Chu Xiaoxiao was thrown into a book, reincarnating as a cannon fodder meant to be drowned shortly after birth. Outraged, she saved herself and vowed to change her family’s doomed fate.
...After distributing the snacks in his hand, Naituanzi walked back to the dragon throne with a "da da da" sound, stuck out his chubby little butt, and struggled to climb onto the dragon throne.
The emperor reached out to hug her, but she pushed him away and said in a baby voice, "Oh! Send me a few, okay."
The emperor said nothing, which caused laughter from the audience.
At this moment, the civil and military officials liked the Imperial Master more and more. He was so cute. A two-year-old child wanted everything sent to him, and even spoke better than other children of the same age.
She climbed up onto the dragon throne with great effort, sat beside the emperor, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hand, and swung her little feet back and forth, watching the people below kneeling in front of them.
[Ahaha! It feels so good to be worshipped by others. I will do more good deeds in the future so that people will remember me and worship me.]
The emperor turned around and looked at the little ancestor, thinking, this is not difficult, you are the imperial teacher, you have plenty of opportunities to benefit the people.
In the future, I will ask them to sculpt your body, build a temple for you, and offer incense to you.
The court officials were discussing state affairs, and Naituanzi was sitting quietly. A eunuch came outside to report: "Your Majesty! The king and two princesses of Nanyun Kingdom have arrived and hope to have an audience with you."
"Xuan!"
[Nangong Jinyuan is here? He came quickly. Oh, by the way, tonight is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, he must be here to remove the curse on his body.]
emperor:"......"
So that's why. No wonder he was in such a hurry to enter the palace.
Li Sizu: “…”
The king of Nanyun Kingdom has come. I wonder if Sister Xiaoxiao is willing to relieve his pain.
[Your Majesty, please don't be stupid. You only have one chance. You can ask me to take action, but you must make King Nanyun show his sincerity.]
The emperor wanted to ask, what is sincerity? What do you want, my dear? How can I satisfy you?
The old Duke looked at his granddaughter on the high platform, his fists clenched, trembling slightly with excitement.
If Nanyun Kingdom really wants to show its sincerity, it should return the three states and six prefectures that were forcibly taken away by the Nanyun High Priest. That is Dongsheng's territory, and it must be taken back this time.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, it will be difficult to get it back in the future.
Li Sizu: “…”
Can we really ask for any conditions? Even asking Nanyun to return the land that was taken away?
The charcoal-haired man noticed that Li Sizu's eyes were bright, as if he was imagining something, and asked sarcastically: "The king of Nanyun Kingdom came to Dongsheng, why are you so excited? Have you never seen him? Do you admire him?"
"I don't worship you. I'm so excited that I won't tell you." Li Sizu approached Chu Xiaoxiao and asked her softly, "Sister Xiaoxiao! Are you okay with any conditions you propose?"
The little girl nodded vigorously: "Yes."
[If he doesn't agree, I won't remove the curse from him. If he dares to go back on his word, I will return the curse cast by the high priest to him.]
The emperor turned around in surprise and looked at the little ancestor, with two balls of dancing flames in his eyes.
He knew how to propose conditions to the king of Nanyun Kingdom. This was the courage given to him by his little ancestor.
The little ancestor was really sent by God to help him. If he could get back the lost land, he would definitely go down in history.
[Humph! We will bully back the way Nanyun bullies us.]
good!
The emperor was very pleased and in an extremely good mood. As long as the little ancestor said so, he would definitely live up to his expectations.
The little ancestor protected him with such might and dominance that he was so grateful in his heart that his eyes became tearful unconsciously.
God treated him well, sending such a lovely and warm-hearted little ancestor to help Dongsheng, to help him, so that he would not be killed by others, and Dongsheng would not be destroyed.
The civil and military officials below were in a state of anxiety, not knowing why the king of Nanyun came to Dongsheng. No matter why, he could not be allowed to take advantage.
In the past, they had a high priest, and Dongsheng was indeed inferior to him. Now that the high priest they were so proud of was dead, their flesh had been eaten into their stomachs and digested into feces and excreted from their bodies, what was there to be afraid of?
The three states and six prefectures that were looted more than fifty years ago should be returned.
They have a strong military force in Dongsheng and the protection of the national teacher. They no longer have to fear any country or anyone.
Nangong Jinyuan walked into the court of Dongsheng and saw that all the ministers stood with their backs straight, their faces flushed, and they looked energetic, emitting an aura that could not be ignored.
Although some ministers are old, they do not hunch over or look tired. They all have bright eyes and sharp gazes and upright postures.
Like an evergreen pine tree.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe what he saw. It was in stark contrast to the listless and hunched ministers in the court of Nanyun.
Look at the emperor on the high platform, he is extremely majestic, and the chubby baby sitting next to him looks festive and cute.
He held a bottle of milk in his hand and took a sip from time to time. His cheeks were bulging, and I didn't know what he was eating.
The people of Dongsheng attach great importance to rules, and the emperor's throne is sacred and inviolable. Not everyone is qualified to sit on it.
Anyone who can sit on it must have made great contributions to Dongsheng Kingdom.
This little imperial teacher killed the high priest and had his flesh eaten by others. He had indeed made an immeasurable contribution to the people of Dongsheng. There seemed to be nothing wrong with him sitting on the high platform with the emperor.
The people of Dongsheng must have remembered the disaster brought by the high priest more than 50 years ago. If Dongsheng did not have the state teacher and did not kill him, and he brought disaster again, the people would have been miserable.
The baby on the platform killed the high priest, which not only solved Dongsheng's troubles, but also solved his troubles.
Baby deserves respect.
At the post station, he still didn't think a two-year-old baby could be qualified for the position of imperial teacher. When he came to the Dongsheng court, he saw the refreshing faces of the court officials.
When he saw the little girl sitting on the dragon chair, swinging her short legs and looking relaxed, he suddenly felt that he was wrong. He was misled by his own narrow-mindedness. Dongsheng State Master was indeed a two-year-old girl.
But her two years old is really different from other people’s two years old.
Whose two-year-old child dares to sit on the dragon throne? Dare to face the civil and military officials below? And drink milk contentedly?
The other three kingdoms searched everywhere but couldn't find a single one, so only Dongsheng was lucky enough to get one.
Is this a normal baby doll?
No, it's a gift from God.
It was not just a gift to Dongsheng, but a gift to the whole world. When the high priest died, the mountain that had been pressing on the Nangong family collapsed instantly.
They are no longer controlled by others and are no longer treated as puppets.
If they could remove the curse from him and ask the Imperial Master to visit Nanyun, the Nangong family would definitely be able to keep the throne.
Thinking of this, Nangong Jinyuan and his two sisters knelt down in submission and kowtowed.
The civil and military officials were very surprised. They thought that the King of Nanyun would not kneel down to pay his respects. They all held their breath, waiting for him to speak.
As long as he didn't kneel, they would continue to bombard him until he knelt down.
I prepared a lot of things to say, but in the end, they were useless. The other person didn't say anything, but knelt down and kowtowed on his own initiative, with all the proper manners. What else is there to say?