Jin Hu's answer not only made Jin Lin, but also the eldest son Jin Lei a little confused. The child who is almost ten years old still cannot really understand what politics is, but he just feels that his father's words must make sense. Jin Hu is now omnipotent in his son's eyes, and his father is the greatest man in the world. At this time, one of the rebuttal parties stood up and said loudly to the agreeing party: "You always use the average national income to discuss things, but have you considered poor families? Doubling the electricity bill? What, what if the price of electricity rises and all public facilities have to adjust their prices? It adds up to a lot of expenses! Have you people ever thought about it? I forgot that you don¡¯t need to take the bus! ". The other party immediately quit, and one person jumped up and asked loudly: "Where in Hanhua are there such poor people as you mentioned? Point out one for me to see! The poor people are squatting in the old city of Hanhua and waiting. When entering the country, they are all licking the door handle of Hanhua! Where can people with Hanhua citizenship be like this? Hanhua¡¯s losers are playing games at home with their national security, and go abroad to pick up women when they have nothing to do! These lazy people are not as miserable as you say!" "Be careful! Mr. Congressman! It's not because you are lazy that others don't want to find a job! It's just because they haven't figured out what kind of job they like! If you say you are lazy, there will be someone in this venue who can refute your statement! Lei from Cuiling Technology President Fang spent two years on relief after graduating from college, and then founded Hanhua¡¯s largest online life community. Who can say he is lazy?¡± After saying this, the man casually threw the tea cup on his table towards the one who spoke. Fortunately, this one is quite agile. The body tilted and he hid. But the other one was unlucky and had a cup of tea spilled all over him. This person quit and immediately rolled over from his seat along the table. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the person who threw the cup, and greeted him with a fist in the face. In an instant, the two of them were twisted into a ball, fists and slaps coming and going. The two people here had just been fighting for two or three seconds, and the two sides came over to start a fight. The one who was pulling the fight started to take action. National deputies staged a full show of force in the National Assembly in front of the world media! Five or six groups fight one-on-one! "Beat him!" Jin Lei immediately became energetic when he saw someone fighting. He stood on the stage and waved to the people below. After a while, he saw Ava's cousin also taking action and shouting loudly below: "Uncle! Come on harder! Hit him on the waist with your fist!" "Where is uncle?" Jin Zhen perked up when he heard his eldest brother calling him uncle. He grabbed the railing and stretched his head outward. But he is small, so it is not easy to see him standing on tiptoes while he is busy stretching his head and shouting: "Brother! Help me!". "It's really troublesome!" Jin Lin, the second eldest brother, was enjoying watching when he heard his younger brother calling him, and he and his eldest brother quickly lifted him up. Jin Zhen could see clearly now. It was really an uncle fighting with someone else. He immediately freed up his two hands and waved excitedly: "Uncle, come on!". After shouting loudly, he turned his head and found that some representatives of the military were sitting seriously in their seats. There were quite a few of them he knew. Immediately shouted: "Uncle Ninth, Uncle Fifteen! Hurry up and help uncle! I can't get off here!". The two senior colonels in Jinjiazhai heard Jin Zhen's cry and quickly waved their hands to the little people. This moment made Jin Zhen anxious. He stretched out his short legs and was about to climb up. Fortunately, he was hugged tightly by his two brothers. Jin Hu, who had not noticed his sons, turned to Qian Yuwu and said: "Replace these people's ceramic cups with disposable paper cups, and ask those who pour water to only pour three cups at a time." Just one part is enough, don¡¯t add more until you finish the drink.¡± After that, he sighed and said: ¡°This chair is fixed, and even the cup has become a big weapon! When it comes to the National Assembly! Everyone seems to be full of electricity!" Qian Yuwu heard this and said: "I know, I will inform Chairman An later!". After speaking, he looked up and saw several young princes stretching their heads. He quickly took a few steps to pull Jin Zhen down. Looking at the excited sons on their little faces and the National Assembly members huddled together below, Jin Hu couldn't help but cover his forehead. This moment was recorded by many reporters. Jin Hu covering his forehead and the princes excitedly waving their fists, coupled with the chaotic parliament scene, were captured in the cameras of many reporters. Because the electricity price increased by five cents, a fight broke out in Congress, leaving Jin Hu not knowing how to say good things to these people. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" An Lei banged the small wooden hammer in front of him hard and said loudly into the microphone: "Quiet! Quiet! This is in front of the emperor, what do everyone look like!". The sound of the emperor's arrival made these people remember that their Emperor was watching today, and they all quickly let go. The fighting couples were facing the direction where Jin Hu was sitting.He saluted and said, "Your Majesty!" Then each of them straightened their clothes and sat back on their chairs as if nothing was wrong, completely ignoring the black circles under their eyes or a little redness at the corners of their mouths. "Uncle An! Why don't you fight?" Jin Ting asked loudly to the Speaker An Lei below, and a childish voice immediately made the MPs below burst into laughter. An Lei looked up at the four small faces on the opposite table, all with expectations on their faces, so he waved his hands and said: "The National Assembly should not fight, what they did is wrong! Your Highness!". Jin Hu couldn't help but glared at his four sons. Then the four children returned to the