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

"Sister Fan, why waste your breath talking to this kind of person? Let me shoot him!"

Zhu Ming, with his fiery temper, couldn't stand the way villains talked on and on.

If you have something to say, go say it to my air cannon, don't spout nonsense in front of me!

Forgiving you is God's business, and my job is to send you to meet God!

As he spoke, the little guy raised the air cannon in his hand and aimed the muzzle at Qian Youde, who was kneeling on the ground.

I planned to send him down with one shot.

So that Zhang Dekai wouldn't be all alone down there.

When Qian Youde saw Zhu Ming raise the dark muzzle of the cannon and point it at his forehead, he was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body.

He tried to beg for mercy, but his teeth were chattering so badly that he couldn't utter a single complete word.

The next second, a pale yellow liquid flowed uncontrollably down his trouser leg.

A high-ranking official of the eighth rank was so frightened by a six-year-old child that he wet himself in public!

It's a complete joke!

(Qian Youde: You think you're so great, so high and mighty? Try what it feels like to have a cannon pointed at your head. I can see how pathetic I am!)

Just as Zhu Ming was about to fire the air cannon.

"Sixth Prince, you mustn't!"

Xu Miaoyun, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and hugged him tightly to stop him from hitting her.

Zhu Ming turned his head and looked at her with a puzzled expression:

"Sister Miaoyun, what are you doing? This kind of scum doesn't deserve your pleading! Get out of the way!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but pinch him, saying irritably, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly plead for him?"

Upon hearing this,

Zhu Ming was even more confused: "Then why did you stop me?"

Xu Miaoyun rolled her eyes and continued hugging Zhu Ming, saying:

"Sixth Prince, have you forgotten the purpose of our visit?"

"We're here to avenge Sister Fan."

"You're happy now that you've shot him dead, but how is Sister Fan supposed to take revenge herself?"

Zhu Ming suddenly realized what was happening and slapped his forehead.

"Right, right! I almost forgot about Sister Fan!"

Zhu Ming muttered to himself as he casually put away the air cannon he had put on his hand.

The little guy was so busy regretting that he almost ruined something big.

Completely unaware that Xu Miaoyun had tried to stop him earlier,

She practically pressed herself against him from behind, her arms still wrapped around his waist, not having had time to loosen their grip.

The little guy acted impulsively and turned around without warning.

This turn is not a big deal.

All that could be heard was a cry of "Ah!"

Xu Miaoyun reacted as if she had been burned, abruptly releasing her grip and taking a large step back.

His entire face turned red from the roots of his ears to the roots of his neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhu Ming was startled by the exclamation and turned around, puzzled.

"Sister Miaoyun, what's wrong?"

The little guy blinked his eyes, looking completely innocent.

"Who bullied you? Tell me, and I'll get revenge for you!"

Xu Miaoyun opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back down.

How could I possibly let her say something like that?

She bit her lower lip, her face flushed, and glared at Zhu Ming. Her eyes were filled with anger, annoyance, and a hint of embarrassment.

"N-nothing!"

She turned her face away, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

"Turn around!"

Zhu Ming scratched his head, completely bewildered.

This woman is really strange.

Forget it, forget it.

Then, he turned around and looked at Fan Changyu, who had been standing silently to the side.

The little guy cleared his throat and put on a serious expression.

Although he wasn't tall, he quite convincingly portrayed the air of a Ming Dynasty prince.

"Sister Fan, this person is in your hands now."

"Do whatever you want with it."

Zhu Ming recalled the memories in his mind and added:

"If you think killing him directly isn't enough to vent your anger, it's too easy on him!"

"I do have a few good ideas."

He held up one finger.

"First, break his limbs, make him a cripple, and leave him bedridden for the rest of his life, living a life worse than death."

After saying that, he extended his second finger.

"Second, throw him into a mine and make him dig for the rest of his life, with no hope of ever getting ahead."

He tilted his head, as if he had thought of something again.

"Oh right, there's another way."

"Break his arms and legs, throw him into the street, and let him beg along the streets to experience the hardships of life."

"Didn't he pride himself on being an honest and upright official who loves the people like his own children?" Zhu Ming tilted his head and smiled innocently. "When the time comes, I'm sure many people will feel sorry for him and be willing to give him a bite to eat."

Zhu Ming spoke casually, as if discussing what to eat for lunch.

But Qian Youde, kneeling on the ground, turned pale inch by inch.

At first, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhu Ming put away the hand cannon.

They thought they had escaped a disaster and had been spared.

But now, after hearing about these methods of handling the situation...

Qian Youde felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, chilling him to the bone.

Break their limbs?

Mining your whole life?

Begging on the street?

This is hardly a punishment...

This is clearly keeping him alive, but it's worse than being dead!

Upon hearing this, Fan Changyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

The two ideas Zhu Ming came up with were exactly what she wanted.

Should we just kill Qian Youde?

That's too lenient on him.

We must let him live, let him suffer, let him endure all humiliation.

That's what you call revenge.

She slowly turned her head, looked at Qian Youde kneeling on the ground, and coldly asked:

"Lord Qian, did you hear that just now?"

"His Highness has given you so many paths, which one do you want to choose?"

Qian Youde raised his head, his face filled with terror.

He glanced at Fan Changyu, then at Zhu Ming beside him, who stood with his arms crossed, looking on with amusement. Finally, he steeled himself and tentatively asked:

"I...I don't want to choose either one, is that okay?"

The moment these words were spoken, the surrounding air fell silent.

Fan Changyu was almost laughing in exasperation at him.

Do you think you're buying vegetables at a farmers market?

There's even haggling involved?

She took a step forward and looked down at the other person.

"I'm giving you a choice because I'm being generous."

"Don't push your luck!"

Qian Youde's face turned pale, and his whole body trembled like a leaf.

But somehow, a surge of courage welled up within him, and he stubbornly retorted:

"You can't kill me!"

"I am an official appointed by the imperial court!"

"If you kill me, you'll be going against the imperial court!"

He spoke with conviction, as if he had finally found a talisman.

But his still trembling legs and the damp stains in his crotch betrayed him completely.

Fan Changyu's eyes flickered.

A hint of hesitation appeared on the fierce expression on her face.

She is not afraid of death.

But she was afraid of implicating her younger sister, Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu is still young. What will happen to her if she is wanted for killing an official of the imperial court?

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, her imposing aura weakened somewhat.

Qian Youde took in all the changes in her expression and was immediately delighted.

There is a play!

It seems this trick works!

He was just about to press his advantage and say a few more harsh words when...

But before he could even feel happy for a moment...

"An official appointed by the imperial court?"

A lazy voice came from the side.

Zhu Ming slowly walked forward, glanced at Qian Youde, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten to tell you."