Chapter 47: Uncle Emperor is so pitiful

Gu Huaiyu's eyelids twitched. It's because she hasn't eaten well yet. It's over. Last time, Xiaoxiao cried for several hours because she didn't get to eat meat. Finally, she was coaxed by drinking some meat soup

. It seems that he did a bad thing with good intentions. [Do you have to force me to cry every time? Crying is really tiring! ] Su Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled around and she fell in love with the crispy duck leg in front of her.

[That's it! ] Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her little hand like lightning, but missed.

Gu Huaiyu accurately predicted Su Xiaoxiao's movements and grabbed her hand steadily before she grabbed the duck leg.

"Wow... wow..." Su Xiaoxiao was really sad when she saw the duck that was about to reach her mouth fly away. She pursed her lips and could not control her emotions at all. Tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string. They were really too bullying.

The emperor laughed. This girl, even crying was so pleasing to the eye. No child had ever dared to cry so presumptuously in front of him, not even a baby.

Xiaoxiao was really a foodie. He knew that he would not be able to stop until he had meat.

"Send it up!" Emperor Xiaode was in a good mood, and his tone when talking to Eunuch Yang was a little softer.

As soon as the words fell, a palace maid immediately presented a plate of crystal clear chicken feet. The claw part had been processed, leaving only the hard leg bone, and the skin and meat on it were stewed very badly.

The prince was worried: "Father, Madam Zhao said that Xiaoxiao can only eat meat soup, and this chicken foot may not be suitable."

The emperor said proudly: "I asked the kitchen, they said that this is good for teeth grinding, just suitable for Xiaoxiao to eat!"

After that, the emperor personally picked up a Su Xiaoxiao, and said with a creepy clamping voice: "Xiaoxiao, in the future, if your mother doesn't let you eat it, come to the palace and the emperor uncle will give it to you."

[Duck legs become chicken feet, you are really good at picking doors! Su Xiaoxiao was angry, but she didn't hesitate to grab it and stuffed it into her mouth.

At home, she could only eat meat paste. Although chicken feet have less meat, it is better than nothing!

Unexpectedly, this humble chicken foot is so delicious!

Su Xiaoxiao sucked the chicken feet greedily and shook her little feet happily. This is really a fairy-like day!

The prince looked at his majestic and domineering father with admiration. He really didn't expect that his father would personally worry about Xiaoxiao's meals. Fearing

that Su Xiaoxiao would make trouble again, the prince quickly ordered people to remove the table and only left three chicken feet. Anyway, there was only some meat skin, so it shouldn't be a problem.

The emperor was watching Su Xiaoxiao gnawing on chicken feet when eunuch Yang came and reported, "Your Majesty, the chief supervisor of Qintian Supervisor Cheng Xingzuo requests to see you."

The prince knew that the emperor had to deal with state affairs, so he wanted to take Su Xiaoxiao away.

The emperor held Su Xiaoxiao tightly, letting her rub the oil stains on his dragon robe: "No problem, you can stay too!"

Cheng Xingzuo bowed and reported: "Your Majesty, I have calculated three times that it will not rain in the capital within half a year, and the same is true for other counties!"

The emperor frowned again and said worriedly: "Now is the time for crops to grow and ear. If it doesn't rain, the people will have no harvest. What can the Qintianjian do?"

Cheng Xingzuo was so scared that he knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent!"

"Do you think that if I pray for rain myself, will it move the gods to send down rain to irrigate the farmland and solve the urgent needs of the people?" The emperor has been thinking about this question recently.

Is it really because of his disrespect for the gods that the Dashuo natural disasters continue.

Cheng Xingzuo bowed down again: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. According to my calculation, the earliest rain will come in half a year. Why don't you pray for rain at the altar then!"

Now rumors are spreading everywhere. As the chief of Qintianjian, Cheng Xingzuo should have found a way to resolve it in time, but natural disasters happen frequently, and he is really unable to do anything.

