Chapter 430: Gold Medal of Immunity From Death

On the ninth day of the locust plague, the emperor and his courtiers discussed to no avail and decided to seek a solution from God.

The first person he thought of was Shen Ningning.

The little guy was invited to the palace.

When Shen Ningning arrived outside the imperial study, she heard a crisp female voice coming from inside.

"Uncle, Zhirou heard from my father that you have a poor appetite recently, so I personally learned this bowl of Qingxin old duck soup and got up early to stew it. It tastes very good. Uncle, please try it."

In the imperial study, a thirteen-year-old girl, wearing a lotus dress, looked beautiful and gentle.

However, the look she gave the emperor was full of flattery.

Mo Zhirou was the adopted daughter of the King of Shu. When she was four years old, she was sold on the street to bury her mother. The little girl was seen by the Princess of Shu. The Princess of Shu, who had no children, felt that she was extremely pitiful and took her back to the mansion.

For the sake of his wife, the King of Shu recognized her as his adopted daughter and took the royal surname Mo.

But, after all, she was not of true royal blood, so she did not even have the title of Princess.

Mo Zhirou entered the palace this time, relying on the good relationship between her adoptive father, the King of Shu, and the emperor, in order to seek the title of a princess for herself.

When she gets married in the future, she can choose any prince or nobleman.

Unfortunately, she didn't choose the right time. The emperor, who was usually kind to her, was absent-minded today and frequently looked outside the imperial study.

Until the chief eunuch reported loudly: "Princess Funing is here!"

The emperor's frown relaxed: "Quick! Please invite Ningning in quickly, Zhirou, go back first, leave the soup you stewed here, I will have time to drink it later."

Mo Zhirou did not achieve her goal and was disturbed again, so naturally a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

She slowly packed up the food box, but glanced at the direction of the door.

I saw a little girl in a lavender gauze skirt walked in.

Her fair face was as delicate as a budding flower, and she was watery.

Her facial features were delicate, her eyes were black, her lips were pink, and her hair was shiny.

As soon as she walked in, Mo Zhirou felt that she was different from herself.

Princess Funing has a kind of confidence that she never has to please others, which makes her always hold her head high, with a smile on her lips and a shallow dimple.

Mo Zhirou knew from a young age that her wealth was not easy to come by, so she carefully read people's eyes.

Now she knew the difference between her and Princess Funing, and she felt even more unhappy.

Shen Ningning came in, she hesitated, and only left leisurely after the emperor urged her three times.

The door of the imperial study was closed.

The emperor immediately stepped forward and invited Shen Ningning to sit on the futon under the window for conversation, and personally poured tea for the little girl.

"Ningning, uncle is in trouble this time, and I have to ask you for help."

Shen Ningning's jade-white little hand held the teacup, and at a glance, it was her favorite Qinghua tea.

Suddenly, she smiled: "Uncle Emperor, tell me directly, is it about the locust plague?"

The emperor nodded: "After the court officials discussed and understood, they found that the locusts took advantage of the lack of rainfall this spring to lay eggs in the exposed riverbed nearby."

"So, I thought of asking you to increase rainfall and raise the water level, maybe we can stop the locusts from appearing at the root."

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes and thought about it.

In the fairyland, her little black clouds grew more and more, and as she got older, the fairyland continued to grow.

But if there was better jade to eat, maybe more black clouds would grow.

It's a pity that the little fairyland is very picky now. Even if it eats ordinary jade, it won't grow.

It still needs the kind of high-quality jade.

Now, the four trees in the fairyland have more than 40 black clouds.

Even if you use some every day, it can keep raining for a whole month.

After thinking it through, Shen Ningning nodded decisively: "Okay, leave it to me."

The emperor's eyes were full of joy, and he held Shen Ningning's little hand with his big hand: "Ningning, your words make your uncle feel relieved."

Suddenly, he remembered.

His son Mo Lingwei didn't let him hold Shen Ningning's hand!

He said he was an uncle, and Shen Ningning was a little girl, so he couldn't take advantage of her.

Thinking of his son's stinky face, the emperor was frightened and quickly let go of his hand and added tea to Shen Ningning to resolve the embarrassment.

The little girl didn't notice anything about this.

Just smiled sweetly: "The locusts also affected Xiangyun Village. The villagers, uncles and aunts, cried every day. The loquat trees they worked hard to maintain were also eaten. I hate it too much."

Shen Ningning's dark water eyes turned.

"But, Uncle Emperor, every time I help you, you give me benefits. What will you give me this time?"

The emperor was stunned and laughed: "Ningning, as long as I can do it, just ask."

Shen Ningning said without hesitation, folded her arms: "Then I want a gold medal of immunity from death."

The emperor was stunned.

"What do you want this for?"

Shen Ningning is now of noble status and is also a close friend of his son.

What's more, the emperor likes this child more and more, and has gradually forgotten the words of the national teacher.

In addition, Mo Lingwei has never had an attack of the old disease since she followed Shen Ningning.

The gold medal of immunity from death is not needed at all. The emperor will not do anything to her. I am afraid that Mo Lingwei will be more fond of her when he ascends the throne in the future.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ningning was very determined this time.

"I am afraid that one day, something unexpected will happen, and Uncle Emperor will make me or my relatives lose their heads with just one word."

She did it for her stinky second brother.

Because Shen Ningning never believed that a sinister person like Concubine Qi would give up.

She will definitely try every possible means to frame Xie Mingan.

In order to save Xie Ming'an's life, Shen Ningning must keep a death-free gold medal in her hand to prevent Concubine Qi from using a knife to kill people.

The little girl grabbed the emperor's sleeve and shook it: "Uncle, please give me one, I will definitely help you to bring rain."

The emperor looked at her round and tender face, smiled and nodded, and agreed: "Okay! Come on, call the Palace Affairs Department, I will give a death-free gold medal to the princess."

Shen Ningning hurriedly said: "No, you have to give it to me secretly, otherwise everyone will know. What if everyone who has made contributions asks the emperor uncle for a death-free gold medal?"

The emperor smiled and pointed at the little guy, shook his head helplessly, and was very doting.

"You, you don't know that in the whole court and even the whole capital, I only allow you to be so presumptuous with me. Okay, then I will listen to you, who let uncle need Ningning's help."

The emperor arranged his confidant, Lord Lu, the commander of the imperial army, to go to the Palace Affairs Department to secretly get a death-free gold medal.

After handing it over to the little girl, the emperor smiled and said, "Is this all right now?"

Shen Ningning nodded decisively, thought about it, and stretched out her little hand again: "Uncle Emperor, let's make a promise. The matter of the death-free gold medal is a secret that only the two of us know. Brother can't tell it!"

The emperor raised his eyebrows in surprise, wondering what this smart little guy was thinking.

However, he was not worried at all, because Shen Ningning was not a naughty child.

"Make a promise, I will never tell anyone."

The big palm covered the small hand, and the agreement was made.

Shen Ningning's eyes flashed with a smug smile.

Looking at the golden death-free token, he felt extremely relieved.

Now there is no need to worry about the stinky second brother being framed.