When talking about Shang Ling, even Emperor Mingxi, who was cold-hearted and treated others as cold as ice, could not help but be speechless.
It stands to reason that it is easy to change the country but difficult to change one's nature.
Even if his personality changed drastically, it must be because he had encountered some major change.
How could this number one scholar change so quickly?
In the past, in the Golden Palace, he was full of vigor and ambition, and was ready to make decisions.
Although I was a little afraid when I met the emperor, I was able to remain calm.
Seeing that he was young, not much older than Yan Huajin, and had great literary talent, the emperor appointed him as the top scholar.
It would be natural to take his children out to play.
Who knows, but the prince has been away for a few months and he has become so crazy.
If His Majesty did not know that he had openly questioned the Queen in front of the court officials on behalf of Yu'er, he would not have specifically told the little fat boy about it at this moment.
I won't use him everywhere.
Dazhao is not short of talents, but what it lacks is talents who are not loyal to Emperor Mingxi and are only loyal to the fat boy.
The little fat boy shrank his neck, thinking back to the good man who sacrificed himself bravely that day and died for the humiliation of his master.
Then he opened his eyes and looked at Master Shang, whose face was ferocious and whose madness could not be concealed even by his luxurious clothes.
There was a hint of struggle on his chubby little face, and the emperor frowned at him.
The little fat boy never stops talking until he says something shocking.
"I didn't expect Master Shang to be so powerful. I want to learn from him too!" The little fat boy stood in awe.
Thank you for saying, never too old to learn.
As the little fat boy grows into a big fat boy, he must also study hard.
Well, you have to learn how to pinch your waist and curse everyone in the world.
You also need to learn to pick up vegetable leaves from the creek.
Now I have to learn the Master’s ability to change all the time, alas!
The fish don't have it easy either.
Although I can only live to the age of six for now, this is also a way to learn until old age!
The little fat boy nodded and agreed with it.
When the emperor saw his expression change several times and he insisted on learning from Shang Ling, his face darkened.
Just as he opened his mouth to say something, he heard his fat son mumbling something.
The voice was so soft that the emperor could only lower his head slightly. He only heard: "Big Fatty, even if you are six years old, you are still big for the fish. So you should eat more in the future. You will definitely eat more than the fish. The fish are suffering from the hardship of studying because of you! Big Fatty, you..."
He chatters on and on, speaks righteously, and teaches earnestly.
What a nice little chubby teacher.
Emperor Mingxi clenched his fist several times, but in the end he thought of his young son and the fact that people around him were lining the streets to welcome him, so he couldn't bear to let him lose face.
Otherwise, the little fat kid won’t eat much with his mouth, but he will get a lot of slaps on his butt.
The army returned to the capital with great harvest.
Not only did the whole nation win over the people, but Dazhao also completely solidified its reputation as the Celestial Empire.
Now, only Mobei, Dachu, Southern Yan and other countries have retained their country names. The rest of the small countries have been incorporated into the territory of Dazhao.
The emperor declined many times, but the king of the small country kept begging him.
It was not until the fat kid discovered this that many ministers from small countries began to hesitantly ask the little guy what he meant.
They didn't dare to say it too clearly, for fear that the emperor would be furious and have them skinned, stuffed with straw, and hung on the city wall.
But facing their pleading eyes and the endless emotions.
The little fat cub's tiger body shook, and he immediately waved his fat hand, saying that the whole world belongs to King Dazhao.
The envoys were so happy that they paid their respects again and again, and secretly went to the people of Dazhao to purchase many portraits and wood carvings of little fat boys.
Who doesn’t know now that the prince’s promise is worth a thousand gold?
As long as we pass His Highness's test, even His Majesty will not offend the Crown Prince.
What's more, it is said that Emperor Da Zhao was afraid of the prince like a tiger.
When the emperor heard these rumors, he turned his head to look at his chubby son and smiled.
I am indeed afraid, and I am not wrong.
If Your Majesty were to take over the world under Dazhao at this moment, I am afraid that even the people of other countries would strongly agree.
Unfortunately, he didn't.
Emperor Mingxi defeated Mobei on the front battlefield without any chance of fighting back, and secretly caused the demise of Da Chu without a fight.
Now that he has returned to the court, Mobei and Chu will hand over all those who have rebelled against their suzerain state.
Among them were the king of Mobei and several uncles of the Chu State.
Your Majesty, holding the Crown Prince's hand and receiving the worship of the people, led the army into the capital.
Afterwards, he ordered people to parade these rebels through the streets for public viewing so that the people could vent their hatred.
There are many people from the two countries in Dazhao today. If the people in power at the time had not scoffed at the idea of natural disasters, their wives, children, husbands, parents and relatives would not have passed away.
When the imperial edict was announced to the world, people from all countries celebrated together with the people of Dazhao with great joy.
They gritted their teeth and sent His Majesty back to the capital, and then collected their weapons one by one.
In the past, when natural disasters had not yet struck, there were many wealthy families in the capital, and these shameless people were still being served rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs.
Today, most of the hometown has been rebuilt under the guidance of the government, but life is still not easy.
Therefore, all the rulers of Mobei enjoyed were yellow sand, mud, pebbles and dead branches.
Even these dead branches have to be picked up and used for cooking.
"What a shame, what a shame!" The King of Mobei and several members of the Chu royal family all had bloodshot eyes, clenched teeth, and clenched hands. They just wanted to die.
The common people were quite familiar with this. After all, they had thrown things at people who roared to the sky like this before.
These adults even say the same thing!
"Hey, you fat-headed bastard, stop yelling! You've done a lot of harm to others. His Majesty is already showing great grace by not killing you on the spot."
"That's right, you guys are really lucky. I've only seen people paraded through the streets twice in my life."
"Yes, I remember now. The last person who was taken away to be beheaded seemed to be from some aristocratic family!"
Someone from Mobei immediately spat, pointed at the king, and shouted, "You're a king, but you're afraid of death. You've been hiding in the palace like a pig. My three sons have died in a natural disaster, and you dragged two of them off to fight in the war. They were only thirteen years old!"
"He's actually the ruler of a country, so doesn't that mean he's on equal footing with our Majesty? Wow."
"You fool, you have the guts to say anything. Do these idiots deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as His Majesty?"
The man immediately slapped himself in the face and said with a smile to the angry crowd, "You ignorant boy!"
This made everyone give up their hostility. The people carried sand and stones and followed the King of Mobei and others. From time to time, they took out a handful of mud, sand and stones and threw them at them.
At the same time, he loudly praised His Majesty's wisdom and the Crown Prince's wisdom.
The two of them were praised to the point of being the best in the world.
He is so eloquent and talkative that he can compete with the storytellers in teahouses.
The insults and spitting they had suffered before had already made this group of nobles unable to bear the humiliation, but now a group of lowly people were throwing mud and sand at them, while not taking them seriously and praising them constantly.
He only made a few people hate him, but as the monarch of a country, he was dragged out and trampled on continuously.
These untouchables!
Don’t bully a prisoner!
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