Chapter 90 How to Become a Real Man

The emperor was holding the book absent-mindedly. He always felt that someone was watching him. However, when he leaned over to look, he saw the silly boy standing quietly with his head down.

In fact, An Jiu was listening quietly.

Because the emperor began to read.

[How to become a real man, first of all, you need to be brave, men don’t shed tears easily, men bleed but don’t cry…]

An Jiu? ? ?

What is this?

It's not a coloring book.

[A real man should be masculine, fearful of others, and dignified, especially in front of women.]

An Jiu? ? ?

Or coloring book~

[A qualified emperor should do this even more. He should not be emotional. He should know that women can be changed. There is only one country. As long as there is a country, there will be countless women...]

An Jiu? ? ?

She saw that the emperor frowned and seemed to be thinking.

She was really impressed. What kind of god wrote this book?

However, the emperor turned the page again.

[The above is the teaching of Emperor Taizu. Future generations should always keep it in mind...]

[The following is my warning to all my descendants. ]

[How to become a qualified emperor, first you have to make your subjects believe in you, make your women admire you, and make your descendants worship you...]

An Jiu? ? ?

What is this?

What are the experiences summarized by successive emperors of the royal family?

In fact, it is.

This notebook was written by Emperor Taizu. Every emperor after that would get it and write down his own thoughts, the way of being a monarch, and the experience he would pass on to his descendants...

Now that the news had reached the emperor, An Jiu heard many warnings and finally understood why the emperor was so twisted even though his character was obviously not like that.

Because an ancestor warned him that being an emperor requires restraint. If you like something, just take a look at it. If you like to eat something, just taste it. Never let others guess your preferences.

Another ancestor also said that to be an emperor one must be aloof and dignified, govern the country well, and make his subjects fear and be afraid of him. If they are afraid of him, they will naturally listen to him. One must never be friends with his subjects with a frivolous smile.

Another ancestor said: A ruler must first cultivate his body and cultivate his character. Cultivating the body means exercising one's body well. Only when the body is healthy can one cultivate his character better...

An Jiu pricked up his ears and heard a sudden scream of a chicken ringing out in the hall...

【I I I I I… How come… I I I I I… How come there are illustrations here… My eyes…】

The emperor swallowed and looked calm, but An Jiu was almost driven to death by his noise.

This ancestor had countless women and more than twenty sons, which shows how he nurtured his character. He even drew illustrations to teach his descendants that if a country wants to be stable, it must first have many descendants. Only with many descendants can the family prosper, so he spent his whole life studying this...

「Ahhhhhhh, this picture… this picture… this picture…」

An Jiu?

What? What picture? She wanted to see it. What picture was it?

However, An Jiu couldn't see it, but she heard it.

I felt embarrassed at first, but later I didn’t care anymore.

The emperor held the book and read it for the whole morning.

An Jiu went out halfway through. She breathed a sigh of relief and went to the kitchen. Now the food in the imperial kitchen was edible, but the emperor still wanted to eat her cooking, so she had to symbolically cook one or two dishes.

On the way to the kitchen, Anjiu met Aunt Qu, with the crying Xiaodong beside her.

"Aunt, what are you doing?"

Aunt Qu said, "It's nothing, just a change of person."

Xiaodong's mental state was not good before. She was terribly afraid of the emperor. Now she couldn't even do her normal work in Guanghua Palace, so she had to be transferred away and a new "Xiaodong" would be transferred here.

An Jiu felt that this might be a good thing for Xiaodong.

…

The emperor looked a little tired and seemed to be in poor spirits. The food sent from the imperial kitchen was not bad. He took a few bites and then glanced at the door.

Xiao Fuzi also looked at the door, but there was nothing there.

The emperor continued to eat with his head down. Xiao Fuzi thought she might have seen it wrong, but soon An Jiu came. The emperor looked up at her and snorted coldly.

【Still know how to come. 】

An Jiu saw that he didn't like Wang Meiren's yam and taro paste cake very much, but the kitchen still sent a lot of yams, probably because there was a bumper harvest of yams somewhere, so he thought of making it in different styles, maybe he would like it.

but……

"What's this?"

The emperor looked at what was on the plate. The white yam was crushed and piled up like a small hill, covered with jam.

The King of Choking Throat is back...

"Your Majesty, please try this dessert made of yam." An Jiu took the spoon and gave it to him with a smile.

Xiao Fuzi tested the poison first and found no problem. The emperor reluctantly took a bite to test it. To be honest, he had no hope of winning the first place in the throat-choking competition, but this one was indeed not that choking and tasted quite good.

The emperor ate a few more bites, but it was obvious that he really didn't like yam. This was one of the few things he didn't finish.

After the meal, he was obviously unhappy and felt that Xiaojiu was just being perfunctory, but Anjiu brought him a plate of snowball hawthorns to help him digest the food.

The emperor had eaten candied haws before, but those children-only foods were not very good. However, this snowball hawthorn was different. It looked appetizing and tasted even sweeter. The sugar on the outside neutralized the sourness of the hawthorn very well...

The emperor had a big appetite and ate them one bite at a time. Soon they were all gone, completely forgetting the warnings of his ancestors.

After dinner, he had to digest the food.

An Jiu was used to it. It was neither too cold nor too hot outside, and the scenery was beautiful. The emperor walked and stopped from time to time. With her previous experience, An Jiu dared not be distracted when walking. She followed the emperor with all her might. After finally arriving at the Imperial Garden, the palace maids, eunuchs and concubines were all frightened by the emperor's brilliant achievements and retreated away, not daring to get close at all.

The emperor held out his hand.

Xiao Fuzi didn't understand what was going on, and stared at him with innocent eyes, not knowing what to do...

What? What is the emperor going to do?

Master, help!!!

The emperor frowned slightly and looked at Xiao Fuzi again.

Xiao Fuzi's calves began to tremble again. Would the emperor kill him here?

However, the emperor didn't, because An Jiu handed a box of fish food into his hand.

The emperor turned his head to feed the fish.

Xiao Fuzi gave An Jiu a grateful look.

Anjiu nodded to him.

The emperor fed the fish very casually. He scattered a handful of fish food to attract the fish first, and then poured the whole box of fish food into the pond.

An Jiu took a quick look and found that all the fish in the pond looked like Pang Dahai...

【Eat, eat, eat until you are full. 】

An Jiu "..."

This is to judge the fish by oneself...

But Your Majesty, do you want to see that some of the fish are already full...

Be a human being!