Even though the court officials were unwilling to believe what the little prince said, they still took action under the high pressure from the emperor.
Unlike their reluctance, the people of Dazhao were very happy when they heard that it was the fat boy who said there was a natural disaster.
Everyone was full of energy and their work was more effective than an imperial edict.
They know the abilities of the little god. If they don’t believe in the little god, who can they believe in?
Because he didn't know what kind of natural disaster it was, the emperor had to make every possible effort.
The counties and prefectures did not lock their doors at night, and there were people patrolling the streets at all times. When there was any movement, they would beat drums and gongs to make sure everyone was aware of it.
The merchants of Dazhao also tried their best to purchase grain, and accepted it even at several times the premium.
They are serving the royal family.
The huge influx of silver made the people of the other two countries smile from ear to ear.
The little fat boy also begged the emperor to inform the other two countries, but Mobei and Da Chu did not dare to say it openly.
Those who secretly mocked Dazhao were crazy to listen to the nonsense of a four-year-old baby.
What a little god, he really knows how to flatter himself.
Telling them is also intended to cause unrest in their country.
Humph, Sima Zhao’s intention is really known to everyone!
This went on for more than ten days, and there was no sign of natural disaster.
The voices in the court were growing louder and louder.
If they were not afraid of losing their heads, there would be people kneeling every day, begging Your Majesty to revoke the order.
This kind of waste of time and money should not be continued.
Wherever the little fat boy went, people would look at him with confused eyes.
He had no choice but to remain silent.
It's not resentment, but fear, fear of the impending natural disaster.
In the little fat boy's ears, the wailing voice that had not been heard for a long time was calling for help again.
He asked her every day where it hurt and why it hurt.
But she just kept repeating, "It hurts so much."
The fat baby didn't want to tell Ding Ding because he could feel Ding Ding's weakness.
Don't get hurt by fish anymore.
When Emperor Mingxi issued decrees under great pressure, the little fat boy also tried his best to do it.
He found the gold and silver he had hidden everywhere and smiled for the first time.
As I walked lightly to find my father, I heard his furious voice: "Why don't you sit on the throne? Why should I be the emperor?"
"I dare not, but Your Majesty, time has passed so long and the people are suffering terribly. I fear that this would be a betrayal of Your Majesty's wisdom."
The sound of kneeling in unison.
"Why should I need a reputation for virtue? If you have any complaints, you can tell me."
Endless chill.
The little fat boy's smile froze on his face, and the gold in his hand fell to the ground. He lowered his head and slowly picked it up.
When he looked up again, the sadness was no longer on his face.
When the small figure walked through the crowd and walked towards the lofty dragon throne, everyone felt a palpitation in their hearts.
How much did the prince hear?
When the emperor saw the child coming, he suppressed his emotions and asked him in a low voice: "What's wrong with my son?"
The little fat boy hugged the emperor's arm and said, "Father, let's stop here. Yu'er doesn't want you to suffer any injustice."
He thought really simply.
If no one believes him, then so be it. He has heard others cursing his father.
Emperor Mingxi stroked his cheek and whispered, "My son, what are you doing? Smile. I will do my best to fulfill your wish."
How could he not see the hope in his son's eyes?
When children speak, they think their voices are very low.
But in fact, everyone heard it clearly.
Immediately, they all lowered their heads, filled with shame.
As ministers, they were overstepping their authority by doing this, but seeing the complaints growing, His Majesty did not revoke his order.
Isn't this just going to lead to gossip?
There should be a limit to spoiling children.
"Son, stop shaking. It will make you uncomfortable." 1002 felt very distressed.
The little fat boy wanted to ask the fish when the sound came from. Could he tell the fish?
Don’t let my father suffer any injustice, I can’t bear it.
Even for an emperor like my eldest brother, it is not possible to go against everyone.
1002 knows this deeply.
When he occasionally flew around, he watched everyone go from being full of energy at the beginning to being extremely perfunctory.
Some people even maliciously slandered his children.
1002 Even after silencing that person, I still don’t feel relieved.
He has no conscience and no bottom line. He doesn't feel anything even if everyone here dies.
He didn't know how many planets he had seen destroyed.
1002 thought that if things got out of hand here, he would take his son and elder brother away.
The palace is better, as they are all the most loyal supporters of the little fat boy, and almost all of the little fat boy’s future team members are in the palace.
They all worked hard to carry out His Majesty's orders and took the little fat boy's words as their guiding principle.
Mid-May.
The little fat boy sat on an open ground, watching his father handle government affairs.
The emperor always granted him requests, and the little fat boy did whatever he was told to do.
The fat boy asked him to live here, so he built a shed and moved in.
Emperor Mingxi has always been picky. As an emperor, he wants the best food, clothing and other necessities. Otherwise, what is the point of being an emperor?
Now he is content with just a table and a chair.
Every gesture he made exuded the demeanor of an emperor.
There were many people here. Xie Ruyi hid from Emperor Mingxi and slowly squatted over: "Baby, we are all here."
Xie Ruyi really admires the ice maker very much, and he seems to be fighting against the entire Dazhao with his own strength.
And not falling behind.
The emperor had to carry out something that no one in Dazhao agreed with.
He is a true feudal daddy, no doubt about it.
They have little influence and can only support their children in their own way.
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