The fat boy, who didn't know that someone was trying hard to recruit people for him, was waiting for Master He in the side hall.
The fat baby who fishes for three days and slacks off for two days has deeply realized the fact that he has not read much.
When Mr. He offered to let him take a two-month leave of absence from school, the fat boy took the initiative to ask to study.
Master He was shocked and delighted, and hurriedly packed up his things and went into the palace.
The imperial palace is magnificent and vast. Although part of it has collapsed, one can still see its former splendor.
The palace servants came and went like flowing water, doing their work in an orderly manner.
Master He nodded secretly, feeling very fortunate to be the little fat boy's teacher.
If it weren't for the little prince, Dazhao wouldn't be able to be so calm right now.
Before passing a ruin, Master He looked at the person who was obviously different from the maid and asked Jiang Yuanxing, who was leading the way, "Is this the queen?"
She is reclaiming the wasteland, doing it herself without relying on others.
A look of emotion appeared on Master He's face. The queen of a country was plowing the fields herself.
No wonder she could give birth to a child like that.
Jiang Yuanxing's eyes darkened, and he whispered, "Master He, I'm afraid His Highness is getting impatient waiting."
Master He realized that Jiang Yuanxing didn't want to say more, so he didn't think about it too much.
It's just that the queen's body is worth a thousand gold and the ministers are not allowed to talk about it.
The little fat boy held onto the palace door and looked outside with his head tilted up.
He is a studious and hardworking fish.
It's definitely not for the ice cream reward from Night Ding Ding~
The little fat boy wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Ice cream, bah, bah, bah, come here, Master He!"
Seeing Jiang Banban leading people over, the little fat boy struggled to climb over the threshold and ran towards Master He excitedly: "Master~"
The little fat boy has reached the pinnacle of acting coquettishly and foolishly.
With a soft voice and a big smile, even the cold-blooded and moody emperor couldn't stand the little fat boy's coquettishness, let alone Master He?
"Your Highness!" He Yao missed the little prince very much after not seeing him for many days.
Looking at the little guy raising his hands and asking him to hold him, Master He bent down and wanted to pick him up.
Jiang Yuanxing lowered his head.
The guards standing in front of the hall also lowered their heads.
He Yao hugged him and lifted him up, but the little fat boy stood still as a mountain.
He Yao rolled up his sleeves, concentrated his Qi into his Dantian, and the little fat boy tilted his head: "Hug!"
Master He fell silent. He was a scholar, but he was not a frail person, otherwise how could he travel around the countries.
But the little prince, he, he is solid. (With his stuff, he weighs several hundred pounds, but otherwise he can still hold him just like Doctor Zhao.)
Master He's old face turned red. Seeing that everyone lowered their heads, he secretly felt lucky that no one saw this scene.
He bent down and patted the little fat boy's shoulder: "My waist has been injured these days, so I can't hold you."
The little fat boy had no doubts. He lowered his raised hand with a hint of worry on his face. "Then you have to take good care of your injuries. Father is injured here too."
Master He coughed lightly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
The little fat boy turned around behind him and asked: "Where is He Yu?"
Speaking of this, Master He was also a little surprised. He Yu hadn't locked himself in the shed to do arithmetic problems these days.
He ran out every day with a book in his hand.
I kept repeating to myself that I was looking for a soulmate among the mountains and flowing waters, and I would never embarrass my soulmate.
His face still had a hint of enthusiasm at times, and Mr. He thought he was just confused by the arithmetic problems.
After worrying for two days, I saw that he was normal, so I stopped caring about it.
"He has been running out these days."
Master He was still worried that the little fat boy would ask more questions, after all, he couldn't explain it clearly.
The little fat boy breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Master He inside.
He was also a little afraid of He Yu. After all, fish can get tired, thirsty, and hungry.
But my brother forgot everything because he was busy doing his homework.
So scary!
He wants, uh, moderation, moderation.
"Relax and work hard in moderation." The main system reminded him.
The little fat boy chuckled: "It's the same!"
Master He lectured the little fellow on the Analects of Confucius for half an hour, and saw that the little fat boy's eyes were blinking, and he seemed to be falling asleep.
Then he tapped his head with the scroll and said, "That's all for today's lesson."
Some of the sleepy little fat kids cheered: "Great, I know how to do it now."
Mr. He watched him with a smile as he gulped down the water, then opened his mouth wide to swallow a few pieces of cake.
"Use less."
Looking at the little guy's chubby face and round body, it looks like several balls put together.
Although it is extremely cute, it is not good for the little ones if they eat too much.
Upon hearing this, the little fat boy put down the half-eaten cake in his hand and said weakly, "Grandma said that the fish is thin and needs to eat more."
His eyes looked longingly at the unfinished pastries on the plate.
Then he looked at Master He pitifully.
He Yao seemed to see a puppy shaking its ears and wagging its tail.
"Indeed, Your Highness has lost weight."
Mr. He, his resistance to cute things is also zero.
He seemed to have forgotten who was standing at the temple gate, unable to even hold the solid little fat baby.
After a short rest, Mr. He asked the little fat boy to review the content of the class again.
Sitting down slightly lower beside him, he asked, "I heard that Your Highness wants to sell treasures to benefit the people?"
Master He was not a nosy person. On weekdays, he would basically not talk about anything else except the contents of books and teaching his disciples.
I actually asked about this today.
Speaking of this, the little fat boy began to talk non-stop: "It's a treasure, a very good treasure. Father said that everyone will scramble to get it..."
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