I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 164 Give a Chance
Get stabbed?What kind of knife?

Nan Meiyu was at a loss when she heard the words, and didn't understand the meaning. She thought it was tattooed like a lowly slave, her face changed slightly, and she asked cautiously a little nervously:
"Dare to ask what the young master means by being stabbed, but you want to tattoo your face?"

Seeing Nan Meiyu's flustered face, Li Tian couldn't help laughing. He didn't want to tease him anymore, shook his head, and walked straight to the Yamen of the resettlement house.

"Nan Meiyu, there are no mediocre people who work under my son's account."

Seeing Li Tian's back getting farther and farther away, Nan Meiyu was a little dazed for a while when the word "mediocre" came to her ears. Didn't Mr. Zhu like him?
Knowing that there would be no chance of missing this time, Nan Meiyu clenched her teeth, her eyes turned red.

Relying on his face and three or five small tricks, he has been bluffing and deceiving for more than 20 years. Compared with ordinary people, he is naturally doing well.But compared with those people he matched with, he can be said to be reckless and accomplish nothing.

A person will encounter many opportunities to stand up in his life. Some opportunities can be missed, and some opportunities are missed, but there is no chance to stand up again.

Nan Meiyu was very certain in her heart that Mr. Zhu was definitely the greatest opportunity in his life. If he missed this time, he would definitely regret it in the future.

After thinking about it and making up her mind, Nan Meiyu's eyes were full of determination, and she chased after Li Tian with all her strength.

"Master Zhu, the villain is willing, and the villain is willing to be stabbed."

Li Tian and Jiang Bao didn't walk fast, but they had already reached the gate of the resettlement office.

Suddenly hearing Nan Meiyu's shout, Li Tian stopped, turned around subconsciously, closed his fan and looked around.

"Jiang Bao, what is Nan Meiyu calling?"

Having arrived in front of the yamen of the resettlement office, Jiang Bao had nothing to shy away from, he squinted his eyes and laughed endlessly:
"Your Majesty, he said he would be a eunuch."

"I can't see it, you didn't listen to what he said earlier, you thought you were going to tattoo your face."

"The old slave thinks tattooing is much more difficult than being an eunuch."

"That's natural. An eunuch runs around the street without showing his buttocks. Who knows he is an eunuch, but if it is tattooed, there is no way to cover it up."

Patting the fan in his hand once and for all, Li Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting quietly for Nanmeiyu to come galloping.

Panting heavily, Nan Meiyu knelt down in front of Li Tian in a hurry, wiped the sweat on her forehead with her busy sleeves, and bowed her head:

"Young master, if the villain is willing to tattoo, he will be his slave for the rest of his life."

There are many kinds of slave status, including domestic slaves who can be converted to civilian status at any time, and slaves who have been sold for 20 or [-] years.But the lowest status, and the most contemptible, is the lowly slave with tattoos on his face.

The life of a lowly slave is worthless, and even if someone kills him intentionally, the murderer will not be punished in any way.

The reason why the status of lowly slaves is so low is not because of their parents, but because only two kinds of people have tattooed their faces since ancient times.

One is the sinner who was dispatched by the army, and the other is the lowly slave who is willing to be grass.

Looking at Nan Meiyu's resolute expression, to be honest, Li Tian really couldn't believe it.

Not to mention anything else, just with Nan Meiyu's handsome face, capturing ten or eight widows is not a joke.

"Nan Meiyu, you should think about it. If tattooing is a slave, I will not look for you when you die outside."

Nan Meiyu's face changed slightly when she heard the words, but her eyes were still resolute, and she almost pinched the bleeding marks with her hands, and she cried unceasingly:
"Young master, the villain has been doing nothing for more than twenty years. If you don't accept the villain, the villain is just a walking corpse waiting to die."

These words were too harsh, Li Tianzhen felt a little psychedelic, is this the same Nan Meiyu who was making a fool of himself before?

After quietly staring at Nan Meiyu for a moment, Li Tian's expression suddenly relaxed, and he laughed and said:
"Who do you think I am, the Prince's son?"

"The villain doesn't care who the young master is, the villain only knows that the young master is the nobleman of the villain."

After saying that, Nan Meiyu kowtowed to the ground, as if if Li Tian didn't accept him today, he would kneel and die on the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Bao hummed and laughed strangely, lifted Nanmeiyu up from the ground with one hand, and said loudly:

"Nan Meiyu, do you think that if you are willing to get tattooed, you have given everything? The old man is not afraid to tell you that there are many people who want to work under my son's hands, let alone tattooing, even if they peel off the skin of their faces."

Nan Meiyu stood up without knowing why, and when she raised her eyes to see Jiang Baoqin's veteran with a faint frost, a turbulent wave suddenly set off in her heart.

He has only seen this kind of fairy-like method in strange novels, and no one would have thought that it really existed in this world.

But after being shocked, Nan Meiyu's heart was filled with ecstasy. People with such means can only follow Mr. Zhu. This big gamble is worth it.

"Young master, although the villain is just an idiot, he knows everything about the big and small things in the capital. In addition, the villain can compose poems and paint, even if he is riding a horse and archery, he has devoted himself to learning."

Seeing that Nanmei Yubiao failed to be loyal, and started to boast about himself again, Li Tian shook his head dumbfounded, and directly reached out to stop it.

Throwing the folding fan in his hand in front of Nan Meiyu, Li Tian let out a long breath and said with a light smile:
"Listen to what you said, if I don't accept you, I will be blind. Forget it, I will give you a chance. This folding fan is the capital I gave you. Within ten days, if Xicheng has you Nan Meiyu's name, I will give you something to eat."

When Nan Meiyu heard the words, she was so excited that she couldn't help herself. She lifted the folding fan from the ground with trembling hands, and she looked at Li Tian with a smile on her face and said:
"The villain is going to pawn off this fan, and please wait for the good news."

Li Tian pursed his lips slightly and nodded, then turned and entered the resettlement office.

"Your Majesty, that is the imperial fan, so you just gave it to him?"

After two or three quick steps to catch up with Li Tian, ​​Jiang Bao said in surprise.

"He doesn't know my identity, what evil he can do with that fan." Li Tian casually saw Zheng He talking with the queen in the inner hall, his eyes were slightly cold and he said:

"Every man is innocent, but pregnant is guilty. Nan Meiyu should save his own life first."

In the inner hall, Zheng He was chatting with Empress Zhang, when he saw Li Tian approaching outside the hall, he hurriedly got up and walked out the door, saying:
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is coming."

When the emperor and the empress meet, and the emperor and his ministers pay respects, there is no need to say too much.

Looking at Zheng He's thin face, Li Tian patted his arm vigorously, half-jokingly said:
"Zheng He, I see you look like this. Is the director of this resettlement center more difficult than General Long Xiangwei?"

"Your Majesty's words are absolutely correct. When our family was in the army, the soldiers could be punished if they were disobedient. If the people in the resettlement center were disobedient, who could be punished by our family?"

"Hahaha, you are sincere, Bai Qiliang, today I came out of the palace with the empress to clarify the square, and I just want to ask you two about how to resettle the common people."

(End of this chapter)