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

With Zhu Ming's command.

The constables on the scene were as if they had been injected with chicken blood, their swords flashing as they moved.

One, two, three...

The men of the Li family fell one after another like wheat being harvested, their blood gushing out from the cracks in the ground, quickly turning the ground a deep red.

Wang Defa held a roster and called out names. He would call out a name and drag one out, snapping it cleanly and efficiently.

fast.

too fast.

The trial proceeded so quickly that even the onlookers, initially excited, gradually became terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

Li Fengxian, who had just been kneeling and pretending to be dead, now watched helplessly as his son, nephew, and grandson were dragged out and beheaded one by one in front of him.

The old man was so scared he wet himself; his pants were soaked and ice-cold.

But he no longer cared about losing face.

If he doesn't beg for mercy, the entire Li family will be wiped out today.

Suddenly, a surge of strength welled up in his old bones.

Then, with a "whoosh," he actually stood up straight from the ground.

Even the yamen runners standing nearby were stunned.

Is this old man a superman? He got beaten up earlier, but he still has the strength!

While everyone was still in a daze,

The next second, Li Fengxian took off running and stumbled towards Zhu Ming.

Logically speaking, an elderly person should walk with difficulty.

But at this moment, he ran faster than the young man, his robes billowing in the wind.

This scene, as seen by onlookers,

It's like working yourself to the bone.

Huang Zi'an stayed by Zhu Ming's side, keeping a watchful eye on everything and listening attentively to ensure the safety of the Sixth Prince.

As a result, he caught a glimpse of the old man with red eyes and an open mouth rushing straight towards His Highness.

His heart skipped a beat, and without thinking, he shielded Zhu Ming behind him, shouting, "Your Highness, be careful!"

The voice has not fallen,

He pushed off with his feet, leaping into the air and delivering a flying kick towards Li Fengxian, who was rushing towards him.

But at that very moment, Li Fengxian, who was still a few steps away from Zhu Ming, seemed to have timed it perfectly.

There was a loud "thump!"

Li Fengxian suddenly stopped abruptly, slamming his knees into the ground, his head touching the earth, and shouted, "Your Highness, this old man knows his crime—"

No one expected that,

The old man ran so fast just to beg for mercy!

Huang Zian was even more surprised, so his kick missed completely.

There was a loud "bang".

Huang Zi'an slammed heavily onto the ground in a split position.

The entire street fell silent instantly.

At that moment, the surrounding people seemed to be wearing a mask of pain.

Huang Zian remained motionless in the splits position.

His face, at a speed visible to the naked eye, went from bright red to ashen, and then to a strikingly vivid liver color.

His lower body no longer felt like his own.

He opened his mouth, as if trying to shout something, but could only manage to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth, his voice cracking:

"...Your Highness...this subordinate...this subordinate might...need to be saved..."

Zhu Ming watched the whole scene from beginning to end.

He couldn't help it and "poof" spat out the lemonade in his mouth.

He turned his head away, his shoulders twitching slightly, and it took him a long time to suppress the smile.

"Alright, alright." He waved his hand, his tone still carrying a barely suppressed laugh. "Imperial Physician Dai, come and take a look at him."

From behind the crowd, a middle-aged man carrying a medicine box came running out, squatted down next to Huang Zi'an, stroked his beard and examined him for a long time, finally saying, "Hmm, it's alright, it's not broken, just a little swollen."

"Then treat him quickly," Zhu Ming said. "Don't leave him crippled here; I'll have to pay for his medical expenses."

Imperial Physician Dai sighed and reached out to help him up.

Huang Zi'an remained in the splits position, being dragged out by two constables, his arms outstretched, wincing in pain with every movement.

When passing through Zhu Ming

He looked up at his prince with a pitiful expression.

Zhu Ming ignored him.

Then, the little guy lowered his head.

He looked down at Li Fengxian, who was trembling with his head pressed to the ground.

"Speak," Zhu Ming said calmly, "What did you want to say to me just now?"

Li Fengxian trembled all over.

He knew this was his only chance in his life.

"Your Highness, I deserve to die a thousand deaths! You may take my life at any time!"

"This humble subject only begs Your Highness for mercy, to grant our Li family, and to this humble subject, an heir!"

"I have lived in Qinghe County for thirty years, and all my fields, shops, gold, silver, land deeds... I have given them all away, leaving not a single penny behind!"

"I beg Your Highness to show mercy and spare my grandson's life. The Li family line cannot end in my hands, Your Highness!!!"

By the end, Li Fengxian was practically sobbing, tears streaming down his face, filled with remorse.

Zhu Ming didn't answer immediately.

He turned his head and glanced at the remaining members of the Li family.

