Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 976: Zhang Yushi: The emperor just loves me

The next day, a torrential rain came.

Gu Yihan was afraid that there would be a lot of water on the road, and it would be unsafe for Gu Nuoer to go to school.

So, he directly took the little guy who had not fully woken up and went to the morning in his arms.

Gu Nuoer stayed up late last night to peek at his father and mother to admire the moon.

Who would have thought that he would be dizzy and dizzy in the morning.

Wanyin was responsible for dressing her, and Wanxuan tied a round and cute little ball head for her.

Two seasonal pink hibiscus hung on her soft jet-black hair.

The little guy's already white and tender face was made even more delicate.

Gu Nuo'er unconsciously grabbed the front of her father's dragon robe with her small hands. She leaned against Gu Yihan's arms and took a nap with her eyes closed.

Gu Yihan hugged his daughter and sat on the dragon chair before waving his hands to let all the courtiers avoid the ceremony.

Ye Siming was wearing a scarlet court dress today, and the young man stood in the front of the military attache with a straight posture.

He rolled his eyes and watched Gu Nuoer yawn sleepily.

He couldn't help but smirk.

Gu Yihan looked at the Hundred Civil and Military Officials, and saw Zhang Yushi coming to court.

He was a little surprised.

"Zhang Aiqing, didn't I let you rest for half a month, why did you come to court again today?"

A few days ago, Yushi Zhang had no idea what kind of demon he was possessing, and he couldn't hold back his soul.

Right now it's all black and green, and it's even more dull and rigid.

Even when he was facing the court, he fell headfirst. If the Yong Yehou next to him moved quickly and grabbed him, he would have lost his front teeth!

At that time, Ye Siming lifted Zhang Yushi like an eagle catching a chicken.

Zhang Yushi suddenly woke up.

Gu Yihan felt that he was in poor health, so he let him rest.

But today, Zhang Yushi's face was full of spring breeze, full of energy, and the previous dejected and tired appearance was swept away.

When Zhang Yushi heard Gu Yihan take the initiative to ask him, he was greatly moved!

He bowed his hands and bowed his head deeply to Gu Yihan: "How can such a trivial person get such attention and care from the emperor, how can this minister be!"

"Previously, it was the little girl who suddenly got a strange disease, and I couldn't find a good medicine everywhere, so I was troubled by this. But with the blessing of the emperor, the little girl is now completely healed!"

Gu Yihan's forehead burst out with vague impatience.

It started again, and every time he cared a sentence, Zhang Yushi said excitedly for a long time.

The ministers seem to be used to it.

When Zhang Yushi eloquently said more than a dozen sentences to thank the emperor.

The little guy in Gu Yihan's arms stretched a long lazy waist.

She arched her little body, turned over and continued to doze.

"Shut up, if you have nothing to do, go back to the official list, I just ask casually!" Gu Yihan gritted his teeth and glared angrily, interrupting Zhang Yushi directly.

Zhang Yushi hurriedly bowed and stood back happily.

After all, looking at the court, does the emperor care about others casually?

No!

The more Zhang Yushi thought about it, the more tears filled his eyes.

He can only repay such a kind of love by going through fire and water for His Majesty and dying!

The courtiers began to report to government affairs in order.

The minister of the household department was listed, saying that the six departments needed to invest in renovating the government office, and asked the emperor for instructions.

Gu Yihan lowered his eyes and saw Gu Nuoer sleeping sweetly in his arms, but unconsciously frowned.

He raised his head and said in a cold tone, "I remember that last year, the Ministry of Household drew a lot of official silver for the same reason."

"Why, are the six government offices more ornate than our golden palace, and need to be repaired once a year?"

The Minister of Rites lowered his head shyly: "I dare not."

He returned to the official ranks and dared not speak again.