The little guy stared at his father blankly, not knowing why his father asked this.
"To Father!"
It’s for my father.
Emperor Mingxi squatted down and looked at his son deeply.
This is the little treasure given to him by God.
Even as a father, he failed to protect his children and put his youngest son in danger time and time again.
But this little baby always loves his father unconditionally.
Even if God called him back, he couldn't bear to leave his father.
He has pure love for the people and sympathy for all living things. The place where the gods live must be a jade palace, which is more exquisite than the imperial palace.
The little baby has only been in the world for a year, but he has such deep feelings for Da Zhao and is extremely filial to his father.
At only one year old, he was already thinking of ways to help his father solve his problems; even when he was unconscious, he was determined to obtain the elixir from the Heavenly Palace for the people of Dazhao.
With such a son, what else could I ask for?
Emperor Mingxi rested his forehead against the little baby's forehead "Thank you... baby."
How much love is contained in it.
"Baby, hehe." The little prince covered his eyes and smiled foolishly.
Think about it, from the time he could understand his father's words, his father called him Yu'er and silly son. Xie Xie was the first to call him "baby", and later his mother also called him "fish baby".
But father never calls me that!
He moved his fat hand a little further and looked at his father with some curiosity.
When the little baby's gaze fell on him, Emperor Mingxi actually felt that wherever the gaze went, there was a burning sensation.
He lowered his eyes, a slight smile on his face.
This little fool, how could he be so adorable? Emperor Mingxi wanted to bury his head in his son's neck and take a deep breath, but as an emperor, he couldn't do that in public.
He had forgotten how many times he had acted out of line since his son was born.
"Come." The majestic emperor stretched out his hand. The dim morning light shone on the emperor and the child, like a beautiful painting.
The little guy tilted his head and looked at his chubby hands. He turned around and pulled Wen Hui, while placing his hand on his father's palm.
"Together." The fat boy blinked his big eyes and looked at his father.
Mingxi remained silent.
So what if he brought an insignificant child to the temple.
After getting his father's consent, the fat boy happily followed his father's footsteps.
In order to accommodate the little fat boy, Emperor Mingxi slowed down his pace, like an old man who was about to die.
The atmosphere between the big and the small is warm and affectionate.
This made Wen Hui miserable. His face wrinkled like a bitter melon. He really didn't want to walk with Emperor Mingxi. He thought his brother's father was terrible.
Emperor Mingxi didn't care what Wen Hui was thinking.
His thoughts were absorbed in the form that the little fat boy had given him.
Could this also be what the youngest son brought from the Heavenly Palace? He had never seen such a clear and concise narrative method.
Every action of the little fat boy is recorded in a square black block.
It's clear at a glance.
His outstanding personal intelligence and years of political training enabled him to come up with many ways of applying it in officialdom the moment he saw the form.
For example, if Ji An was asked to raid the aristocratic families before, if this form was used, then all items would be visible at a glance and no one would be able to embezzle the money.
Moreover, this is not only applicable in official circles, but can also penetrate into the harem and the lives of ordinary people.
It can also be used in large armies to manage distribution and conduct drills.
If there is a black box person in charge in each department, if there is a problem, you can directly find the corresponding person.
If any needs are recorded, there will be no redundant soldiers or officials.
Because this record completely broke the phenomenon of buying and selling official positions.
Although it cannot be eradicated, it can greatly reduce the problem.
The time from Taiye Lake to Xuanzheng Hall is neither long nor short.
When Emperor Mingxi came back to his senses, he had already led his youngest son to the Xuanzheng Hall.
The first time the little guy saw himself next to his father, his father didn't think about him.
Although the emperor was too busy playing with the fish, the little guy was having fun playing on his own. Cheng Yu looked at his father, drooling at the corner of his mouth. "Father, how handsome!"
Emperor Mingxi pinched his youngest son's cheek and said with a smile, "You little pervert."
"Yu'er is not!" The little prince frowned and refused to admit his father's slander.
After laughing and joking with his son for a while, Emperor Mingxi said to Wu Zhonghe, "Call the people from the three provinces and six ministries."
As for who should come, Emperor Mingxi did not need to order it. The people who could be summoned by His Majesty must be the heads of the three provinces and six ministries.
He also ordered his attendants to copy down the black squares drawn by the little prince one by one.
The little prince watched his father's actions quietly from the side, grabbing a piece of cake and stuffing it into his mouth from time to time.
Not only did he eat, he also had to feed Wen Hui. Poor Wen Hui had already eaten a full breakfast, but he also had to accept his brother's loving feeding.
The emperor issued an order, and within an hour, everyone had arrived.
A group of people gathered at the top of Dazhao, looking at each other. I wonder what His Majesty summoned them for?
Seeing the Crown Prince also in Xuanzheng Hall, the ministers felt relieved. After all, it was not a bad thing. With the Crown Prince around, His Majesty would not go on a killing spree.
It was seen that His Majesty was holding a piece of paper covered with red dots and looking at it intently.
Xiang Jing could no longer hold back. Besides, as His Majesty's companion, some of his words were harmless. Xiang Ming bowed respectfully and asked, "Your Majesty, what is the important matter that you have summoned me for?"
Emperor Mingxi stood up and walked behind the screen, his tall figure softened. He leaned forward, his dragon robe cascading to the ground. He patiently untangled his son's hair from the jade ribbon.
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