Chapter 149 A Bao blows up the capital
"It's just lively." Di Li lowered the car curtain. Lan Yixiuan was gone. It seemed that he had to find a chance to ask her about the amulet another day.
Today, if it weren't for this amulet, I would have gone crazy again like ten years ago.
The fake monk handed the blood jade to Feng Sheng.
Feng Sheng had been waiting in the broken alley for a day. This blood jade can feed a little ghost and absorb people's spirit.
But this time when he got the blood jade, it was not given by Huipin herself, and she also found a torn handkerchief to wrap it.
Feng Sheng was not happy.
His blood jade was the best and had to be wrapped in a golden box. The torn handkerchief was simply a devaluation.
Who knew that when he opened the brocade handkerchief and saw the blood jade that was already in two halves, Feng Sheng exploded immediately!
...
Yihe Palace.
The Tyrant picked up Abao, whose belly was bulging, and it was obvious that she was angry.
[Why don't we have great gods in the Tiansheng Dynasty, but other countries have great gods?]
The Tyrant understood immediately.
It turned out that his precious daughter was angry about this.
"Today, I heard from your mother that you saw the temple when you returned to the palace."
Abao's eyes were rolling.
The little girl was in a bad mood and didn't even want to nod her head.
"Did your aunt Yun tell you the story of the great gods in our Tiansheng Dynasty?"
"Humph."
[Dare to bully our Tiansheng Dynasty for not having great gods?]
The little guy slipped out of the Tyrant's arms and stumbled into the room.
As he walked, the little guy kept muttering in his heart, "Humph, I was in a good mood today. I accepted a future emperor as my apprentice and got an underground treasury, but when I came back, I found out that someone laughed at our Tiansheng Dynasty because of the Great God? 】
[How can you really tolerate it?! What they have, we have too. The Great God won't come to our Tiansheng Dynasty, right? Then our Tiansheng Dynasty can create a Great God ourselves.]
The big tyrant froze in front of the door.
What did he hear?
This afternoon, the little girl did so many big things.
The future emperor... who is it?
Defei and Zhilan both saw the little girl enter the room happily, but they didn't ask aloud, knowing that the little girl was angry.
"Wow, wow, wow--"
The crying of the little girl came from the ear room.
The calm Concubine De panicked instantly and rushed into the house, followed closely by the great tyrant.
"Abao, what's wrong..." The two stood at the door and saw Abao holding many gold nuggets in his arms.
The gold nuggets had heads, arms and bodies...
like a small golden doll, broken.
[How could this happen? How come all the golden statues I cast in the golden basin space are broken?]
Abao looked down at her own golden statue.
This was cast for herself after she returned to the palace.
[Put my golden statue in the temple, we have gods in the Tiansheng Dynasty, I am much more powerful than those little gods]
Concubine De widened her eyes in astonishment.
After so long, I also knew that Abao had great magical powers, but I didn't know what kind of person she was in her previous life.
[Before, people cast a golden statue of me to worship me, but I didn’t want to do it, and it was blown up]
[This time, I will support my father and mother. Our Tiansheng Dynasty also has a great god, that is me - Emperor Abao! ]
[If they have the guts, let them pull out their gods to walk around with me, and see who is more powerful]
The great tyrant Feng Zhonglingluan.
Si didn’t think that his precious daughter was talking nonsense.
He always thought that his precious daughter was a big shot.
And a big shot who was awesome!
[Now it’s all over, why can’t the golden statue be cast?] Abao held his broken arms and legs, tears welling up in his eyes.
He couldn’t figure it out.
The tyrant laughed loudly and spoke from the bottom of his heart, "Abao, you want a golden statue, right? Daddy will order the goldsmith to cast one for you, no, cast ten, a hundred! As long as you like, we can cast as many as you want."
Abao pursed his lips and looked at his father.
[Daddy really loves me! Okay, okay, cast a golden statue, just one! One will do!]
Abao didn't like golden statues before, but now, at this moment, he likes them.
The golden statue represents the true God.
The tyrant immediately gave orders.
He did not use the gold and silver from the national treasury, which belonged to the people.
The tyrant had his own small private treasury, which he had saved since he had Abao.
Although there was not much gold, it was no problem to cast a golden statue for Abao.
That night, the gold refining workshop exploded.
The goldsmiths tearfully begged to see the great tyrant.
The great tyrant carried Abao and went straight to Yu's study.
"Your Majesty, it's no use. The golden body can't be cast. It was almost finished, but it exploded, and the gold refining workshop also exploded."
Abao woke up from a nap, and heard this sentence with her little ears perked up.
Suddenly, the little girl was no longer sleepy.
[It exploded again?]
The great tyrant made a decision, "Recast it. If one golden body explodes, cast the second one."
Who dared not to obey the great tyrant's order?
The goldsmiths immediately rushed to make Abao's golden body overnight.
As a result, the second gold refining workshop also exploded.
The third, the fourth...
That night, all the underground gold refining workshops in the capital of the Tiansheng Dynasty were blown up, a total of seven!
The Tyrant was worried about disturbing Po's sleep at night, so he didn't let anyone report it. He
didn't receive the notification until the morning when Po had just finished washing up and drinking milk.
[Good fellow, you are not letting me cast a golden body.]
A-Po felt that something was wrong.
[When I was in the underworld before, the golden statues were lined up in a row, but now, not even a single golden statue can be cast?]
A-Po was irritable and scratched his hair.
Both of his little ones were messed up.
"Don't be angry, my dear daughter. Daddy will cast a golden statue for you one day sooner or later, okay?" The big tyrant changed his voice to a clip to coax little A-Po.
He didn't want to disappoint A-Po.
Oh.
This was the first time that someone doubted him as an emperor. This was such a failure.
He couldn't even cast a golden statue for his daughter.
Now the gold refining workshop was blown up, and it would not be possible to cast one for a while.
Abao is a sensible child after all. She touched the face of the tyrant with her chubby little hands, "Don't cry, don't cry."
[Abao, don't cry. Abao doesn't like the golden body. Abao just wants our Tiansheng Dynasty to have a great god too, so that other countries won't laugh at us and laugh at daddy]
[I don't know if daddy can understand my thoughts]
Oh.
The concubine is really sensible.
The heart of the tyrant, this old father, is overflowing with fatherly love.
He wants to give the whole world to Abao as long as she can be happy.
Abao stayed quiet in Yihe Palace for a day.
She didn't count chickens or eggs.
She didn't care about the situation in Qingyun Palace.
Anyway, I don't know what the little girl is thinking. Concubine De Zhilan talked to her, but she didn't say a word, looking like she was worried.
After dinner, Abao came into the room, "My dear, let's go to bed."
Concubine De was quite surprised. Why did Abao go to bed so early today?
Thinking that Abao might not have slept well last night with the emperor, Concubine De did not ask any more questions.
Abao went into the room, and after a while, he quietly knocked on the window.
A shadow flashed in.
It was Feng Zhuo.
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