I want to abdicate every day [Rebirth]

Early the next morning.

The king of Chu was full of energy, changed into a coarse linen clothes, and was asking the housekeeper to carry charcoal fire to the cart where the oven was placed.

Song Yan got up early in the morning. Hearing that the front yard was very lively, he became curious. He took Chang Lu and Ji Zhao to the front yard, but as soon as he stepped out of the arch, he saw Chu in coarse sackcloth. Wang Zheng stood in front of the oven with his hips akimbo, chattering endlessly:

"I've only been lying down for two days, why did you destroy my oven? Hurry up and start a fire, it will be late, and my regular customers should not come."

As soon as he finished speaking, he watched the others knelt on the ground and saluted quickly, then turned around to look at Song Yan who was full of surprise, and hurriedly saluted:

"Why did your Majesty wake up so early and didn't sleep much?"

Song Yan took a closer look at King Chu's oven, and his face immediately darkened: "What is Uncle Huang doing? Could it be that he is planning to sell meatloaf again?"

King Chu nodded quickly: "Your Majesty, I don't have any other hobbies. I just like to sell meatloaf. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I'm going here."

The king of Chu said it lightly, and as soon as he waved, the guards in the mansion immediately helped to carry the cart with the oven out of the small palace.

Song Yan let out a loud cry, and then the guards slowly put down the cart. The King of Chu looked at Song Yan puzzled, but only heard him say:

"Uncle Huang is really brave. He even dared to disobey the imperial decree. When did I say that you can go out of the house to sell meatloaf, huh? If you know it, you will say that this is the uncle's hobby. If you don't know, I'm afraid they will say that I don't care about family affection, the emperor's uncle just recovered from his illness, so he wants to go out to sell meat pies, what is this, this is the emperor's uncle telling the world that I treat you harshly."

The King of Chu was at a loss for words for a moment, and pretended to cover his lips and coughed twice: "Your Majesty, no, you look at me in such good health, how can it be that Your Majesty treats the minister harshly, this is the minister's voluntary."

Song Yan stepped forward and grabbed the king of Chu: "But people in this world don't know, if the emperor's uncle wants to go out to sell cakes with such a sick body, then I will have to follow the emperor and sell cakes with the emperor."

As soon as Song Yan's words fell, the guards behind him stepped forward one after another and drew out their long swords. The sharp blade was glowing coldly, and the King of Chu's heart trembled and he was a little dizzy.

Ji Zhao and the three of them said in unison: "This subordinate swears to guard His Majesty's safety to the death, and will never leave."

The King of Chu hurriedly stroked his chest and persuaded him: "Your Majesty, when this minister goes to sell cakes, he never asks so many people to follow him. The three of them are so vicious that they might scare away the customers."

Ji Zhao's eyes were slightly cold, and he said seriously: "It is the duty of our Shence Battalion soldiers to protect His Majesty's safety."

Yu Bo said: "Your Majesty is the true Dragon Son of Heaven, revered by all the people. In this market place where fish and dragons are mixed together, I'm afraid His Majesty's safety will be threatened."

Qi Ruotang: "Wherever Your Majesty goes, we must follow, and strangers should not come near."

The king of Chu was stunned: "You... If you all keep up, how can the common people come to buy meatloaf! Nonsense! No way."

Song Yan looked serious: "Uncle Emperor, I have made up my mind. If you insist on selling meatloaf, I can only go with you."

The king of Chu looked at Song Yan's expression, and his heart was already filled with huge waves.

Song Yan coaxed and bluffed like this, the king of Chu was already uneasy, he wanted to use this to express his determination not to fight for the position, but he didn't expect Song Yan to not believe it at all, and even became aggressive, which made the king of Chu feel uneasy. Very unhappy.

The king of Chu felt wronged, but it was difficult to express it clearly. After all, Song Yan was still the emperor at the moment, and he colluded with the king of Gaochang, pretending to be ill and deceiving the emperor.

So he had no choice but to let out a long sigh, lowered his head and said:

"Since Your Majesty wants to follow, then follow."

Song Yan never expected that the King of Chu would compromise like this. Shouldn't he be terrified, and then stop selling meatloaf?

Unexpectedly, the king of Chu agreed in this way, which is really puzzling.

