With a passion in his heart and the determination to save his father, the little fat boy walked into this strange and empty palace without hesitation.
How long would it take him to walk with his short legs? He didn't even dare to walk, but ran instead. When he got tired, he crawled on the ground, not caring about his image, and doing whatever was convenient.
The fat baby also discovered one thing: if he hadn't taken the initiative to talk and ask for directions, no one would have seen him.
The moment he saw him, the visitor was even a little confused, but then he quickly realized who he was.
"Your Highness..." This seemed to be a word that was difficult to say, and the palace people probably didn't know how to address him.
The palace servants mistook him for his father's younger brother. Twin brothers were an ominous symbol, and he seemed to be the one being hidden.
He survived by relying on his brother to beg for food.
The little fat boy thought for a moment, and he was a little confused, thinking, am I Zhuang Zhou, or am I the butterfly?
Fish always dream.
Is it a dream or the real world?
He hesitated for only a moment before his expression became firm - his father was not fake, he was indeed floating in this sea of suffering, he was indeed covered in wounds, no matter what, the fish came and the fish looked for him, just for Xiaoyuan.
Whether it's a dream or not, this is what I should do.
"Whose pony is this?" He raised his little face and asked in a baby voice.
The palace attendant hesitated slightly and said, "The Third Prince is learning horse riding and archery today. Your Majesty has assigned him this."
The fat baby took a step forward, and the palace maid opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
He stood on tiptoe and whispered something in Xiao Ma's ear.
The next moment, the pony knelt on its front knees obediently, the little fat boy's eyes were bright, he raised a big smile, and jumped up.
Under the stunned gaze of the palace servants, he spurred his horse and whipped it (clapping his hands) and galloped towards the palace road.
The person behind was stunned for a moment before slapping his thigh and saying, "Chase!"
The fat little boy who was stealing things felt no guilt at all. I wonder if he was dreaming.
But please allow Yu'er to regard this place as a dream. Xiaoyuan is a black-sailed boat drifting in the vast ocean, and Yu'er is the hero who saved the prince in distress.
It would be even better if there were colorful auspicious clouds.
I don’t know whether it was the blessing of heaven or the carelessness of the palace servants, but a long line of people followed him but they couldn’t catch up with the two or three-year-old child.
It seemed as if the horse's hooves had small wings, and it was galloping at lightning speed.
"Ma'er, Ma'er, do you know Doctor Zhao?"
"Snake."
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll find the fish slowly. You just hide now. There are too many people around." The little fat boy lay on the horse, raised his hand and touched the long mane, and said gratefully.
He lowered his body, and the flesh on his cheeks trembled twice, and the small golden bell on his bun rang crisply.
The horse looked at him, rubbed against the little fat boy reluctantly, and then obediently moved away.
"I will remember you and come to pick you up." The fat baby promised solemnly, just like in the fantasy stories in the paintings or books, making a promise to the animals.
Then, he turned around again without hesitation and wandered around the palace like a ghost.
The carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the red face has changed.
The little fat boy stared at the unfamiliar time and space. This space with a strange sense of familiarity made him unable to tell the north from the south.
The illiterate man looked at the plaque, pursed his lips, and wanted to slap himself.
Why do fish always refuse to go to school?
Now it’s better, I can’t even recognize the words.
But now is not the time to cry. The little fat boy was working his brain very calmly. It didn't matter if he didn't know how to read, because fish have good memories.
As long as the words on the plaque are exactly the same, you won’t go to the wrong place.
He went back and forth in the palace, always running into someone who could hear him mumbling.
The victims all came forward.
The third prince whose horse was stolen, the fourth prince whose dog was stolen, and the fifth prince who was slapped were all behind a middle-aged man, staring at him with fiery eyes.
"Are you my second son whom I haven't seen for a long time?" A low and playful voice came, waking up the little fat boy who was deep in thought.
The second son? The fat baby stared at Emperor Xuande with wide eyes and frowned, "No way!"
I am an only child, my father has no descendants, and I am his only son!
What's the matter with legitimate or illegitimate children? It has nothing to do with Yu'er.
His eagerness to distance himself from the matter was too obvious, causing others to secretly smack their lips in amazement, thinking that for every freak brother he had, he had a younger brother.
He looks like a fairy boy, but he doesn't know what is good for him.
"Father, that monster stole my lion dog and beat up my fifth brother. Don't be fooled by this little fat boy's fair and tender appearance, he also stole my third brother's horse. He has no manners in front of you, Father. I think I should give that monster -"
The Fourth Prince's still-regular features were etched with malevolence, distorting his features and making him look as hideous as a demon. But before he could finish his insults, the fat kid interrupted him with a stern voice, "How dare you!"
The fat baby's eyes were red and his body was shaking. He clenched his fists and scolded, "He's not a monster, you stinking bug, a bad rat in the gutter."
The son resembles his father.
The little fat boy lived with Emperor Mingxi day and night, and was influenced by him. In addition, the emperor spared no effort to teach him the emperor's mindset. With this rebuke, he really scared the princes who were showing their fangs and claws.
Even Emperor Xuande was shocked.
The fifth prince even covered his face, jumped behind the human wall, and trembled with his hands covering his face.
He's going to hit someone again!
Emperor Xuande looked at the fat boy for a long moment, then suddenly smiled, his eyes full of admiration: "You are more suitable to be the crown prince." He gently coaxed: "Do you want to come from that dark place? The local environment nurtures the local people. I think you are not exactly the same as the queen and that evil creature."
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