Why does His Majesty think so?
Even the unruly emperor, who did not believe in gods and Buddhas, was happy to thank the gods for giving him a big fat boy.
How could I dislike my son being fat?
It's a pity that such a beautiful misunderstanding occurred due to language barriers.
The silly baby leaned on his father's hand miserably, pecking at the fruit slowly.
I want to eat meat~
He cried out after taking a bite. The emperor thought he liked it very much, so he winked and asked the secret guards to collect more of this fruit.
The truly wise, powerful and extraordinary emperor has really spoiled his children.
He was raised since he was young, and when he ate, he was either fed by Emperor Mingxi or held by the Empress Dowager.
If the little fat boy wasn't of good family background and very well behaved, he would probably have turned out to be a troublemaker.
But the little fat boy is diligent and sensible, but he will not show it in front of his father.
Even though he has become stupid, he still has to rely on Emperor Mingxi for food. He is really spoiled.
Where is Your Majesty?
hehe.
His eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze, and he smiled as he watched the little fat bird eat and drink.
As for his son relying on him, Emperor Mingxi was more than happy to have him.
The emperor wishes he could keep his son in his arms for the rest of his life.
After his stomach was full, the little fat boy lay on his back in the palm of Emperor Mingxi, closing his eyes and enjoying his father's massage.
He is so young, yet so round.
The emperor watched in astonishment as his son ate several fruits that were bigger than himself.
He secretly demonstrated it while kneading his son's body to help him digest his food.
How did this get eaten?
The emperor didn't understand and didn't dare to stop him, so he could only help him rub his abdomen to prevent him from getting bloated from eating too much.
While rubbing it, the emperor was lost in thought about the letter sent by Changnan.
People from the Earthly Branches say that the young prince has the ability to command troops and generals (paper talk), and he can also recruit talented people (Fang Qi Xiaohua)
Emperor Mingxi was very pleased. It turned out that the disciple was better than his master. How could he understand these things at the age of three?
Even 1002 can't stand such a thick filter.
Unless his child asks him with starry eyes.
What kind of person is the emperor? What in the world could make him worry so much?
But after a while, he asked someone to deliver the memorials that had piled up over the past few days.
The court officials were very interested. After learning that he was unconscious, they sent him all kinds of greetings.
It's just a hidden meaning. The Queen may not understand it, but how could His Majesty not understand it?
It’s just that Your Majesty is used to being in power, and everything goes as he wishes, so Your Majesty is too lazy to pay attention.
But these were just the political lectures for his son. If we really talk about the way of being an emperor, how could those university scholars explain it clearly?
The kings of Mobei and Da Chu do not dare to do so, but Your Majesty does.
Your Majesty has already mastered the art of imperial strategy, where he can make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand.
He had never taught him before, but now his child has shown an interest in this area (the strange earthly branch exaggerated and said that the young prince wanted to take Changnan back. The original text only contained the conversation between the young prince and Doctor Zhao.)
How could Emperor Mingxi not teach him?
When it comes to the art of wielding power, he is the best teacher.
The secret guards brought a stack of memorials and looked at the emperor with some concern.
As the night grows darker, Your Majesty should rest early and recuperate. Shouldn't he take better care of himself now that he has a little prince?
Why are you still reading this memorial?
The emperor did not show off. He felt that his heavy body had improved a lot.
Maybe it's because I haven't seen my children for a long time, and my heart feels like a huge stone is pressing on it.
No matter how lifelike the paintings were or how comprehensive the letters were, the emperor could not hide his worries.
That was the child he raised, and he suddenly left his arms.
Emperor Mingxi could not feel at ease.
Now that he has met her, even though she is still a young bird, His Majesty feels much more relieved.
He would certainly be able to get through this, as brave as he was before, and be able to lift his son over his shoulders with ease.
"Cough cough." Emperor Mingxi coughed twice, and the silly baby with his legs up in the air twisted his body and came over.
The emperor couldn't help laughing when he saw his chubby appearance.
Trying hard to suppress the slight curl of his lips, the emperor sat upright and casually picked up a memorial to read.
Your Majesty, who holds great power, can be intimidating even if he is careless.
What's more, he was sitting on the dragon throne seriously?
The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The silly baby was never afraid of his father. He jumped twice and then stood under the table piled with memorials with a clear conscience, holding his head high and started shouting.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Father, the fish want to see.
It's so natural and so justified.
The emperor's eyes moved away from the memorial and turned into a spring breeze when they fell on him.
“Can birds understand it?”
Emperor Mingxi teased him.
"Chirp!" This is a unique nest for little birds and fish.
The memorial was originally meant for him to read, so the emperor readily placed it on the table.
The little fat boy put his head on the emperor's wrist and then fell straight down.
"啾～" Read it to me.
His Majesty didn't understand, but the little fat boy exuded the aura of "I am the master of the palace".
But that's not bad.
His Majesty's voice was usually rather cold, like the sound of crushing jade, but now it carried a touch of warmth, and the little fat boy was completely entranced by it.
"Your Majesty, may you be well." "I have heard that the Crown Prince..."
After reading a paragraph of words, the emperor's throat moved slightly, and when the little fat boy was not paying attention, he vomited a stream of blood.
The secret guards were extremely stealthy and they cleaned up the traces without making any noise, leaving behind not even a trace of blood.
The silly baby, immersed in his thoughts, didn't notice at all.
Why does this person keep asking "How is your Majesty?" "How is your Majesty?"
How strange.
They couldn't communicate, but they were connected by blood, and the little fat boy's expression was easy to guess.
Your Majesty may also understand something.
"He doesn't believe that I'm unconscious and wants to visit me every day." The emperor seemed to be muttering to himself.
Emperor Mingxi picked up another memorial, which was from Pei Hangqing.
He just said "Good morning, Your Highness," and reported his own work again.
Not perfunctory at all.
You know, ever since His Majesty fell into a coma, the memorials submitted have been rambling and irrelevant.
When the little fat boy heard this, he felt that it was much better than the person who had been greeting him before.
"啾" is good!
The emperor chuckled and said, "As an emperor, you should support more ministers like this. Pei Qing is pragmatic, and Xiang Qing is loyal to the emperor..."
The emperor listed many other people, all of whom had different personalities, but the emperor could use them as easily as his own arm.
He sighed again, "My son will be surrounded by many people like this in the future. I hope he can know how to use people wisely."
After hearing this, the little fat boy understood something.
Since Feitu runs fast, let him carry the fish on his back.
Mo Xiao flew high, so he was allowed to see his father first.
Oh! That father is no match for Yu'er. He lets his brothers steal from the imperial kitchen every day.
He also knows how to use people well!
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