The Basic Law of the Routine of the Infinite World

Xiu Yan shook his head slightly and said, "I ask Your Majesty, are you interested in how she sleeps?"

The little emperor shook his head: "Who can't sleep, I don't want to listen to that kind of thing."

"Then at least half of her life is something you don't want to hear."

"And half of it?"

"Would you be interested in how she eats, drinks, walks, dazes, and goes to the toilet?"

The little emperor shook his head.

"Then half the time is gone."

"Isn't that half left?" The little emperor pouted: "It has to be ten years or so, right?"

"Do you want to listen to her on the way to experience the stories, and on the way back after she has experienced those stories?"

"It's half again, right?" The little emperor suddenly said in a loss: "You said that, it seems that you really don't have much time. I thought there would be a lot of interesting things."

Speaking, the little emperor's eyes lit up: "By the way, Master, you are so powerful. You must have experienced a lot of things and heard a lot of interesting stories, right? Can you tell me about it?"

"If you're willing to listen," Xiu Yan said lightly.

"Quick, quick."

"Then let me talk about a poor monarch." Xiu Yan nodded slightly: "He is the master of a country, but he is extremely pitiful."

The little emperor tilted his head: "How can the emperor be pitiful? I live very comfortably every day."

Xiuyan paused: "If Your Majesty thinks it's boring, then forget it."

"Okay." The little emperor sat down and said depressedly, "Master, continue."

Xiu Yan cleared his throat and said again: "It's pitiful for him, because this guy is bound in various ways on weekdays and does things he doesn't like. In order to adjust his life, he enjoys blasting shit all day long. until one day.........."

Xiuyan's story started in the morning and continued until noon.

"For the sake of the life of the mainland, he resolutely jumped into the tunnel that leads to nowhere." After Xiu Yan finished speaking, he winked at the little emperor.

"No?" The little emperor looked up at He Xiuyan.

"No." Xiu Yan nodded.

"Should there be more?" The little emperor wondered, "I always feel like it's not over."

Xiu Yan spread his hands and said, "But that's all I know."

"Okay..." The little emperor thought for a moment: "But this guy is really stupid. As an emperor, he actually sacrificed himself for those guys."

Xiu Yan smiled slightly. He naturally wouldn't talk to the little emperor at this time. Whether the little emperor can understand it is another matter. In case this guy is a studious master, he runs over and asks August if he doesn't understand. , then Xiuyan was completely exposed, so Xiuyan just smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right."

"But I still envy him for being able to run around and play." The little emperor looked at the high palace courtyard wall: "When I grow up, I will also go out to play."

Xiuyan didn't answer.

"Master." The little emperor looked at Xiuyan: "Is there any other story?"

Xiu Yan waved his hand: "Your Majesty, I said, after all, a person's story is limited."

"But you only said one."

"Actually..." Xiu Yan whispered: "If Your Majesty really wants to hear these things, there is an easier way."

The little emperor's eyes lit up: "What! What!"

"Your Majesty, don't forget, you are the monarch of this country." Xiu Yan said respectfully, "There are thousands of people under your rule, even if one person can only tell one story, Your Majesty, even if you don't sleep at night, you won't be able to finish it. of."

The little emperor stood up with a swipe: "Yes! Why didn't I think of this, I'll go to the minister!"

"Your Majesty, wait!" Xiu Yan quickly stopped him.

"What's wrong?" The little emperor looked at Xiuyan suspiciously.

"The minister is very busy." Xiu Yan reminded: "Your Majesty, you have been listening to stories in the palace recently, and the affairs in the court are handled by the minister."

"Yes..." The little emperor said disappointedly: "The minister still wants to help me manage the government, so what should I do?"

"This is simple." Xiu Yan said lightly: "Your Majesty, you can go on and say that you want to hear the story, and the people below will definitely help you do it, but... When the minister asks, His Majesty can't say it. I taught you."

"why?"

"What do you think?" Xiu Yan said with a wry smile, "If the minister knew that I taught you, then he would have known that I was responsible for his tiring work. I guess I will inevitably be punished by the minister, and I want to help in the future. It is absolutely impossible for His Majesty to have fun."

"So it is!" The little emperor suddenly realized, like a child skipping class: "Don't worry, I will never say it."

Having said that, the little emperor walked out of the pavilion and shouted, "Someone!"

Seeing the high-spirited look of the little guy, Liu Hong asked suspiciously, "You really want to help him?"

"It's not helping him." Xiu Yan said lightly, "It's helping ourselves."

"It feels so troublesome." Meng Hao yawned on the side, "I'm so stupid, isn't this too convoluted?"

"Because there are some things that he has to find out by himself." Xiu Yan's eyes shone brightly: "The high-number equations that I discovered are more reliable than the one-plus-one taught by others. Whether we can score points or not depends on Can this little guy have the consciousness of an emperor?"

Xueyin blinked aside: "What if you can't?"

Xiu Yan sneered: "Then let's help him."