The little fat boy traveled light this time, and only brought about twenty guards in plain clothes.
This greatly reduces the probability of him being recognized.
After all, not everyone in Quanzhou has seen a little fat baby.
I only know that His Majesty and the little fairy have come.
The group of people stared sharply at everyone who passed by the carriage.
All I could see was the passersby trembling.
The little fat boy looked at the people on the street with patched clothes, and then looked at his own shining clothes.
"How have they changed?"
He has been here for so long and has never seen anyone wearing patched clothes.
Master He has been looking at him.
Seeing that he looked confused and a little unhappy, she sighed slightly.
How should he explain that it was because the Quanzhou officials thought the emperor had left?
Who knew that the little fat boy would make a surprise attack?
The more He Yao interacted with the little fat boy, the more he was moved by his sincerity. He knew that the prince was an extremely pure person.
I can't bear to see him sad.
"A pudding on clothes is nothing. I couldn't even afford to put patches on my clothes before!" Master He was not lying. His mother passed away when he was born.
After my father remarried, my stepmother treated me harshly in every way.
In the end, all he could keep were the books left by his biological mother and a thatched hut.
It was cold in winter, and the water was frozen everywhere. He shivered as he copied books for others.
This was because a wealthy man in the town saw that he was pitiful and smart and kindly provided him with a way to make a living.
I still remember that when he took the imperial examination, his clothes were so tattered that even the inspectors were too lazy to look at him.
When the little fat boy heard this, his attention was diverted: "Master, from now on, I will give you my clothes to wear."
Master He thought of the dragon robes he always wore and fell silent for a rare time.
"Your Highness, please dress yourself."
While the two were talking, some people gathered around.
The guard drew his sword and shouted, frightening the visitor so much that he fell to his knees. "Master, please forgive me. I just wanted to ask if you could lead the way."
All of them were hunched over and looked very old.
Seeing these people paused here for a long time, they thought that the master was lost.
Thinking of the livelihoods of several people in his family, he bravely stepped forward.
The little fat boy heard the noise, lifted the curtain and stuck his head out.
Seeing that they were in tatters and looked even more miserable than those who were patched up, the little fat boy felt a little sad. He asked, "Do you know where Shangyang Village is?"
When the old man saw him talking, the others lowered their heads and stepped back.
He immediately realized that this young master was the most important one. He nodded rapidly and said, "I know him."
"Then you lead the way." The little fat boy didn't say anything, but looked thoughtful.
Master He took a look and asked, "What are you thinking about, Your Highness?"
"I'm wondering how many copper coins I should give?" Not silver, but copper coins.
Master He's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked, "Why don't you give me silver?"
The little fat boy looked up and looked at him with strange eyes: "The teacher said that a man is innocent unless he possesses a treasure."
He had known this principle for a long time, so when he gave Dazhu the gold, he said it was a gift from the emperor.
It’s just that the little fat boy is uneducated and can’t explain it.
After listening to what Master He taught, I understood that this was the truth.
What he was wondering was, since this was taught by the Master, why did he still need to ask the fish?
His eyes were so open.
Just pure doubt.
Master He knew that although he was young, he could sometimes make a lot of sense.
But who can understand the feeling of seeing with his own eyes what he has taught and putting it into practice?
Master He looked at him and felt an indescribable comfort in his heart.
Seeing that he didn't answer, the little fat boy started chatting with the old man.
When the other party responded at first, he was still cautious and flattering.
But he is so cute, just like a fairy boy walking out of a painting.
People who watched it could not help but whisper and relax.
From the old man's mouth, I learned that his family was originally well off.
But a few days ago, the tide rose and washed his house down.
Oddly enough, this is the first time in decades.
The items in the house were either washed away or could not be used.
Fortunately, the officials did not ignore them.
When he said this, his eyes gleamed with an extraordinary trust and respect: "I heard that it's because His Majesty and the little fairy have arrived. When can I see the little fairy?"
The old man felt a little embarrassed when he said this: "Young Master, maybe the little immortal looks like you! So handsome."
The little fat boy was originally listening attentively and thinking of a solution in his mind, when he was suddenly praised like this.
The fat baby who loves to hear compliments puffed up his chest: Yes, it’s me, I’m a little fairy.
Master He looked at his little movements and thought to himself, he is still a child.
In the future, you should read more books.
If the little fat boy knew about this, he would probably call him devil instead of teacher.
They stopped and walked along the way, and if they hadn't followed the guides, they would have arrived long ago.
The little fat boy also asked someone to buy some food, which can be found everywhere on the street.
It’s not that he’s reluctant to give it to himself, but he won’t eat it if he gives it to others.
The sky gradually darkened and the sun set in the west before the little fat boy arrived at Shangyang Village.
After saying goodbye to the old man, the little fat boy looked at the empty house, feeling a little confused.
He knew that no one would go out to sea at night.
He met very few people along the way.
This seems to be a village with not many people.
Thinking of the trembling old woman, the little fat boy felt a little sad.
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