The next day, just as the sky was getting light, the yawning little fat boy said goodbye to the reluctant people.
White mist drifted everywhere, making everyone feel a little damp.
That night, the little fat boy and the people who supported him put aside their status and opened their hearts. Tens of thousands of people sat in front of the palace gate and chatted.
After the little fat boy told this story, the people began to look forward to it.
When the little fat boy tells the story of the past, people admire him.
The fat baby, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, had no choice but to accept all the compliments.
Because this is proof that Xiaoyuan loves him, and proof that Dingding loves him.
If Xiao Yuan and Ding Ding had not spared no effort to build momentum for him, the little fat boy would not be so popular among the people.
No matter how powerful you are or how much you care about the people, what’s the point if others don’t know about it?
The vigorous power struggle ended in this way.
The noble families and those who wanted to control the young emperor even schemed against the emperor, but they still missed the most important point.
He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world.
These seven short words are destined to leave a vivid mark in history books.
As time passes and dynasties change, the history of Dazhao will continue to serve as a warning to future rulers and those who seek to seize the throne.
The people are the root of everything.
Such a development must be good, and it is also what the little fat boy wants to see.
Because what he wanted to do from the beginning to the end was to let the people live and work in peace and provide them with a strong national backing.
No matter whether people in later generations seek benefits or other reasons, they will impose benevolent policies on the people.
The little fat boy doesn't care, he just wants his people to be healthy.
This is the idea that Fat Baby has been practicing ever since.
Ying Cheng died the next day, and it was not Xiaopangzai who ordered his execution.
The cause of his death is somewhat funny. His legs were broken by his colleagues in a panic, and after he returned home, he was dragged out by the people like a cat and a mouse.
He also witnessed with his own eyes what he thought was a pilgrimage-like behavior of the mob towards the little emperor.
He actually pissed himself off to death.
The big changes in the court were because the little fat boy was immersed in grief and ignored the affairs of state.
The Grand Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager were both bound by the rules set by the court officials. Of course, they themselves had no intention of fighting for power. After all, in their eyes, the emperor's supreme status belonged only to the little fat boy.
After Ying Cheng's death, the little fat boy acted decisively and used this incident to clear out many people from the court.
His methods were sharp and comprehensive, and all the court officials praised him for having the demeanor of an emperor.
As for the family members who were captured and those who colluded with them, the little fat guy had their homes ransacked.
When the court officials were arguing about what to do with these people, they subconsciously asked the little fat boy for his opinion.
The court officials offered two choices, but the fat boy didn't want either.
The adorable little emperor opened his mouth and frowned, saying, "Exile, exile, and you'll die before you even get there. You'd be better off farming for me, and then you'll have to take political lessons every day! Anyone who has killed someone will be beheaded. I don't want that. Also, you're not allowed to go to Jiao Yusi, and you can't corrupt my people."
The courtier was dumbfounded and stumbled, "Your Highness, this is unreasonable..."
The little fat boy waved his sleeves impatiently: "I'd rather you be the emperor!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the court officials were so frightened that they knelt on the ground. With the example of Ying Cheng as a precedent, no one else dared to have any other thoughts.
The little emperor was not only blessed by God, but also deeply loved. If anyone dared to bully the little emperor and was heard by the people, they would come and arrest him that very night.
I heard that the assassin who plotted to murder His Highness died in unclear circumstances, and some people also said that the Emperor was always by the side of the little emperor.
As the emperor loved his son as if he were his life, the court officials believed it without a doubt.
For a while, everything was calm and everyone was doing their own thing honestly.
Except for the little fat boy, who knew that he was going to be conscripted when he was three years old, the little fat boy refused to do it if he was asked to work for him.
He had to review so many memorials in person before, but now that the enemy has been eliminated, he doesn't want to go to work!
If you get up at four o'clock every day and go to bed at twelve o'clock at night, the fish will die on the dragon throne sooner or later.
I really don’t know how my father got here.
Your Majesty: If I want to read it, then read it. If I don’t want to read it, throw it away and I won’t approve it.
Of course, the little fat boy will not be lazy. He has too much to do now, and he needs to read more.
Books contain golden houses and beautiful women. Only by combining theory and practice can one become a better little emperor.
That’s right, this is the ultimate goal of the little fat boy.
He vaguely felt that only when Dazhao entered a new chapter and society prospered would he have the possibility of seeing Xiaoyuan again.
This is the price the little fat boy has to pay.
For some reason, the little fat boy had a familiar feeling, the familiar feeling of being favored.
The father and the daughter can only keep the fish alive by sacrificing it, and cannot have the best of both worlds.
The price of the fish is just to govern Dazhao better?
This task was a little too easy. The little fat boy couldn't believe it and felt a little nervous.
He didn't know if there were new difficulties waiting for the fish.
After all, on the road to becoming the little emperor, Yuer went through countless hardships and dangers.
well!
Sometimes I really don’t know if the fish is the protagonist in the story?
Jiang Yuanxing covered the little fat boy with a thin blanket and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
This action must be done delicately and gently. If His Highness wakes up, he will be so angry that he will not eat for a whole meal.
The soft breathing suddenly became heavy. Jiang Yuanxing thought the little fat boy was having a nightmare, so he stayed by his side.
Who knew the little fellow would mumble, grabbing and grabbing with his chubby hands, muttering something Jiang Yuanxing couldn't understand: "Fish - the protagonist, the best, great, shiny."
Jiang Yuanxing?
Probably praising myself.
1002: Six hundred and sixty-six, even when you fall asleep you still say that you are the best and brightest protagonist. Even if you are the protagonist, how do you know that in the readers’ hearts, you are the best?
Of course, you are the brightest one in Tong's heart.
The shadows of the trees swayed, the pearl curtains shook, and it seemed as if someone was echoing what 1002 said.
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