What is even more incomprehensible to everyone is that the Dongling Royal Guards were originally here to maintain order. However, after seeing the little girl carrying the treasure, they actually helped together, as if those things did not belong to Wanchundang, but to Wanchundang. It belongs to the little girl.
The imperial guards were dispatched, but even the masters from all walks of life did not dare to act rashly.
After the baby was moved, the manager of Wanchuntang was also beaten to death, and the entire Wanchuntang was destroyed.
"Master Ci'en, please help!"
"Yes, Master Ci'en, although we don't eat much, we still think about this every now and then, what should we do?"
A group of men came forward and surrounded Ci En. Their expressions were extremely anxious. They did not care about their face at this time and told everything about themselves.
"I'm telling you, I think about that every time I finish eating!"
"No, it's very fierce every time. This reminds me of that year..."
Just as Jun Qingcang turned around to pick up the little girl and walk away, he saw Jing Ce running away very quickly holding the little girl with eyes shining brightly.
Baby Ling Yue curled her lips, she heard the dirty story very well, what happened to these two boys, one big and one small?
"Father!" Since there was no one around, baby Ling Yue's face fell, and she immediately looked at her father seriously, wanting to chat with him: "Donngling, earthquake!"
"Earthquake?" Jun Qingcang frowned, he didn't quite understand.
"The earth dragon is shaking the sky!" Jing Ce translated at the side.
"Yueer, are you saying that Dongling is about to be overturned? However, all previous emperors have never experienced such a thing. Is this year special?" Jun Qingcang clasped his hands behind his back and raised his eyes to look into the distance.
"Yes, the most special one!" Baby Ling Yue nodded seriously, took the small ceramic milk bottle, and began to drink water. Her milk bottle was always carried by little brother Jing Ce, and there were The sweetest honey, so delicious.
"The earth dragon is shaking the sky, and the entire Dongling will cease to exist!" Jun Qingcang sighed and said: "This Dongling has been excavating various mountains and mining ores everywhere for hundreds of years. Since the empress ascended the throne to this day, We were able to repair it a little bit, but the mountains are mostly hollow, and if there is bad weather, it can easily turn upside down!"
[Well, my father can do it. He is not as superstitious as other emperors. This Dongling Tomb will not be recorded in the future history and will no longer exist. Therefore, there will definitely be an earthquake in the near future. Subsidence! 】
When Baby Ling Yue thought of this, she thought of Xuance who had escaped.
"Xuance's atlas shows the sunken country, the golden city, and perhaps Dongling. The same is true. A hundred years later, when wind and sand fill the sky, Dongling will become a treasure trove." Jun Qingcang sighed. After taking a breath, he squatted down, looked at his daughter, and said, "Yue'er, do you have any idea? Of course, we can find a way to save this Dongling together without hurting yourself."
"Baby, think about it!" Baby Ling Yue nodded.
Ci En finally came out, holding a stack of silver notes and a large bag of gold, silver, jewelry and jade in his hands.
"Wow, yes, baby!" Baby Ling Yue looked at the thing in Ci En's hand and smiled so hard that her little white teeth couldn't see. She stretched out her little hand.
"Wait a minute, my teacher will share it with you."
After Ci En finished speaking, he sat on the stone bench next to him and started to allocate one piece to you, one piece to me, one piece to you, and one piece to me.
There were people all around watching Ci En sell medicine and collect money.
Therefore, I didn't think there was any problem with him holding so many banknotes and treasures.
However, this split of the stolen goods is a bit... strange.
"Seventy-three points, yes!" Baby Ling Yue spread her little fleshy hands and said.
[Elixirs are all for babies, so the cost is quite high! 】
"But, you are working for your master from the beginning to the end. No matter what, you get fifty-fifty!" Ci En continued to count the silver notes and distribute the gold and jewelry.
"June 4th!" Baby Ling Yue thought for a while, then bared her teeth and said, "Good luck!"
The little girl blinked her big eyes. Although she knew that she was a relatively mature baby, Ci En's heart was also cute.
"Okay, deal!"
So, Ci En put the last two banknotes directly into Xiao Yue'er's hands without dividing them.
The people watching not far away laughed and shook their heads.
Regardless, the folk customs in Dongling are open, and it seems that the people's horizons are much wider. They only watched the distribution of bank notes between Ci'en and Ling Yue's baby, and then turned around to chat in front of the ruins of Wanchun Hall.
The next day.
Early in the morning, baby Ling Yue was dressed neatly and was fed a large bowl of porridge by Mo Jingce before being taken away by Zhai Xiangling.
Baby Ling Yue was so full that her belly was bulging, so she took a walk all the way to the Council Palace in Dongling.
"See Your Majesty!"
Even in Dongling, no matter how open the people are, the imperial power is still supreme and has the power of life and death to control everything.
Zhai Xiangling wore a dark red dragon robe embroidered with gold thread, looking extremely domineering.
Baby Ling Yue even felt that this dark red dragon robe was actually more majestic and domineering than her father's bright yellow dragon robe.
All civil and military officials stood up and knelt down to worship.
[In the end, you still have to kneel down and worship, even if it is Dongling, you still can’t escape the imperial power! 】Baby Ling Yue thought.
"Yue'er, I'm telling you!" Zhai Xiangling pulled Xiao Yue'er past the courtiers. As she walked, she said: "Starting today, you will accompany me to court every day in Dongling. Come on." Help me see how many people are unavailable!"
"..." Baby Ling Yue raised her head and glanced at Zhai Xiangling, her little mouth pouted: "Well, it's okay!"
The civil and military officials of Dongling Manchu Dynasty looked at each other, and they could see dissatisfaction from the frowning brows of their colleagues.
"Your Majesty, we are in the court to discuss important matters of our family and country!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, this is not a nursery, not a place to raise children!"
The courtiers raised their heads and said.
"I brought Yue'er to the palace, and I hindered you from submitting the memorial?" Zhai Xiangling carried Yue'er up the steps and sat her down on the dragon chair. She turned around and spoke condescendingly with a sharp voice.
"Your Majesty, forgive me!" The courtiers kowtowed one after another.
"Huh, forgive me!" Zhai Xiangling sneered coldly and said: "You also know that I am thirty-two years old, and I will be thirty-three in one month. However, while I am still alive, everyone, your The power of life and death is still in my hands!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty, have mercy!" The courtiers stopped talking and kowtowed together to apologize.
"Humph!" Zhai Xiangling snorted coldly, and then her clothes flew up, turned around, and sat down. This action was so handsome that the baby's eyes widened.
