The envoys from various countries were not subjects of Dazhao, so naturally they did not know that the little prince was the reincarnation of a god.
At this time, he heard the Jiaozhi envoy's exaggerated words and the facts were right in front of him.
Fact—Fei Tu and Mo Xiao both followed.
The envoys were stunned and couldn't believe it.
Ah, although they know that the little prince can control the white tiger as easily as if it were his own arm, but do you want to listen to what you say again?
What does it mean to become an immortal instantly?
The Jiaozhi envoy saw their lack of confidence and said, "When I first arrived, you all saw the Qingcang that was pulled by my chariot. You knew it was on the verge of death. Please take a look at it now, how is it?"
He pointed to the giant eagle circling in the sky.
Everyone looked in the direction of his hand and was amazed, which was true.
"But what does this have to do with Qingcang becoming an immortal on the spot? Your Highness just cured it." Someone curled his lips and retorted.
The Jiaozhi envoy would not tolerate anyone disrespecting the young prince. He immediately puffed his beard and glared, "Don't talk nonsense. Your Highness is a god descended from heaven, a shaman in the world. With a wave of his hand, he revived the declining Qingcang. Now that he is following Your Highness, isn't he becoming an immortal on the spot?"
He looked at the little fat boy with a passionate look and said, "If I can be favored by Your Highness, I can also become an immortal!"
Everyone was stunned, unable to tell what was so strange.
But when I think about it, it seems that there is some truth to it.
"Then why are your Majesty and the little prince here? Did you offend your Majesty?"
"Bullshit! You are just like a bamboo shoot from a mountain, sharp-tongued, thick-skinned but empty-bellied. If you have angered the emperor, does he need to come in person? I think you are jealous and talking nonsense." The Jiaozhi envoy burst out with the strongest fighting power in his life, leaving the man speechless.
But I dare not say anything nonsense, he is still thinking of incorporating the entire country into Dazhao.
His Majesty normally does not hear such obscene language.
He looked at his fat son in his arms with a complicated expression, thinking to himself, I really want to thank you.
If these scenes happened a few more times, Emperor Mingxi felt that he could live a few more years.
But the little fat boy loved to watch the fun, and when he saw people gathered together, he opened his eyes wide and watched.
The Jiaozhi envoy became increasingly excited. "Your Highness, I would like to send the entire country to Dazhao. Is that possible?"
Fatty couldn't understand what he was saying. He only felt that the visitor was looking at him with longing in his eyes.
I thought he needed the fish's praise.
Who told the little fat kid to be like this when he wants to be praised?
So the fat boy opened his mouth and said, "Okay!"
This is even more incredible. Da Zhao was a powerful country. During the time of the previous emperor, it was the end of the Three Kingdoms period. Under the leadership of the current emperor, it has the potential to dominate the world.
Moreover, Emperor Da Zhao loved the people and developed commerce.
Whenever envoys came here, they did not want to leave. A few years ago, the King of Jiaozhi cried and begged for mercy, refusing to return home. (1)
If I knew such a good thing would happen now, I would probably wake up laughing in my dreams.
The envoy from Jiaozhi just asked casually, but His Highness actually agreed. He immediately smiled from ear to ear.
I wished I could fly back to Jiaozhi right then and there and tell the king that not only had I won your highness's favor, but I had also fulfilled your expectations.
This set a precedent and was a big deal. As an envoy, he was either a royal relative or held great power, so naturally he had the right to make the decision.
After all, their Majesty is not Emperor Mingxi.
If the emperor was not surrounded by many guards, I am afraid the envoys would have rushed forward.
Emperor Mingxi was a little troubled because Jiaozhi was a remote country, not even as far away as Dazhao.
But his fat son had already promised it, so how could he stop it?
Let’s take a long-term view.
The "bees and butterflies" all looked at the fat boy with fiery eyes, which made him feel embarrassed.
She quickly buried herself in her father's neck.
If Emperor Mingxi was not both civil and military, he really would not have been able to hold the little fat boy for so long.
On the way back to the palace, Wu Zhonghe asked, "Your Majesty, do you really want to include Jiaozhi in the territory of Dazhao?"
In fact, he already had the answer in his mind, he just wanted to confirm it again.
The emperor adjusted his gestures and held his sleeping son horizontally. "He runs around the palace all day long, and even after causing trouble, he only thinks about eating and sleeping."
Emperor Mingxi looked at his son who was sleeping soundly and really wanted to bite him awake.
The emperor did not respond to Wu Zhonghe's words, but just said a few words to the prince, but the meaning was self-evident.
As an emperor who loves his son dearly, would he allow the crown prince to break his promise to the envoy?
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After that day, the little prince held the tiger in his left hand and the blue in his right hand, and began to rebel in the palace.
The dandies were just playing with cats and dogs and doing nothing, but he was walking tigers and eagles, and there was no place in the palace where he could not go.
In the past, when Feitu and Moxiao didn't exist, he could walk all over the palace with his short legs.
Now that we have a means of transportation, we can disappear all day long.
The place the little prince frequented most was the imperial kitchen.
Time passed by in the chaos day by day. This year, Da Zhao had good weather and a good harvest.
Yan Chengyu is three years old!
He still spoke with the same lisp, but his facial features were more relaxed, making him even cuter.
Anyone who sees him can't help but soften their hearts.
"Your Highness, Your Highness?" The little fat cub was lying in Feitu's belly, with Baizhui Moxiao beside him.
He seemed to be fast asleep, the sun shining on the little guy's face, making his face red.
The golden lion hat on his head makes him even more adorable.
The three-year-old prince still had a chubby face, and his cheeks hadn't lost any weight. But his eyes were brighter and more lively. He was still like before, with a slightly pouty mouth and something in it before going to bed.
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