The little fat boy wanted to cry but had no tears. His big round eyes were full of innocence and confusion, and even a little aggrieved.
"I don't understand!" As he was young and childish, his words sounded extremely naive when he didn't try to control his way of speaking.
Fatty was both angry and puzzled: "Yu'er is also the emperor for the first time. No one in the capital has said anything bad about Yu'er. Why did he suddenly rebel?"
At this point, his tone suddenly dropped: "When my father was alive, there weren't so many accidents..."
The collapse of the safe harbor has caused the drifting boat to be continuously attacked by storms. The long-term washing by the sea water has also made the drifting boat miss its safe harbor particularly.
Perhaps it is his nature, he is sensitive, fragile, and tough.
Two incompatible traits make up the unique little fat boy.
Before he could dwell on his stubbornness for long, people would rush to talk to him.
"The people are rioting not to rebel against Your Highness, but to express their discontent for Your Highness."
"Young Master, you are deeply loved by the people and love them like your own children. How could the people rebel against you?"
"Tong took out his Gatling gun and shot them..."
The little fat boy just opened his mouth when he heard that no one was against him, but was shocked by what 1002 said.
1002 was quite pleased with his reaction. Even without a physical presence, one could sense the overflowing arrogance in his tone.
Fat baby "..."
"Ding Ding doesn't even have a body, how can he take out the Gatling gun?" The little fat boy muttered softly. He also knew to save face for 1002, even though he said it in front of 1002.
The volume was so low that humans might not be able to hear what was said, but 1002, who lived in his mind and recorded everything in the data processing room, heard it clearly.
In the human world, the emotion manifested as grief and anger filled 1002's body.
Son, don’t you know that you are bringing up something that is not relevant to the topic?
However, when he was about to criticize the fat boy in indignation, he saw that he was covering his eyes in a pretentious manner.
The big, shiny black eyes were rolling around, and the clever little look made 1002 like it so much.
Yes, a single leaf blinds the view.
The little fat boy thought he was extremely smart because he knew Ding Ding lived in his brain, so he covered his eyes so that Ding Ding could neither see nor hear him saying bad things about him.
1002 hadn't seen such a lively appearance for a long time.
He stopped arguing with the bad boy and told the fat boy sincerely: "Don't move here."
?
The fat baby tilted his head, with obvious doubt in his eyes. He still wanted to go and see the people!
"I'll go buy you two oranges." Taking advantage of the little fat boy's young age, 1002 gained a secret happiness.
In the human world, using such rhetoric, a relationship between father and son can be established.
If the good boy was his little data...
1002My imagination runs wild.
The clueless little fat boy replied without hesitation and in a loud voice: "I don't want oranges, I want watermelon. But wait until Ding Ding is done before bringing it to me."
The considerate fat baby moved the old man who wanted to be a father so much that his heart was shattered and fell down.
I looked up to the sky and sighed: It was not in vain that I raised this cub.
The fat baby saw him bumping around nervously and jumping up and down in the space of consciousness, and thought to himself, Father once said that he wanted to thank Yuer for giving birth to a child, so forget it!
Just bringing in a leader was enough to make Yu'er rack his brains, and he even had to put aside government affairs to appease him.
If there is another one, the fish will not be able to enjoy it!
The little fat boy shook his head and sighed, then waved his fat hand: "Come here."
The secret guard fell silently.
"Jia Yi! Take Yu'er to the palace gate first." After just a glance, the little fat boy said happily.
Now the secret guard has a silver mask on his face, and under the mask, there is a black scarf fluttering across his face.
Although Jiayi knew that he was supernatural, he was still a little curious.
Along the way, Jiayi took good care of the little fat boy and did not let the cold infect him at all. He was as silent as before.
But when he put the little fat boy down, he took out a gold ingot from his arms.
There is a saying that goes, "Gold shines wherever it is," and it's true.
The night was dark and the moon was hazy, but it could not conceal the brilliance of the gold. It would be a lie for the little fat boy not to be moved when he saw such a huge piece of gold in front of him.
"To the fish?" His eyes were brighter than the broken stars in the sky.
Jia Yi lowered his head, said nothing, and just raised his hand again.
"Why?" Father said that the salaries of the secret guards were given by the emperor.
Now that Yu'er has become the emperor, how come he became a secret guard for Yu'er? Is there something wrong?
He was really perceptive. As soon as Jia collected his thoughts, he said casually, "I wonder how Your Highness can tell us apart?"
Do I have to tell the little prince that in the hearts of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, no matter you are three, five, ten or fifty years old, you will always be the same in our hearts.
Knowing that you like it, I exchanged all my silver for gold. Knowing that you are sad, I want you to be happy.
"The fish just knows that A1 is calm, A2 is serious, and A3 is the one who is strangled by the fish..." It turns out that the gold is used to buy the answer of the little emperor, which is not expensive.
My father said that fish are priceless treasures, so shouldn't the secret of fish be bought with gold?
The fat kid who received the money told everything he knew. If there hadn't been a fire dragon approaching rapidly in the distance, he would have kept talking to Jia Yi for three days and three nights.
The rioting people dragged a long line of officials and beat the drum to report to the palace gate.
The sound of drums like muffled thunder continued to ring out in the long and silent night. The little fat boy lay on the city wall, looking at the people below.
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