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

That's why Xu Miaoyun is said to be meticulous and quick-witted.

Upon hearing this, he immediately tried to cover for Empress Ma, saying, "Your Majesty is joking. How could I not know your temperament?"

"You must have been so anxious and worried about the Sixth Prince's safety that you deliberately said those harsh words to scare the imperial physicians so that they would do their best to save the prince."

"Your Majesty, was I right?"

After saying that, Xu Miaoyun took Empress Ma's arm and looked at her with a sly expression.

It seems to be saying,

Your Majesty, please stop lying to me.

Everyone in the entire palace knows that you are the most benevolent.

How could they possibly kill all the imperial physicians just because one child couldn't be saved?

That must have been said in anger, right?

However, over time...

Empress Ma neither refuted nor nodded in agreement, but simply smiled and looked at her without saying a word.

Xu Miaoyun's heart skipped a beat. Had she guessed wrong?

The reason she had this misunderstanding was because she was young, had never given birth, and had never been a mother, so she could not possibly understand the despair Empress Ma felt at that time.

If on that day, those imperial physicians really couldn't save Zhu Ming.

It's unclear what Empress Ma will do.

But one thing is certain: what she did was far more outrageous than what Lao Zhu did.

Just then, Zhu Ming's voice came from outside the shed again.

The two decided to skip the topic for the time being.

……

In the stands.

Zhu Ming continued speaking.

"Everyone, as Huang Zi'an just mentioned, His Highness is inviting all the elders and folks of the city to a feast today."

As he spoke, Zhu Ming pointed to the wooden table that stretched for hundreds of meters next to him, which was covered with all kinds of delicious food.

"And the food is right there!"

The people looked at the dazzling array of food and smelled the enticing aromas, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

However, Zhu Ming then changed the subject: "Eating is fine, but before we eat, His Highness needs to set a few rules!"

Upon hearing that there were rules, everyone immediately perked up their ears and listened carefully.

I was afraid that if I forgot the rules later, I would displease the Sixth Prince again.

Zhu Ming held up three fingers and said, word by word, "The rules are very simple!"

"First, no looting!"

"Secondly, you have to queue for food!"

Third, the elderly, the weak, and women should eat first!

The first two points are fine; everyone can accept them.

But what about the third one?

"Why should they eat first?"

Suddenly, a defiant voice rang out from the crowd.

Zhu Ming suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound had come.

That spot was originally filled with kneeling people.

But they seemed to have rehearsed it.

The next second, they all moved aside in unison, clearing a large open space.

The person who had just spoken was now kneeling alone in the center, with a hint of resentment on his face.

But then, he was stunned.

No, what's going on?

He thought that by hiding in the crowd and shouting, he wouldn't be discovered.

Who would have thought these people would be so disloyal?

The Sixth Prince only glanced at them, and these people immediately betrayed him.

He could even sense that the people closest to him were secretly moving further away, as if afraid of getting involved with him in the slightest.

And in the stands,

Zhu Ming looked down at him from his high vantage point.

"You ask me why?"

The man lowered his head timidly, not daring to meet Zhu Ming's gaze, much less daring to speak.

Zhu Ming's lips curled into a cold smile. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Just look at all this food, it's what I brought with me!"

"If you have any objections, you don't have to eat!"

The man was hunched over, as if he wanted to bury his head in the ground.

Then, Zhu Ming turned his gaze to the others and said seriously, "The same goes for you. I can treat you to a meal, but you have to follow my rules."

"Anyone who breaks my rules shouldn't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhu Ming paused, his gaze slowly sweeping across the room, and said in a domineering tone, "I've finished speaking. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

Tens of thousands of people were completely silent at this moment, all of them too intimidated by Zhu Ming's aura to speak.

Zhu Ming nodded: "Since none of you are saying anything, I'll take that as your agreement, Huang Zi'an!"

Huang Zi'an, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and cupped his hands, saying, "This humble subject is here. What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Zhu Ming turned around, waved his hand casually, and said, "It's getting late, let's get everyone together and have dinner!"

"Yes, sir!"

After Huang Zi'an responded, he got up and began to gather people and arrange for the people to take their seats and eat.

Zhu Ming, on the other hand, walked towards the edge of the stands.

The stands were over three meters high, with smooth edges and no steps.

The people below had just stood up from the ground.

