The emperor knows how intelligent his child is, so he shouldn't sugarcoat the truth.
But how can we tell this innocent child such a cruel truth?
Emperor Mingxi remained silent.
There were still tears on the little fat boy's face, but seeing that his father was in trouble, he stopped asking questions.
It doesn’t matter, the fish will know when it grows up.
He is the smartest baby in the world.
"I want some persimmon cakes." The persimmon cakes were made for him by Xie Ruyi, and the little prince liked them very much.
Fish like its soft and sticky texture, sweet taste, and fruity fragrance.
His Majesty is the Lord of Dazhao, and he has never been in such a difficult situation.
Watching his three-year-old child clumsily changing the subject, Emperor Mingxi made the next decision in his mind.
"Father has laid a solid foundation for Yu'er. My son, please make more efforts and make it possible for all women in the world to serve as officials in the court, okay?"
The little fat boy had no idea how shocking this decision was.
He didn't even know how much Emperor Mingxi had to consider because of his words.
The fat boy held a dried persimmon in one hand, and with the other hand he tightly grasped the hem of the emperor's clothes. Even the tears from his long eyelashes had not yet fallen, but he was only focused on eating.
Hearing this, the little fat boy looked at his father with his big eyes.
Why did the fish feel that his father's words were so heavy? But he would always answer whatever his father asked him.
So the little fat boy answered seriously, "Okay~"
The emperor ruffled his son's soft hair, his brows suddenly moved slightly, and he asked coldly, "Why did you make Prince An cry?"
"I told him to get out." Prince An had tried his best to avoid the little prince, but the palace was his home. Where could Prince An hide?
Yesterday, after Fatty drove the Grand Secretary away, he and Feitu and other beasts swam to the offices of the three ministries.
As a royal relative, Prince An was naturally there to both restrain and monitor him.
As soon as the little fat boy saw King An, the first word he blurted out was "rolling".
Prince An wanted to run away, but he didn't know that the court officials had been curious about this title for a long time.
The little fat boy speaks his mind, so how does he know what he can say and what he can't say?
Therefore, Prince An rolled on the floor in Xuanzheng Hall for the sake of the Crown Prince before begging the Emperor to revoke his order.
Prince An cried bitterly in front of the emperor and rolled on the ground before begging for mercy.
In order to please His Majesty, Prince An actually rolled around in the Xuanzheng Hall.
Three people make a tiger.
The fame of Prince An spread widely. Prince An was already middle-aged, and except for being embarrassed in front of his elder brother, he was still high and mighty at other times.
Now everyone who looked at him had a "rolling" expression on their face, which made Prince An so angry that he cried, didn't it?
Yesterday, when he got off work, he submitted a memorial saying that he was unwell.
The corners of Emperor Mingxi's mouth twitched slightly, as he too recalled what happened that day. He hadn't expected the little fat boy to remember it for so long. "What about the complaints from Minister Pei, the Minister of Rites, and others? They all wrote to me, saying they would discipline you."
The little fat boy stuffed the persimmon cake into his mouth, touched his belly, stood up straight, and said confidently, "Father! I am a little god, you don't understand!"
It was obvious that the emperor wanted to teach the little fat boy a lesson, but he spoke with great confidence.
Emperor Mingxi smiled and said, "What does this have to do with Yu'er being a little immortal?"
The little fat boy just wanted to find a reason to exonerate himself, but now that he saw that his father would not fall for it, he had no choice.
The little fat boy sucked his stomach and spread his hands, "Alas, the fish don't know either~"
The emperor held his son on his knees and lifted the fat boy's clothes. "I don't know why father wants to beat you."
The little fat cub opened his eyes and fluttered hard on his father's knees, his two little fat hands couldn't stop shouting "Help! Banban, save the nest, mother, save the nest, grandma~"
His voice was so loud that the birds perched in the trees along the road were startled and flew away.
"Are you still calling for help?" The emperor's forehead twitched. He had been praying for a child for many years before he finally got such a child.
No matter how much pain he suffered, it was never enough. But who knew that this little fellow would take advantage of this and would tear off the tiles every day. All the ministers in the court would be teased by him.
Even he, the emperor's father, had been frightened several times.
Either he pretended to be dead and held his breath, or he suddenly jumped into Taiye Lake.
Today, the little bastard can't avoid being beaten.
The little fat boy was discouraged after calling for help for a long time but no one came to rescue him. He didn't think he was wrong, so he clenched his fists and said angrily, "The fish is not wrong. Fish will leave when they are hungry, go to the pond to drink water when they are thirsty, and sleep when they are tired!"
The emperor raised his eyelids, his gaze suddenly sharp. "In all these cases, how have I wronged you? Is it because I doted on you too much that you don't even listen to your father's words?"
Emperor Mingxi rarely spoke to Fatty in such a harsh tone. In the past, when he disciplined the little Fatty, he always felt helpless and distressed.
I still remember the first time the emperor beat his son, he was crying while beating him.
Wu Zhonghe saw the atmosphere was somewhat tense and quickly said, "Young Prince, Minister Pei is teaching you. If you don't want to listen, just leave. How could you collapse without even taking a breath? Xiang Shangshu said a few words to you, and then you jumped into the Taiye Lake. When His Majesty received this news, he almost fainted on the spot, and the hands holding me were shaking. Not to mention Your Majesty, my heart would have jumped out of my chest."
If no one teaches children, they will not understand.
The fat kid had thought he was just playing around, not realizing how much he had frightened everyone. No wonder even Minister Pei, who loved His Highness so much, couldn't resist writing a letter to complain.
He was always a good boy, and when he was caught by his father, he thought about admitting his mistake.
But as soon as his father comforted him, he felt that he was right in everything and felt wronged in every way.
The little fat boy looked at his father and saw that his stern eyes were bloodshot. His tears immediately fell. He stood on tiptoe and buried his head in his father's neck. "Father, you are making a nest. The fish are bad. The fish are wrong."
The emperor looked at him, choking up several times, "Are you trying to scare my father to death? Do you want my father to leave you like Ding Ding?"
As soon as the words fell, tears rolled down the fat boy's big, dark eyes, and his face was expressionless. "No, no."
Emperor Mingxi was shocked and hurriedly hugged his son to comfort him, "Father deserves to be beaten. Father is talking nonsense and is confused by anger. He deserves to be beaten, he deserves to be beaten!"
He felt so regretful. Why did he bring up such a topic? How could he be so serious with a child?
The little fat boy cried silently, mumbling "No, no."
His rosy and soft face gradually turned pale, and his chubby little hands grabbed at the air, trying to catch the departing 1002 and Emperor Mingxi.
His eyes were a little dull and his body was still twitching.
"Imperial physician, call the imperial physician! Go and invite him, go and invite the eminent monk." Emperor Mingxi kept rubbing his son's little hand, his heart aching as if it were being pricked by needles.
The emperor was in unprecedented pain. In the past, his children were harmed by others, but now it was his father who was harming him.
If something really happened to the child, how could he survive?
The attendants around crawled and rolled to ask for the imperial physician, and the secret guards rushed out of the palace as quickly as possible.
The once orderly palace was in chaos.
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