there is a king in the palace

"Go in."

"Ouch..."

The king was very flustered.

The dog emperor put the knife around his neck and took him to a small courtyard in Chang'an Bajiao Lane with a strong attitude. His eyes were shining when he looked at him. That kind of light made him tremble all over.

In order to save his own life, the king had no choice but to enter the house with him.

As soon as he entered the room, the Dog Emperor put away his dagger and turned to close the door.

The king dared not attack him from behind.

Just now when he was about to run, the Dog Emperor suddenly flew up and rode on him. Before he could react, the knife had already been placed under his head.

Thinking about it carefully, the dog emperor is indeed unfathomable to have such a large chassis and so many people under his command. Therefore, it is more reliable for him to be honest.

After locking the door, Zhao Xianao turned around and looked at the king excitedly, "Tell me, are you a goblin?"

"Ow—"

Zhao Xianao walked over and patted the king on the head, "Speak humanly."

The king turned his head and refused to speak again.

Zhao Xianao made a gesture to draw out his knife.

"You, please don't embarrass a little tiger like this."

Hearing the clear voice like a boy, Zhao Xianao blinked, "Are you really a goblin?"

The king was very helpless, "I am just a little tiger."

Zhao Xianao raised his eyebrows, "Then how can you talk?"

The king also wanted to know about this question, his face was wrinkled, and he looked very sad, "Maybe, I have a talent for languages."

???

Zhao Xianao knew that there were some strange people who could easily learn all kinds of dialects, and even the barbarians of the country could quickly comprehend them. However, it was the first time he heard that a tiger could learn to speak human.

Zhao Xianao was really caught by him for a moment, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "Don't talk nonsense, answer my question seriously."

The king sat on the floor, stood upright, and spread his hands innocently, "I'm not talking nonsense, I really don't know what's going on."

Also, it's not a fairy.

Zhao Xianao took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his mood.

As the king of a country, his psychological endurance is extremely strong. As an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death.

I don't know if it's because the little fat tiger has a very cute face, Zhao Xianao is not only not afraid, but also loves the little fat tiger even more.

Sure enough, his family's Yuan Huan was different.

correct.

Yuan Huan has always disliked this name, and he would not bother calling him, so he must have his own name.

"What was your original name?"

This is what the king must say, "My lord, yes...cough, my lord will be called lord, and everyone will call me lord."

He wanted to say whether to change his name or not to change his surname, but it suddenly occurred to him that he would answer the dog emperor's call to Yuan Huan, and now he said that, a bit of a slap in the face.

king...

Zhao Xianao stared at the character Wang on his forehead for a while, "Your surname is Wang?"

"I am the king! The king of Hutou Mountain!"

Of course Zhao Xianao knew that his surname was not Wang, so he was just teasing him, "Okay, then you will be called Wang Yuanhuan from now on."

The king wanted to say no, but the dog emperor was playing with the dagger with his fingertips, so he didn't dare.

Wang Yuanhuan is just Wang Yuanhuan.

His Majesty had written all his thoughts on his face. Zhao Xianao pursed his lips, suppressed his smile, and said to him solemnly, "You have to learn to be content. Now you have come from that poor country to the prosperous Chang'an City. , From that unknown great king to a beast king with a name, surname, household registration and status, this is something other goblins... no, something that other tigers dare not even think about, how lucky you are."

In fact, after careful consideration, what he said makes sense.

But the king is not satisfied.

"In Hutou Mountain, they all listen to me." What the king meant is that he has to listen to you now, and his status is not as good as before.

Zhao Xianao counted for him with his fingers, "Look, how many animals you can control in Hutou Mountain, and how many people there are in Song Dynasty, besides me, you are the highest status, one person is below ten thousand people .”

what.

The king really hadn't thought about it this way, he was always wronged.

Hearing what Emperor Dog said, he seemed very powerful.

The king pondered for a long time, then raised his head to look at the dog emperor, with a little vigilance in his eyes, "Are you plotting something against me?"

Zhao Xianao couldn't help it, and laughed out loud, "What do I want you to do? You are covered in tiger skin, what else can I want you to do?"

Also.

After living in the palace for so many days, the king has learned a lot. Compared with him, the tiger king, the dog emperor is more than a star and a half stronger. It is because of the dog emperor that he came out of that broken cage. He lived in such a beautiful house, gave him the best food, beautiful clothes, and except for scaring him with a knife occasionally, the dog emperor was really... very nice to him.

The king lived in Hutou Mountain where the weak preyed on the strong since he was a child. He knew that those weak creatures flattered him just to prevent him from eating them and to let him protect them. Then why is it good for him...

Although the king has not yet understood the reason, he has gradually let go of his guard against Zhao Xianao.

Deep in his heart, he had already equated the dog emperor with a person who treated him unconditionally.

One person and one tiger looked at each other, and the king suddenly said, "Director Li is here, I heard his voice."

