Of all the civil and military officials in the dynasty, not even one could make a child happy.
Gu Lan shook his head.
It seems that you still have to do it yourself to make your baby girl happy.
Gu Lan raised his hand, and a shadow-engraved stone appeared in his hand.
Looking at the shadow-engraved stone in his hand, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
The things burned inside cost him a lot of time and effort.
After all, this is the first official birthday gift for my daughter. How can I do it without paying attention.
...
"Your Highness, isn't the Wanhua Mirror beautiful?"
"If it looks good, come and get it!"
"This is a birthday gift specially given to you by the entire Jixia Academy!"
Beside the long table, Master Zhang Qingwei continued to attract little Simu with his words.
He held up the palm-sized Wanhua Mirror, and regardless of whether little Simu could understand it, he had a kind smile on his face from beginning to end.
Because the little princess really crawled towards him.
"Little princess, look here, this is a flaming lion! The one that can breathe fire. Isn't it a nice painting?"
"In my plan for governing the country, there are also three-tailed ice foxes, four-eyed golden monkeys...many, many little monsters, all very beautiful. If you want real ones in the future, I can also go to the demon world to find a few for you... ."
On the other side, Tutor Su Hua did not give up either.
Zhang Feng also quietly turned the clockwork of the music box, and the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" slowly played.
Sima Qin looked at his seven-orificed exquisite ball and shook his head helplessly. He couldn't teach the little princess how to spell this on the spot...
At this time, little Simu was still crawling towards the Wanhua Mirror without being disturbed by any sound at all.
Looking at the little princess who was getting closer and closer to the Wanhua Mirror, Zhang Qingwei's old face had already smiled like Qiu Ju in early winter.
Even though he was indifferent to fame and fortune, he couldn't hide his joy at being able to become the master of the beloved little princess of the Dajing Regiment.
Seeing the little princess getting closer and closer to the Wanhua Mirror, Zhang Qingwei's face showed a determined look.
"The little Princess Yongle is really talented, she can discern treasures at a young age!"
"If I can become the little princess's teacher, when the little princess becomes an adult, the real treasure of our Jixia Academy, the Wanhua Mirror, can be given to the little princess as a coming-of-age gift!"
Zhang Qingwei stroked his beard and made a big promise!
To actually give the real Wanhua Mirror to the little princess, Master Zhang is such a generous act!
All the officials present were surprised by Zhang Qingwei's courage.
Even Mu Yuyan's face showed a hint of surprise.
Tutor Su Hua was not surprised.
It is indeed absurd and extravagant to give a child the quasi-Xuantian treasure as a first-year gift...
But for the child of Gu Lan and the Empress, giving Jixia Academy a Wanhua Mirror is a waste of money!
“Senior brother, I’ll give in this time!”
Zhang Qingwei bowed his hand towards Grand Tutor Su Hua, changing his previous image of an old naughty boy and adopting a humble Confucian and Taoist attitude.
"I just hope that my senior brother, who is a national planner, will not take it back, right? Just give it to your young highness. After all, she will also be your senior niece from now on, right?"
"snort!"
Su Hua snorted coldly, tilted his head to one side, and silently put the country's governance policy on the table.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing that his senior brother looked like a doormat, Zhang Qing stroked his beard and laughed.
This was the first time in so many years that he had defeated his senior brother, and he had won so completely.
"Senior brother, there is no need to be sad. Even if you can't be the little princess's teacher, junior brother, I will often take the little princess to your house to study."
"After all, I am far inferior to my senior brother in terms of governing the country and the emperor's mental skills."
"Hey! Senior brother, why are you laughing so sad? Be careful with your health. You are too old to be so sad."
Zhang Qingwei, while observing his senior brother's face, gave full play to the scholar's ability to squeeze people out.
After finally winning once, he must have a good time... Not to mention the resentment of losing every year in the past, he was ridiculed by Su Hua many times just for being third in the Secret Ranking!
This time, he must find his place properly.
But as he was talking, he suddenly realized something was wrong!
Why does my senior brother's smile look less and less like a smile caused by extreme sadness, and instead looks like he is mocking himself?
Zhang Qingwei felt a sudden chill in his heart and lowered his head to look at the table.
The little baby, who was only a short distance away from Wanhua Mirror, continued to crawl forward without even looking at Wanhua Mirror...
Crawled away?
Just crawl away! ?
Zhang Qingwei was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
The little princess didn’t come here for the Wanhua Mirror, so what was she attracted to?
In this game, what other item can be as valuable as the imitation Wanhua Mirror in his hand?
"Duoduo——"
"Guoguo!"
At this time, little Simu, who was crawling around on the long table, made a crisp little milky sound.
She blinked her big, cute eyes and looked up at someone.
This person is naturally Gu Lan.
It turned out that the little princess was hungry again after waking up and wanted to eat the fairy fruit from Gu Lan!
It’s not that I don’t like the week-catching items I prepared!
When all the officials in the field saw this scene, they instantly felt that the items they had prepared were enough.
Tutor Su Hua did the same. He quickly opened his policy of governing the country and turned to the page of his favorite illustration.
Zhang Qingwei also woke up and quickly controlled the Wanhua Mirror to play different pictures.
There are fish playing in the water, flowers blooming...all are extremely beautiful pictures.
Everyone feels that they still have a chance.
Only Gu Lan couldn't laugh or cry.
He held up the Shadow Engraved Stone in his hand.
"Mumu, don't eat Guoguo now. Can you take a look at the gift that daddy has prepared for you?"
"Guoguo... Guoguo!"
When little Simu heard that there was no fruit to eat, she immediately pursed her lips and turned her eyes red, with tears immediately hanging on her long eyelashes.
That pitiful appearance would make even the most cruel person in the world unbearable.
Seeing the pitiful expression on little Simu's face, all the officials in the field were almost heartbroken.
At this moment, if they had not been concerned about King Jingyang's identity, they would have rushed up and grabbed Gu Lan's collar to ask him to hand over Guo Guo.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you fruit."
Gu Lan couldn't stand this, and quickly took out an immortal spiritual fruit. It was moist and crispy, and a sweet fragrance immediately filled the hall.
Seeing the spirit fruit, little Simu instantly put away her tears and grabbed the spirit fruit with stars in her eyes.
Little Simu is very confident in her method of catching Guoguo.
In the past, her attempts to catch her were always harmful, even if her mother didn't like her eating fruit all the time, she couldn't escape.
But this time, she missed the mark.
"Guoguo?"
Little Simu stared blankly at her empty hands.
"Mumu, daddy will give the fruit to you."
"But before eating Guoguo, would you like to take a look at this first?"
Gu Lan held the spirit fruit in one hand and the shadow carving stone in the other. He even shook the shadow carving stone to attract little Simu's attention.
"Guoguo!"
Little Simu's attention was all on the spirit fruit, and she didn't look at the shadow carving stone at all.
The moment she saw the spirit fruit, she grabbed it again.
The golden dragon shadow and the phoenix shadow flashed in her eyes, this time faster.
However, it failed again...
Gu Lan raised the spirit fruit high, with some surprise in his eyes.
Because just now, he actually felt a trace of innate innocence in this little milk baby, a feeling of pure original power that no monk can match no matter how many years he has practiced...
