On the fifth day of November, owner Yuan Xiaofang went to the workshop in the suburbs of Beijing to inspect the work.

The carriage drove to the workshop, and the stewards from each workshop were already waiting at the door.

Li Chengqian got off the carriage, and when the officials were about to salute, he raised his hand slightly to stop them.

Behind him, King Zhao held a small dumpling in official robes and jumped out of the carriage lightly.

Yuchi Baoqi and Changsun, who came out of another carriage, rushed over and looked at the sleeping little boy. They were not surprised at all.

The prince said to everyone: "Please keep this matter a secret today, so that we, Master Yuan Fang, will not be disgraced."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment, so they could only nod.

Two more people got off the carriage that came next.

Li Ke held a little lion with an official hat, and Li Tai took Xiao Hei's rope and got off the carriage one on the left and the other on the right.

It looks like a group of teenagers out for fun.

Seeing people blocking the door, the prince walked into the workshop first.

The people behind also followed.

Yuan Yuan slept until he woke up naturally.

In the office lobby of the workshop, several teenagers were sitting upright, reading the paperwork for their respective workshops.

The little fat boy looked around, took off the official hat from the head of San Huang who was sleeping next to him, and put it on his own head.

Then he made a few "cough cough cough" sounds to attract everyone's attention.

Several others were suppressing laughter in their hearts, but pretended not to notice on their faces.

Yuan Yuanke was anxious. She put her little hands around her mouth and made a "shhhhhhh" sound.

The prince and others couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.

King Zhao came over, put on the little baby's shoes, and carried her out: "I will take you to find the maid."

Yuan Yuan waved her fist in mid-air and made a face at the others.

Li Tai burst into tears laughing: "This little villain is going to make me laugh to death."

After a while, the little boy came back after solving the big problem in Zaisheng.

The official hat and official robes were also arranged, the little round face was serious, and the little hands were held majestically behind the back.

"Brothers, come on and play with me... let's go on patrol together!!!"

The teenagers stood up neatly, and Li Tai hugged Yuan Yuan: "I'm just waiting for you. Who else can sleep as well as you?"

Yuan Yuan pushed him anxiously: "My official robe is going bad!"

After the group of people went out, they were all neatly dressed in princely and official uniforms, which were very luxurious and beautiful.

Yuan Xiaofang's little chubby face was wrinkled, and she walked in front with little hands on her back. She was flanked by Sanhuang and Xiaohei, and behind her was a group of teenagers.

When he was about to reach the paper mill, Sanhuang turned around and ran towards the woods nearby.

Xiaohei followed him in a few seconds.

The little boy also chased after him.

The first three cubs suddenly disappeared, and the formal inspection work was interrupted again.

King Zhao and Yuchi Baoqi looked at each other, turned around helplessly and walked toward the forest.

Where the guards took turns patrolling every day, San Huang discovered a hare.

It bared its teeth fiercely at the hare, but the hare was not afraid at all and bumped into it.

Sanhuang was startled, and his eyes were filled with stars.

The hare turned around and ran away, but was held down by Xiao Hei.

Yuan Yuan squatted on the ground and swallowed: "You can have O'Langliang's roasted rabbit for lunch!!!"

Behind him, King Zhao crossed his arms and was speechless: "Do you still remember today's mission?"

Yuan Yuan felt a little guilty: "My grandma told me that if babies eat more meat, they will grow taller!"

King Zhao walked over and stretched out his hand. The little kid looked at the hare reluctantly and sighed, "Xiao Mao, I'll come over and play with you in a minute."

She took King Zhao's hand, pouted and left.

Yuchi Baoqi picked up the hare and handed it to the guard.

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Guys, let’s go off topic.

Because I, a particularly unstable author, always complain.

Readers probably know that I haven't written any results.

I've been under a lot of pressure recently because it's been exactly a year since I wrote the article.

Writing articles not only affected my main job, but also left me with no spare time activities at all.

I think I have tried it all at home, so don’t waste any more time.

They looked at me like a lost lamb, and everyone who came wanted to persuade me to return to the right path and not sink too deep into it.

I struggled every day and argued hard, but with no results and everything I said seemed like quibbling.

Hey, hey, you don’t need to tip me, no need.

I'm just... really stressed.

I tried my best wherever I could, on both long and short stories. Obviously everyone said that the writing was very good, but I just lacked a little bit of luck.

So frustrating.

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