Afterwards, Song Yan followed King Chu out of the mansion, and pushed King Chu's oven trolley to a familiar stall. The journey along the way really attracted people's attention.

When they got to the stall, Song Yan sat next to the King of Chu, Chang Lu stood beside him, Yu Boyan and Qi Ruotang stood on both sides, Ji Zhao stood in the middle, holding a sword in his arms, with a solemn expression, those who were bluffing People passing by stayed away, for fear of offending them.

The corners of King Chu's lips twitched, he looked at the three people in front of him, then at Song Yan, and hurriedly shouted: "Sell——sell cakes."

It turned out that the king of Chu yelled loudly, he yelled on the street and could be heard from all over the street, but just now he yelled very embarrassingly, just like a thin-skinned person who just came out of a stall and was embarrassed to yell.

Song Yan looked at the king of Chu who fell silent after yelling, without raising his lips and smiling: "What's wrong with uncle? Why didn't you yell anymore?"

The King of Chu looked back at Song Yan, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that his smile had something to say, and he even felt that he was making a joke of himself.

The King of Chu stabilized his mind and understood that he was living for himself and to prove to the emperor that he had no intention of disobedience, so he couldn't shrink back just because of Song Yan's smile, he had to persevere.

"Selling cakes—"

As soon as the King of Chu turned his head, Song Yan yelled out for him, the voice was loud, although it was a teasing voice, but the King of Chu's heart trembled when he heard it, and he was extremely wronged.

Song Yan smiled and said, "Uncle, if you don't want to yell, I'll yell for you. Sell cakes, sell meat pies."

The King of Chu used to think it was nothing, but now when he heard Song Yan yelling for him, he felt that his face was a bit embarrassing, and he always felt ashamed and flustered.

The king of Chu looked back at Song Yan: "I said, you should go back, this place is not suitable for you, especially these three guards are here, so scared that no one dares to buy my cakes."

What Song Yan was waiting for was the King of Chu's words. He rolled up his sleeves with a smile, and walked towards the King of Chu and said, "If my uncle doesn't close the stall, I won't go back. It just so happens that I came to Weifu for a private visit. I don't want to experience how the people live. Wencheng Mansion and the common people learned how to farm, why not learn how to make meatloaf with your uncle in Jingchu."

The King of Chu quickly stopped him: "Your Majesty, no, no, no, you are a rich man, how can you do such a thing."

Song Yan said: "Uncle is still a dignified prince, and also my uncle, elder, and elder takes the lead to be close to the people, so I naturally have to learn a little bit."

The King of Chu was choked up by Song Yan's words, and then he felt that he was riding a tiger, and always felt that Song Yan was taking the opportunity to punish himself.

So the king of Chu had no choice but to swallow all the suffering in his stomach, turned his head and kneaded the dough, and made this meatloaf.

Song Yan looked at the appearance of the King of Chu, and felt very proud.

——He didn't believe that with him making trouble by his side, this king of Chu could continue kneading dough and making cakes, even if not for himself, for the emperor's sake, he would talk home and be his prince.

In this way, Song Yan will not worry about not having an heir to the throne.

Song Yan called out, and Ji Zhao and Yu Boyan Qi Ruotang immediately turned around and stopped guarding the bakery stall fiercely.

The King of Chu knew that Song Yan would not let it go, as long as he stabilized his mind and used actions to show that he had no disobedience, he endured it, so he shared a part of it with him:

"Then Your Majesty will first learn how to knead the dough, and after kneading the dough, teach you how to make cakes."

The King of Chu originally thought that Song Yan would definitely not be able to do it, so he took up the posture of being a teacher, waiting for Song Yan to say no, so he could take the opportunity to let Song Yan go back to the mansion.

However, Song Yan took the dough and kneaded earnestly like the king of Chu: "Is it so hard? Uncle, see if I knead well. Uncle, see if it is the kneaded dough."

Song Yan studied it very seriously, kneading the dough little by little, which was quite fun.

Song Yan thought, if he abdicates successfully in the future, he will also find a place to set up such a stall selling cakes, sell them while baking, and earn some food and living expenses. He does not need to support his family, and he is alone. live comfortably.

