No father in the world wants his child to go hungry. The emperor, with his impressive and handsome face, held his son in his arms and asked others, "Where can I make money?"
He learns quickly, although his speech is still flowery.
The person he called out was stunned for a moment, thinking that Emperor Mingxi was making a short video and joking, so he cheerfully replied, "Moving bricks!"
Emperor Mingxi had no doubts and took his son with him to ask questions everywhere.
He was lucky enough to find a way to make a living.
The contractor looked the emperor up and down for a long time before saying, "He needs to be strong and able to endure hardships."
The implication is that you don't look very good.
Emperor Mingxi handed his son forward without saying a word. The chubby baby was very cute.
The contractor subconsciously reached out to take it, but stumbled and almost fell to his knees.
He struggled to pick up the little fat boy, but the emperor said calmly, "I carried him for three hours."
Great efforts can bring about miracles. The brick mover and Emperor Mingxi appear in grand style.
The fat baby was so silly that he didn't know that his father was using him as a weighing tool, and he was just playing with his fat carrot fingers.
On the first day of moving bricks, I let my son eat a full meal first.
Emperor Mingxi received two lunch boxes and gave them both to his son, letting the little fat boy eat them, and he bought all the leftovers.
Working on the construction site requires a lot of oil and water, the lunch boxes are good, and each person has a big chicken drumstick.
The little fat boy unceremoniously grabbed two big chicken legs to make up one portion. The emperor naturally took the other portion, but the fat baby tightly grabbed the portion that was full of vegetable leaves.
"Father, father, this one."
Emperor Mingxi was stunned. He opened his mouth and looked around.
The palace people who were also carrying bricks were eating with big mouthfuls, and they put the meat into their mouths with great care.
No one knows a son better than his father. The emperor knows that the little guy is worried about him.
But the emperor loves his own child more. He has been pampered and dressed in fine clothes since birth, so how could he be so sensible and well-behaved?
He didn't want his son to be well-behaved. He would rather he had eaten all the food at this moment, and then he ordered his son to eat more.
But he said father, father, eat.
Language was too poor at this time, so Emperor Mingxi chose to remain silent.
He just used chopsticks to tear the meat apart bit by bit, and the two of them took turns eating a little, finishing the lunch box completely.
The chubby baby was so adorable. After a while, the contractor brought another box of food. When he opened it, he saw three big chicken legs.
The emperor raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I didn't expect that I would really rely on Your Highness for support."
Hearing the compliment, the little fat boy naturally would not ignore it. He nodded heavily and patted his chest: "Fish~"
Please do not doubt the ability of a top-level succubus.
Emperor Mingxi worked moving bricks until nine o'clock in the evening. He received the agreed daily wages, and the contractor also gave him a big red envelope, saying it was New Year's money for the little fat boy.
The extremely lovable chubby baby was praised a lot immediately, but his speech was unclear and he babbled when he couldn't speak, but it was not a big deal.
Anyway, when the emperor saw the contractor walking away with a smile on his face, it seemed that he had been poisoned by his son.
"What do you want to eat?"
The construction site was dangerous, so the fat baby wore a safety helmet and hid inside, staring at his father without blinking.
He watched his father like this for the whole afternoon, without getting tired.
The baby couldn't wear the adult helmet, but because of the flesh on his face, it got stuck.
The light yellow hat on the little guy inexplicably reminded Emperor Mingxi of a duckling.
"BBQ~"
Emperor Mingxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Tenderness flashed across his eyes. He leaned over and took his son away. "Where did you learn that?"
"I heard it!"
"oh?"
"Barbecue smells good, slurp slurp." It's amazing that the fat son with slurred speech could say barbecue so clearly. I guess he must have practiced it many times in his mind.
Our bodies and hair are from our parents.
The emperor knew that they would return to Dazhao one day, so they both tied their hair up.
Out of a sense of bad taste, the little fat boy tied two buns of hair.
The emperor doesn’t care whether his son likes it or not, he likes it anyway.
The moonlight is like water, the street lights are dim, and the lights seem to favor them, illuminating the road ahead inch by inch.
When it fell on them, the ends of their hair and their bodies were soaked in light, their skin was fair, their expressions were wanton and lazy, and they were as beautiful as a painting.
The man standing on the overpass holding a camera took a picture and captured the beauty at that moment.
He looked at the photo, his gaze suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, and he walked down the overpass carrying the camera.
"Brothers in front, wait for me!" Wen Qing ran all the way, waving his hands.
But the object he was looking for was walking very fast, if it weren't for the little fat boy looking at a wild flower by the roadside and shouting that he wanted it.
I'm afraid the emperor has already disappeared.
Hearing the voice, the father and son turned sideways at the same time. At that moment, Wen Qing felt like he was electrocuted.
His inspiration surged up and his face flushed red.
That's it!
Emperor Mingxi leaned over and picked up his son, looking at Wen Qing with an inquiring gaze: "What do you want to do?"
He had already found out that the people here did not know martial arts.
This means that he is able to protect his children even without a position of power.
Wen Qing looked from the big one to the small one, clenched his fists and shouted, "After searching high and low for something, I finally found it without any effort!"
These are the Emperor Mingxi and Emperor Jingyao in his mind.
There are very few descriptions of the father and son's childhood interactions in historical books, but Wen Qing captured a father's deepest love from those few words.
He ignored all objections and sought investment from everywhere, wanting to make a family-oriented movie about the two great brothers of Dazhao.
When people first heard about such an unpopular topic, they thought it had no chance, and some even tried to persuade them earnestly.
Wen Qing was determined. He had a happy family and could naturally understand how much Emperor Mingxi loved his children.
History books don’t focus much on this, so he wants to see the light in the details!
For this idea, Wen Qing mortgaged his house and car obsessively.
When everything was ready, he realized that he was missing the most important thing - who to find to act?
In the entertainment industry, people are either too mechanical, too old, or their image doesn't match.
It should be noted that it is clearly written in history books that Emperor Mingxi was over 1.9 meters tall, with a graceful figure and a majestic appearance like a god.
Where could he find such a man?
Seeing that everything was going to be in vain, in order to relieve his depression, he carried a camera to record the beauty of life.
But he accidentally met the father and son, who were simply the chosen ones by heaven: Emperor Mingxi and Emperor Jingyao!
Wen Qing tried his best to control his excitement and took out his business card: "Hello, please take a look."
The emperor took a quick glance and found that he did not recognize the word.
Perhaps seeing that he was silent, Wen Qing introduced himself in detail again, but Emperor Mingxi interrupted him: "Purpose."
"Would you consider playing the role of Emperor Mingxi? Your son played Emperor Jingyao, and there are very few records of him in history books. I really want the world to see the relationship between them..."
The emperor heard nothing, oh, he only heard three words.
Emperor Jingyao.
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