Chapter 117 Trusting the heroine will bring disaster.
"Ahem, I remember that I have urgent matters to take care of. All this gold and silver have been donated. Well... I will not welcome the princess and the prince into the mansion." The Dali Temple Chief Justice was a little embarrassed.
Ah Bao's mouth was greasy as she ate the big chicken leg with a grunt. She didn't hear clearly what the Dali Temple Chief Justice said in her mind.
She just knew that she was eating the chicken leg, and then the Dali Temple Chief Justice didn't let them into the mansion and closed the door.
Ah Bao looked at the big chicken leg in her hand, then at the two small boxes on the side, and swallowed a mouthful of meat.
[Why does it feel like things are going so smoothly?]
[When they were in the court, Daddy asked them to donate money, and they were all reluctant as if they had been constipated for ten years. Now they are happy. [Hmm, what's going on?]
Before Abao and Di Zi'an left the Dali Temple, people came and went in waves on the wide street.
"Hey, it's Lord Zhao."
"Hey, Lord Li is here too."
"Oh, Lord Ye is here too."
Di Zi'an rubbed his eyes. What's going on with these adults?
They all brought servants with them, and they were all carrying small boxes behind them.
Several adults surrounded Di Zi'an and Abao in an instant.
Abao felt that while he was eating a chicken leg, there were suddenly more people in front of him.
[Seventh brother, 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 didn't stop.
Several adults unfolded the small boxes in front of Abao one by one.
"Little princess, this is the money I donated. Please count it. It's 30,000 taels in total." The speaker was Lord Zhao, a deputy military officer.
30,000 taels is not easy for a military officer to save.
A Bao didn't say anything.
The military officer wiped his sweat and tears.
He kept saying in his heart, little princess, little princess, you can eat chicken legs here, but don't come to my house. I can't afford it. I can't afford it.
Then several other adults gathered around.
Take the initiative to donate.
Feng Zhuo, who had not been seen for a long time, played 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."
"Master Mo, one hundred thousand taels."
"Ahem." A Bao finally finished the chicken leg and licked his lips with endless aftertaste.
He pulled the dumbfounded Di Zi'an.
[Good fellow, you made a fortune while eating a chicken leg! ]
[If you calculate it this way, it's a lot of gold and silver]
[Have these adults agreed to give Dad a surprise today? If you don't donate, don't donate. If you donate, donate everything.]
Hearing the inner voice, Di Zi'an couldn't help but lower his head silently.
He wanted to laugh.
But he was afraid of being discovered by his sister, so he didn't dare to laugh.
They were not afraid of their father, but of their little killer sister.
If she passed by any government office, she would kill you and leave no one alive.
A group of adults watched the Tenth Princess being carried away by Emperor Zi'an, and all of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, the little evil star was sent away.
Wuwuwu, how does the saying go, spend money to eliminate disasters.
Well.
This money is worth spending!
Even if they lose everything, they can't let the little princess enter the mansion.
...
"Hahahaha." The great tyrant who was sitting in Yu's study and reviewing memorials was very happy.
"Xi'er, have you figured it out? How much taels are raised this time?"
Eunuch Xi was also so happy for the first time. He bowed and replied: "This time, the donations raised by all officials totaled 508,971 taels."
A Bao's eyes were sparkling, so she was 58,710 taels.
More than 50,000 taels.
Good guy.
【Ahahahaha, I'm so rich, I made more than 50,000 vehicles in one day, I'm a nouveau riche, I'm a nouveau riche】
Emperor Zi'an: "..."
The Tyrant: "..."
"Combined with the money that the Tenth Princess and the Seventh Prince got from the Taibai Mountain bandit suppression, this year, the people of the Tiansheng Dynasty and the victims of the epidemic in Lingnan can finally have a peaceful year." The Tyrant sighed.
The epidemic in Lingnan was more serious than expected, and he wanted to go to Lingnan in person.
"Your Majesty, Lord Wen is crying and asking for an audience outside the study."
The guard came to report.
"Why is he crying?"
He can't be asking for money.
Old Wen doesn't seem like that kind of person.
"Ahem, let him in."
...
On the other side, after Abao left the Dali Temple, Emperor Hongluan went into Lord Wen's mansion one after another.
Of course, she missed the chance.
Lord Wen was not there at all.
Di Hongluan had no choice but to go to the next house.
The Dali Temple: "What? The little princess is here? She also wants to collect donations? What is her identity and status? What kind of donations can she collect?"
When the Dali Temple heard the purpose of Di Hongluan's visit, he immediately ordered his subordinates to stop Di Hongluan outside the door and not to see her.
"Go, close the door of the mansion for me, and don't let the little princess step in.
The princess came here in person on the order of the emperor, and she, a little princess, is not adding to the excitement.
Since when did the little princess start to take charge of the affairs of the court.
She is quite young, but has a lot of things to do. Let her go."
Di Hongluan was turned away and stomped her feet in anger at the gate.
It is said that every time Abao came in, they served her with delicious food and drinks.
Why did they close the door and ignore her when she came in?
This old bastard!
"System, what should we do if this mission fails? "Ever since coming to this strange world, Emperor Hongluan has never encountered a mission failure.
The few small missions she did before were all very successful.
For example, winning the favor of Prince Han's biological father, curing Princess Han's insomnia at night, etc.
Although the missions were not big, they were all successful.
When she was young, the difficulty of the missions she took was naturally low.
She passed them easily, got points, and exchanged them for many unexpected things.
"I have reminded the host before that there will be rewards for successful missions, and there will naturally be punishments for failures."
"What's the punishment?"
She had never experienced it. She
asked curiously.
"Well, this cannot be revealed in advance, for fear of scaring the host."
Emperor Hongluan: "..."
It sounded like something bad.
"The master can choose to give up the mission automatically. "
"Will there be punishment?"
"Of course, the master can experience it, I guarantee you will never forget it."
"Get lost."
Di Hongluan rolled her eyes unhappily. This little system still knew how to bargain with her.
She was a time-traveling heroine, and it was impossible for her to fail in her mission.
The rejection in front of her further stimulated Di Hongluan's ambition. She had to complete the mission today no matter what!
This was very beneficial to her subsequent growth.
Her golden finger was not only the system, but also the plot!
Di Hongluan tried hard to recall the record about the Dali Temple when she read this novel. After
thinking for a long time, it seemed that she finally thought of something.
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