The majority of people who come here are old and young.
The fat baby couldn't just sit back and watch. This wasn't kindness, but the magnanimity of a benevolent monarch.
Some people had tears on their faces and wanted to apologize to the little prince.
But the little guy stared at people suspiciously, hiding under heavy defense.
The person who called didn't dare to take a step forward and swallowed bitterly.
The little prince before was so approachable. He cared for every child and respected every elder.
He is like a pure lotus growing in the mud. Because he is too pure, people think they can see through him.
But control him.
The little fat boy could sense the emotions, but at this moment he pretended not to know and ordered the palace servants: "Give them all some dry food. I remember that we have a lot of disaster relief grain left over. It can't be used as seed, and it will get moldy if stored. The new wheat will be harvested soon..."
It is hard to imagine that a young child, the five-year-old prince, could remember these trivial matters so well.
How many times did he have to read and review memorials before he could make such orderly instructions?
The Silver Feather Army all submitted to him, and the light of the wise leader shone on everyone who was truly loyal to the little prince.
They are proud and proud that they have such an emperor who creates a prosperous era!
This strange fat baby is sometimes so sensible, sometimes so naive, and sometimes able to shoulder heavy responsibilities.
He was still crying in his father's arms in the morning, and left the palace in the afternoon to deal with the civil unrest.
He even cried and trembled his lips to scare people.
Contradictory fat baby, poor fat baby.
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