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

Empress Ma sighed and rubbed her sore shoulders.

"Tomorrow, oh tomorrow."

"Where did you go?"

"Your father sent you out of the palace to provide relief to the people, but you didn't even send a message back."

She muttered to herself as she walked.

Suddenly, Empress Ma heard a commotion coming from afar.

She looked up and saw a group of people walking from the direction of the county government office.

They were all excited, whispering among themselves and discussing amongst themselves.

Have you heard?

"At the gate of the county magistrate's residence, a mere teenager killed Lord Qian in the street!"

"Killed him? That was an official appointed by the imperial court!"

"That's right! They were completely unharmed!"

"Not only was he unharmed, he also terrified Magistrate Wang so much that he knelt down and begged for mercy, his head banging against the ground like a chicken pecking at rice!"

"My goodness, who exactly is this child?"

Empress Ma originally wanted to avoid the group, but after listening to the people's discussions...

She paused, then suddenly turned back.

A teenager killed the county magistrate in the street and even frightened the county magistrate so much that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

The only person capable of doing something like this is probably her brat.

Empress Ma moved swiftly, arriving in front of the people in the blink of an eye.

"Brothers, I'd like to ask you something."

Several people looked up and were immediately stunned.

They'd lived most of their lives and had never seen anyone so good-looking.

With her graceful demeanor and kind eyes, she was like a fairy descended from heaven.

The group stood there stunned for a long time before they came to their senses.

"Miss, what would you like to ask?"

Empress Ma smiled and said, "I just heard you say that something big happened at the county government office?"

"Could you tell me exactly what happened?"

Upon hearing this, the villagers immediately perked up.

They recounted the entire scene that had just unfolded, one after another.

Zhu Ming beat and killed Qian Youde in the street.

Let's go eat hot pot.

Then Wang Defa knelt down and begged for mercy.

He spoke vividly and eloquently, his spittle flying everywhere.

After hearing this, Empress Ma's lips curled up slightly.

She became even more certain that the young master the people were talking about was indeed her youngest son.

But when she heard "Zhu Ming beat and killed an official of the imperial court in the street,"

Her eyelids still twitched uncontrollably a few times.

Is this still her obedient and sensible youngest son, who wouldn't even kill a chicken?

How long has it been since he left the palace that he dared to kill someone in the street?

Empress Ma composed herself and asked again:

"Do you know what kind of person Qian Youde, the local county magistrate, is?"

Fortunately, the people she asked all lived in poor neighborhoods.

They have all been poisoned by Qian Youde to varying degrees.

Therefore, upon hearing the name Qian Youde...

The group was immediately filled with righteous indignation and began to curse:

"That's a corrupt official! He's a complete scoundrel!"

"He not only withheld the compensation money for the soldiers who died in battle, but also deliberately spread rumors that they were deserters, driving countless civilians to their deaths!"

"He also colluded with the Li family in the east of the city to deliberately inflate rice prices, selling one dou (a unit of dry measure) of rice for the price of ten dou, forcing countless people to sell their children!"

"Besides that, he also forcibly abducted women and committed all sorts of evil deeds!"

"Every household in our poor neighborhood has a grudge against him!"

The group of people, one after another, recounted all the despicable things Qian Youde had done.

Empress Ma breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Thankfully, Ming'er didn't kill anyone by mistake.

I knew it! I've watched Ming'er grow up since he was a child.

Given his personality, how could he possibly kill someone in the street?

The other party must have gone too far.

as predicted,

After hearing about Qian Youde's deeds.

Even Empress Ma, with her temperament, couldn't help but want to slap him to death!

Not to mention Zhu Ming, who possessed top-tier supernatural powers.

at this time,

A curious citizen asked:

"Hey girl, why are you asking so many questions?"

"You're not planning to cause trouble for that young hero, are you?"

Upon hearing this, the others' expressions changed immediately, and their gazes towards Empress Ma turned hostile.

Although they had never spoken to Zhu Ming, and Zhu Ming didn't even know who they were.

However, Zhu Ming killed Qian Youde, who was their benefactor.

They would never stand by and watch their benefactor be persecuted.

Empress Ma was both amused and exasperated upon seeing this.

She didn't expect that Ming'er would be so popular among the people.

"How could I possibly cause him trouble?"

"That young master you're talking about—"

She paused, then smiled and said, "It is indeed my son."

"Your son?!"

Upon hearing this, the group's eyes widened in surprise.

Immediately, they all bowed and clasped their hands in greeting to Empress Ma.

"Thank you, Madam!"

"Thank you so much, Madam, for raising such a fine son!"

"They've rid us of a great scourge!"

Empress Ma was overjoyed to hear these compliments.

The most beautiful words in the world are those from others praising her Ming'er.

That made her even happier than if she were praising herself.

Empress Ma smiled and waved her hand, saying modestly, "It's my pleasure, it's my pleasure."

"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, she turned to leave, intending to meet up with Zhu Ming.

at this time,

A commoner suddenly shouted:

"Hey young lady, just a moment!"

"What's your name?"

"We will look back and remember your kindness."

Empress Ma stopped and turned around with a smile.

"My name is Ma Xiuying."

"Ma Xiuying..."

The group repeated it to themselves.

Someone scratched their head, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "This name... it sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before?"

at this time,

One of them suddenly trembled.

His lips trembled, and his voice shook as he said:

"For example, if I remember correctly..."

"It seems that the current Empress's name is this..."

The villagers were taken aback.

This woman actually shares the same name as the Empress?

Could it be that she is...?

Everyone swallowed hard and turned their heads in unison.

Upon looking again—

Empress Ma is nowhere to be seen.

The person is long gone.

Only the empty streets and a few people staring at each other were left.

Especially the man who had just called her "little sister," his legs were trembling and his face was as white as a sheet of paper.

He... he just called the Empress "elder sister"?

The man suddenly knelt down on the ground with a "thud".

He kowtowed repeatedly in the direction where Empress Ma had left.

"Your Majesty, spare me! I was blind and ignorant! I deserve to die!"

The others also realized what was happening and knelt down, just like the man.

And so, on the empty streets.

Several people kowtowed to the air, their heads bleeding profusely.

Meanwhile, inside the county government office.

Zhu Ming sat in the county magistrate's usual spot where he handled cases.

Touching here and looking there.

He would touch the gavel for a moment, and flip through the files on the table for a moment.

The little guy looked very curious.

It was just like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

Meanwhile, Magistrate Wang Defa bowed and scraped beside Zhu Ming, his face beaming with smiles, carefully explaining the contents of the document to him.

"Your Highness, this is a gavel, used when holding court."

"Your Highness, this is the official seal, used for signing official documents."

"Your Highness, this is the file; it contains case records from previous years."

Zhu Ming picked up the gavel and, imitating a scene from a movie, slammed it down on the table with a "bang".

"Snap—"

A clear, loud sound echoed throughout the lobby.

The little guy's eyes lit up.

"This is fun."