Zhao Xianao reckoned that Manager Li should come too, the small courtyard in Bajiao Alley is his stronghold outside the palace, in case of any sudden situation, "Are you so good at hearing?"

The king was proud, "Of course."

Zhao Xianao felt that this little chubby tiger still had many secrets worthy of his exploration, "Don't let others know that you can speak, otherwise, they will treat you like a fairy and burn you to death."

Burned to death.

The king didn't even dare to think about it, and quickly swore, "I will never tell."

Zhao Xianao nodded in satisfaction.

Wang Yuanhuan, a tiger, is very timid and very life-saving, but he will be very cautious about anything that endangers his life.

Manager Li quickly entered the yard, seeing that the emperor and the beast king were safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, hurry back to the palace."

Back to the palace?

Didn't you say you want to eat delicious food?

The king sat on the ground and groaned.

Zhao Xianao didn't forget, he patted the king's head comfortingly, "Don't rush back to the palace, let the people from the government go to make trouble for them, and when the market is quiet, I will still go shopping."

"Then, the slave will go here."

As the emperor's confidant, Manager Li is very clear about the emperor's thoughts. This trouble-making must not cause Liu Yong big troubles. After all, he is a rich businessman, and the emperor has always been tolerant of businessmen.

Manager Li had just entered the door, and left again. Hearing his footsteps fading away, the king raised his head and asked Zhao Xianao, "When shall we go to eat something delicious?"

Really hungry.

Zhao Xianao pursed his lips and shook his head slightly at him, "You can't talk to me like that, if you want to know the rules, you have to call me, Your Majesty."

He has to say that the dog emperor treats him well, there are so many things.

But everyone in Hutou Mountain called him the Great King, who made himself inferior, "Your Majesty, when are we going to eat delicious food?"

really obedient.

Zhao Xianao rubbed his face affectionately, "I'll go later."

Then wait, the king shook his head, jumped onto the bed, and planned to lie down and wait.

And Zhao Xianao had been standing all the time, he was unwilling to sit on the stool because he thought it was dusty, logically speaking, the king should have stood with him.

However, seeing that the king is still very young, let him be free for a while, and the rules should be established slowly.

"By the way, do you know how old you are this year?"

The king doesn't know his exact age, but he knows that although the average tiger can live for 20 years, he should live for two or three 20 years. If so, the dog emperor must recognize him as a demon.

The king flicked his tail, and pretended to be tender because of his small stature, "Three years old."

Three years old, that's not too young, and he's at the age where he can beg a tigress... But the little fat tiger didn't want to talk to him, if he was looking for a tigress to keep him company...

Forget it.

In a flash, Zhao Xianao put aside the matter of marrying the king and having children.

When Director Li came back, Zhao Xianao woke up the drowsy king and took him to the market.

Just now he was busy escaping, but the king really didn't notice that this market is so big, the roads are so wide, and there are so many people, no wonder Emperor Dog said that Hutou Mountain is a remote place, even Lianhua County can't compare with it.

What kind of smell, why is it so fragrant.

The king squinted his eyes and walked to a small stall. There were steaming pastries on the table. They were not as exquisite as those in the palace, but the taste was very unique. "Aww~"

The people in Chang'an City were well-informed, and the king obediently didn't panic too much. The stall owner even saw a big deal.

Only the rich and powerful can raise such an obedient tiger.

Zhao Xianao walked over, took a look at the big and small sticky meat buns, raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were dull.

"Wrap me the biggest one."

"okay."

After receiving the sticky meat bun from the stall owner, Zhao Xianao blew on the hot air on it, and when the meat bun was cold, he brought it to the king's mouth, "Yuan Huan, eat."

The king was very moved.

The dog emperor is so kind to him.

The king opened his mouth, and Ang Wu swallowed the sticky meat bun in one gulp.

Then, chew and chew, chew and chew.

The king's cheeks hurt from chewing, and the meat bun couldn't be chewed, and it was stuffed into his mouth softly.

Zhao Xianao walked a long way, and when he lowered his head, the king was still chewing.

This sticky meat bun is made of glutinous rice, which is wrapped with a little meat filling with a strong aroma. It smells like a meat bun, but it is actually a piece of glutinous rice cake. It was originally sold to the poor who couldn't afford meat to satisfy their greed. After Zhao Xianao came to the throne, the people's life gradually improved, and there were fewer people selling sticky meat buns, but there were still some people who were willing to buy them to recall bitterness and sweetness, so some people were still selling them.

Zhao Xianao was deceived by this thing when he left the palace for the first time, and he has been brooding about it all the time, but now he is relieved.

"Is it tasty?"

The king's mouth was blocked, and he couldn't cry out, so he could only shake his head.

Well, the food in the palace is still delicious. He will try to curry favor with the Emperor Dog in the future and strive to live in the palace for the elderly.

Although he is three years old.