Chapter 497 I Don’t Want to Be the Emperor
A pair of gentle hands picked up Xiao Jiuer, and the little girl blinked her big round eyes, "Anai, is that me?"
Luo Qiuyue smiled and kissed her little face, "Xiaobao, who else could it be besides you? Of course it's you!"
"Ah???" Little Jiu'er's round eyes widened even wider, and her chubby little hand pointed at herself, "I, I, I, what am I supposed to be the emperor for?"
Wu Pinghou and others standing nearby burst into laughter. "It seems our little empress still hasn't figured out what's going on!"
"Dayu needs a new emperor. Xiao Jiuer, you are of the Xiao family bloodline, and everyone thinks you are the most suitable person to be the emperor!"
"Not suitable, not suitable!" Little Jiuer shook her head, "Not suitable at all!"
The little girl's voice was so sweet and recognizable that the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down and all looked over.
Ye Buwei smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu'er, you are a descendant of the previous emperor, so you are the emperor by right."
"Brain...you you you..." Little Jiuer waved her hands and stammered, "I, I'm telling you, this is not right!"
"I'm still a baby, how can I be the emperor? Being the emperor is the job of the rich, the rich can't be lazy!"
Ye Buwei on the city wall smiled gently and said, "Xiaobao, are you trying to say that you don't want to be the emperor?"
"That's right!" The little girl pouted her pink lips. "Don't you like me? You decide such a big thing on your own? Humph! I'm angry first!"
After saying that, he turned his little head to the side, hugged himself with his little fleshy hands, and pouted his little mouth to the sky.
Everyone inexplicably wanted to laugh, but did not dare to laugh out loud.
"It's okay, at least she didn't cry this time." Everyone chuckled.
The villagers of Heihe Village were not surprised at all by Xiaotuanzi's reaction. After all, when they asked the little boy to be the head of the village, he not only refused but also cried anxiously.
If you want a baby to become an emperor, you have to coax him.
Ye Buwei naturally understood this truth.
"Xiaobao, the reason I didn't discuss this with you is because you are the destined empress. There is no one in this world more suitable for this position than you."
The little dumpling continued to huff, his cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish, "Yes, it's you! I want to brain you and make you the emperor!"
Luo Qiuyue pinched the little dumpling's chubby face and said softly, "Xiaobao, your brain is hurting him. His eyes haven't recovered yet! If he becomes the emperor, how will he have time to practice martial arts? Don't look at him acting like nothing happened on weekdays. In fact, he often falls when he walks at night."
"Huh?" Little Jiuer turned around immediately, her face full of surprise, "Zun Da?"
"Of course it's true!" Luo Qiuyue leaned close to Xiao Jiuer's ear, "Grandma, let me tell you a secret. When he got up to go to the bathroom last night, he fell flat on his face!"
"Ah?" The pity and heartache on the little dumpling's face were about to overflow, and his mouth pursed, "Nonsense, he's so pitiful!"
"Isn't it just pitiful?" Luo Qiuyue felt guilty and didn't dare to look into the little boy's big, watery eyes. "You two have such a good relationship, so it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor, right? Just think of it as helping him."
"Yes... yes..." Little Dumpling struggled fiercely in his heart, "I'm only three years old!"
Don’t you feel guilty about letting a three-year-old baby become emperor?
The villagers crowded over and said in unison:
"Master Xiaojiu, three years old is old enough!"
"As the saying goes, a child's character is revealed at the age of three! A three-year-old child has already been shaped! A three-year-old child is actually already a little adult! In Heihe City, children over three years old are already going to school!"
"Why do you think you are lying to me?" Little Dumpling looked doubtful.
"How dare we lie to Master Xiaojiu?"
"Master Xiaojiu was only two years old when he became the village head! But you led Black River City to great heights! So three years old is enough to become the emperor!"
"That makes sense!" Wang Changyang nodded. "Xiao Jiu'er, as the saying goes, 'A man of ambition knows no age, but a man without ambition lives a hundred years in vain!' God has given you supernatural powers, how could you waste them? With your abilities, becoming emperor at the age of one wouldn't be a problem."
"That's right!" the villagers echoed, "Master Xiaojiu should become emperor. We support him ten thousand times!"
The women's faces were filled with hope. "Master Xiaojiu, for the sake of all the women in the world, you should become the empress! Whether women can live with pride depends on you, Master Xiaojiu!"
Everyone looked at her reverently.
Little Jiuer blinked her big eyes and asked, "What are the benefits of being an emperor?"
"There's no benefit at all! Just look at what happened to me!" The beaten emperor lay on the ground, trembling with anger. "Don't be complacent! They just want to use you. When the day comes when you are no longer useful, they will abandon you like a worn-out shoe!"
"Stop it! Who told you to talk?" The villagers stuffed a rag into his mouth. "You ended up like this because you're immoral, irresponsible, and have done all sorts of bad things. You deserve it!"
Xiao Jiuer nodded in agreement, "I missed the work and missed the wear!"
No one understood what he meant, and all looked at Xiao Jiu'er with a smile, "Master Xiao Jiu, there are so many benefits to being an emperor. Throughout history, how many people have fought for the throne and suffered bloodshed? If the throne is not good, why would they fight for it? They are not stupid!"
"They are so stupid!" Little Dumpling grinned and giggled. "Being an emperor, he gets up earlier than a chicken and stays up later than a dog. How pitiful!"
"This..." Everyone was speechless for a moment.
For Xiao Jiuer, sleeping is a big deal. Isn't it pitiful that the emperor gets up early and goes to bed late?
The old ministers finally found an opportunity to speak, "Ahem, Princess Jiu'er is right. The emperor has to attend the morning court before dawn and review memorials at night. It's really not easy!"
"That was in the past!" Wang Changyang glared, "Rules are made by people! If Xiao Jiuer becomes the emperor, the morning court time will be changed!"
"Ah? When will it be changed?"
The old ministers looked as if they had seen a ghost.
You should know that this imperial tutor of three dynasties had yelled and scolded three emperors in the Golden Palace, just because the emperor was a little late for the morning court session!
"Of course, I'll change it to after Xiao Jiuer has had enough sleep!"
"Review and revise memorials!"
"Xiao Jiu'er only needs to give some advice, there's no need for Xiao Jiu'er to review it personally!"
Veteran ministers: “…”
It was like a knife stabbing my butt. It really opened my eyes!
This is the first time I see the throne is so worthless that people are begging for someone to sit on it!
"Xiao Jiuer, just tell me, what do you want us to do in order for you to be the emperor? Just tell us what you want, and we will agree to it!" Wang Changyang smiled brightly.
"Can I make requests?" Xiao Jiuer suddenly perked up, her eyes sparkling. "Agree to everything?"
"All agreed!" Wang Changyang said affirmatively, "I'll make this decision today!"
Xiao Jiuer laughed happily, "I don't want to go to school! I don't want to write! I don't want to read! I don't want to do homework!"
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