Then I saw the Sixth Prince walk straight to the edge of the stands and then step out.

"Ah! Your Highness, be careful!"

A gasp of surprise immediately erupted from the crowd.

Several nearby civilians instinctively tried to rush forward and catch Zhu Ming.

The next second, a lucky cloud appeared out of thin air beneath Zhu Ming's feet, steadily supporting him.

Zhu Ming turned his head in confusion, looked at the frozen crowd, and asked, "What did you all tell me to be careful of?"

Everyone: "..."

"It's nothing, Your Highness. Just be happy. Don't worry about us!"

Zhu Ming: "This is inexplicable."

But the moment the little guy turned around, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Then, the somersault cloud carried Zhu Ming slowly back to the entrance of the closed shed.

Zhu Ming stepped down from the somersault cloud, not forgetting to turn back and wave to everyone.

"Have a good meal, everyone!"

After saying that, he lifted the curtain and went straight inside.

Outside the shed,

Tens of thousands of people looked at each other in awe as they stared at the closed shed.

As soon as Zhu Ming entered, the curtain closed.

He seemed like a completely different person; his aura had changed, and he was no longer the domineering figure he used to be.

Especially after he saw Empress Ma.

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he immediately took off running towards Empress Ma with his short legs.

As they drew near, Zhu Ming leaped into the air and plunged headfirst into Empress Ma's arms.

"Ming'er, slow down!"

Seeing this, Empress Ma quickly reached out and supported the little one's bottom, holding him steadily in her arms.

Zhu Ming then took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Empress Ma's neck, nuzzled against her, and then looked up.

"Mother, how did I do just now?"

Zhu Ming opened his eyes wide and gave me a look that said, "Hurry up and praise me."

Empress Ma reached out with a doting expression and gently pinched Zhu Ming's nose, saying with a smile, "You were quite imposing outside just now, but how come you're acting like a little child as soon as you come in?"

Zhu Ming replied matter-of-factly, "Mother, what are you saying? I'm just a child!"

Empress Ma's expression suddenly froze.

Just now, I observed Zhu Ming's attitude in handling the situation and his demeanor while standing on the high platform.

It made her forget for a moment that Ming'er was just a six-year-old child.

Thinking of this, Empress Ma couldn't help but hug Zhu Ming tighter in her arms, saying with a proud look, "My Ming'er just now performed the best. Even if it were Biao'er or Chongba, they wouldn't have done as well as you!"

This made the little guy a bit embarrassed by the praise.

He buried his head in Empress Ma's arms and said shyly, "Oh dear, I'm not as good as you say, Mother."

"If it were my elder brother or father instead, they would definitely have done a better job than me..."

Empress Ma and Xu Miaoyun watched as the little guy looked shy and didn't dare to see anyone.

The two looked at each other, and then burst into laughter in unison.

……

at the same time.

As arranged by Huang Zi'an, a group of people had already arrived at the wooden table.

The rest of the people stood not far away, eagerly waiting. Although they were very hungry, they dared not do anything rash.

After all, a sixth prince who can fly is enough to intimidate everyone.

So everyone lined up obediently, with the elderly, women, and children in front, and the young and strong in the back.

Once everyone was seated at the table, looking at the delicious-looking food in front of them, no one knew how to start eating.

I've never eaten anything this good before, how am I supposed to eat this?

Just then, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the side.

"ah!!!"

This startled everyone, and they all turned to look.

An old man was seen with his mouth stuffed full of food, tears streaming down his face, chewing and crying at the same time.

What kind of design is this?

Why did you start crying while you were eating?

However, as more and more people picked up their chopsticks, grabbed a piece of food, and put it in their mouths, their reactions were no better than that of the old man.

"What is this? How can it taste so good?"

"And this fish, how can it be so delicious, without even a hint of fishiness!"

"What kind of meat is this? It's so chewy!"

"And this tofu, why is it so bright red?"

One of the boys picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu, and without even blowing on it, stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Next second,

"hiss--"

The boy gasped sharply, his face instantly turning bright red.

"Ugh, it's so spicy! Water? Where's the water?"

He opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and kept exhaling air while frantically searching for water to save his life.

Sitting next to him was probably his mother, who quickly found a bowl of cold water and handed it to him.

After receiving the bowl of cold water, the boy drank a large bowl of it and finally recovered.

