I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

 Chapter 4 Hong An

 “Your Majesty!”

Hong Yingteng knelt down.

 “What for?”

Lin Yi glared at him.

 “I will never leave the prince even to my death!” Hong Ying said loyally.

　　"Trouble." Lin Yi didn't even have any extra words to say, "If you like to kneel, just kneel all night."

“Your Majesty.” Hong Ying stood up faster than he knelt down.

"Hey, if we really can't survive when we get to the south," Lin Yi said lightly, "just go perform on the streets. You're good at flying needles. There will definitely be people who will like you."

Although sometimes I don’t look down on Hong Ying’s three-legged cat kung fu, I still envy him.

Liang Guo founded the country with martial arts, and martial arts became a common practice. As a royal child, he was taught martial arts by a dedicated instructor in the palace at the age of seven, even for an unpopular prince like him.

 Learning martial arts naturally requires talent, but the most important thing is perseverance and courage.

As a time traveler, what he lacks most is the latter!

With a mental age of over thirty, my character has been tempered long ago and cannot be changed in this life. How can I have the perseverance and patience to learn martial arts?

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 For eighteen years, he only knew a bad set of five-step boxing, and his movements were weak and his movements were not very standard.

Keeping a low profile purely based on strength!

 No acting skills required!

 Until an incident happened last year, he realized that he thought the world was too simple.

 Two ninth-level masters actually dared to go to the heavily guarded palace to assassinate them!

 It's like entering a deserted place and breaking into the palace!

If Ouchi Worshiping had not arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous!

His cheap emperor I am not absolutely safe either!

 How much more so!

Now I just regret that I didn’t study hard at martial arts when I was a child!

If he is willing to work hard, he will have no problem knocking down the current Hong Ying with one punch.

 At the beginning, Hong Ying not only had no master to teach him, but he could not even read a few Chinese characters.

I slowly taught him how to read and read with Lin Ning, and at the same time forced him to practice embroidery needlework so that he could help sew a decent pair of big pants.

 Find someone else to sew it?

Moms are not allowed to sew!

 The supervisor dare not sew!

Just one day, when he was free and had nothing to do, he told Lin Ning about Journey to the West. When it came to "spiritual roots flow out, and the mind practices the great path, it will be born."

 He supports all sentient beings to look up to the benevolence and discovers that all things will be good.

 When he wanted to know the original power of creation, Hong Ying suddenly told him that he had realized it.

 He asked what he had realized?

Hong Ying couldn’t tell.

It was only later that he learned to "visit privately incognito", and Hong Ying defeated five ruffians casually.

 He then discovered that Hong Ying really knew how to do it.

If I had worked harder in the past, I would definitely be able to surpass Hong Ying's wild approach, right?

Why!

Some things can only be cherished if they are missed!

"Your Majesty," Hong Ying said with a smile, "the business of the **** agency is still good."

“Hey, I would have forgotten if you didn’t tell me,” Lin Yi yawned, “We won’t hang out in the capital anymore, so we’ll move our business to the south.”

 After he was ten years old, the palace began to issue him regular silver coins.

With three taels a month, he began to let Song Cheng, the wet nurse's son, do business outside the palace.

 The first one was an inn. The modern catering concept was integrated into this time and space. It was not a big hit, but it made him the first pot of gold.

 Then he opened a second inn, and then a third.

By the time he opened his cabinet and left the palace, he already had six inns in his hands.

 After leaving the palace, he has no worries anymore!

  After all, he was a money-lover who committed suicide!

He still scolded the commanders of the secret guards who dared to block his way of making money and made others feared.

Among the current princes and grandsons, he is the only one who dares to do this!

They are not afraid of revenge from the secret guards, but anyone who is ambitious is afraid of losing the support of the secret guards.

On that day, after being reprimanded by Emperor Cheap Laozi, the prince gave him twenty kilograms of deer tendons, fifty kilograms of sea cucumbers, fifty pieces of deer tongue, fifty pieces of ox tongue, and twenty kilograms of dried razor clams.

 The third prince, King Yong, presented a pair of white jade lions.

 The fourth prince, King Jin, simply gave him a hundred taels of silver.

Even the twelfth prince, who was six years younger than him, was given a farm covering an area of ​​ten acres.

This business is guaranteed to make a profit.

 You can make money by insulting people!

So what if Qi Zhong, the son of the prime minister of the dynasty, was beaten!

Who allowed him to bully men and dominate women by taking advantage of his family's power?

I just don’t like him!

 After that, the business grew bigger and bigger. Whoever dared to block his way to make money would naturally have his brothers, brothers, grandsons, and even concubines in the palace to clear the way for him.

 After all, he is a rare person.

 So far, he has ten inns, two rice shops, a furniture store, a silk shop, and a bodyguard agency.

 Dongfeng Escort Bureau must achieve its mission.

Since its establishment, it has not missed a beat, and it has gained a huge reputation across the country. Last year’s income was equal to the total annual profits of his other industries.

  Sometimes he had to lament that logistics had a promising future in ancient times.

“Your Majesty,” Hong Ying said with a bow, “I’ll naturally explain it to you, but it’s so hot in Sanhe and your Majesty’s body is weak.”

 “You are the only one who talks a lot of nonsense all the time.”

Lin Yi stood up, stretched, and prepared to go back to the house to sleep. If he stayed outside for a long time, he would be free from mosquitoes.

There is no vaccine in this world, so he has no antibodies. It would not be a surprise if he gets malaria!

Even catching a cold or pneumonia can kill half your life!

It’s so unfair to die in an unknown way after finally resurrecting your life!

Hong Ying watched Lin Yi walk out of the pavilion and winked at the maids on both sides, signaling them to wait for the prince to go to bed.

 Sitting on the chair, motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

 Late in the night, the wind picked up and my ears twitched.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something again. He opened his eyes suddenly, but without seeing any movement, his body floated out of the courtyard wall of Hewang's Mansion.

 “Damn girl, let me see if I don’t beat you to death.”

Far away, Hong Ying heard a woman's roar, which was particularly loud in the dark night.

 But the child's cries became smaller and smaller.

 He stood at the door of the hut, which was not much bigger than a pigsty, and never entered.

 Hitting his hands behind his back, he was hidden in the darkness.

 The moon hangs lower and lower.

The sound of the door opening was soft and inaudible.

 A little girl opened the shabby door and exited the house, then gently closed the door and walked farther and farther along the alley.

Juma River is the only river that runs through Ankang City.

Hong Ying followed the little girl, first watching her standing by the river wanting to jump but not daring to jump, and then squatting by the river hugging her head and crying.

 He was thinking about what the prince would do if he were here right now.

Hong Ying was thinking about it, but he heard the little girl's crying getting louder and louder, causing more and more dogs to bark.

There was a sharp sound, which frightened the little girl so much that she turned around and saw Hong Ying in the dark shadow.

He cried and said, "You are a kidnapper, so sell me. I only want a bite to eat."

"snort"

"Master." The little girl couldn't believe it when she heard the familiar and unique cold snort.

“Silly boy, what are you doing here?” Hong Ying asked lukewarmly.

 “My mother told me to die, I’m afraid of water,” the little girl said, sobbing as she shrugged her shoulders.

 “From today on, your name will be Hong An.”

 Hong Ying’s face seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

ps: Dear brothers and sisters, please vote and be willing to pledge yourself to me.

 (End of this chapter)