Chapter 239 Do you want to be the emperor?
Ye Buwei thought he had heard wrongly.
"Xiao Jiuer, what did you say?"
Xiaotuanzi: Don’t I understand clearly?
Xiaotuanzi decided to ask in a more direct way.
"Brain bag, do you want to be the emperor?"
Ye Buwei stumbled.
"Xiaobao..."
Can these words be said casually?
Little Dumpling patted Ye Buwei's head and said, "Head, answer me!"
Ye Buwei took the little girl off his neck and held her in his arms, and the two looked into each other's eyes.
Ye Buwei said solemnly: "Xiaobao, don't say these words again in the future."
"Why?" The little dumpling blinked his big round eyes.
Ye Buwei sighed softly, "Because Naobao doesn't want to rebel, nor does he want to be emperor."
If he wanted to do these things, he would have done them twenty years ago.
"What the hell!" Little Dumpling also sighed, feeling a little regretful. "But, my brain is the best brain, worthy of being the emperor!"
Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different races?
You have to have ambition, bro!
With so many loyal followers, it would be a shame if you didn't rebel!
Ye Buwei was stunned. "Xiao Jiuer, why do you say that? Do you know something?"
Little Dumpling opened his eyes wide, his face confused, "What is Chicken Road?"
Ye Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.
He doesn't want more people to know his identity.
Ye Buwei kissed her little face and said, "Xiaobao, Naobao just wants to be an ordinary person and live a peaceful life in Heihe Village."
"Okay!" Little Dumpling nodded.
At this time, Zhao Xingjian came over.
The little girl's eyes lit up and she waved at him, "Fuji, give me a hug!"
Ye Buwei's arms felt empty, and the little girl excitedly crawled into Zhao Xingjian's arms.
The little dumpling covered his mouth with his chubby little hands and whispered, "Fuji, do you want to rebel?"
Zhao Xingjian stumbled.
He looked surprised and flustered.
His eyes were as big as bells.
Open your mouth into an O.
"Xiao Jiuer, you you you..."
Do you have the ability to read minds?
How could I express this outrageous idea that had just occurred to me?
Could it be that Xiao Jiuer knew that Dayu Dynasty was doomed?
Little Dumpling: "Wo wo wo... Wo Bu Sou!"
The Master's reaction was too scary.
Zhao Xingjian: "No! Keep talking!"
Little Dumpling: "Is my husband going to be the emperor?"
Zhao Xingjian's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"Bao!" Zhao Xingjian's heart was pounding. "It's no use asking the Master about this. You should ask Brainbag!"
The person who should be the emperor should be the regent!
"I don't want to do that!" Little Dumpling shook his head helplessly.
Zhao Xingjian glanced at Ye Buwei and said, "It's just that the time has not come yet! He will have to face this matter sooner or later!"
Zhao Xingjian dreamed of the Regent coming to Beijing.
He had been familiar with history books since childhood and knew that the change of dynasties was inevitable.
Daewoo Dynasty is completely rotten, and its collapse is only a matter of time.
Looking at the whole world, there is no one more suitable than the regent to end this extremely foolish dynasty.
"Okay!" Xiao Jiuer seemed to be thinking about something.
In that case, there’s no need to mention this iron mine!
After all, private mining of iron ore in the Daewoo Dynasty was not allowed and could only belong to the imperial court.
She didn't want to let this incompetent and evil imperial court get away with anything.
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After arriving at the destination, the villagers were busy clearing wasteland, digging holes, and planting trees.
The dolls were not idle either.
The older children fetched water from the canal to water the trees they had planted yesterday.
The smaller children played in groups of three or five, digging holes in the earth.
The little babies lay in the basket, babbling in the sun, sucking their fingers and gnawing on their feet.
From time to time, the barking of dogs could be heard from the depths of Wild Bear Ridge. The villagers stopped and looked inside. "The prey is coming again, and this time they've brought hunting dogs with them."
The village head snorted coldly: "That's just nonsense! It's the busy time for spring plowing. Instead of staying home to farm, they're hanging around in the mountains, missing the spring plowing. They'll starve to death when the time comes!"
"Why do we need to wait until then?" Ye Yanping said, "Wild Bear Ridge isn't easy to enter. If you're unlucky and run into a ferocious beast, you could lose your life in a heartbeat."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint cry for help from the forest, and soon after, everything returned to silence.
"Is he dead?" The villagers were horrified when they heard this.
Thinking about how I entered Wild Bear Ridge empty-handed yesterday, I felt a little scared.
But the strange thing is that not only did they not encounter any danger yesterday, they also brought home a lot of fresh wild vegetables, enough to eat for many days.
"Nine out of ten, they're dead." Ye Yanping said, "So we were really lucky yesterday. Apart from the familiar pack of wolves, we didn't encounter any other wild animals."
"How can it be called good luck?" The villagers laughed and looked at the little dumpling at the same time.
"As long as Master Xiaojiu is here, our luck will be good."
Little Dumpling is digging a hole with his friends: ???
What are you talking about?
I didn’t do anything!
The villagers looked at the small figure and felt extremely at ease.
"It turns out that Master Xiaojiu has been silently protecting us!"
"That's right, otherwise we would have lost our lives yesterday!"
The villagers were so moved that their eyes were filled with tears, and Little Tuanzi felt guilty.
I really didn’t do anything!
Forget it, let’s treat them to a good meal to make up for it!
Little Dumpling came to the canal and shouted, "Ding ding, there are so many fish!"
"Sister, where are the fish?"
Xiaowen and Xiaowu ran over and saw many jumping fish swimming down from upstream.
"Wow!"
"Come on! There are so many fish!"
The dolls crawled away and ran over.
This scene seems familiar. Last year, I suddenly found a lot of fish in the reservoir.
The dolls looked at Xiao Jiuer and smiled at each other knowingly.
The canal was steep, and the fish appeared before our eyes in the blink of an eye.
"Get the bucket!"
"The fish is going to swim down!"
The dolls were in a panic.
Little Tuanzi waved his hand, and a medium-sized stone blocked the canal, blocking the fish's way.
The children laughed so hard that they couldn't stop. They picked up buckets and baskets and started to catch fish.
After all the fish were packed, Xiao Jiuer looked at the children who kept swallowing their saliva and gave orders like a little boss, "Grilled fish seven!"
At this moment, the villagers digging the pit exclaimed, "Everyone come and see, we dug up a big stone with words on it!"
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