mtl008 Chapter 249: Going to mediate
Chapter 249: Going to mediate
"Miss!"
Zhengyan rushed in, pointing downstairs with a trembling finger.
"The prince is here!"
Her father is here?
Jiang An sniffed, spread his hands, and looked silly, "It's over, An An is dead!"
The people sitting downstairs are all people who bought books in the library...
The best-selling book in the bookstore today is the one she edited, "The Domineering Prince and the Pretty Lady."
If her father randomly picks out one of them, there is a high probability that he can see it.
The little girl smacked her lips and jumped off the chair.
No, she couldn't wait to be beaten!
"Old fox, I'm leaving first!"
"I'll come back when my dad calms down."
She threw away the snacks in her hand and ran out of the box.
As soon as she moved, everyone in the room became busy, and the scene looked a bit chaotic.
Hu Yan stretched out his hand to stop Jiang An, but the little one had already disappeared at the door.
"what…"
He smiled helplessly and joked with the black-armored man behind him: "What do you think of this little girl..."
"No matter where she goes, she will eventually have to go back to the palace!"
Jiang An walked out of the box and headed towards the stairs.
"Miss!" Zheng Yan called out in a low voice.
In a hurry, the young guard grabbed the girl's neck and changed her direction.
"The prince is down there!"
After Jiang An landed, he smiled innocently, "I forgot..."
"Run, run!"
The two in front were running happily, and Niangniang and Zhenglu behind them looked at each other and had no choice but to keep up.
How could a man like the prince not think of blocking someone from behind?
……
The door of the box opened again, and Hu Yan, who was watching Jing making tea, turned to look.
He raised his eyebrows and a smile flashed in his fox eyes.
A man in a plain long-sleeved robe sat in front of the window, and the pure white snow scene made him look like a graceful young man.
Jiang An, who was held in her father's hands, was swinging her little hands and feet, her eyes were bright, and she was smacking her lips.
Don't tell me, it's pretty good-looking.
Jiang Jichen sat down in front of the window, holding the book in one hand and the little bastard in the other.
"Snapped!"
The book was thrown on the table.
"You wrote it?"
Hu Yanke could not help the old father in educating his daughter.
He poured the prince a cup of tea and took a look.
Wow, this book title is quite straightforward.
"The domineering prince and the pretty lady..."
The prince, who was forced to listen to it again, clicked his tongue and casually turned the cover of the book over.
The old fox looked indifferent. If you don't want to read it, then don't read it. He will go buy a copy later.
The little girl stood obediently and raised her head quietly.
Unfortunately, she made eye contact with her father~
She laughed, her voice was sticky, "Daddy~"
Jiang Jichen poked her forehead, pushing the little girl who was trying to get close to him and act coquettishly away.
"Don't try to trick me. Did you write this?"
Jiang An pouted, "It wasn't written by An An~"
The old father nodded in agreement, "That's right, after all, the handwriting looks quite straight..."
The little girl glared and said angrily, "Dad praised An An's handwriting before!"
Hu Yan interrupted, "Did the prince really say that?"
Jiang An: “Yeah!”
The old fox glanced at his friend, and his eyes clearly said: I didn't expect that there would be a day when you would lie with your eyes open!
Jiang Jichen's eyes twitched, and he held his forehead with his hand, "Why are you looking at me?"
He coaxes his daughter, no way!
"Even if you didn't write it, it's not your idea!"
The little girl rolled her eyes and muttered, "I said it was Big Cat's idea, but Dad didn't believe it..."
Jiang Jichen was startled, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
He flicked Jiang An's ear and said, "A big cat is a tiger. Can it write a book?!"
"Eh!"
Jiang An's eyes lit up. She knew from this that her father was all talk and no action, and he didn't put in any effort at all.
"An An has already said it, Dad will definitely not believe it~"
"You're quite reasonable!"
"Hehe~"
The little girl hugged her father's legs and struggled to get into his arms.
"Don't be angry, Dad. This book is selling very well!"
She counted on her fingers, "One tael of silver per copy. I have people printing 300 copies in Chongzhou, and another 600 copies in Maozhou and Junzhou..."
"An An can earn nine hundred taels of silver just from this book!"
"After deducting the cost of paper and printing, we will share the money with the students..."
She stretched out her short hand, waved it in front of her father's eyes, and smiled brightly, "An An can earn five hundred taels!"
"Buy Dad beautiful clothes!"
How could she just dress herself up beautifully? Her old father also had to wear beautiful new clothes!
"Give them all to the king?"
The little girl closed her eyes, covered her heart with her fat paws, and nodded heavily, "Yes, all for Daddy!"
Her little money!
Jiang Jichen laughed loudly and continued to tease his daughter, "Then when we get back home, let Butler Sun go to the Zhaixing Tower where you hid your money to get the silver?"
Jiang An felt pain, but he didn't say anything!
The dog secretly grabbed her father's outer robe, with one foot pulled back, ready to run away at any time.
She just asked, "Can I continue writing?"
"There is another one..."
Jiang Jichen's face darkened and he cursed, "You little brat!"
The little girl ran out, clung to the door, and stuck her head out, "Dad, it's almost the New Year, it's unlucky to hit a child!"
Jiang Jichen rolled up his wide sleeves and searched the room.
He picked up the stick used to light the charcoal, waved it twice, and walked towards his daughter angrily.
Jiang An saw it and ran outside.
As she ran, she kept saying, "Daddy, this is so unlucky!"
Jiang Jichen: "I don't believe it!"
The little bastard took the lead in spreading rumors about her father!
First they talked about him and Princess Dongli, and now they have published another book, and he even wants to publish another one!
In the box, the soldier standing behind Hu Yan poked the military advisor, "Why don't you go and try to persuade them?"
What if the young lady really gets beaten?
Hu Yan calmly drank his tea, "Don't worry, even if this little ancestor pokes a hole in the sky, the prince won't be willing to beat her."
After hearing what the military advisor said, Zhengyan and Zhenglu exchanged glances and had a silent conversation.
Zhengyan: Are you going or not?
Zhenglu stood straight, lifted his robe, and kicked his brother.
Zheng Yan: “Eh? Eh!”
The force of this kick was not small. His unlucky brother flew far away with his hands and feet, and happened to fall behind the prince.
Hu Yan looked up when he heard the voice.
Zheng Lu smiled falsely, "Zheng Yan went to mediate the fight."
Nianniang standing on the other side: The sky is so blue, the grass is so green...
Hu Yan: ...You thought I didn’t see you stretching your legs.
The teahouse had long been emptied, with only the shop owner left in the lobby on the first floor.
But now it's very lively...
Jiang An ran all the way, Zheng Yan chased his young lady all the way, and Jiang Jichen followed behind with a stick.
In the end, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the little girl didn't get beaten, but the little guard was beaten~
She ran around the lobby on the first floor, sometimes climbing onto the table, sometimes onto the beam, and even jumped onto the cashier's counter.
The shop owner was terrified to see the prince holding a stick like a sword and heading straight for the counter.
Jiang Jichen: "Are you going to write or not?"
The little girl hid behind Zheng Yan, poked her head out, and shook it like a rattle, "I won't write anymore, I won't write anymore!"
Her father threw the stick away, sighed helplessly, and called to the little girl, "Come here."
Jiang An blinked her round eyes, not afraid of her father at all, and rushed over.
Zhengyan (wanting to cry): Finally we don’t fight anymore…
The shop owners who were hiding were stunned and marveled at the sight.
The prince had a dark face, and his aura was enough to scare people to death, but this little ancestor wasn't afraid at all? !