The whole hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Jia Si bent down and picked up the pajamas that the emperor had thrown aside.
He bowed and saluted, then when he retreated to the palace gate, he leaned sideways and said, "Your Majesty..."
Emperor Mingxi raised his hand slightly, his eyes dark as ink: "Do you want to keep them company?"
Jia Si quickly lowered his head and walked away quietly.
Although the little fat boy is young, he does things in a very reasonable way.
Others even regarded his words as the golden rule, and with the protection of His Majesty, the policies he proposed were like spring rain, bringing vitality to all places.
The general direction had been determined, so the fat boy struck while the iron was hot and officially started the soap factory.
Although there are still a lot of people who have received food and are unemployed at home.
But the little fat boy was not in a hurry, because there were many things to do next, and what he lacked most was manpower.
In the future, the farm will cultivate corn and sweet potatoes and sow them according to local conditions.
The people on that road were almost extinct due to starvation.
He had immense faith in his father.
If a country cannot accomplish one thing even with the whole country's efforts and unity, then is there any need for this country to exist?
Everyone received "salaries" from the court, and when they heard that the little prince's soap factory had started operations, they squeezed forward desperately, hoping that they could be the first to help the little god.
For things like this, the little fat boy needs to keep an eye on them.
When he was away, these refugees who fled from other countries still distrusted the government.
Only when he is around will there be a steady stream of people actively participating.
The little fat boy didn't think it was a trouble. He still had many factories that needed to be opened, and he had to keep an eye on them.
The little fat boy wrote these three big words "credibility" on the booklet, with a strange look on his chubby little face.
He felt that he had many wild ideas, which were taught to him by Ding Ding in the past, but now they were his own ideas.
Could it be that the story of college student Yu'er will also affect Xiaoyuan's Yu'er?
The little fat boy wanted to ask his two Ding Dings, but they were as busy as their father.
The five-year-old fish didn't want to trouble them, so he shook his head, ready to pour out his troubles.
Forget it, forget it, just don’t think about it.
Yan Lingxun stood next to the little fat boy. She had been busy coming and going recently, and the people trusted her very much.
Seeing his fat nephew shaking his head, he thought it was because of the coming and going of people and the smell of sweat that was making him feel uncomfortable.
He quickly took out a purse from his sleeve and handed it to the little fat boy. There were some medicinal herbs in it that could calm the mind.
"Your Highness, take it."
"Thank you, auntie. You can just call me Yu'er." The little fat boy smiled and didn't explain.
Sometimes, it is enough to accept the kindness given by adults, and refusing it will make people sad.
Yan Lingxun shuddered and said repeatedly, "Etiquette cannot be abolished."
The ice maker must have taken the wrong medicine. It's getting colder these days and she gets scared every time she sees it.
Although Xie Ruyi always competed with her for her nephew, what she said made a lot of sense.
Look at these words like ice maker, taking the wrong medicine, etc., how suitable they are for Yan Jiyuan!
The little fat boy let her do what she wanted. He took the purse, smelled it, and then put it in his arms.
Seeing that he did not refuse, Yan Lingxun smiled.
Whose cute baby is this? Oh, it's hers.
I still remember that when I first met this nephew who was the reincarnation of a god, I was dismissive of him, but later I fell in love with him.
Now I admire him so much.
If this isn’t a god, then who is?
The five-year-old Crown Prince, the only son of His Majesty, is neither arrogant nor overbearing.
Respect teachers, love the people, and treat everyone equally.
A rare figure in history.
Yan Lingxun is already in her thirties, but she obeys the little fat boy's words, and her former aloof princess demeanor is gone.
He enjoys working among the people and doing things.
She really admired her nephew and was willing to follow him and do things for him.
Ahem! Please don't misunderstand me.
Yan Jiyuan's affairs only accounted for a small part.
Selecting workers at the resettlement site is not an easy task. Everyone wants to stand out and be seen by the little fat boy.
They were crowded together, and if he hadn't been sitting here, these people would really fight for entering the factory.
It has been nearly four hours since he came here in the morning.
The fat baby with his butt on fire was able to sit still this time.
"Little gods recruited us last time, why don't you let us in this time?" The crowd of recruiters burst into a loud noise, successfully attracting the attention of the fat baby who was writing with his head down.
As soon as he looked up, the crowd saw him and became even more excited.
"Yes, the little fairy said last time that both men and women are welcome. Why can't I this time?"
"The little immortal also said that he is still strong even in old age. Why don't you let me go?"
Yue Tangning shouted a few times, but it was no use calling these people. Fatty had already climbed up to the platform and was waiting.
In order to allow everyone to see him better, the little fat boy specially asked someone to make him a ladder-like tool.
There is a separate standing platform.
"Jingjing, everyone listen to me. The work in the soap factory is quite hard, so we will choose young and middle-aged people. There will be many more factories to be opened in the future, and I will need people in many places. I will trouble you when the time comes!" After saying that, the little fat boy bowed slightly.
The child is only five years old, but he does things in an orderly and graceful manner.
But he is like a fairy child, which is really likable.
As soon as he said "ha", the noise stopped immediately.
As Yan Lingxun wiped his sweat, he couldn't help but say, "Your Highness is truly a natural-born benevolent ruler."
The chubby baby, with his face tilted upwards, opened his eyes and told her very seriously: "Auntie, this is what fish should do."
He felt that he had done very little, because there was no such thing as giving endlessly in this world.
The people are loyal to him, believe in him, and allow him to survive, so he should give them more in return.
Although, only he and his father knew.
Yan Lingxun saw that he was extremely serious. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Jia San and the others leap up and land in front of him: "Your Highness, the emperor wants to kill the two princes of Anping and Shang Zhuangyuan."
The little fat boy stood up solemnly, frowning: "Take me there."
Before leaving, he glanced at the sky.
The afterglow spread out into a brocade, and it was almost dusk.
How could my father kill someone?
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