The emperor was furious and shouted: "After half a year, the seedlings in the fields will become dry grass. Get out of here, useless thing!"

If he hadn't held Su Xiaoxiao in his hand, he would really kick Cheng Xingzuo out personally.

As the chief of Qintianjian, he could only come up with such a bad idea.

Cheng Xing crawled out of the Qinzheng Hall. Who said it was an idle job? It was a good job. There wasn't much work and he was respected. He was living a life of swords and not letting his head hang on his belt.

This month alone, the emperor kicked him out three times. Although he didn't get kicked today, it wasn't much better. It was estimated that the emperor would have him dragged out and chopped off next time.

He had to go to the library to see if there was any way to pray for rain!

[It's not difficult for the emperor to ask for rain. I just need to say hello to the Dragon King. Last time I asked him to make mud, he agreed!]

Su Xiaoxiao didn't understand. It was only next month. Could it be so difficult to ask her mother to give her meat?

Gu Huaiyu opened his mouth wide. Xiaoxiao is so capable. If his father knew that he was taking the blame for Xiaoxiao, would he feel better?

Gu Huaiyu immediately had an idea. He approached the emperor mysteriously and said, "Father, maybe there is another way to pray for rain!"

The emperor sighed, "How can there be any other way? So many people in Qintianjian can't do it!"

Maybe Dashuo's luck is really over. He thought that after curing the prince, things will get better and better. Who knows...

Seeing that the emperor was not interested, Gu Huaiyu quickly got to the point, "Father, Xiaoxiao can deal with evil spirits, maybe she can also pray for rain!"

"Xiaoxiao?" The emperor's eyes lit up, "Yes, why didn't I think of it."

The emperor put Su Xiaoxiao on the table, hunched over and asked, "Xiaoxiao, you can deal with evil spirits, and you can also pray for rain!" "

Su Xiaoxiao handed the chicken bones to the emperor and pointed at the plate with her little hand.

The emperor was quick-witted and quickly gave her a new one.

Su Xiaoxiao got the chicken bones and nodded seriously.

[Give me meat and bones, and I'll take care of it if it rains!]

Gu Huaiyu then asked, "Can we do it in three days? "

Su Xiaoxiao nodded obediently again.

[The Dragon King and I are familiar with each other. He can rain down on us whenever and for as long as we want!]

Su Xiaoxiao was indeed very familiar with the Dragon King, but she couldn't remember when she knew him.

It wasn't in her previous life, she was an immortal cultivator in her previous life, and her master said that she was gifted and could become an immortal, and so she came here.

How did she get to know the Dragon King? Su Xiaoxiao thought about it, but couldn't figure it out. She also knew many immortals, and she didn't know how she got to know them. Forget it

, thinking too much will give you a headache. A well-behaved child shouldn't think so much, it's too tiring, just gnaw on the bones obediently.

The emperor asked in confusion: "Why not rain now? Why wait three days?"

Gu Huaiyu shuddered. His father was always high and mighty, always keeping his word, and never bowed down and begged for help.

That person was Su Xiaoxiao, so it was a different story. But he actually asked him in that tone, which Gu Huaiyu was not used to.

He explained quickly: "Your Majesty, offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for rain is a big event. Under normal circumstances, the Imperial College would have to prepare for at least three months. In an emergency, we have to take the initiative. Three days cannot be less!"

The emperor nodded in agreement: "Those guys in the Imperial College have been comfortable for too long. It's time to find something for them to do."

He looked at the little baby sitting on the table who was concentrating on gnawing chicken bones, and his heart was nervous: "Xiaoxiao, can you really pray for rain for Uncle Huang?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded seriously again, feeling a little sad:

[Is the emperor's eyesight not good? I have asked so many times. It's so pitiful. He is so young and he is going blind! 】

Gu Huaiyu felt a chill down his spine. Xiaoxiao was really bold. Fortunately, his father couldn't hear Xiaoxiao's voice, otherwise he would be so angry that he would die!