"Father, did I get a lot of money?" The little fat boy who always acted very confident tugged at the corner of Emperor Mingxi's clothes.
The place where he pulled it was wrinkled, which was enough to show how much force he used.
He was still a little nervous.
The emperor simply held him in his arms and strode forward without stopping: "Why would your highness be afraid?"
The little fat boy shook his head and said seriously: "It's not that I'm scared, it's that there are so many people waiting for me."
As the subject receiving emotions, he can naturally perceive those who put everything on him.
The little fat boy didn't want this to happen. He felt that everyone should love themselves more.
But he also knew that there were some things he could not say or do.
His ideas are different from many people's.
If he told his father, he would definitely do his best to help him.
The silly baby didn't want to trouble anyone, especially his beloved father.
"My son, please go ahead. Daddy will be right behind you." His Majesty's expression was cold, but only when he lowered his head did he reveal a tenderness that was radiant: "Forever."
The little fat boy blinked and buried his head obediently in his father's neck.
Rubbed it gently.
Yu'er's eyes were sore. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
The fat hands tightly clasped the emperor's neck, and the little fat boy thought firmly: He must work hard to save his life.
Because during the days when he grew from a little fat boy to a big fat boy, he wanted his father to be by his side.
forever.
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The Royal Guards were mobilized in full force to guard every corner.
Everywhere you look, you see fully armed, sharp-eyed Dazhao soldiers.
When Master He ran around for the fat boy and successfully found many like-minded people.
He appeared at the entrance of the event with a group of people, looking quite proud.
"Hey, don't squeeze me."
"I have money, let me go in first." Master He looked at several men with red faces gathered together, waving their silver bills in their hands.
"What kind of money do you have? Can it buy something for a little god? Get out of the way!" A man walked up with an arrogant look on his face.
He touched his sleeve and took out a stack of banknotes.
Everyone was trembling with fear, calling the Silver Note Master so terrifying.
Envious, jealous, or greedy glances flashed across the man, but he didn't care and held his head high.
His eyes were full of determination to win.
But like a victorious rooster, he was soon defeated because a group of middle-aged men with gorgeous clothes and big bellies appeared behind him.
Their skin was fair and extremely delicate, and they did not look like the people who had suffered a disaster at all.
One of them stood outside, looked at the impressive Royal Guards, and said, "Even those merchants from the north are here."
"Your Majesty's imperial decree has been passed to Dazhao. We are all here today thanks to your grace. Now that the Crown Prince has issued an order, we must come."
"Brother, you are right."
The people around them were like air in front of them and were completely ignored.
The man who had just come in with such a high attitude shrank his neck and stood obediently at the back.
Master He looked around casually and saw people coming and going in an endless stream.
People from all walks of life came.
It was not at all what I had imagined, with few visitors.
Master He was stunned and thought: "Your Highness's reputation as a god has spread from the three dukes and nine ministers to the merchants who value profit over separation?"
"Brother He, Brother He?" A short and sturdy man beside him called He Yao a few more times without success, so he restrained himself and waved his hand in front of Master He's eyes.
He Yao quickly came back to his senses: "Excuse me."
The man waved his hands quickly. With He Yao's status, there was no need to say this: "Brother He, you are too polite. If you don't go in, I'm afraid..."
He raised his fan and motioned for Master He to look.
He Yao took a look and saw that there were too many people gathered there. If he didn't go in, it would probably be too late.
So they squeezed forward regardless of anything.
There were too many people competing for the clinker, and Master He boasted that he had never fought like this in his life and was disdainful of it.
But now it seems like I’m going to have to squeeze my head out.
"hiss--"
"Oh my god."
"Ouch."
Master He bumped into someone and was about to apologize when he heard a familiar voice among them.
He looked closely and asked, "He Yu?"
He Yao was horrified. He didn't know where his eldest disciple had gone recently. When he came back occasionally, he was buried in his writing, completely oblivious to what was happening outside.
Looking at He Yu, whose face flushed red as he followed the crowd forward, Master He was deeply shocked.
"Master, Master." He Yu, who was pushed out and bumped into Master He and his group, stuttered and couldn't speak.
When searching for a soulmate in the mountains and rivers, one must never embarrass the soulmate?
Master He looked at He Yu with a complicated expression, thinking of his initial disdain for the young prince.
Now look at how crazy he is about it.
Mr. He felt that people could have multiple faces.
"Hello, Master He!" Xie Ruyi, who was grinning and shouting "Oh my God", had a look of surprise in his eyes when he saw He Yao.
A man who can be written in textbooks!
Alive!
Although not as handsome as the ice maker, he is still a very good textbook male god!
Master He silently took a few steps back. As expected, no matter how many times he saw this unique female hero.
Everyone will be amazed by it.
Fortunately, Xie Ruyi didn't look at him with shining eyes today.
After all, there are textbook male gods every day, but this is only the first time for a fat boy to appear at an auction!
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