Bone of my bones, blood of my blood.
I have never had a child in my life, and only got this most precious treasure in my life when I was middle-aged.
It's not that I absolutely must have a child, but I have a strong desire in my heart to have a child.
I, I’ve waited for it.
My son, my son!
At this moment, the emperor suddenly connected with his previous life and forced out the impossible.
With a mortal body, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods!
Emperor Mingxi was just a feudal old man who was born and raised in the countryside and only knew that the earth was round and the sky was square.
But his own wisdom stood at the top of the world. After having a child, he pushed that imperfection to perfection.
It gave him the power to transcend his mortal body.
As the darkness faded, His Majesty heard faint wailing sounds.
His voice was inexplicable and his eyes were dark.
After dismissing everyone, Emperor Mingxi walked to the window and looked up at the sky: "You beast, if you don't tolerate him, I will stab you to pieces. If you harm him, I will peel off your skin and bones. If you bully him, I will tear you into pieces and eat you."
The emperor seemed to be muttering to himself.
But the moment he finished speaking, thunder rumbled across the sky. The sky seemed to split open, split by lightning, and then crashed down to the ground.
The sky is bright.
The world seemed to be enraged, and lightning struck continuously. The bright lightning illuminated the emperor, making his eyes dark, without even a trace of white.
Not like a human being.
Thunderclaps roared, and purple light shone, illuminating the swirling clouds.
There were also cracks in the sky at every step, and the roar of silver thunder was like waves, one after another, rolling in from overhead.
Like a sickle, a crescent moon, and a silver thread, the lightning struck down from the sky.
Causing bursts of thunderstorms.
Emperor Mingxi's aura seemed to be locked by something, and every strand of his hair shot up into the sky.
The Holy Lord knew that He wanted to blow him to pieces.
The corners of his straight mouth slowly curved into an arc, and His Majesty looked up to the sky and said disdainfully, "Chop it."
The thunder roared throughout the entire space, but it seemed to be hesitant and refused to stop.
The emperor, like a banished immortal, stood with his hands behind his back and tilted his head slightly: "Waste."
Then he left from the window, and the noisy and arrogant silver scimitar slammed heavily on the ground as if enraged.
"What a huge thunder."
"It's not raining either."
“It’s like God is angry.”
The whispers of the palace servants reached the emperor's ears. The emperor lowered his eyes and a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Your Majesty, the imperial carriage is ready. But I see thunder rolling in the sky, and Your Majesty has to take care of the dragon's body." Wu Zhonghe took small steps and nodded and bowed in front of the emperor.
The emperor smiled playfully, his noble face full of sarcasm: "Concerned about the dragon body, I am waiting to be bathed in the thunder."
Wu Zhonghe was choked by his words and could only bow and remain silent.
I thought to myself that His Majesty was becoming more and more insane. He became insane as soon as the Crown Prince left. I must have a good talk with him when the Crown Prince came back.
The emperor didn't know yet that the chief eunuch beside him was about to give him a good scolding in front of the fat boy.
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The little fat boy knew that the imperial decree he issued would inevitably bring about a chain reaction.
So he was afraid to hear it, fearing that these people would hate him and scold him.
But Dad said it! Dad said it!
Dad said he doesn't want their love or their lifespan, and that he can raise the fish by himself.
Father is the top brother on the list, Ding Ding said.
The fat baby thought happily, but when it came to Ding Ding, he kept his eyes open again, eager to see them come back.
Just like when he was a child, 1002 was in jail for a year, and the fat boy waited for him for a year.
Poor baby, weak baby, innocent baby.
Most of your short, tiny life is spent waiting for others.
Who can take your hand and stop you from waiting?
(It's still a little before dawn, so just click on this chapter and refresh it. I won't open another chapter. Mmmmm)
When Fat Baby arrived, a group of people were sitting quietly at the entrance of the soap factory.
Out of fear of the emperor and respect for the little gods.
These people who rebuilt their homes with the kindness of the little fat boy did not use brutality, violence and blood to break through the guards of the soap factory.
They are cautious and fearful, they are greedy and pitiful.
"The soap factory is the place that His Highness found for us to settle down. You can't drive us away!"
"We were just talking about those girls in the brothel. Why are you chasing us away?" After all, they were in public, so these people didn't dare to use words like "dirty" or "prostitutes" to describe them.
"The little immortal is kindhearted. He won't expel innocent people like us just because of those women!"
Pressure also needs to be organized. What they are shouting now have been carefully reviewed before they came.
No one can shout wrong.
Hundreds of civilians sitting quietly in front of the factory still gave Yue Tangning, Yan Lingxun and others a great sense of oppression.
Yan Lingxun could have used her status as a princess to rebuke them, but she was unwilling to do so.
She was afraid that all her efforts would be in vain.
Today's soap factories cannot compare with those in the future. The little fat boy just divided out a huge open space.
Relying on the design drawings given to him by the main system, he painstakingly built mud brick houses.
They are then connected together to form something like an assembly line.
This will improve production efficiency.
The little fat boy was very satisfied, although it was very simple compared to later generations.
But a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Even His Majesty thinks it’s great, so what about others?
The little fat boy wanted to use cement, but his modern knowledge had not yet reached that level.
I can only settle for the second best and choose a mud brick.
Mud bricks are cheap and available in large quantities, but they also have a disadvantage, which is that they are not very strong.
If the fired workers and their families attacked the soap factory, they would be unable to stop them.
A silent standoff is going on.
"The Crown Prince has arrived—"
Teams of soldiers, shining with silver light, came in an orderly manner. Those who were confronting silently felt the murderous aura rising into the sky and fled subconsciously.
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