Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

In the sixth year of Hongwu, the Ming Dynasty had just begun to stabilize its foundation and everything was waiting to be developed.

At that time, the Prince of Jin's Mansion was decorated with lights and was extremely bustling, as if it had swept away the haze of this troubled time.

It turned out that Jin Wang Zhu Gang wanted to expand his troop of attendants and guards to enhance the prestige of his palace and recruit talented people from all over the world.

The standards for this selection are quite high.

Zhu Gang was determined to select truly capable and trustworthy people to deal with the complex and ever-changing situation inside and outside the palace, which was like a chess game.

Once the news came out, it was like a spring breeze blowing across the earth.

Talented people from all over Shanxi heard the news and rushed here with full of ambitions and aspirations to try their hand.

Let’s talk about Wang Chengyi, who came from a declining family.

The family was once prominent in the past, but fell into disgrace due to an accident.

From then on, it never recovered, like the setting sun, its glory was gone.

Over the years, Wang Chengyi worked hard and practiced martial arts diligently.

He had only one obsession in his heart, and that was to restore the family's glory and let the family's name resound throughout the world again.

Upon hearing that the Prince of Jin's Palace was selecting attendants, Wang Chengyi's heart moved.

He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, just like a person groping in the dark finding a ray of light, so he resolutely embarked on this journey full of unknowns and challenges.

On the day of the selection, the palace parade ground was packed with people.

Masters from all walks of life gathered here, just like a gathering of heroes.

Wang Chengyi was wearing a simple suit. Although there was no gorgeous decoration, it could not conceal his heroic spirit.

His eyes were firm and sharp like an eagle, making him particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

The first round of competition is a martial arts contest. The rules are that two people will fight each other and the winner will advance.

After Wang Chengyi drew the lot, his opponent turned out to be a burly, muscular man.

The big man held a heavy sword in his hand, and the blade was shining coldly.

As soon as he came on stage, he was as aggressive as a tiger descending from the mountain.

He wielded the sword with great force, and every swing caused a whistling sound in the wind.

The audience around them exclaimed in amazement when they saw this: "This kind of divine power is truly amazing!"

Wang Chengyi was not in a hurry. He knew very well that he might not be as strong as his opponent, so he secretly decided to win by cleverness.

When the big man was about to swing his knife, Wang Chengyi dodged.

He dodged it as cleverly as a ghost and punched the big man directly in the ribs.

The big man groaned in pain and slowed down his attack.

Wang Chengyi seized the opportunity and kicked out in succession, like a storm, forcing the big man to retreat again and again.

After several rounds, the big man was exhausted.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, revealing a flaw.

Wang Chengyi seized the opportunity and shouted, "Go!"

He kicked the big man in the knee.

The big man fell to his knees with a thud, and Wang Chengyi finally won the competition.

Such a wonderful performance aroused cheers from the people around.

"Good! Great skills!"

"This kid is quite capable!"

Cheers came and went.

Zhu Gang, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but brighten up his eyes which had been slightly narrowed.

Most of the previous competitions were tests of strength, and there were few people like Wang Chengyi who could use cleverness to overcome force and had agility.

Zhu Gang nodded secretly in his heart, paid more attention to Wang Chengyi, and whispered to his aide Zhao Quan beside him: "This boy is quite interesting."

In the next few rounds of competition, Wang Chengyi relied on his solid martial arts and flexible adaptability.

He defeated all the enemies along the way as if he were in an empty land.

Every move he made was just right.

Every dodge was extremely precise.

In the end, Wang Chengyi stood out from the crowd and became the focus of everyone's attention. "What a brave boy, he really has some skills!"

Zhu Gang watched Wang Chengyi defeat the last opponent cleanly and neatly, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "I want to see what else you can do, kid?"

Wang Chengyi clasped his fists and saluted, saying in a loud voice: "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness. I will do my best to live up to your expectations."

After that, Wang Chengyi often went out hunting and patrolling with Zhu Gang.

Once, when the group was walking in a forest, they were suddenly attacked by an assassin.

The assassin jumped out of the forest like a ghost, holding a sharp blade, and went straight towards Zhu Gang.

At the critical moment, Wang Chengyi shouted: "Your Highness, get out of the way!"

Immediately he pounced on the assassin like a tiger and blocked the fierce attack with his flesh and blood.

The assassin's sharp blade scratched Wang Chengyi's skin, and blood gushed out instantly, staining his clothes red.

However, Wang Chengyi did not back down and protected Zhu Gang tightly.

Finally, with the joint efforts of everyone, the assassin was repelled.

"Attendant Wang, why do you have to go to this extent and risk your life?"

Zhu Gang looked at Wang Chengyi, who was covered in blood, his eyes filled with shock and emotion.

Wang Chengyi smiled palely, and said with difficulty: "Your Highness's kindness is as great as a mountain and as deep as an ocean.

The only way I can repay your kindness is to sacrifice my life.

Furthermore, I would like to take this opportunity to contribute to the revival of my family."

In fact, at that critical moment, in addition to gratitude to Zhu Gang, Wang Chengyi was also obsessed with the honor of his family.

He was eager to take this opportunity to find a glimmer of hope for the revival of his family.

The hideous scars on Wang Chengyi's body are not only a testimony to his loyalty, but also the unhealable pain in his heart.

Whenever it’s late at night and everyone is asleep, Wang Chengyi gently strokes his scar.

Past negligence and regrets flooded into his mind like a tide, and at the same time stimulated his strong desire to improve his own strength.

One day, Zhu Gang learned that a hostile force was coveting important documents between the palace and the imperial court, intending to steal them.

Zhu Gang in the study had a solemn expression on his face. He paced back and forth with his brows furrowed like a river.

The staff around him dared not even breathe, for fear of angering the young prince.

“If these documents are leaked, the palace will be caught in a whirlpool of public opinion.

My position in the court will also be in jeopardy.

"My Lord, this matter is of great importance and only you can take responsibility for it. You must succeed!"

Zhu Gang's tone revealed anxiety and high expectations for Wang Chengyi.

Wang Chengyi clasped his fists and saluted, saying in a loud voice: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will fulfill my mission!

Even if I have to die, I will get the document back!"

After receiving the order, Wang Chengyi disguised himself as a simple merchant.

He wore a conical hat and coarse cloth clothes.

Go alone and take risks, sneak into the streets where enemy forces are entrenched.

This place is eerie and mysterious, like a dark abyss full of dangers.

The enemy's spies are everywhere, like rats and ants, and every pair of eyes is flashing with a vigilant light.

Wang Chengyi tried to remain calm, forced a smile on his face, and asked a passerby, "Sir, our shop has a few goods. Are you interested?"

The passerby looked him up and down and snorted coldly, "I've never seen you before. Where are you from and what are you doing here?
This place cannot tolerate people like you who have unknown origins."

Wang Chengyi's heart tightened, but he still maintained a smile on his face.

"I am a foreign merchant, and I have just arrived in your place. I am doing a small business, and I hope you will take good care of me.

My wife and children at home are still waiting for me to make money to support them."

The passerby looked suspiciously, examined him for a long time, and finally turned and left.

Wang Chengyi's heart was tense, and he was cautious as if treading on thin ice every time he responded to the interrogation.

He appeared calm on the outside, but inside he was in turmoil.

Every time he made eye contact with the enemy, Wang Chengyi's heart would beat like a drum and his heavy clothes would be soaked with cold sweat. (End of this chapter)