The male members had been almost entirely eliminated, leaving only some female relatives and a few teenagers.

They huddled on the ground, trembling like leaves, their faces deathly pale.

But those pairs of eyes.

Despite her fear, her eyes were filled with nothing but hatred as she looked at Zhu Ming.

It's the kind of hatred that comes from someone who's been pampered and spoiled, suddenly being kicked from the clouds into the mud.

They hated the Ming Dynasty.

If it weren't for this suddenly appearing Sixth Prince...

At this time, they were still a wealthy and powerful family who lorded it over everyone in Qinghe County.

Although Zhu Ming is young, he is very perceptive.

Even if he lets them go, they will only hate him, not be grateful to him.

Behind him, Empress Ma, who had been standing quietly, was starting to get restless.

She knew her son too well. He had always been soft-hearted and polite to everyone in the palace, never putting on airs.

Even when faced with palace servants who made mistakes, he never punished them; in fact, he would plead with Chongba on their behalf.

Although today's trial will result in an order to execute the entire Li family tomorrow, he must be feeling very bad.

Empress Ma's heart softened.

She was about to cough lightly and step forward to take over the phrase "not leaving".

She's the kind of bad guy who should play the role.

We can't let our son bear the stigma of slaughtering an entire family at such a young age.

But she was just about to speak.

Zhu Ming, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and spoke first.

"Li Fengxian, you don't need to say anything more. I will not grant your request."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"If I were to spare the Li family today, I would be letting down the people who have been bullied by the Li family and are standing here today."

"When your son defiled someone's wife and beat her son to death, didn't you ever think of showing mercy?"

"When your son locked someone's six-year-old child with a dog, didn't you think about leaving them a way out?"

"Your Li family's lineage is lineage," Zhu Ming paused, "but aren't their sons, daughters, and grandsons human beings?"

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

"If you have the chance—" he said softly, his back to Li Fengxian, "in your next life, be born into an ordinary family and be a good person."

After saying that, Zhu Ming turned around and stopped leaning on him.

The meaning is quite clear.

There's nothing more to say between us.

Seeing this, Empress Ma swallowed back the words she was about to say, and looked at Zhu Ming with a face full of relief and heartache.

Ming'er has really grown up!

Two constables who caught up bent down, grabbed Li Fengxian, who was ashen-faced, and dragged him away.

Li Fengxian's legs were dragging on the ground, and his face was ashen.

suddenly,

He inadvertently caught a glimpse of Hua An kneeling on the ground.

In that instant, a spark ignited in his eyes again.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly turned his head and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Hua An—! Hua An, save me!!"

Li Fengxian's shout was so heart-wrenching that he almost fainted on the spot.

However, he also successfully drew everyone's attention to him.

"Who is this person?"

"I don't recognize you. I've never seen you before."

"I think I recognize this person. I heard he's Old Master Li's son-in-law."

The crowd began to whisper among themselves about Hua An's identity.

Even Zhu Ming looked over.

He didn't speak, but simply held the glass of lemonade and looked at the time traveler with great interest.

He wanted to see how this time traveler planned to handle things after being publicly shouted at like that by his father-in-law.

But Hua An hadn't even had a chance to speak.

Li Fengxian, who was being held in mid-air by two constables, saw that he was just kneeling there without making a sound for a long time, and his last bit of hope suddenly vanished.

He was afraid.

He was really afraid that this kid would pretend not to know him, and would just leave him there alone to be killed.

When people are in a hurry, they don't know what to say.

"Hua An! Hua An, say something!" he yelled, spitting as he spoke. "You can't just ignore me!"

"You were the one who came up with the idea of ​​poisoning them!"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire street fell silent.

But Li Fengxian couldn't stop himself.

"You were the one who told me to arrange for a few people to sneak into the banquet, slip each of them a packet of medicine, and trick them into taking it, pretending it was laxatives. Only by killing someone could we ruin His Highness's banquet!"

He was practically wailing, "You patted your chest and assured me everything would be alright!"

"Now that the person is dead and the truth has come out, you can't just leave me to shoulder the burden alone! We're in this together! You have to save me! You absolutely have to save me!!"

Poisoned?

The idea came from him.

The dozen or so people who were sent to the banquet by the Li family believed until their deaths that they were carrying a packet of laxatives.

The people were stunned for a moment, then burst into a frenzy.

"My goodness!"

"So this was a deliberate act of malicious intent to smear His Highness!"

"Those dozen or so people were also fooled, right? They thought they were taking laxatives, and ended up losing their lives!"

The way everyone looked at Hua An changed instantly—from curiosity to fear, as if they were looking at a poisonous snake.

front,

The amused smile on Zhu Ming's face gradually faded.

