poor family young gentleman

"Yeye, did you hear that? Little Baozi called me King Father, hahaha..."

After hugging the little bun, Yin Huanyang kissed him hard on the face twice, hearty laughter spread all over the coastline, his little bun called him father king, if possible, he wanted to hear it all over the world !

I have never seen him like this before, not only Chang Huan, Mu Jingzhou, but also Xiao Lingjun were shocked. Everyone could clearly feel his joy from the heart!

"Why are you happy, the little bun has already called me daddy."

Glancing at the father and son full of resentment, Feng Jiye muttered in a low voice, little traitor, let's see if he goes back and smashes his little ass!

"The Emperor is here!"

Unfortunately, their happiness didn't last long, the eunuch's high-pitched singing suddenly sounded, and the emperor's Luanjia drove slowly, surrounded by guards of honor and officials, to see the second prince sitting next to him on the Luanjia, Feng Jiye She curled her lips, took out a stick and tore off the wrapping paper candy to block Xiao Baozi's mouth, then reached out and hugged him.

The expression on Yin Huanyang's face also disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his usual coldness and indifference. No one knew how much anger was lurking deep in his eyes. The little bun finally called him father, and it was he who followed Ye Yela The good opportunity to get close was suddenly interrupted by his good father, an unbearable urge to kill the king and father lingered firmly in his heart!

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The Xiaoling army arranged on the coastline knelt down in unison, three shouts of long live shook the sky and the earth, and went straight to the sky. Chang Huan and Mu Jingzhou both got off their horses and lived on both sides of Yin Huanyang. Ye Junheng also looked a little pale Chu Tianlang and Huzi approached, and none of the group knelt down, but just bowed and clasped their fists to welcome the saint!

"Be flat!"

Surrounded by hundreds of guards of honor, Luanjia gradually approached, and stopped steadily in front of Yin Huanyang and others. The emperor took the second prince down from Luanjia, and Wu Jin, who was always by his side, swept away the dust and sang loudly: " Your Majesty has a decree, flatten your body!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Xie En's voice was still uniform, and after they got up, the officials following behind were also led by the three elders and bowed to Yin Huanyang: "Your Majesty, I will join you for a thousand years!"

"My lords, there is no need to be polite!"

Yin Huanyang stood with one hand behind his back, with a powerful aura lingering all over his body. The emperor, who was approaching with the second prince, paused slightly, and then stepped forward like a normal person, his eyes fixed on Feng Jiye: "Feng Shaojun, wait a moment Are you going to go out to sea on that big ship? How many days will it take to return?"

During the questioning, the emperor glanced at the big ship docked not far away meaningfully. At first he didn't plan to come, but after thinking about it, he didn't feel relieved, so he came in person, and brought his second son along, just in case I really pray for success, and the second son can also reap the hearts of the people by the way, right?

It has to be said that the emperor also broke his heart for the second son, but unfortunately his actions also broke the heart of the other son. Although people's hearts are biased, his heart is too biased!

"Why does it take a few days? You can return in a few hours. If you succeed, it will definitely rain before dark."

Lifting his eyes to look at him, Feng Jiye directly looked away by moving the child, neither wanting to look at him again, nor giving people a sense of disrespect and offense.

"really?!"

Unexpectedly, it will be so fast, the emperor will inevitably lose his composure. The drought in Mingxia has been too long. Not only the people, but he also hopes that God will rain as soon as possible. The seeds are all dried up, and there will be no harvest in the coming year. After the second dragon raises its head in February, the spring plowing will take at least May and June to fully recover, and we have to wait for God to take care of it and stop the drought.

"If your majesty doesn't believe me, why ask?"

If he was really a good emperor, he wouldn't lock up a large number of refugees outside the imperial city. He didn't think it was a problem when he didn't go out of the city before, until he saw refugees piled up outside the city. Even his arms were bare, and he was so hungry that he was out of shape. Even a person like him who has experienced the end of the world and thinks he has forgotten what kindness is is too miserable. Although these are all caused by God's drought, the emperor He also bears an unshirkable responsibility. Usually he enjoys the worship and support of the people. At this time, he should save the people at all costs. If he can part his thoughts of suppressing his own son, why worry about refugees being unable to resettle?

"Bold, how did you talk to Father?"

The second prince, Yin Huanting, was favored by the emperor and the emperor. Seeing him being so rude, he immediately jumped out to accuse him. Yin Huanyang's stern eyebrows swept over him. Before he could speak, Ye Junheng let go of Chu Tianlang and stepped forward to put his brother on the shoulders : "How did you talk to him again? You little brat, get out and play with your eggs."

"you…"

"Okay, Ye Junheng, you still can't control your mouth, can you?"

Yin Huanting, who had never been bullied like this before, felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and was about to fight back. It was the emperor who stopped him, but he just glared at Ye Junheng angrily.

"If you want Cao Min to shut up, your majesty, you have to control your own son first."

Cursing his lips, Ye Junheng took the child from Feng Jiye's hand, held him with one hand and took out the lollipop stuffed in his mouth: "Little Doudinger, is Baba right?"

"Ba, Baba..."

