The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

At first, the villagers were somewhat reserved and apprehensive.

After every few bites, he would look up at Zhu Ming.

Seeing that he had a gentle expression and showed no sign of displeasure or obstruction.

Only then did the villagers dare to lower their heads and take a couple more bites.

A moment later, he couldn't help but look up again.

And so, the scene fell into a strange loop, with a bite of rice and a glance at His Highness, over and over again, as if they were using Zhu Ming as a meal.

The little guy is almost speechless!

"Weren't you all complaining about being hungry? Hurry up and eat! Why are you staring at me like that? I have food on my face!" Zhu Ming shouted, putting his hands on his hips, adopting the aura of a high school homeroom teacher.

The villagers were awestruck by the overwhelming aura.

One by one, they subconsciously picked up their bowls and chopsticks.

He buried his head in his food and ate frantically, no longer daring to look up at Zhu Ming.

Seeing this, Zhu Ming crossed his arms and stood aside watching everyone wolf down their food, a hint of smugness on his face.

To be able to share some of the burden with my father and mother.

This is a very rewarding thing for the little guy; he is a brave little lamb!

At this moment, Xu Miaoyun and Imperial Physician Dai slowly walked up to Zhu Ming.

Xu Miaoyun reached out and ruffled Zhu Ming's hair, praising him with pride, "Our Sixth Prince is so young, yet he has the people on his mind; it's truly admirable!"

Zhu Ming, who had just been standing with his arms crossed and a haughty expression, instantly lost his composure after being praised like that. He scratched his head and chuckled foolishly, "I'm not as good as you say. I just happened to run into them and helped them out."

Although he spoke modestly, the little guy's slightly upturned lips and the way he kept glancing up at Xu Miaoyun were quite telling.

It was clearly an implication to the other party: Sister Miaoyun, you are so good at talking, why not praise me a little more? I can accept it!

Xu Miaoyun was quick-witted and could easily see through his little scheme. She immediately chuckled and then affectionately pinched Zhu Ming's soft little face.

At this moment, Dai Yuanli, unable to contain his curiosity, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and asked, "Sixth Prince, what exactly is this place? Why is it so desolate?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ming immediately composed himself, looked up at the barren, cracked fields in the distance, and said in a low voice, "I don't know where this is. I only know that this is within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and there are still so many people who can't afford to eat..."

Seeing that the little guy's mood suddenly became depressed,

Xu Miaoyun felt a pang of heartache and quickly reached out to hug him, gently patting his back and softly comforting him, "Sixth Prince, there's no need to blame yourself. The drought is a natural disaster; it's not your fault!"

"Just now you went to great lengths to save Lin Xiu'e's daughter, and even specially invited Physician Dai to treat her."

"Now they have taken out a divine treasure and conjured up countless delicacies out of thin air, solving the problem of hunger for the entire village."

"You've done enough, and done it well enough!"

Zhu Ming nestled quietly in her arms for a long while, then raised his small face, his eyes clear and firm, and said, "But I am the Sixth Prince of the Great Ming Dynasty, my father is Zhu Chongba, and my mother is Ma Xiuying. Protecting the people within our territory is my responsibility."

Upon hearing this, Dai Yuanli, who was standing to the side, was deeply moved and filled with mixed emotions. He quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Zhu Ming.

"Your Highness's words have truly moved me. I have served in the Imperial Medical Academy for many years, and I usually treat princes, nobles, and members of the royal family."

"But I have never seen any high-ranking official who cares so much about the common people as you do."

"Ordinary nobles ignore the suffering of the people, but you alone will do your best to help when people are in trouble. This kind of benevolence is truly rare."

He was praised by the two of them in turn.

Even a rather narcissistic kid like Zhu Ming couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

So he buried his head back in Xu Miaoyun's arms and refused to lift it up.

You know what, he's pretty good at finding places.

Do you know where the softest part is?

Xu Miaoyun smiled gently as she stroked Zhu Ming's back with her fingertips, soothing him.

But in an instant, she suddenly remembered something important, and the smile on her face faded, her expression becoming serious.

So, she gently pushed Zhu Ming away slightly, supporting his shoulder, and asked earnestly, "Sixth Prince, what are your plans for settling the villagers?"

"Your magical treasure that can conjure food out of thin air may relieve hunger temporarily, but it's unlikely to be used without a price."

"Moreover, we are entrusted with the mission by His Majesty, which is to travel throughout the country to provide relief to disaster victims."

"We can't stay here forever and rely on magic to support the whole village. This is not a long-term solution."

Xu Miaoyun was unaware that Zhu Ming's gourmet tablecloth could be used without any cost.

But she was right about one thing.

There is a severe drought across the country right now, and the affected villages are far more than just this one.

There are tens of thousands of suffering disaster victims in all directions waiting for him to save their lives.

He can't stay here forever.

But if they were to leave now, they would lose their constant food supply.

Within a few days, the village will surely revert to its original state.

When the food supplies run out and the fields yield no harvest, the extreme hardship will lead to the tragic situation of people exchanging their own children to eat.

Fortunately, Zhu Ming had already thought of a solution to this problem while on the way.

So the little guy raised his head, his dejected mood vanished, his eyes clear and determined, and he earnestly told Xu Miaoyun his entire plan:

"Sister Miaoyun, actually I already have an idea in my heart."

"Not just the people in this village, but all the disaster-stricken people I encounter as I travel around in the future."

"I plan to relocate them all to the outskirts of the capital. I will then use my magic to bring a heavy rain to irrigate and cultivate the surrounding wasteland."

"Let the people settle down here and cultivate the land, so that they can become self-reliant and no longer suffer from drought."

However, after hearing Zhu Ming's resettlement plan,

Xu Miaoyun gently shook her head and immediately pointed out two key difficulties.

"Ming'er, your idea is very good, but there are still many practical problems involved."

"First, let's not even talk about whether such a large area of ​​open space can be freed up in the suburbs of the capital. Even if there is enough land, there are countless disaster victims all over the country. If they are all gathered in one place, the household registration, livelihood and public security will be complicated and it will be a huge problem to manage them."

Secondly, the people here have been rooted in their homeland for generations; their ancestral graves and family businesses are all here. Suddenly asking them to leave their homes and migrate elsewhere would be met with resistance from most, and they might not be willing to move.

Zhu Ming was stunned upon hearing this.

He is still young and inexperienced.

His mind was only focused on how to help the people escape their suffering as soon as possible; his ideas were too idealistic.

These real-world problems were not considered at all!

So he quickly looked up at Xu Miaoyun and humbly asked, "Sister Miaoyun, what do you think I should do?"

Xu Miaoyun didn't offer a direct solution. Instead, she looked at him intently and asked urgently, "Sixth Prince, you just said you could use magic to summon heavy rain?"

Zhu Ming scratched his head, his tone uncertain, and said, "It should be okay."

Yes means yes, no means no!

What does "should be" mean?

Xu Miaoyun said earnestly, "Sixth Prince, if you can really bring rain, then everything will be much easier!"