I don't want to be king

Chapter 3 The Silly Prince

Seeing Lin Yi sitting at the door, the children in the alley rushed out.

"My lord."

"I want to hear Shura's story."

"Sun Wukong"

"My lord, I want to listen to Erlang God"

More than a dozen children surrounded Lin Yi chattering.

"Oh, you guys are making my mind explode." Lin Yi raised his hands and said helplessly, "Don't get too close to me, I'm sweating all over, what are you trying to do!"

After hearing Lin Yi's words, Hong Ying instinctively wanted to drive the child away, but thinking of his prince's temperament, he finally gave up.

Then he stared at the two children in front of him.

The two children did not gather around Lin Yi to listen to the story, but stood obediently in front of Hong Ying.

Being looked down upon by Hong Ying made hairs all over, but still bit the bullet, leaned over and said respectfully, "Master!"

"Master? Who is your master!" Hong Ying snorted coldly.

"As Shura said, one day is a teacher and a lifetime is a father!"

A fair and clean child combing two horns boldly said.

"Master!"

The little girl next to her was sallow and thin, with messy hair covering her head, and the only thing that attracted people's attention was her bright and innocent eyes.

Just as Hong Ying was about to reprimand, the little girl stretched out her hands suddenly, and a yellow fried cake appeared in front of him, and then looked at him expectantly.

"Master, it's delicious, I'll leave it for you." The little girl said in a childish voice.

"Eat it, our family won't eat it."

After all, Hong Ying didn't say anything harsh, and inadvertently glanced at the little girl's right foot again.

What a sensible child, but he is a cripple.

Helpless parents don't know how to feel pity, and the days to come will be difficult.

"Master!" The little girl still raised her hands flat, and didn't intend to put them down.

"Good boy, keep it for yourself." Hong Ying smiled and patted her head.

"Boss Hong." Zhu Rourong, who was in charge of the meat case in the alley, trotted over, smiling all over his face, nodding and bowing to Hong Ying, "The little boss can't understand the five-step punch, so please give me some advice."

"Zhu Rongrong, give you some color, and you will open a dyeing workshop?"

Hong Ying himself didn't know when he learned the posture and tone of his prince's speech, and even the mantra was the same.

Pork Rong was stunned, and smiled apologetically, "Boss Hong, you think highly of me, I can only make do with selling pork with my little skills, how can I afford to open a dyeing workshop!"

Those who can open dyeing workshops are either rich or expensive!
If he can afford to run a dyeing workshop, he will definitely walk sideways in Ankang City!
Hong Ying gave him a blank look, the bull's head was wrong, the more he talked, the more tired he became.

"Okay, you guys, let's go into the yard and think about it." Lin Yi laughed dumbfounded when he heard it, and waved his hand at Hong Ying, "You have the nerve to hide your little three-legged cat kung fu."

"Yes." Hong Ying's eyes twitched, but he didn't refute Lin Yi's words.

"Xiao'an, come here," Lin Yi waved at the little girl, and said with a smile, "As a human being, you must strive for self-improvement and learn from your master. In the future, you will be no worse than anyone else."

Seeing the poor little girl, he thought again of his friends who had grown up with him in the orphanage.

Most of the children in the orphanage have congenital diseases such as Down's syndrome, cerebral palsy, heart disease, deaf-mute, cleft lip, etc. There are very few children like him who are lucky with sound limbs!

They are withdrawn, timid, and simple.

As adults, most are also stranded in orphanages.

Therefore, he has a natural and heartfelt closeness to this little girl with limited mobility.

Zhu Zhurong was taken aback when he heard this, thinking that the prince is being stupid again!

This girl is a cripple, and it will be a high honor to find her husband's family in the future!
Not worse than others?
Thinking of Le Chu, I was about to grin when I suddenly felt a chill!
Great summer!

He raised his head and saw Hong Ying's eyes sweeping over him.

Shivering all over his body, he pursed his lips all of a sudden, followed behind Hong Ying with his head lowered without saying a word.

As soon as he entered the threshold of the ear door, he couldn't help turning his head and shouting to the woman on the meat case, "I'll come as soon as I go, watch the stall."

Pork Rong's wife was afraid of startling the prince, so she didn't dare to curse loudly, let alone chase into the prince's mansion, so she had to swallow her anger and lowered her head to spit on the ground.

"Seeing that he was about to hit someone again, Tang Seng was so angry that he chanted the curse, and Wukong fell to the ground in pain.

When the bone spirit saw it, he sneered secretly from the side.

Wukong endured the pain, struggled, and killed the monster with a stick."

When Lin Yi talked about the wonderful things, he danced with his arms and legs.

The children listened fascinatedly, and the vendors and passers-by not far away also held their breath, for fear of missing the wonderful things.

Both sides of the road were crowded with pedestrians, and the road was impassable, only to hear someone yelling, "Everyone, give way."

After Lin Yi bowed his hands apologetically to passers-by, he got up and said, "Today's story will end here."

The adults sighed, and the children looked annoyed, but no matter how ignorant they were, they would not follow Lin Yi into the palace.

Parents often used words to scare them. Xiao Guanzi in the alley next door was almost killed when he climbed the wall of the rich man's house.

Not to mention the Prince's Mansion?

They are not afraid of the prince, what they are afraid of is the vicious Manager Hong!

Standing at the door, you don't need to listen carefully, you can hear Zhurou Rong screaming like a pig. Needless to say, he must have been beaten by Manager Hong.

Zhu Zhurong's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was still smiling, and his smiling eyes could not be seen.

"You are cheap!"

Pork Rong's wife scolded angrily.

The crowd burst into laughter.

The bright moon was hanging in the sky, Lin Yi sat in the middle of the gazebo, always feeling that he could reach it with his hand.

"My lord."

Hong Ying suddenly appeared behind Lin Yi.

Snapped!
"Scared me to death!" Lin Yi stretched out his hand and slapped a mosquito to death, "Why are you walking silently now?"

"My lord, these are the trousers that I made for you. Do you think they fit or not?"

Hong Ying leaned over as if presenting a treasure, stretched out a pair of bright yellow silk trousers, and showed them in front of Lin Yi.

Lin Yi glanced at it and said with a smile, "Xiao Yingzi, your stitches are getting better and better. You can't see the stitches anymore."

"Thank you, my lord, for your compliment." Hong Ying didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I still remember the first time I met the prince, when he was 13 years old.

The three-year-old prince asked him if he knew the Sunflower Book?
He hadn't even heard of it!
Asked again if he knew how to use a needle?
Of course he won't!
Even the Shangyi Supervisor only uses maids of honor!

At that time, I only heard the little prince of their family say in a childlike voice, how can I cultivate the Sunflower Book without using needles?
Although he is no longer a man, what's the matter with sewing and mending clothes all day long?
Today, the Sunflower Book must not have been practiced, after all, there is no such skill in the world, but an embroidery needle has already been made perfect by him!
Lin Yi took a sip of tea and continued, "I'm going south in a few days. You have to arrange for everyone in the mansion. Take those who are willing to go with you, and those who don't want to stay in the house. Don't force it, including you. Same."

(End of this chapter)