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

"Your Majesty..."

"I want to hear Shura's story..."

"Sun Wukong..."

"Your Majesty, I want to listen to Erlang Shen..."

More than a dozen children chatted around Lin Yi.

"Oh, you guys are so loud that my brain explodes," Lin Yi raised his hands and said helplessly, "Don't get too close to me, you are covered in sweat, what are you trying to do!"

After hearing Lin Yi's words, Hong Ying instinctively wanted to drive the children away, but thinking of his own prince's temper, 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 honestly in front of Hong Ying.

Hong Ying looked at him with hair all over his body, but he still braced himself, leaned over and said respectfully, "Master!"

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

"As Shura said, once a teacher, always a father!"

A fair little boy with two goat horns said boldly.

"Master!"

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

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

"Master, this delicious food is left for you," the little girl said in a milky voice.

"You can eat it, we don'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 lame.

Unfortunately, my parents don’t know how to show mercy, so life will be difficult in the future.

"Master!" The little girl still raised her hands with no intention of putting them down.

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

"Mr. Hong." Pork Rong, who was setting up the meat case in the alley, ran over with a big smile on his face. He nodded and bowed to Hong Ying, "The little Mr. Hong can't understand these five-step boxing. Please give me some advice."

"Pork Rong, give you some color and you'll open a dyeing workshop?"

Hong Ying himself didn't know when he learned the manner and tone of his own prince's speech. Even his catchphrases were exactly the same.

Zhu Zhurong was stunned and said with an apologetic smile, "Manager Hong, you think too highly of me. With my little ability, I can only sell pork. How can I afford to open a dyeing shop!"

Anyone who can open a dyeing workshop must be rich or noble!

If he could afford to open a dyeing shop, he would definitely walk around Ankang City!

Hong Ying rolled his eyes at him, saying that 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 at the sidelines and waved his hands to Hong Ying, "You have the nerve to hide your three-legged cat skills."

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

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

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

Most of the children in the orphanage have Down syndrome, cerebral palsy, heart disease, deafness, cleft lip and other congenital diseases. There are very few people like him who are lucky enough to have sound limbs!

They are lonely, timid, and simple.

After adulthood, most of them stayed in orphanages.

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

Zhu Zhurong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, thinking that this prince was stupid again!

This girl is a cripple. If she can find her husband's family in the future, it will be a high price!

Not worse than others?

Thinking of the fun, I was about to grin when I suddenly felt a chill!

It's summer!

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

He shuddered all over, pursed his lips, lowered his head and followed Hong Ying silently.

As soon as I entered the ear door, I couldn't help but turn around and shout to the woman at the meat table, "I'll be back as soon as I can, keep an eye on the stall."

Zhu Zhurong's mother-in-law didn't dare to curse loudly for fear of alarming Prince He, let alone chase him into Prince He's mansion. She had no choice but to swallow her anger, lower her head and spit on the ground.

"When Tang Monk saw that he was about to hit someone again, he was so angry that he recited the tightening curse, which caused Wukong to fall to the ground in pain.

When the Bone Demon 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 points, he danced with joy.

The children were fascinated by it, and the vendors and passers-by not far away also held their breaths for fear of missing the wonderful part.

Both sides of the road were crowded with pedestrians and the road was blocked. I could only hear someone yelling, "Everyone, please give way."

Lin Yi bowed his hands apologetically to the passers-by, stood up and said, "Today's story ends 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.

Their parents often used words to scare them. Xiaoguanzi, who was in the alley next door, climbed up the wall of Rich Man Wang's house and was beaten until he almost died.

What's more, it's the Prince's Mansion?

They are not afraid of the prince, they are afraid of the vicious Mr. Hong!

Standing at the door, you could hear Pork Rong squealing like a pig without even listening. Needless to say, he must have been beaten by Manager Hong.

Pork's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was still smiling, and his smiling eyes could no longer be seen.

"You're a bitch!"

Pork Rong's wife scolded her angrily.

Everyone burst out laughing.

The bright moon hung in the sky, and Lin Yi sat in the middle of the pavilion, always feeling that he could reach it with his hand.

"Your Majesty..."

Hong Ying suddenly appeared behind Lin Yi.

Snapped!

"Scared me to death!" Lin Yi stretched out his hand and swatted a mosquito to death, "Why don't you make any sound when you walk now?"

"Your Majesty, these are the pants I made for you. See if they fit you."

Hong leaned over and opened a pair of bright yellow silk pants as if to present a treasure, revealing them in front of Lin Yi.

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

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty." Hong Ying couldn't laugh or cry.

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

The three-year-old prince asked him if he knew the Sunflower Book.

He hasn't even heard of it!

Asked him again if he knew how to use needles?

Of course he won't!

Even the clothes supervisor only uses palace maids!

At that time, I could only hear their young prince saying in a sweet voice, "How can I practice the Sunflower Manual if I don't know how to use needles?"

Although he is no longer a man, what's the point of using a needle to mend clothes all day long?

Nowadays, the Sunflower Manual has definitely not been mastered. After all, there is no such skill in the world, but he has already mastered an embroidery needle!

Lin Yi took a sip of tea and then continued, "We will go south in a few days. You have made arrangements for everyone in the house. Those who are willing to follow can be taken with them. Those who are not willing can be kept to look after the house. Don't force me, including you.

Same thing."
Chapter completed!