And the first thing he did after recovering was...

Instead of pushing away the Mapo Tofu in front of him, he picked up another piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ouch, so spicy, but so satisfying..."

His mother: "..."

And he's not the only one like that.

It can be said that everyone who comes here to eat is an ordinary person who is already very fortunate to be able to have a full meal on a regular day.

How could things be like this now, with delicacies from land and sea on the table for them to enjoy at will, some of which they had never even seen before?

Everyone was shouting and yelling, making a fuss after every bite. Anyone who didn't know better would think the food on the table was going to attack them.

At first, there were gasps of surprise.

But as people started eating faster and faster, no one spoke anymore; everyone was frantically eating.

Such sounds may also be heard along the way.

"Slow down, slow down, don't grab it! His Highness said we're not allowed to grab it!"

"I didn't steal it; my hand just reached out on its own. It has nothing to do with me!"

"You fucking..."

If Huang Zi'an hadn't brought two or three hundred people to maintain order, people probably would have already started fighting over food.

Those who hadn't gotten any food and were still queuing up were getting increasingly anxious as they watched the food on the table dwindle.

Why haven't we had our turn yet?

They've almost eaten all the food, so what are we going to eat?

It looked like chaos was about to break out on the scene.

Huang Zi'an stepped forward promptly, reassuring everyone, "Don't worry, His Highness said that he can have as much food as he wants, so there's no need for you to fight over it!"

"As long as everyone obediently follows the rules set by His Highness, I guarantee that everyone will have enough to eat!"

The voice has not fallen,

Someone in the crowd had already shouted:

"Long live Your Highness!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves, and shouts rise and fall like a tide, instantly converging into a deafening roar.

Huang Zi'an was filled with excitement as he watched the scene unfold before him.

At this moment, he felt more and more that his decision last night was extremely wise.

Last night, he returned home and told his wife and son about his surrender to the Sixth Prince.

He fully expected his wife and son to support his decision.

Unexpectedly, the two not only did not support him, but instead berated him for being spineless.

The Sixth Prince has only just arrived, and you're already rushing to act as his lackey. This is utterly disgraceful to the Huang family.

Huang Zi'an suddenly woke up.

He almost forgot about the two of them, but luckily he went home and told them about it to gauge their reactions.

Otherwise, if they were allowed to run up to the Sixth Prince and cause such a scene...

Wouldn't that ruin his future?

Huang Zi'an, true to his reputation as a ruthless self-made man, ordered his men to lock up Huang's wife without hesitation, promising to release her only when she became obedient.

As for his son, he ordered his legs to be broken and told him to stay in bed to recover.

If he can realize his mistake, there is still a possibility that his legs can be healed.

If he doesn't realize it, he'll never be able to walk normally for the rest of his life.

And on the other side,

A luxurious carriage drove out of the city and stopped in front of the Li family's porridge distribution shed.

Upon seeing this, Li Fu, who was guarding the shed, quickly ran to the carriage and respectfully lifted the curtain.

The first person to get out of the car was Old Master Li.

He was dressed in a brocade robe, leaning on a cane, and looked quite energetic, though his complexion was not very good.

Following closely behind him was a young man, about twenty years old, dressed in a magnificent robe.

This man was fair-skinned and beardless, but he was somewhat different from a eunuch, and what was most striking about him was his hair.

In ancient times, both men and women preferred to have long hair, but this person had short hair.

It's not the kind of short hair that monks would cut after leaving the monastic life, but rather the short hair of modern people.

He felt out of place standing with Old Master Li and the others.

It was as if he didn't belong to this era.

And that is indeed the case.

This person's name is Hua An, and he is a time traveler.

In my past life, I was a corporate slave, working 12 hours a day, 30 days a month, and 365 days a year without a break.

Not only that, he also persuaded his colleagues who were going home for their funerals to stay up for work, and encouraged his older brother who was suffering from cancer to work overtime, and even that was unpaid.

Perhaps because he had done too many immoral things, Hua An encountered a surprise inspection while rescuing a fallen woman.

To avoid inspection, he tried to imitate Uncle Jackie Chan by jumping off the air conditioner unit.

As a result, he overestimated his own abilities.

One misjudged jump and he ended up doing an extreme bungee jump from a building more than ten meters high, without a safety rope.

Then he traveled to this world.