[Hahahaha, my third brother, you made me laugh to death. I guess the last time he was in charge of the country has left a psychological trauma on him. He probably doesn’t want to review memorials in this life.]

Emperor Li sighed in his heart, "wuwuwu", it was still his imperial sister who understood him. She advised him to fold his hair and die young as an emperor.

He just wanted to live a life of idleness and wait for death, being a leisurely prince. Why couldn't such a small dream come true?

He has a very hard life.

"Go, find Taoist Master Baiyun."

Di Li stared, his heart pounding, "Why did Father suddenly look for Taoist Baiyun?"

"I heard that Baiyun has recently successfully developed a great magic spell."

The Third Prince: "What kind of magic?"

"Hair transplant."

[Lao Bai's hair transplant technology is top-notch. That is the hair transplant cream grown by Yuanqingyan. Combined with Lao Bai's top-notch techniques, it is guaranteed that hair will grow in three days.]

[If that doesn’t work, you can just wear a wig]

The third prince sat on the ground in fear, "Father, I don't want hair transplants, I want to be bald!"

"It's not up to you!"

The Third Prince: “…”

Help!

Three months later, when the big ship was about to be built, good news came from the Second Prince's Palace.

Admiral of the Nine Gates: "Second Prince, I heard that you made some wax statues there recently? Didn't we agree before that we would save enough money for the enthronement? Those wax statues you made seem to be of no use, right?"

"Uncle, you don't understand this, do you know what 'human heart' is?"

Nine-Gate Admiral:?

After serving as an official for so many years, this is the first time I have heard the word "human heart" from the Second Prince's mouth.

"As the saying goes, he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. We have everything ready, except for the east wind. As long as my father takes the lead, we will be able to ascend the throne. However, before ascending the throne, this prince still has to take it as his responsibility to win the hearts of the people."

"Does wax images have anything to do with winning people's hearts?"

"Of course there is."

The second prince said mysteriously, "Uncle, you don't know that I need the guidance of an expert to make this wax statue look like a human being. It has been specially treated and processed, so it is soft and bouncy, and looks like a real person.

You said, if we make wax statues of all the soldiers under our command in their image and put them together, so that they can be admired and worshipped by future generations and be passed down through the ages, they will definitely be excited, and with this excitement, won’t they be completely devoted to this prince?"

"Is it really such a miraculous thing? A person's appearance can be completely preserved in the form of a wax image? I am very curious about what the Second Prince said."

"What are you curious about? Come on, I'll take you to the underground palace first."

On this day, the great tyrant took Abao and Emperor Zi'an out of the palace to visit the market.

He was indeed a little bored in the palace today.

What worried him most at this time was not that the third brother did not want to be the regent, but that he suspected that the second brother wanted to rebel.

It's just a suspicion, no evidence.

But this doubt made the tyrant feel very disappointed.

Abao held a string of candied haws in his hand and licked it again and again, with sticky sugar juice hanging on the corners of his mouth.

"Dad, there's a place selling headgear. Let's go take a look."

The tyrant immediately took Abao and Di Zian over there.

As an old father who was about to leave the Tiansheng Dynasty, he planned to buy a wig for his third son.

Taoist Master Baiyun's hair transplant technology is very good, and the third child has indeed grown hair, but unfortunately, the boy has shaved his head bald again.

It seems that he is very fond of bald head recently.

You said that as an old father, he couldn't punish and execute his son just because of a few hairs.

So he thought of another way.

"Father, you have really put a lot of effort into letting my third brother govern the country." Emperor Zi'an secretly cheered for his third brother.

Fortunately, he is not the one in charge of the country, hahahaha.

He was unwilling to take that position no matter what.

Ah Bao looked around as he saw several people walking past the market. [Hey, here comes someone to question me.]

The great tyrant had just picked out a satisfactory wig for the third prince. After Emperor Zi'an paid for it, the father and son heard the joyful voice of Abao.

Both father and son were curious.

Who is so desperate that he would rush here to ask for punishment?

[Here he comes, here comes the man who is sending his head thousands of miles away! 】

The Tyrant was curiously listening to Po's inner voice, but it seemed to him that the voice was getting farther and farther away...

Turned his head and looked.

There was no trace of Po around him. The little ball had already run away.

Even the seventh brother is missing!

The Tyrant:?

He realized a very serious problem: when he took his daughter and son shopping, it was not he who abandoned the children, but the two children who abandoned him.

"Big fool."

The Tyrant:?

Looking at a person who appeared out of nowhere, there was even a black mole on his mouth with three hairs flying on it.

"Call me?" The tyrant pointed at himself.

"Yes."

The tyrant was speechless. He doesn’t look stupid, does he?

"Did your family abandon you?"

The tyrant's shrewd eyes flashed, and then he pretended to be dumb and said, "Hmm."

"I'll take you to your family, okay?"

The tyrant realized that he was being targeted by traffickers.

He felt that this businessman was somewhat sick.

What kind of vision does this businessman have?

I don't look like a fool.

"You, follow me, I guarantee you will find your family soon."

"oh."

"I'm telling you, even though you're dressed neatly, you don't look very smart. You must have some brain problems."

The Tyrant:?

"Why would anyone with a sound mind buy a wig? You're not bald."

The tyrant was speechless.

Is there a possibility that he bought it for his family?

"Have you been cooped up at home for too long and are feeling bored, so you want to go out for some fresh air? I've seen a lot of people like you. To put it nicely, you're a fool, to put it bluntly, you're a lunatic. But you're the most beautiful fool I've ever seen, and it's precisely because you're beautiful that I chose you... Oh, why am I telling you so much? You won't understand anyway."

[Dad has never met a human trafficker in his life, hahahaha]

I heard Po's voice again.

The little girl must have hidden away with the seventh brother.

[In the past, I have only heard of human vendors who sell children. This is the first time I have seen a human vendor who specifically seeks out good-looking adults to deceive them. I think this human vendor doesn’t seem very smart.]

Emperor Zi'an rolled his eyes silently.

Would a smart person look for our dad?

The tyrant was taken to a dilapidated house near the outskirts of the city.

"It is possible that my family is here?" The tyrant's face darkened.

"Whether it's here or not, you'll know if you go in and take a look. Don't be afraid, I'll take you in to look for it."

Are you trying to fool someone?

The tyrant followed the man into the deserted yard. The man knocked directly in front of the wall, and the same knocks came out from inside. It should be the secret signal for the two people to communicate.

Soon, the wall split in the middle, and it turned out to be a mechanism.