Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

On New Year's Eve, the palace was very lively.

In the past, every day on this day, the emperor would first summon civil and military officials in the previous dynasty to drink together and spend all night to wish the monarchs and ministers to be united in the coming year.

But since Gu Nuoer was born, Gu Yihan changed this tradition.

On New Year's Eve, he will not go anywhere, and will accompany his daughter to vigil for the New Year.

Today is no different.

After Gu Nuoer was brought back to the palace by her two older brothers, it was close to sunset, and the concubines of Qiushui Palace had already dispersed.

In the evening at the Lixiang Hall, a grand dinner was prepared in the palace, and all concubines and princes had to participate.

And on weekdays, some of the emperor's trusted ministers will also be specially invited into the palace to attend the dinner.

Gu Nuo'er changed into a beaming red jacket and skirt, her neat dark cloud hair was braided into small buns, looking from a distance, like a cute doll.

The little guy sat on Gu Yihan's lap and pointed out his little finger: "Daddy, Nuobao wants to eat meat~"

Gu Yihan lowered his head and smiled, poked a few meatballs with chopsticks, and placed them in Gu Nuoer's small hands like a string.

Gu Nuoer is well-behaved and cute, holding chopsticks in her small hands, and eating with oily lips.

She took a few bites, and suddenly noticed a cold gaze looking straight at her.

The little guy tried his best to lift his head from his father's arms, and met Ye Siming's eyes.

She shook the meatball skewer in her hand, shook her head, and smiled like a sweet bun.

Ye Siming looked at the little white pearl from a distance and she swayed from side to side.

He clenched his teeth secretly.

This little thing is biting again.

Here, Gu Yihan didn't notice it. He was holding his daughter, drinking fine wine, and underneath were his concubines and trusted ministers. Nothing could make Gu Yihan happier than this moment.

He toasted and invited everyone to drink together: "On this festive season, all the concubines and Aiqings will naturally have to say something about their wishes for the coming year to add to the fun."

Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows, his handsome eyebrows swept around, and immediately named Bai Yi's name.

"Come on, Bai Yi, first say your wish for the coming year, and then drink this glass of wine."

Bai Yi is a martial artist. He was commented by hundreds of gazes. He trembled and stood up silently holding the cup.

Perceiving that everyone's eyes were looking over, Bai Yi only felt like a light on his back.

It took a long time to say: "Guotai and people's security, no war."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the fine wine in the cup!

"Okay!" Gu Yihan was very happy: "I like the word no war."

Gu Nuo'er in his arms stretched his neck and said, "I like it too!"

When Gu Yihan heard this, Long Yan was delighted.

Daughter likes it, he likes it.

The emperor waved his hand and directly rewarded Bai Yi with a box of gold and silver jewelry.

Bai Yi politely declined, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Can your majesty take back this box of money, it would be best to allocate more food and grass to our barracks.

This winter is cold, if the soldiers and horses eat more, this winter will not be difficult. "

Gu Yihan nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Chunshou, write down Bai Yi's words and notify the Ministry of War to make arrangements as soon as possible."

Bai Yi was overjoyed, with a simple and honest smile on his face: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

His voice was like a roar, obviously happy.

Gu Nuo'er had already finished eating the meatballs in her hand.

She pouted her bright lips: "They are both generals, why are they so different?"

She didn't speak much, but Gu Yihan heard it.

He raised his eyebrows and bowed his head: "Good Nuobao, what are you talking about?"