At this moment, he was silent, his eyes seemed to be in contemplation, thinking about anything that was difficult to understand.
He climbed up, stepped to the kitchen door, leaned halfway at the door, and looked at the busy figure of the master.
"Master, I don't want to be the emperor." He squeezed out a resentful sentence.
Old Man Yao was stunned. The boy was a little abnormal again, so he responded as usual: "I can see it."
"I used to be an emperor because I couldn't avenge my grudges. Because I didn't become an emperor, I would die..." He was alone with hatred in his heart, and lived until now... Suddenly I didn't want to hate him anymore.[
"Well, I know." That is the sorrow of being the prince. If the prince is not dead, if his character is not corrupt, he will not be deposed according to the ancestral teachings of the Southern Barbarians.
"Master, I hate being tired..." The tone was a bit coquettish.
"If you are tired, take a rest. There are no one in the world who deserves your hatred."
"Yes. That woman, I don't want to forgive her...but I heard that if she didn't escape from the palace, she would die. So... I seem to understand it again." After all, he has understood what a palace is for so many years.
fight.
Lao Yao stopped the work. He understood who the woman Aluo said was.
"Bad boy, everyone lives like a book, how to write is your own business. The main reason for your bad writing is to depend on your own intention. There will inevitably be some supporting roles in the process, and
This supporting role also has its own books. You can't manipulate their thoughts, nor let them live according to their own ideas. You have to learn to respect, understand, and try to read their books."
Sima Luo was stunned when he heard this.
"Master, what you said today is too profound..."
"Then think about it slowly and explain it clearly after a while. I also doubt whether you have listened to it."
"I understand. Is the supper ready?"
"It's so soon!"
"Master, I am just an arrogant disciple. I plan to write this book like this!"
"Oh, this is so ruthless!" Old Man Yao smashed someone at the door with a piece of fire that was about to throw into the fire pit!
Someone smiled and caught it. "Master, let's add firewood."
"It should have helped a long time ago. Bad boy..."