People stared at the little fat boy without saying a word.
The little fat boy was a little nervous. If he had known earlier, he should have studied hard!
I want to talk to everyone, but I can't say anything.
The fat baby pouted and looked at the emperor eagerly. Emperor Mingxi raised the corner of his mouth and motioned him to look again.
The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and then the sound shook the world.
"Long live His Highness, long live His Highness, long live His Highness!"
Long live the emperor! (Idiom, not a mistake)
1002 watched as the emotions continued to pour in, and the life span of the little fat cub increased rapidly.
It didn't stop until the little fat boy was ten years old.
1002 looked at the little fat cub proudly, tears turning into a waterfall: "Baby, you are really great. You have been working hard to complete the missions and support yourself. You are the best host I have ever taken care of."
The little fat boy was embarrassed by the praise and kept asking to stand up with his face red.
He just did what he should do and said what he should say.
Why are people so grateful?
The fat baby doesn’t know that it’s because he has a unique and innocent heart.
He helps others not out of pity or sympathy, but by treating others as equals.
This is extremely contradictory to his identity.
But the emperor never thought of correcting it.
Even though he couldn't understand it, he always taught him the ways of the emperor.
But when the little fat boy really wanted to do it, the emperor never refused.
"Your Highness, thanks to you, my wife gave birth to a big fat girl yesterday!"
"Little Immortal, since you and His Majesty have arrived, the fish stalls have all had new owners. In the past, renting a boat would have cost at least 40 wen! A good black-sailed boat would have been 120 wen. My father and I would go out to sea together, selling fish to the fish stalls, and after deductions, we only made 30 wen, barely enough to support our wife and children. But since Your Majesty has arrived, renting boats has become cheaper. The fish stalls no longer undercut their prices."
In the past, there was no choice. The people in the fish stalls and fish shops were all united. If you didn't rent a boat, if you wanted to go out to sea on your own, the boat would probably drift away in the middle of the night.
If you don't sell your catch to the fish market, it will rot in your hands.
The emperor was a little angry when he heard this.
He had taken action to rectify this. Unfortunately, the emperor was far away and the people here had too much influence.
"Yes, now I have hope for the future. I really hope the little fairy can come to Quanzhou every year!"
"I want to live longer, so that when His Highness ascends the throne, I can live in the blue brick house that His Highness builds!"
People expressed their aspirations one by one.
The little fat boy blinked as he sensed all sorts of emotions.
It's hard to be an emperor.
But I am really happy to see that the people can have enough food and warm clothes.
The little fat boy thought that he understood more and more what it meant to be an emperor.
Maybe that is different from what the Grand Secretaries said, but it doesn’t matter, Daddy and Yu’er are the emperors.
It’s not the Grand Secretary who becomes the emperor.
Little Fatty remembers that when these people first came out, they were numb, stiff and in pain.
But if you just give them a little food so that they can support themselves and find the meaning of existence, they will grow like weeds in the wind.
The little fat boy remembered that No. 0 always said that humans are shining stars.
He thought he also saw that shining soul.
Brighter than a fish.
They are pure and simple. Although they don’t live a rich life, they remember to be grateful.
The little fat boy looked at Dazhu's cracked and frostbitten hands, then looked at his own white and tender hands, and he felt a little sad.
If fish lived here, could they survive?
1002 pounced on him and pinched his cheek. "What are you thinking about? As long as the human species has existed, there has been no hierarchy. Even when they were still in primitive society, there were already different levels of hierarchy! What are you feeling guilty about, baby? Just think about it and work hard to do it."
1002 tapped the little fat boy's head unhappily: "Don't think about this, four-year-old baby. Do you know what feudalism is?"
The little fat boy shook his head and looked at the worried 1002. He secretly pulled 1002's newly grown hand and said, "Don't be angry, fat boy."
1002's pent-up anger burst like a balloon.
He had no way to deal with the little fat boy.
"Hello, big fat girl~"
"You survived on your own."
There are some things that the little fat boy doesn’t understand, but he will choose to respond to those that he can understand.
Emperor Mingxi was watching him from the side, seeing him responding calmly and gracefully.
In the eyes of the people, the emperor became a foil.
No emperor would allow such a thing to happen.
But he loves his son dearly.
As a feudal father, in the past, if someone wanted to encroach on his power, he would kill him with a single blow.
The little fat boy talked to the people and his mouth became dry.
"Dad and Mom, this is more tiring than studying!" The emperor carried the little fat baby on his back.
The little fat boy was so lazy that he didn't even hold the emperor in his arms.
Emperor Mingxi supported his back with one hand and his buttocks with the other.
Only His Majesty would be willing to bear such a heavy burden.
"How long have you been studying?" The emperor sneered. How dare someone who skipped school every day say that?
The little fat boy blushed and quickly changed the subject: "Mom, I want to fly~"
He kept changing his address, but the emperor didn't react at all.
But when others heard this, their jaws almost dropped.
Look at the six-foot-tall (over 1.9 meters) emperor, and then look at his handsome face that looks as if it were carved by a knife.
What does this have to do with my mother?
Everyone was flirting with each other, but the emperor was too lazy to pay attention.
What does it matter if you are called mother a few times?
If only his child would stop crying.
Among the group, only Xie Ruyi had a gloomy expression, as if he had some guesses.
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