Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 162: The princess is a child's life!

In just two or three days, everyone in the court and the public knew that the little princess, who just turned three years old, actually gave advice to the emperor to build a waterway and dig a canal!

This incident caused an uproar in the court and the public.

On the other hand, she was amazed at how young the little princess was, but she was so precocious.

Such an idea, uttered from the mouth of a three-year-old girl, is not an exaggeration to be called a prodigy.

Everyone inevitably thinks that when Gu Nuoer was born, auspicious signs fell from the sky.

This time, the rumor that the little princess is Furui is more confirmed.

There are also more people who want to cheat to get money.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Taoists from Baiyun Temple entered the palace, prayed for the emperor’s birthday, and visited the high-ranking empresses in various palaces to give peace charms.

The Taoists came out of the emperor's imperial study and first came to Qiao Guifei's Autumn Water Palace.

At this time, Concubine Qiao was wearing a homely blue dress, holding Gu Nuoer, teaching her to read one by one.

Gu Nuo'er studied in her mother's arms for a while, raised her head silently, and blinked her moist eyes: "Mother, what you taught me, when I was two years old, Daddy taught me."

Concubine Qiao was stunned and laughed twice: "Really?"

Why does the emperor want to be one step ahead of her in everything!

At this time, Wanyin lifted the curtain and stepped inside: "Miss, the Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple have arrived outside our hall. Would you like to come in?"

No one is going to shut out Peace.

Concubine Qiao is no exception.

She waved her sleeves lightly: "Please come in."

After a while, the bead curtain moved lightly, and a middle-aged Taoist priest entered with four Taoist boys to greet Concubine Qiao and the little princess.

Yellow symbol in the shape of a triangle.

Gu Nuo'er raised her head curiously, and did not practice her calligraphy well. Instead, she held the brush horizontally between the people, pouted and looked at Taoist priest Baiyunguan.

Concubine Qiao nodded lightly, and Wan Xuan handed over some silver bags: "Daoist, this is the good money that our mother-in-law gave you. It's incense."

The Taoist priest was unceremonious, reached out his hand to thank and took it.

His eyes lifted slightly, and swept over Gu Nuoer who was sitting there like a doll of ice and snow.

"Speak, please."

well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Concubine Qiao frowned.

Wan Yin angrily reprimanded: "What a Taoist priest, our empress treats you generously, how can you make up the princess like this!"

The Taoist hurriedly bowed and said he did not dare.

"The characteristic of a boy's life is that he is like a princess, born with a delicate and lovely appearance, not only precocious, but also different from ordinary people. Pindao is for the good of Her Royal Highness. ."

Concubine Qiao's eyes were cold, she looked at the Taoist priest for a long time, and after a while, her red lips slightly opened: "Tell me, what you said, how much does it cost."

The Taoist was startled.

I probably never thought that Concubine Qiao was so straightforward.

"No... not much, madam, this is the law money used to save the princess, not a poor man who wants to be greedy for money."