He didn't say anything, but simply placed the glass of lemonade he was holding gently on the table.

A soft thud.

not heavy.

But Empress Ma, standing beside her, subconsciously glanced at her son.

Zhu Ming just looked at the audience.

Looking at the transmigrator from another world.

The hint of amusement in his eyes was gone.

What I put on it was something very cold.

The knife hasn't been drawn yet, but you already know it's a knife.

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Hua An froze completely.

He had already held his breath, ready to say the words "fellow villager".

As a result of Li Fengxian's shouting—

The idea was mine?!

Old man, that's not what you said back then!

The idea was mine, but the person sent was someone from your Li family.

By this time,

You keep saying "it was his idea" and trying to pin the blame on me?!

A million curses were running through his mind.

The smile that was still on her face looked worse than crying.

He carefully, inch by inch, raised his head to look at Zhu Ming in front of him.

They met Zhu Ming's gaze.

There wasn't a trace of the warmth of "fellow townsmen meeting each other" in that glance.

That one glance—

It's the look you give a dead person.

Hua An: ...

He swallowed hard.

The light that had just been lit in my heart went out with a "snap".

Hua An froze for a moment.

No.

It can't end like this.

He's from another era, and his mind is filled with the knowledge of an entire time—once he spills all those "words," I don't believe Zhu Ming can hold back!

Thinking of this, he grasped at the last straw, disregarding his injuries, staggered forward half a step, and, in a low voice, hurriedly jumped out:

"Your Highness! Your Highness, please listen to me!"

"I've been observing you for a long time! You speak differently from others!"

"I know who you are—we're from the same place! A year ago, I woke up here! Really! I swear!"

"Your Highness, I'll use a code word with you—'Gugu ga ga'! 'Juejuezi'! 'Working class'! You've heard these words before, haven't you?!"

"Mobile phones! Food delivery! Honor of Kings! These are all things from our area!"

"996! 007! Involution! Lie down!"

"Where we live, you don't need cash to buy things, just scan a code! A QR code! You—"

He blurted out all these words in one breath, his chest heaving violently, staring intently at Zhu Ming.

Zhu Ming remained silent.

He just held the cup, looking at Hua An, his face expressionless.

There was neither the realization that "it turns out they're one of us," nor the annoyance of having one's secrets exposed.

Just watch.

It's like watching a monkey perform a trick.

Hua An's heart skipped a beat.

wrong.

He gritted his teeth, leaned forward again, and began to speak even faster:

"Your Highness! Did you not understand?! Let me try a few more!"

"Dude! Family! I'm just saying! Who among us understands?!"

"Zun Du is fake! Amazing! I'm totally broken!"

"Let me tell you, where I'm from now on everyone uses something called a smartphone, it's a thin piece of metal that can make calls and video chat, even from thousands of miles away—"

That's enough.

Zhu Ming finally spoke.

Just two words.

It wasn't heavy, but Hua An felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head, and he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

He stared at Zhu Ming with his mouth agape.

Zhu Ming put down his cup, looked at him, and stared at him for a long time.

"Are you done talking?"

Hua An nodded, then quickly shook his head: "No! Not yet! Your Highness, I want to tell you—"

"I have a question for you," Zhu Ming interrupted him, his tone flat, "what you just said, about cell phones, WeChat, and 996—"

"Is this from your side?"

Hua An's eyes lit up instantly.

It matches up!

He nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes! Your Highness, you know too, don't you?! You also—"

"I don't know."

Zhu Ming said calmly.

"I've had headaches since I was a child, and I don't even know what I'm babbling about. My subordinates say that sometimes I spout words that nobody can understand."

He paused, his gaze falling on Hua An's face.

"I've never heard of any of those things you've mentioned."

"None of them, I've never even heard of them."

Hua An's expression gradually froze.

He wanted to say something more, and opened his mouth, but the words that were on the tip of his tongue—such as "old buddy," "family members, who understands?" and "Zun Du Jia Du"—suddenly all came out.

Because he saw it.

The way Zhu Ming looked at him.

That wasn't a look of "not understanding".

That's the look in my eyes: I understand what nonsense you're spouting, but I'm not going to play along.

Hua An's legs went weak.

He finally understood.

It wasn't that Zhu Ming wasn't going to answer his question; it was that Zhu Ming simply didn't intend to.

Whether or not someone recognizes another from their hometown is not the point.

The key point is that he poisoned someone's banquet, resulting in the deaths of more than a dozen people.

Based on this alone, even if he wasn't a time traveler, or even if he really was sent down by God, Zhu Ming would still kill him.