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

To everyone's surprise, the other party showed no fear.

The boy who had been gnawing on a pig's trotter swallowed his food, looked up, and asked with a serious expression.

"Are you the local official in charge?"

"What's your name?"

The county magistrate was intimidated by the other party's imposing manner and subconsciously replied, "This official's surname is Wang, and his name is Wang Defa."

After saying that, the county magistrate regretted it. How could he have been fooled by a child?

That's so embarrassing!

The next second...

"Wang Defa, is it!" Zhu Ming slammed his hand on the table, his face full of anger as he reprimanded, "How do you manage your county as a magistrate?"

"This area is suffering from a severe drought, why isn't it reported to the imperial court, and why are the people being allowed to starve to death?"

"And in this county town, the same street is divided into two areas."

Zhu Ming suddenly stood up, putting his hands behind his back.

Despite being only one meter tall, he exuded an aura of oppression that made him appear like a giant over three meters tall, dominating the entire scene.

"The rich neighborhoods are a place of nightly revelry; they throw away uneaten food, and they won't even feed their dogs leftovers."

"In the poor areas, every household hung white banners. There were so many people who had starved to death that they couldn't carry them all away. People even exchanged their own children to eat. It was a truly horrific sight."

Zhu Ming pointed at Wang Defa with one hand, his voice getting louder and louder.

"As the local official, is this how you treat your people?"

"This year there's been a severe drought, and you haven't submitted a single memorial to the throne."

"Not a single grain of the imperial government's disaster relief grain reached the people's mouths."

"You corrupt official, what is your punishment?!"

Wang Defa was forced to retreat repeatedly, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He wanted to explain himself.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Because everything Zhu Ming said was true.

The surrounding constables looked at each other, their hands trembling as they held their knives.

Qian Youde's family huddled to one side, not daring to breathe.

More and more onlookers gathered.

Whispers began to circulate among the crowd.

"Well said..."

"This child is telling the truth..."

"That's really how it is in our county..."

The sound got louder and louder.

Gradually, a buzzing sound of discussion arose.

As Wang Defa listened to these discussions, his face turned pale and then red.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and retorted, forcing himself to speak:

"You... what do you know, you're just a kid?"

"This county has its own set of difficulties!"

Zhu Ming sneered upon hearing this.

The little guy had already learned about the difficulties Wang Defa mentioned from Fan Changyu.

He was simply sidelined by the county magistrate, Qian Youde, in collusion with several powerful local families, and had no real power whatsoever.

But this also proves his incompetence!

I've been here for three years and haven't been able to gain any real power.

What is this if not incompetence?

"If Sister Fan hadn't told me you were a decent official, I would have shot you long ago. You have no right to argue here!"

After hearing these words, Wang Defa lowered his head in shame.

yes……

He was a truly pathetic county magistrate.

But then,

He suddenly raised his head.

That's not right!

Are you the county magistrate, or am I?

You are a murderer who committed murder in the street. What right do you have to question me, a seventh-rank official of the imperial court?

Wang Defa grew angrier and angrier, his mouth almost twisted with anger.

He flicked his sleeve and shouted sternly at Zhu Ming:

"Who are you? How dare you question this official here?"

"who I am?"

Zhu Ming sneered and slowly turned around.

Xu Miaoyun happened to be there and handed him a chair from the side, placing it behind him.

Zhu Ming sat back down, crossed his legs, and began to speak slowly and deliberately:

"Then you'd better listen carefully."

"I am Zhu Ming, the Sixth Prince of the Ming Dynasty."

"He is an imperial envoy bestowed by the Emperor himself, specifically tasked with investigating corrupt officials like you."

Upon hearing this, Wang Defa was taken aback.

Sixth Prince, Zhu Ming?

He frowned and looked Zhu Ming up and down.

Then, he shook his head.

impossible.

He's not like those country bumpkins like Qian Youde.

He had lived in the capital and knew some things about the palace.

For example, he knew that His Majesty and Empress did indeed have a son whom they doted on.

But he heard that,

That prince was sickly from a young age, frail and weak, and died young.

How could it possibly appear in such a small place?

He even killed someone in the street while eating hot pot?

Wang Defa felt increasingly uneasy.

He snorted coldly and, mustering his courage, spoke:

"Nonsense! The Sixth Prince died long ago, how could he possibly look like this?"

"How dare you impersonate a prince!"

"Guards! Seize him!"

Upon hearing this, the constables grabbed their knives and spears and prepared to seize Zhu Ming.

at this time,

"Let's see who dares to lay a hand on us!"

A clear shout suddenly rang out.

Xu Miaoyun stepped forward, blocking Zhu Ming's path, her eyes cold and her aura imposing.

Wang Defa looked up.

When he saw Xu Miaoyun's appearance clearly, he was taken aback.

Why does this girl look so familiar?

It feels like I've seen it somewhere before.

But for a moment, he couldn't remember.

Wang Defa couldn't help but feel uneasy, and quickly raised his hand to stop his subordinate:

"etc!"

"Don't rush to make a move!"

The constables paused.

You look at me, I look at you.

He looked up at the county magistrate again, his face full of helplessness.

Are we going to make a move or not?

Sir, you should give me a straight answer!

It's like, I've already taken my pants off halfway, and you're showing me the Calabash Brothers!

Just as the county magistrate was hesitating...

Qian Youde's son, his eyes reddening, rushed out from the crowd and roared at the constables:

"What are you all standing there for?"

"Do it! Avenge my father now!"

Wang Defa frowned and sternly stopped him:

"stop!"

"The other party's identity is unknown; no one is allowed to make any rash moves!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Youde's son immediately became anxious.

He turned to look at a constable beside him, rushed forward, and snatched the steel knife from the constable's hand.

"If you won't do it, then I'll do it myself!"

As he spoke, he raised his steel knife and charged at Zhu Ming like a madman.

Zhu Ming sat in a chair, legs crossed.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

It was just a casual gesture.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Qian Youde's son flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

It flew more than ten meters away before crashing heavily to the ground, rolling several times before stopping.

The steel knife in his hand flew far away.

He lay on the ground, spitting blood, and it was clear he was not going to survive.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Meanwhile, our county magistrate was still pondering the girl's identity.

The loud noise startled him so much that he trembled all over.

When he came to his senses, he found that Qian Youde's son had already flown more than ten meters away.

He is now lying on the ground, spitting blood, his fate unknown.

This scene terrified Wang Defa, turning his face pale.

He was about to call his men to come and protect him.

The next second...

"then."

Zhu Ming casually tossed it aside.

Something flew directly towards his location.

Wang Defa instinctively reached out and caught it.

What is this?

Wang Defa looked down and his pupils suddenly contracted.

This is actually an imperial edict!

The bright yellow silk was covered with a large, bright red jade seal.

Upon seeing this, Wang Defa's hands began to tremble, and he quickly opened it to take a look.

He only glanced at the words on it briefly.

My hands started shaking.

He was shaking so much that he could barely hold the imperial edict.

In no time,

"Thump!"

Wang Defa's knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

He held the imperial edict high with both hands and repeatedly begged Zhu Ming for mercy.

"Your Highness, spare my life!"

"Your Highness, I am blind and ignorant!"

"Please forgive me, Your Highness!"