Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

Eunuch Xi ran anxiously from outside the palace and handed over the urgent report in his hand.

The emperor read ten lines at a glance and punched the dragon case, "This is unreasonable!"

Several surrounding counties also suffered from locust plagues, but local officials concealed the news and did not report it.

"Go and call the prince and Lao Ba." After saying this, the emperor walked into the inner hall.

He took out the portrait of the Supreme Emperor and hung it up. After three kowtows and nine bows, he said, "Father, you have a spirit in heaven, and you will definitely bless Tianchen to get through this calamity safely."

He stood in front of the portrait for a long time until Eunuch Xi came over and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and the Eighth Prince are here."

"Put away the portrait of the Supreme Emperor." After saying that, he walked out.

The Crown Prince and His Highness the Eighth Prince saw the Emperor's figure and stepped forward to salute, "My sons and ministers are here to see my father."

The Emperor's uneasy heart seemed to have calmed down a lot after he paid homage to the Supreme Empress. His steps were even and every step was firm and powerful.

"Ping Shen." Sitting on the dragon chair, he picked up the urgent report on the dragon case, "Lao Jiu sent it, take a look."

The prince stepped forward, received the emergency report respectfully, returned to his original position and unfolded it.

His Highness the Eighth Prince stepped forward and said after a moment, "Father, don't worry, I would rather starve myself than let my father starve."

The Emperor, who had finally calmed down, was on the verge of going berserk again because of His Highness the Eighth Prince's words.

"You, you, you..." He was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"It is the duty of a son to share his father's worries. Father, you are welcome."

The prince moved his eyes from the emergency report to the face of His Highness the Eighth Prince, trying to see if the people around him were joking, but he saw a very serious face.

He shook his head almost imperceptibly, and then turned his attention back to the emergency report.

"Happy Eunuch," the emperor shouted, "bring me my whip."

Eunuch Xi ran out of the inner hall, quickly took off the whip hanging on the side wall, and handed it to the emperor with both hands.

His Highness the Eighth Prince widened his eyes and had a bad premonition. He bumped his elbow into the prince next to him, "Brother, why do you feel that your father is going to hit me?"

The corners of the prince's mouth twitched, "It's not a feeling, it's true." Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped back several steps, widening the distance between the two to avoid harming Chi Yu.

"No, why?"

As soon as he finished asking, the whip was already hitting him.

"Why? Tianchen's people will face famine. I called you here to find a way to survive this disaster safely, not to prevent yourself from starving."

While reprimanding, he whipped his whip at His Highness the Eighth Prince, one after another, as if he didn't know he was tired, and didn't stop at all.

His Highness the Eighth Prince hurriedly dodged, "Father, even if I want to help the people, I am powerless. There is not much food left in my house, so how can I help them?"

The prince, who was "watching the battle" on the side, shook his head again.

The emperor who was chasing after me was a little out of breath, "I asked you to think of a way, I asked you to think of a way, but you asked me."

His Highness the Eighth Prince hid behind the pillar, stuck his head out, and said with a mournful face, "Father, I really don't have any extra food. What can I do?"

The emperor whipped out a whip, fast and accurate, and His Highness hurriedly hid his head behind the pillar.

The whip struck the pillar, leaving obvious marks.

"Since it is useless, there is no need to live anymore. Save the food for the useful people." The emperor threw away the whip in his hand and said, "Here comes someone."

Two secret guards suddenly appeared, "See the Emperor."

His Highness the Eighth Prince, "Father, Father, are you serious?"

"Father, I am Xiaoba, your caring little cotton-padded jacket, Xiaoba." The voice sounded like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

"Put Shangguan Wuyou in the sky prison, and the Queen of Autumn will ask and behead him."

His Highness the Eighth Prince rushed to the Emperor's feet and staged a real-life "thigh hug".

"Father, please don't go to the prison. I'm afraid of ghosts." He hugged the emperor's legs tightly and said.

The emperor felt disgusted with his nose and tears and tried to push him away. He tried several times but failed.

"Father, I have an idea. I have to find a way to detoxify the animals in the sea. In this way, even if there is no food, the fish, shrimps and crabs can keep the people from starving."

"Get up."

"I can't afford it. When I get up, I have to go to the prison. There are many ghosts there, and I'm afraid."

The emperor took a deep breath and said in his heart: The dragon gave birth to nine sons. Each of the nine sons is different, which is normal. The fingers extend out to different lengths, and they are all normal.

"Get up, I've embarrassed you so much." He said and looked around.

Eunuch Xi and the two secret guards looked up at the roof, proving with their actions that they had not seen it.

His Highness the Eighth Prince still maintained his current posture, but did not get up.

"Get up, there's no need to go to the prison."

"Really?" His Highness the Eighth Prince looked up at the Emperor with tears in his eyes.

"You have no joke."

After receiving the emperor's assurance, His Highness released his hand. After standing up, he patted his chest and said, "It scared me to death."

The emperor gave him a hard look and sat back on the dragon chair. He picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Your Majesty, herbal tea is harmful to the body." Eunuch Xi quickly served hot tea.

"Hmph, I'm so angry with him that I need herbal tea to put out the fire." He pointed at His Highness the Eighth Prince and said with hatred for steel.

"Why did I give birth to a son like this? How can a majestic prince cry like a child?"

His Highness the Eighth Prince, who was standing next to the prince, whispered, "My son has been afraid of ghosts since he was a child. Father, you don't know that?"

"Shut up." The emperor slapped Long An hard and shouted.

His Highness the Eighth Prince quickly stretched out his hand and covered his mouth.

"Happy father-in-law, give him paper, ink, pen and inkstone and ask him to issue a military order."