The baby prince was beaten by the emperor and ran around the palace.
Before the emperor's slap even touched the little fat boy's butt, he started wailing loudly for everyone to hear.
The little fat boy sobbed and hid in the Empress Dowager's arms, while the Emperor was so glared at by the Empress Dowager that he left in anger.
The fat baby stared blankly at his father's tall figure going away, and started chasing after him with his short legs.
The emperor was just joking, but when his son saw him leaving, he panicked and just chased after him without saying a word.
If the palace servant hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that the fat boy was chasing him.
When the emperor hurriedly turned around, he saw his youngest son running with his hands on his knees, panting.
Emperor Mingxi's eyes narrowed, and his voice was cold, "Are they all dead? Don't you know how to stop the prince?"
The palace maids knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
The little prince is now becoming more and more like His Majesty. When he gives them a look, they dare not try to persuade him.
"It's me, huh, I won't let you." The little fat boy took a breath and said quickly.
Seeing that he was still thinking about others, the emperor became even more angry. "You are the crown prince, the future emperor. If you want your subjects to die, they must die. Why are you begging for mercy for others every day?"
1002 looked at his elder brother and seemed to agree.
It is not a good thing for the little fat boy to be too kind-hearted. How can he suppress the officials without strong measures?
As for Emperor Mingxi? His Majesty is not a benevolent monarch. When it comes to others, he is an out-and-out feudal big daddy.
He values power more than anything else, and the people are just his responsibility.
He never shows mercy to those who offend the emperor.
Never.
The arrival of the little fat boy changed him and made this out-and-out tyrant step down from the throne.
"Father, don't be angry, fish! The fish ran away because it needed to exercise." The little fat boy knew how to control his father and started lying without blinking.
"Father, you are so good at pulling the bow. The fish wants to~" He is the best at acting like a spoiled child.
And he acts with confidence, as if it is that person's fault if others disagree with him.
The emperor suppressed his anger and left with his son in his arms.
"It's so fast, where's Father going?"
The emperor said nothing.
"Where are you going~" The little fat boy rubbed against his father.
"The training ground." The answer was stiff.
"Okay!" He responded foolishly.
When the army returned to the capital this time, many veteran generals also returned with Emperor Mingxi.
The emperor loves and respects the prince.
Not only did he personally teach the prince martial arts, but he also mobilized many veterans who had fought alongside him.
These soldiers all had beaming faces and showed no displeasure at teaching the prince.
The little fat boy arrived at the martial arts arena and looked at the coldly glowing weapons placed around him, and then looked at Emperor Mingxi who had changed his attire.
"Father, what are you doing?" He was a little confused, but his feet kept pacing back and forth around where the weapons were placed.
There was still anger in the emperor's eyes, but he didn't vent it on his son. "My son, don't you want to learn martial arts?"
1002 struggled desperately. "My child is only four years old. What kind of martial arts can he learn? Yan Jiyuan, you are so shameless."
No. 0 used a lightning ball to directly knock 1002 away.
"Shut up." The main system really annoyed 1002. He had lived for thousands and tens of thousands of years, and this was the only time he had gone through this experience except after the first time he was imprisoned.
The others all looked anxious and frustrated.
A blow containing the power of rules is not something 1002 can withstand at this moment.
You know, his data has not been restored yet.
The little fat boy didn't think he was incapable of practicing martial arts. He looked at the weapons without being afraid of their sharpness. Instead, he stared at them with his eyes shining.
Just like grandpa, with both hands on the waist, you are invincible!
Emperor Mingxi and the veterans were looking at him, but he was unaware of anything and just held the handle of an axe, grinning foolishly.
Emperor Mingxi and the general both paid attention to the little fat boy. The emperor thought, "He is still young, and he is very fond of personal martial arts. As an emperor, why does he need to practice martial arts?"
At worst, there is still his father standing in front of him.
He came here to let the little fat boy meet his future masters, and secondly to let the little fat boy give up.
Who knew this little fool was holding those weapons and laughing foolishly?
The veterans seldom had such close contact with the little fat baby. Looking at the prince who was as soft as the clouds in the sky, and then at Emperor Mingxi who was like a peerless sword, they were amazed. They never expected that His Majesty could give birth to such a baby.
The veterans looked at the little fat boy with shining eyes, thinking that His Highness was very brave. When those eyes as bright as stars looked at people, they were afraid that they would not be able to refuse His Highness's request.
Even looking at His Highness's admiring eyes, they all wanted to pick out their own weapons and practice with them.
Thinking of everything His Majesty had done for the young prince, the veteran generals began to ponder the assassination attempt His Majesty had encountered and the bullying he had suffered at the hands of the people of Da Chu, which was indeed fake.
How could His Majesty, who even keeps an eye on His Highness while he practices martial arts, let His Highness fall into danger?
As for the rumors outside that His Highness was kidnapped by people from Da Chu, they didn't believe it.
The Crown Prince is truly blessed with the Emperor's favor, far surpassing the rest. Didn't you see that His Majesty's whole body is no longer as cold and icy?
"Yu'er, come here and meet several masters." The emperor looked at him for a while before he got busy and spoke slowly.
The veteran generals repeatedly said they were not worthy of the honor and saluted His Highness one by one.
The little fat boy ran to the side of Emperor Mingxi, tugging at the corner of his clothes. "Is this also a Grand Secretary?"
He has only been back for a few days, and the emperor has not yet allowed him to return to the lecture hall to attend classes.
The court officials did mention it several times, saying that His Highness had neglected his studies for a long time, but His Majesty stopped them on a case-by-case basis.
Looking at the arguing courtiers, the emperor simply said, "My son has returned from suffering. What are your intentions?"
The aggrieved court officials had no choice but to shut their mouths. What was the emperor saying? He just wanted the little prince to go back to school. What was his intention?
"This is the master who will teach you martial arts in the future, and he was also my former master." The emperor looked at his youngest son and said seriously.
The almighty emperor told his sons that they were his teachers, which moved the veterans to tears.
"Hello, Master~ I am Yu'er." He is four years old now and his speech is unclear, but he has corrected it and just calls himself Yu'er out of habit.
"Your Majesty, you have honored us." The veteran generals were deeply moved and wanted to pass on their skills from the bottom of their hearts.
After meeting the veterans, the emperor took the little fat boy's hand and left.
The emperor lowered his eyebrows and the gentle sunlight shone on his face, outlining a golden edge for his angular face.
"My son, do you know the art of being an emperor?"
"Like just now?"
"He is truly wise. As an emperor, even the slightest difference can make his subjects swear all over him. My son, remember that a little bit of kindness is rewarded, a little bit of hatred is resentful. Most kings are high and mighty in their relationship with their subjects, but they are not stingy either."
The little fat boy seemed to understand but not quite. He just held his father's hand and walked slowly. "I don't understand now, but I have my father."
Emperor Mingxi looked at him but smiled without saying anything.
Different from the warm atmosphere in the palace, an old man was leaning on a crutch, looking at the tall city gate, with determination flashing in his eyes.
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