Your Highness, didn’t you say you understood? Why are you still yelling like that? Is it true that you bully a servant like that?
Jiang Yuanxing wanted to kowtow to the little fat boy on the spot.
So he appealed to his emotions - Your Highness, I am sad that you are doing this; and he appealed to his reason - Your Highness, the ministers will scold the young master to death.
Finally, the two little guys corrected their way of addressing each other, one calling him uncle and the other calling him Huihui.
This heavy snow also added a touch of uniqueness to the scenery of the palace.
Silver snakes dance on the mountains, and wax elephants gallop on the plains.
A hint of green emerges from the snow, and the vibrant energy intertwined with the tranquility of emptiness creates the third kind of stunning beauty. (1)
The two little guys crawled for a long time before they reached the Star-Picking Tower, which overlooked the imperial palace.
Looking at such a spectacular view, the little fat boy opened his mouth wide and said, "Wow~ It's so beautiful~"
Jiang Yuanxing handed them a small hand warmer and said, "This is the heaviest snowfall since Your Majesty ascended the throne. There will surely be a good harvest next year."
"Wind Hand?" Some whistling cold wind blew into the fat boy's mouth as he opened it, making his speech unclear.
"A good harvest is the best blessing for our people. There will be no starving people on the roads. The people can also have a good New Year."
The little guy looked at the snow-white sky, his eyes drifting farther and farther away, as if he saw again the people kneeling down to him that day.
"We need a good harvest every day," he said.
Jiang Yuanxing laughed. "How can there be a good harvest every day? It's still a long time before such a day comes. If it weren't for Your Majesty's wise governance, who knows how many people would starve to death every year."
But it is good that the little prince has such a heart. "Thank you for the blessing from our little fairy."
He rarely calls me that.
The little fellow was silent for a moment before he looked at him and said slowly, "The nest must have a good harvest every day and not die."
Wen Hui wrote down what his brother said.
As long as there is no one around, he can still call his brother that.
He wanted to make his brother's wish come true.
Jiang Yuanxing was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered the miracles performed by the young prince. Maybe he could really do it?
He smiled sincerely and said, "Your Highness, I believe in you."
I hope that day won't come too late, and I hope he can always accompany this little prince and watch him ascend to the highest position and rule the world.
Children's emotions come like a gust of sand and are blown away by the wind.
The winter sun shines brightly on my body, making me feel warm. The sunlight, refracted by the snow, shines with colorful rays of light.
The little fat boy stretched out his hand, trying to catch the flying rainbow, but the light penetrated his fat hand and was unwilling to stay.
"Huihui?" The little guy was incredulous.
Wen Hui didn't know either, but since he was older than his brother, how could he say he didn't know? "It's anxious to go home."
"Oh!" The little fat boy opened his mouth wide to show his understanding.
"Pah." A half-melted icicle hit the little fat boy on the head.
Wen Hui saw his brother stunned and thought he was hurt, so he wanted to help his brother brush away the broken ice chips.
"Huihui~Banban~I'm going to go find daddy!" The child's thoughts were jumping so fast that Jiang Yuanxing didn't know why he stopped looking at the snow scene.
But the prince wants to see Your Majesty, can you stop him?
"I want a big bottle~" Jiang Yuanxing took out a small and exquisite vase. The fat boy frowned, obviously not satisfied with the size.
Jiang Yuanxing avoided the little guy's sight and stood aside obediently.
Fortunately, the little fat boy didn't bother with him and just took Wen Hui and Baihu to dig snow.
The snow froze the little guy's fingers red, like little carrots.
When the bottle was filled with snow, the little fellow coaxed the flying rabbit to go to a higher place to pick some green leaves for him.
Feitu was willing.
The little guy held the small vase as if it were a treasure.
"Okay! Let's go~" Wen Hui and Jiang Yuanxing were both confused and didn't know what the little guy wanted to do.
I had no choice but to follow him one after another.
Feitu wanted Fatty to climb onto his back, but the little guy clearly wanted to, but he looked at the vase and refused Feitu. "Wait for the nest in the front~"
Emperor Mingxi had been listening to the praise in the palace for more than an hour.
The palace was as warm as spring, but the emperor's heart was growing colder and colder.
Wu Zhonghe stood aside, looking at the emperor's expression from time to time, and saw deep fatigue and impatience between his brows.
He couldn't help but glance at the envoys below who hadn't finished speaking yet, and stepped forward. "Your Excellency, you must be thirsty. The palace has already prepared some refreshments. Please enjoy them quickly."
The man was about to say no when he saw the emperor's look and the words on his lips unconsciously turned into "Okay."
Emperor Mingxi's straight back relaxed slightly, he leaned sideways and leaned on the wide dragon throne.
The shining color of gold failed to suppress Emperor Mingxi's handsomeness, but instead added to his nobility.
His Majesty closed his eyes and placed his slender fingers against his forehead.
Wu Zhonghe knew what His Majesty was thinking. He stepped forward, stood beside the dragon throne, and whispered, "The young prince listened to what His Majesty said and went to Zhaixing Tower to enjoy the scenery."
Emperor Mingxi opened his half-covered eyes and looked at him imperceptibly.
Wu Zhonghe did not avoid it and let His Majesty look at him.
The emperor sneered, "You little dog slave."
Wu Zhonghe simply knelt down and smiled, "It's because you love Your Highness that I dare to guess."
"You have been handling government affairs day and night these days in order to accompany the little prince. Not to mention that I feel sorry for you, but if Your Highness knew, I'm afraid he would cry!" There was a faint blue color under Emperor Mingxi's eyes, and he was obviously extremely tired.
Thinking of that little brat, not only did he cry loudly, but he also cried pitifully.
A round face, black eyes, long eyelashes like crow feathers. When she cries, the chubby little bun turns into a longevity peach.
"Okay." The emperor was in a slightly better mood and signaled Wu Zhonghe to stop talking.
Wu Zhonghe readily withdrew.
Seeing that the emperor's complexion had improved, the envoys wanted to go forward again. If they made a good impression, anything that came out of the emperor's hands would be extremely noble when brought back to their country.
There was suddenly a commotion at the palace gate.
A white tiger appeared outside the Xuanzheng Hall. The surrounding palace people were not surprised but it frightened the last envoy.
Everyone looked over and felt a little scared when they saw such a strong white tiger.
But no one was afraid of Dazhao. If they lost their composure, it would be a loss of face for their country, so they all kept silent, just looking over there.
Jiaozhi has a varied terrain and a hot and humid climate. There are also large areas of deep mountains and old forests in the country, where ferocious beasts often appear. This country is good at taming beasts. (2)
Therefore, the envoys were in a panic, but the people from Jiaozhi had bright eyes.
It's obvious that this white tiger is being raised by someone. I didn't expect that there is such a warrior in the Celestial Empire.
The Jiaozhi envoy stepped forward and said, "May I ask Your Majesty, which brave general tamed this beast? Such a remarkable tiger! The Great Zhao Kingdom is truly blessed with talented individuals. I have some knowledge of animal taming, so may I invite you to see it, General?"
He was full of admiration for the tiger's owner.
Emperor Mingxi thought that this man was going to say some flattering words again, but he opened his mouth and asked to see the general.
The palace maids serving on both sides lowered their heads with strange expressions.
Seeing that the emperor remained silent, the envoy felt uneasy, not knowing what he had said wrong.
"Your Majesty?"
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