It's Not That I Can't Do It

Once he read the book, the book said that he was a vicious cannon fodder, a puppet emperor who was stupid and immoral and brought trouble to the country and the people. In the end, he was overthrown by the protagonist in the book and usurped the throne on the spot. The little puppet loves Long Yang, his father died early, his mother is as beautiful as a flower, and his grandfather holds the emperor in his arms to command the princes. It was a hellish start, right? As a result, my mother burst into tears the next day and said, "Your grandfather is dead. You forgot to spit out the pit when you ate a peach. A sixty-year-old man choked to death. What should I do, son?" Luan Xinghe: Huh? As for my plot, what should I do if I cross the book and don't follow the plot? My biggest backing is gone, what should I do if my grandfather dies? The powerful officials in the imperial court were watching with eager eyes. When the news spread that grandpa was dead, would mother and son still be alive? The little emperor who worked hard to get up early at 4 o'clock for three days: he was heartbroken. Although his brain has a built-in translator, he felt tired after reading traditional Chinese characters for a long time. Otherwise, he will happily give up his position when the protagonist rebels. If you want a good reputation, you can't kill him. . Feng Mo was born with a talented and handsome appearance, which can be said to be amazing in talent and appearance. Because of his good looks, he was selected by the emperor as the number one scholar. From then on, he became ruthless and dressed simply. More than his appearance, he wanted people to see him full of ambition and talent, but he happened to be involved with such an emperor and court, and he felt resentful in his heart at the wrong time. Once when he went to court, Feng Mo was so talkative that his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. The little emperor, who had no ink in his stomach, looked directly at him. "Good, good, Ai Qing is right." The little emperor waved his hand and accomplished what he thought was impossible. Feng Mo understood. He had already charmed the little emperor. He could display his ambitions by just pretending and blowing the wind on his pillow. Appearance was nothing in front of his ambitions. Everything was for the sake of the people of the world. As a result, he turned around and saw the young general, the proton, and the master all showing off in a coquettish manner. The young emperor couldn't tell what the world was, so he all agreed in a daze. One or two pursue world affairs, their reputations get better, and their status soars. What a shameful king! What a shameful king! Feng Mo: "?" Proton said angrily: "It's natural for Your Majesty to like me. How could you be liked if you don't dress up like you? It's natural that you won't be liked." Immediately afterwards, the old prime minister suddenly rolled up his sleeves and said righteously: "I think back then I was so glamorous in the entire Kyoto. Although I am older now, I am still full of ambitions - if the emperor likes me, it is not impossible for me as an old minister." Feng Mo: "??" He watched helplessly as a group of colleagues lost their skin and seriously risked their lives for the sake of the world. The sultry, stinky, narcissistic attack (will turn into a peacock later) Intention:.