The little fat man knew that he was going out of the palace today, and he didn't sleep well all night. He slept all morning the next morning and only waited for the master to lead him out of the palace. After Zhang Xiaowu entered the palace, he saw that the little fat man was in Shangwu Pavilion.
The author broadcasts gymnastics, and a few small priests give him a shot: "One two three four, five six sixty -seven, two two three four, five six seven eight, three two three four, five six sixty -seven ..."
Zhang Xiaowu waited for him to finish gymnastics, and said with a smile: "Remembering is really good. I only teach you to remember seven or eight. From the perspective of memory, you are much stronger than the emperor.
The waves of the Yangtze River push forward. "
"Really, isn't it?" The little fat son was very proud that he was better than his father in a certain aspect. How many children's dreams were the dream of being so admitted by the teacher and were proud of it. Seeing Zhang Xiaowu nodded, the little fat man smiled and smiled evenly.
The eyes are gone. The little fat man actually looks good and blessed, but there is a lot of flesh on his face, but it is not a good thing. Every fat man is a potential male god.
This is the same. If you lose weight, it must be a handsome guy.
"By the way, aren't we going out of the palace?" The fat man didn't forget it.
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Yeah, but before we leave the palace, we have to prepare."
The little fat man asked curiously: "What are you preparing?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Joe pretend to dress."
"Oh?" Little Fatty's eyes stared loudly.
Zhang Xiaowu said: "You and I need to make up first. Today we are going to be a pair of Taoist priests who come to Dragon Capital. I am the master of the master.
Tume, why do you call it? "
"master?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaowu said, "We two come from the golden view of Mishan, and only two of you and his apprentices in Jin Guangguan, because natural disasters have to go down the mountain to turn the fate."
"Master, what is Huayuan?"
"Calling Huazi begging is called a meal, and the Taoist monk begging is called Huayuan."
"Ah? We want meals?"
"Wrong, it is Huayuan!"
"That's the same."
"Can that be the same? The monk is not called a meal, called Huayuan."
The two carefully pretended to dress up. After a while, a shaved young Taoist priest and a fat trail child appeared in front of everyone. The two clothes were simple but clean.
"Acts in."
"Follow me."
"Yes, master."
This pair of masters and apprentices walked from the palace to the imperial city. It turned out that they were not out of the city today, but visited and played in the eight houses of the Emperor City, but the imperial city was very large.
Zhang Xiaowu, who saw Zhang Xiaowu wandering around the door with a jade card, it was not easy to stop. The little fat man knew and had fewer places. I thought this is the outside world.
It was a lot of trouble to run to the vegetable fields of Wentianyuan, which damaged the winter dishes in winter.
When Emperor Dade heard the news, he learned that Zhang Shaobao took the prince and pretended to be a Taoist priest. He wandered and made trouble at the eighth and sixth courtyard.
It was the emperor, and he cared for him all the time.
"Gou Delu."
"The old slave is here."
"How does Zhang Shaobao treat the prince?"
"Of course it's very good." Gou Delu said with a smile, "Maybe it's because Zhang Shaobao has no children, so he is very patient with the prince. The old slave just took a look at the prince and found that the prince was tired from walking, so he carried Zhang Shaobao up the mountain on his back.
Although the wild mountain is not high, it is quite tiring, so Zhang Shaobao carried the prince on his back and climbed up to the observatory on the top of the mountain step by step. If it were an old slave, he would definitely not be able to carry it."
The Great Virtue Emperor laughed and said: "The prince is too heavy. He eats a lot and sleeps a lot, but he is much fatter than when I was a child." Then he looked cold and said: "Does the Inspectorate make a decision on Zuo's assassination?
"
Gou Delu said: "The old slave will summon Si Cheng of the Inspectorate to enter the palace."
"Go back quickly and send Wang Jingzhi another message."
"yes."
Zhang Xiaowu took the little fat man touring the Eight Departments and Sixth Hospital for an afternoon. The little fat man got tired from running and couldn't run any more, so he refused to walk. Zhang Xiaowu could only carry the little fat man on his back and walk back. He walked.
, the little fat man said: "Master, you are the first person to carry me."
"Didn't others carry you?"
"No."
"It must be because you don't remember things, right?"
"I remember it. I remember everything about my childhood very clearly."
Zhang Xiaowu cried and laughed: "Things that happened when you were a child seem to be how old you are. What do you remember when you were a child?"
The little fat man said: "When I was a child, I lived in the Prince's Mansion, and the children of other uncles bullied me because I had no other brothers. They threw sand on my head and put bugs in my books. Humph! I remember them all clearly.
Woolen cloth."
"Oh, what next? What are you going to do?"
"When I become the emperor, I will let them eat the sand and bugs."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "You must retaliate for your anger. Although I feel happy, it is not the art of an emperor after all."
The little fat man asked in confusion: "The Emperor's Art? What is it?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "The art of the emperor is to have the world in mind, rather than focusing on every plant and tree. You see, your father has mastered the art of the emperor. All the civil and military officials in the dynasty are glad that they are now
Your father is the Holy Han Emperor. If it had been someone else, life would have been difficult for everyone. Can ministers be forgiven for doing wrong things? The emperor's choice is to give everyone a chance to correct their mistakes. This is a good emperor who can win the hearts of the people.
Harmony with the people."
The little fat man nodded in understanding.
The two were wandering around and suddenly came to a gate. Several strong eunuchs at the gate held sticks to stop them from moving forward. The little fat man was curious about where this was. Zhang Xiaowu looked at it and burst into laughter. It turned out that this was the cleaning room. They all left.
When they reached the edge corner of the imperial city, they turned around and asked for
Go. At this moment, he suddenly heard a child screaming from inside. Zhang Xiaowu narrowed his eyes. Because Emperor Dade had requested that no new eunuchs be added during the past three years, why were there still boys in the cleaning room who were ready to be castrated? So he turned to
He turned around and said, "Open the door, I want to go in and take a look."
"Who are you?"
"The jade sign is here, no one can stop it," Zhang Xiaowu said.
"We don't know how to read, and we don't know you. Get out of here. This is the center of the cleansing room. Be careful, we will castrate you."
Zhang Xiaowu said angrily: "People inside, listen to me. Your Majesty requires that no new eunuchs be recruited into the palace within three years. If you violate the imperial edict, all of you in the Jingshi Room will be executed."
Soon, several sinister eunuchs ran out and surrounded Zhang Xiaowu and the little fat man. One of the older eunuchs looked at the pair of Taoist priests with cold eyes and coldly snorted: "You are from Wentianyuan.
Taoist priest, stop meddling in other people's business. In this imperial city, the more you know, the faster you will die."