The sweet and sour candy was abruptly taken away. The little bun expressed his displeasure. After fluttering a few times but failing to get it, he shrugged and looked at the emperor and his son. His big round eyes looked at them cutely and he blinked twice. His little hand suddenly Thumping vigorously again: "Hit, hit..."

Is this to hit them?

The corners of the mouths of the emperor and his son twitched, they thought this child was cute.

"Ha ha…"

Seeing this, Ye Junheng laughed exaggeratedly. The others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they could only lower their heads and try their best to bear it. Seeing the emperor's face getting uglier, Feng Jiye snatched the lollipop from his younger brother It was stuffed into the mouth of the son who was still shouting and beating, and he turned around and smiled without sincerity: "Your Majesty, forgive me, the dog is at the age of learning to speak, and he didn't intend to offend."

Being beautiful is often a privilege. For example, now, even if his apology is not distracted, the emperor's face has softened a lot. Even Yin Huanting, who should have been spoiled, is still staring at Xiao Baozi indignantly. , but the little bun was content with the lollipop, so he didn't have time to talk to him at all.

"It's okay, your baby is very cute. I heard you have another one in your stomach? Why isn't their father with you?"

The emperor waved his hand generously, trying to test him quietly. Ye Junheng is an eunuch, and his child obviously cannot be his. Whose father is the child?What kind of man can have such a strange Kun, but is willing to let him get mixed up with an eunuch?

Feng Jiye's smile faded away, and he said calmly, "He's dead!"

"... "

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help showing weird expressions, especially Chang Huan, Mu Jingzhou and others. If they weren't afraid that the emperor would see something, they would definitely not be able to help but interview the person who was killed again. On the other hand, Yin Huanyang himself, not only was not surprised, but his lips seemed to be slightly curved. Regarding the matter of being killed, he was already deft. Now he only cares about, in Yeye's mind, when will he come back to life? !

"It's almost time, Jun Heng, Your Highness, let's get ready to board the boat."

Without giving the emperor another chance to pry, Feng Jiye turned to look at Ye Junheng and Yin Huanyang respectively.

"No, that, Feng Jiye, you want to take the child too?"

Seeing that they had no intention of handing over the child to anyone, Chang Huan couldn't help crying out in worry, even though he was not familiar with Feng Jiye, after all, he was Huanyang's eldest son, right?Can they take care of him when they pray?After all, he is just a child under one year old.

"Give it to me, I promise to help you take good care of him, and won't let anyone touch him!"

Mu Jingzhou stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the child, but his eyes were on Feng Jiye. He knew that whether it was Yin Huanyang or Ye Junheng, they only listened to him.

"Thank you, Mu Shizi, but no need, I am used to taking care of children by myself."

Feng Jiye bowed politely, nodded to the worried Chu Tianlang and the others, and walked towards the big boat docked on the coast, Ye Junheng, who was holding the child, followed closely beside him.

"It's not that he doesn't believe you."

It was embarrassing for Mu Jingzhou, so Yin Huanyang patted him on the shoulder before following him, but since the emperor was not far away, he didn't say much, since they handed over the child to Erwa that time, he was almost killed by Wan Ying After choking to death, no matter where they went, they would take the child with them, and they would hardly let him out of their sight.

"Don't think too much, there should be some special reason."

Seeing this, Chang Huan also leaned up to comfort him in a low voice, and Mu Jingzhou smiled slightly: "I look like such a stingy person?"

When he was first rejected, he was a little embarrassed, but soon he let it go, because if Feng Jiye bowed to meet him, if he was deliberately embarrassing him, with his attitude of not pretending to the emperor, it shouldn't be Would be super polite.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, Feng Shaojun, may you all seek the mercy of the heavens and rain down on you!"

"May God have mercy, and heaven will send nectar!"

"May God have mercy, and heaven will send nectar!"

Under the leadership of the three elders, all civil and military officials knelt down again, praying for God's mercy, and the voice of the emperor who was a little displeased because he was neglected also showed his face full of longing. The heavy rain is up to them. If the drought continues like this, the suffering of the people will be secondary. If there is a plague or public grievances, there will be uprisings everywhere, and Mingxia will really be over by then.

"Anchor!"

In order to reduce the accompanying personnel as much as possible, as early as two days ago, Feng Jiye had Ye Junheng connect with Nanheng Xiyao, and quietly changed the internal structure of the big ship. Both the anchor and the drive were replaced with fully automatic motors. With only Ye Junheng at the helm, he could still easily lift the anchor, start the engine, and propel the ship to the sea.

"Fang Aiqing, how many of them are on board?"

Seeing the big ship sailing away slowly, the emperor frowned and said, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the open-top off-road not far away, and his eyes flickered again. Dongchang had already reported to him about the two lumps of iron. He knew that it was Ye Junheng's car, and it was said that it was obtained from an overseas businessman, but he didn't know exactly what happened.

"No, there are still many soldiers in charge of rowing under the cabin."

Yin Huanyang had expected that someone would ask, and he had already told them how to deal with it.

"Ah."

The emperor nodded in relief: "Since it only takes a few hours, why not wait here with me?"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

He has said that, who dares to say no?