"In the early years of His Highness's reign, a shower of falling stars appeared, some long, some short, some large, some small, all traveling westward. They set fire to the mountains and injured tens of thousands of people. I'm afraid this is an ominous sign."
Ying Cheng had learned his lesson, and the little emperor disliked him and didn't want to listen to him.
Then let someone else say that he stood aside and watched the embarrassment of the little emperor.
"The civilians have suffered heavy casualties. If Your Highness does not take appropriate measures, how can you appease the people and gain their trust?"
What's more, even the template for the self-criticism edict was ready for the fat boy, and he just had to copy it. "The crime is mine, and I dare not pardon myself. Only God can see the truth. If you and all the others are guilty, I will blame you. If I am guilty, I will not blame you and all the others."
The little fat boy’s fist hardened.
There were many meteors falling that day, but he saw them in a strange state!
Although there was a wildfire, no one was hurt.
Then how did they get the data that tens of thousands of people were injured?
Even if we take a step back, can a mortal emperor control a natural disaster?
Besides, everyone in the world knows that he is the son of destiny. Now that he has accepted this excuse, wouldn’t that be a slap in his own face?
"Tens of thousands of people were injured. Is the form available?" The little fat boy applied the form method he took out to all aspects. At least during the last disaster relief, the emperor had clearly requested that everything be detailed and presented in the form.
The person being asked hesitated and couldn't explain the reason.
His tongue-tied appearance infuriated Ying Cheng, who immediately stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, we have to make decisions based on urgency. For your sake, we have not yet asked for your details."
The fat kid scoffed and threw the memorial at his head. "If you haven't even asked, how can you get such a huge sum of tens of thousands? You see I'm young and are deceiving the emperor. I've repeatedly told you to call me Your Highness."
He sneered at first, but became sadder and sadder as he spoke, and even started to cry.
All the ministers were extremely stunned. Ying Cheng had been beaten up again and was no longer in a state of panic. He had thought that the sharp-tongued little emperor was going to reprimand him again today.
Who would have thought that today, he would change his ways and shed tears in front of the court officials!
It should be noted that Emperor Jingyao has always been against the court officials. When the officials said east, he would go west. He was a rebellious person from head to toe.
The four big characters "Respect Heaven and Follow Ancestors" were just like decorations in front of him.
"Three days after my father's death, dozens of people have been added to the court. Four people in the cabinet, and one more has been appointed. You first forced me to kill my closest attendants, then pressed me step by step. When I refused to comply, you used this as an excuse to spread rumors and cause trouble, making my father restless!"
The little fat boy was just acting at first, but he became more and more aggrieved as he spoke: "The day before yesterday, the stars fell like rain, and the people haven't heard anything yet, and you came to the court this morning to force me! Are you really taking advantage of my young age? I'm living like a puppet, so what's the difference between me and death?"
The fat baby pulled off the tassel, his face full of crystal tears.
His Highness was truly heartbroken, and the ministers felt a pang of sadness when they saw him like this.
Emperor Jingyao has always been strong-willed. After ascending the throne, he has never shed a tear in front of his ministers, but he is in such a state today.
Doesn’t this further illustrate the evil of the ministers?
What's the difference between this and death? Does Your Highness want to commit suicide here?
Then the whole world will surely rise up to attack them. It would be fine if they couldn't survive, but forcing the new emperor to death a month after the previous emperor's death has never happened before!
Either angry or touched.
Someone immediately shouted loudly, picked up a jade sceptre and started beating the people in Yingcheng's group: "You thieves, you deceive the emperor and your superiors, you are worse than pigs and dogs."
The court officials rushed forward, rolled up their sleeves and beat him up, cursing and hurling insults: "You're forming a clique for personal gain, damn you!"
"Ambition is the key to death!"
Xiang Jing danced the most happily, he had long been unable to bear it, but Pei Hangqing said that His Highness had his own way.
Oh, if they don’t help His Highness, His Highness will be bullied into a terrible state.
Pei Hangqing, you are ashamed of His Majesty.
Thinking of this, Xiang Jing clenched his fists again and gave Ying Cheng a fierce look.
Pei Hangqing would sometimes kick and sometimes smash something.
A peaceful court was suddenly turned into a "full-scale fight."
The little fat boy had tears on his eyelashes and his mouth was slightly open. He was shocked and a little confused, not knowing how to continue the play.
Forget it, I’ve already discussed it with grandma.
The fat baby closed his eyes and rushed out of the Xuan Zheng Hall, whimpering and crying like a gust of wind.
The fighting in the court stopped instantly, and everyone went after the little fat boy. At this moment, no matter who was being beaten or who was beating, there was only one thought in their minds.
Your Highness, please don't seek death!
Some people even beat their chests and stamped their feet. How could they forget that no matter how smart His Highness was, he was only a five-year-old child.
Thinking of his past "great achievements", the court officials were so frightened that their hearts trembled.
The ball howled in the wind, with the courtiers, like kite strings, chasing after it.
"Your Highness, wait for me!"
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