.
And Daddy must have been framed and happened to become the scapegoat and was attacked by the crowd.
Xiao Nuobao was a little distressed, and her chubby little face drooped.
She finally understood how difficult it was for Daddy to hold this power.
In the evening, Jiang Fengnian drove a carriage to pick up his sister back home.
It happened that Mu Yihan was too busy recently, and fearing that he would neglect her, he asked the little girl to return to the princess's mansion and stay with the Jiang family for a few more days.
After dinner, Xiao Nuobao walked in the yard to digest her food, and suddenly clenched her fists.
She is already three years old, not a two-and-a-half-year-old child! She
must learn to grow up and share her father's worries.
From now on, she can no longer be like before, only greedy for food and play.
She must learn to be sensible, learn to help her father win the hearts of the people, and use these chubby little hands to help her father make more money!
So the next day after returning home, Xiao Nuobao opened her eyes again and asked to study for the first time.
She wanted to learn to read with her fourth brother and learn the "Iron Palm Kung Fu" from Nanny Zheng.
Besides, her offerings should be sorted out and put to good use.
Little Nuobao became serious, no longer lazy or chewing her toes.
As soon as the sun rose, she said goodbye to her bed and went into the study room, where she sat down and wrote calligraphy.
Sometimes she would sit for a whole morning until her little bottom was sore, but she would just get up and twist around, and then continue to chew her textbook.
Although little Fatty is still young, she can't hold the pen steadily, and her handwriting looks like chicken claws.
But she is really precocious, and if she really studies hard, she can remember everything quickly, and sometimes even Fengjing is surprised.
When the sun is at its brightest in the afternoon, Little Nuobao will follow Aunt Zheng to practice two sets of Ba Duan Jin, and then practice the small palm skills, and she will keep muttering to herself.
The shock had passed, and the early spring afternoon was neither arrogant nor impatient, and was the most pleasant.
Chun Ge'er and Dong Ge'er were carried out and placed on a large recliner, basking in the sun together.
The two babies, one white and the other black, were like a pair of black and white devils, inheriting their aunt's foot-biting skills and biting each other's heads.
Feng and Li Qiqiao sat in the corridor, doing needlework in their hands and looking at the little Nuobao from time to time. Both of them were surprised.
"This child, how could he suddenly change his temper? I wonder if he experienced something in the palace." Feng was happy, but couldn't help but worry.
Li Qiqiao's hands shuttled between needles and threads, as graceful as a butterfly flying through flowers.
"Mother, it's good that my sister-in-law is eager to learn. Maybe she wants to make more progress because she wants to be a goddess."
After being comforted like this, Feng was relieved.
Just at this moment, Mrs. Xiao sent someone to deliver the nine-hole abalone transported from Bohai City by express horse.
Feng put down her work, returned a thank-you gift, and prepared to make a Buddha jump over the wall in the evening to supplement the little baby.
At this time, Sun Chunxue secretly approached, wanting to follow her brother and sister-in-law to embroider and learn to move more beautifully.
But people are divided into beautiful and ugly.
There are also differences in coarseness and fineness.
How could she imitate the fairy-like embroidery? Sun Chunxue's wrist was about to cramp, and she didn't understand the movements.
Finally, she was too anxious and the needle slipped out of her hand, and it fell on Dong Ge'er's butt!
"Wow!"
Little Dong Ge'er screamed and cried bitterly.
Before Fengnian came to scold her, Sun Chunxue covered her face and hurried back to the house.
...
In the afternoon, outside the Qinzheng Palace.
Ali was in a hurry and was about to go to the toilet.
But just as he was about to squat, he noticed a crackling sound above his head.
"This..."
Ali's face was stiff, and he raised his head slowly.
He thought that there was someone with a voyeurism fetish in the huge palace, and he was ready to lose his innocence!
But when he angrily left the toilet, he found that hundreds of stones of grain had appeared from behind the room.
"Master, Master, the grain has been found!"
Ali yelled, not even bothering to pull up his pants, and ran to the Qinzheng Palace like a madman.
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