Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

In Chang'an, at Jubao Grain Store, in a secluded courtyard.

A man, several times larger than a pig and exuding an air of wealth and power, sat on a stone bench. He had a round head and small, darting eyes that occasionally flashed with a sharp glint. If Li Xingzhi saw him, he would surely feel a sense of déjà vu!

Inside, this person was called Monkey Two.

Looking at Steward Cheng lying on the ground, covered in filth and blood, his limbs twisted and contorted in agony, Hou Er's eyes flashed with disgust and malice, but this was quickly masked by a strange smile. "You mean, you were thrown out by the servants ordered by the young master Li to have your limbs broken? And that young master Li was so arrogant that he even insulted me?" As Hou Er spoke, he took a sip of the goat milk that smelled strongly of fish, his expression unchanged, as if what he was saying had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Hou Er's beaming smile, Manager Cheng felt a chill run down his spine. However, his hatred and malice blinded him, and he bit his teeth until they bled. "Master, you must avenge this old servant! Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its master—this old servant is the master's most loyal dog!" Every word was uttered with blood and tears. If one did not know what had happened, one would probably feel sorry for him.

"You really are one of my old dogs! But now, it's time for you to show your loyalty!" Monkey Two glanced at Steward Cheng with disdain and waved to the burly servant beside him—Steward Cheng's face turned ashen, and he cried out in agony!

"I don't like being lied to."

One sentence struck Manager Cheng like a thunderclap! His lips trembled and turned pale. He stammered and dared not utter another sound, letting the people around him take him away.

"You have a good point—you have to consider the owner before beating a dog! Although you, this old dog, are not very obedient."

Upon hearing this, Manager Cheng's eyes flashed with hope and gratitude. Tears streamed down his face, and ignoring the people pulling him away, he knelt on the ground, his head banged against the ground, his body covered in blood, a pitiful sight!

"In my next life, I will be my master's most loyal dog!" These words came from the bottom of my heart and resonated deeply within me...

In the secluded courtyard, amidst the falling leaves, a time for heartbreak, only a stout figure sat alone. He glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint, like a demonic blade emerging from the world!

In the very center of Chang'an stands a vast palace, magnificent and imposing.

A side hall—though it is a side hall, it is close to the center, with eunuchs and maids coming and going, adding a touch of life and liveliness to the otherwise quiet palace.

Inside the hall, there was a large table and a small table. A fair-skinned and adorable little child sat alone among them. In the grand palace, next to the large table, he seemed even smaller. But the small table that fit him perfectly added a touch of cuteness to the magnificent world.

Although small, surrounded by all the other characters, he is clearly the center of this vast world!

The little boy sat upright, one hand resting on a small table, his eyes fixed on a large, bright red apple in a small, cool, white dish on the table. He twitched his little nose, smelling the fruit's fragrance, and swallowed lightly, adding a touch of amusement to the otherwise solemn atmosphere.

The little figure, with its tiny nose twitching, stared blankly at the red fruit in the middle.

The servants around him, watching their young master's adorable expression, couldn't help but smile, their eyes filled with affection. Occasionally, they would glance at the large fruit in the middle, their mouths watering with curiosity. Even having experienced the cruelty of the palace, seeing the child's cuteness stirred a tender maternal feeling within them.

"Brother, your sister has come to see you! Look who I've brought!" a girl's sweet voice rang out. No one could be seen, only her voice! The once tranquil and peaceful scene was instantly shattered by this commotion.

Hearing the loud shouts, the little boy sitting in the center frowned, like a frightened rabbit, and hid the big red fruit behind his back with his little hands.

Unfortunately, he was not very tall, and the room was spacious, so no matter where he hid, he would leave a trace; and the pleasant fragrance of fruit had already filled the empty palace!

Just then, a girl rushed in like a ball of fire; behind her followed a girl in green, lifting her skirt and tiptoeing, trying her best to keep up with the girl in front.

The fiery young girl rushed into the palace, looking at her adorable little brother, wanting nothing more than to pinch his cheeks. Seeing his face scrunched up like a little dumpling, she laughed and said, "What, you don't like your royal sister?!"

The boy's face scrunched up even more. Although he wished the girl who often bullied him would go far away, he timidly called out, "Sister Gaoyang—" As he spoke, he looked at the quiet girl in green behind him, his little eyes lighting up with curiosity and doubt.

“This is your sister Xueyan!” Gao Yang introduced.

Before the two people next to him could say anything, Gao Yang suddenly twitched his nose and asked curiously, "It smells so good, what is this smelling like?"

Upon hearing this, the child's fair face immediately fell.

The girl in green twitched her pert nose, and a pleasant fragrance wafted in, making her feel lighter and more comfortable.

"Royal brother—what delicious treats has Father given you this time? Show it to your sister!" Gao Yang, with his thick-skinned nature, only noticed at this moment that the little boy had his hands behind his back, trying to hide something.

She was about to say something more when she looked at the palace maids standing in the main hall, trying their best to hide themselves. She raised an eyebrow, revealing a fierce and domineering look, and said, "All of you, get out!"

The little boy looked at the palace maids around him as if they were mice seeing an old cat, and quickly left. His little face scrunched up even more, and he put his hands back even further, looking pitiful.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless but the child still refused to give in, Gao Yang raised her eyebrows again, her curiosity growing even stronger. "Royal brother, didn't Father Emperor say that we siblings should get along well? That we should share good things? Next time I have something good, I'll save it for you too." She looked like a wolf in sheep's clothing trying to coax a child.

The little boy glanced at the tall 'Red Wolf' in front of him, hesitated, and refused to take out the item. His pitiful appearance made the girl in green next to him feel sorry for him.

However, Princess Gaoyang was immune to the child's cuteness and continued to coax and 'coerce' him, saying, "Look, didn't your father tell you the story of Kong Rong sharing pears? Your younger brother is going to be as brave and heroic as your father in the future, how can you keep good things to yourself?"

After listening to the girl's words, the boy hesitated for a moment, then finally took out a big, bright red fruit from behind his back!

The girl ignored the boy, snatched the red fruit with one hand, and smelled its fragrance, which made her feel a jolt all over her body!

"It smells so good!" Gao Yang's eyes lit up as he looked at the big red fruit in his hand. "What kind of fruit is this? I've never seen it before! Humph! Father is so biased!"