chairs next to me and sat down. The youngest son Jin Zhen lay on my lap. Jin Hu had no choice but to reach out and lift his son onto his lap. "This half-hearted fight has stopped fighting before the winner can be decided. It's not as exciting as the old ancestor Guer'er came to class. Uncle An" Jin Ting said to his two brothers, looking at My father glared at me and quickly swallowed the following words. Before the National Assembly ended, Jin Hu took his four sons home. I was originally going to let my son watch a democracy show, but who knew that these people started making trouble again while talking. As soon as he entered the door, Song Zhuoyao asked the others: "Why are you back so soon? I've only been listening for less than an hour!". "Liu Niang! These people are so boring. They stopped fighting before the fight was over! Where are grandpa and grandma?" Jin Zhen said to Song Zhuoyao, watching Song Zhuoyao point to the backyard and his brothers running towards the backyard. go. Jin Hu sat down on the sofa and said to Song Zhuoyao: "None of these things are fuel-efficient lamps! They can fight for the increase in electricity bills, as if they can't show their determination otherwise!" "You shouldn't have taken the child there in the first place!" Song Zhuoyao poured a glass of water for Jin Hu and said, "You are just a little older now. What if you learn to use your fists to solve everything?" After hearing this, Jin Hu said: "I have my own sense of propriety!" After saying that, he turned to look at the back door and said to himself: "My sons are like me!". Song Zhuoyao didn¡¯t know how to respond after hearing Jin Hu¡¯s words. After all, his family is not an ordinary family, but a royal family. Jin Hu said that his sons are like him. How difficult is it for him to say that it is not good to be like the emperor Jin Hu? Jin Hu said that whichever son is not like him will be in trouble. Similarly, these sons Jin Hu all said that it was troublesome to be like him! Who will become the heir to the entire empire? As the children grow older, the matter becomes longer and longer. A danger to all children. There is no father or son in heaven. It is even more impossible for the Tian family to have brothers. Thinking of this, Song Zhuoyao calmed down. "What's wrong?" Jin Hu looked at Song Zhuoyao and was a little distracted. He stretched out his hand on the woman's face and gently scratched Song Zhuoyao's smooth skin with his knuckles. Song Zhuoyao expressed her inner thoughts to Jin Hu and then said to Jin Hu: "You'd better decide this matter as soon as possible. If the children get older in the future, maybe because of this position, the family will become A big stage. Everyone is acting, and you can't tell the truth on everyone's face! Have you ever thought about the days when brothers are fighting? !¡±. Jin Hu listened and said with a smile: "I thought it was a big deal!" Seeing the woman looking at him in confusion, Jin Hu explained: "We don't need to worry about this matter. We will leave the choice to our sons in the future. , Which son can unite more brothers, then he will become the next emperor!" At this point, Jin Hu couldn't help thinking, and his fingers stopped. At some point, Aurora, Ava, and Wu Jingwei came to the rescue. , Alberta, and Beatrice all arrived in the living room. These women were lying if they said they didn't care whether Jin Hu passed the throne to their son. "After I abdicate or die, my most important power will be divided into three parts and handed over to my three sons. One of the sons will become the emperor. As long as the sons who pass the royal succession conditions have decision-making power, let them Discuss the distribution of power yourself! I only consider the checks and balances of power among my children and grandchildren in the future. Whatever they want to do, they must learn one thing: brothers working together can make a difference!" Jin Hu said leisurely. Ava said: "Your idea is good, but it still has drawbacks! Even if several children secretly share the same palm, they will trade with their brothers for power, which may raise some royal children who harm the people. Maybe. Damage the interests of the empire you built!" "Leave it to the House of Nobles and the National Assembly to restrain it!" Jin Hu glanced at Ava and said: "I can't think so much, and it's impossible to come up with a once and for all solution. How can there be a foolproof plan in this world? These will make our Future generations will mend it!¡± This is the first time Jin Hu has told anyone other than himself about the future of the empire.As a father, Jin Hu did not want to raise only one child and raise the other children like pigs. Jin Hu could not accept it emotionally. He had no choice but to use the method of decentralization to select a few of his children to share the power in his hands. The most important thing was the power to control the Bi Yuewu after a hundred years. When Jin Hu made up his mind, he expressed his thoughts to the nobles. Let them not have to worry about being in the wrong camp and losing their title in the future battle for the throne, because the throne is only a matter between the princes. The news that Jin Hu took his sons to observe the National Assembly early the next morning not only occupied the headlines of Hanquan newspapers, but also occupied the headlines of major newspapers around the world. The background of Jin Hu covering his forehead was blurred. The focus was on the four The image of a prince, waving his little fists to cheer for the congressmen, and shouting with his mouth open, immediately attracted the attention of the general public. Foreign media analyze the impact that such education will have on the future of the Hanhua Empire, and express concerns about the impact that these children will have on the world if they master Hanhua in the future. The media in Hanhua don¡¯t know how to evaluate these young princes. Should they praise them or worry about them becoming militants in the future? I had no choice but to write on my page: Foreigners may be worried, but for us Han Chinese, this may be good news. At least our royal highnesses are not cowardly children. May each of them be as wise and great as our Majesty! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!