The more he thought about it, Song Yan worked extra hard. After kneading the dough, he had to learn how to mix the meat stuffing with the king of Chu before starting to make cakes.

The King of Chu did not expect that Song Yan would be addicted to cooking. Originally, he took the noodles and minced meat to make for a day, but Song Yan finished it in half a day. The meat pie was baking in the stove. Song Yan stood by and yelled from time to time There was a call to sell cakes, but no one came to buy them.

If so many biscuits can't be sold, they will be thrown into the hands, and Song Yan feels worried.

Seeing that the time had come, the king of Chu hurriedly persuaded him, "Your Majesty, the cakes are all finished, so it's time to go back."

Song Yan frowned and shook his head: "It's not right, so many cakes can't be sold, is it because I'm not doing well enough?"

The king of Chu rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Don't worry, don't worry, the cakes made by your majesty are the best, but these people, I think they only want to be safe, your majesty, your three guards are here, really It's to frighten them, they must not dare to come, so His Majesty will go back to the palace first, and I will be able to sell all the cakes in a while."

Song Yan stared sideways at the King of Chu, and thought for a while: "I think what you said is reasonable."

The King of Chu smiled, and just as he was about to speak, Song Yan continued:

"It's okay, I have my own way to sell this cake."

The King of Chu was puzzled, Song Yan whispered something in Chang Lu's ear, Chang Lu was a little surprised: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not good."

Song Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, you can call."

——It would be even better if the assassin could be recruited.

Song Yan was very proud of himself, and then he heard Chang Lu standing on the street clearing his throat and shouting: "Your Majesty came to the meat pie stand of the king of Chu and made meat pies with his own hands. Please honor me."

After Chang Lu shouted, the pedestrians on the street disappeared immediately at the speed of the wind.

The King of Chu was stunned for a moment, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he was afraid that these common people would know that the emperor was here, and both of them would be frightened and at a loss for what to do.

Song Yan didn't think so, he reached out and stroked his hair, looked at the King of Chu beside him, and said:

"Uncle, let's continue baking, it may not be enough for a while."

The king of Chu didn't know why, but the moment he looked up, he found lively voices coming from both sides of the street. The pedestrians who had disappeared on the street before were holding all kinds of baskets that could hold things in their hands. The meatloaf stand next to it is coming.

The king of Chu was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

Song Yan was full of complacency, and after seeing the people kowtow and salute in a proper manner, Song Yan said: "Everyone, let's get down, I came to Jingchu, and I don't know how to get close to the people, so I borrowed the cake stand of the King of Chu, personally It is my wish to make some cakes for you to taste."

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

A crowd of common people knelt down and shouted loudly, the scene was very lively.

Song Yan said: "However, meat pies are very limited, and no one can only buy one."

As soon as the words fell, these people consciously lined up. The King of Chu stood aside to collect the money, and Song Yan took over from him, delivered the meat pies to the people one by one, and said a few words to the people The thoughtful words brought tears to the eyes of the people who listened, and they all expressed that they would take the meatloaf back and offer it up.

It took four hours to meet and sell cakes together. In the end, the people praised Song Yan as a good emperor who cared about the people and was close to the people.

But Song Yan felt a little guilty in his heart. He might not be the master of this world in the future.

After the meat pies were sold out, the King of Chu found out that the rolling pin used to roll the noodles was gone. He looked around and said, "Why is this rolling pin missing?"

Song Yan wrote lightly: "Oh, there was an old man just now. He said that this rolling pin was used by me. He wanted to take it home and keep it. I gave it to him."

The King of Chu looked left and right again: "Then, where is the pottery pot for stuffing?"

Song Yan raised her lips and smiled: "A big sister said that I used that pot before, and she wanted to get some credit from me, so she took it away."

King Chu clutched his chest, seeing that there was nothing left on the oven trolley except one oven, he felt a little dizzy.

The emperor is not here to help, but to demolish the house.

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The chapters have been replaced, and you can read them after a little refresh. I'm really sorry to keep you guys waiting for a long time.

Thank you, I am safe, but I was terrified. There were [-] shocks in [-] hours. This data is still quite scary.

In order to make up for the previous apologies, there are red envelopes for comments in this chapter, thank you everyone.