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

"Damn it, a bunch of parasites!"

"We're going to kill them! We're going to skin these corrupt officials alive and stuff them with straw!"

Zhu Yuanzhang flew into a rage in his study.

He was like a wild beast that had been completely enraged.

He smashed whatever caught his eye.

He picked up the bronze incense burner and scholar's objects one by one, then smashed them to the ground, the sounds of shattering echoing around them.

The entire hall was in complete chaos.

The eunuchs and guards who were responsible for serving were all so frightened that they lay on the ground, heads buried, trembling uncontrollably.

Even breathing had to be done carefully, for fear that the slightest sound would provoke the emperor's wrath.

In the vast palace, when everyone prostrated themselves on the ground...

Only Crown Prince Zhu Biao stood firmly in place.

Only he dared to persuade Old Zhu at this time.

"Father, please calm down. It's not worth ruining your health over these corrupt officials!"

But Zhu Yuanzhang was far from able to contain his anger at that moment.

Looking at the fake memorials scattered all over the ground, his mind was instantly flooded with memories of two years ago, when Yang Xian had also lied to him in the same way!

Speaking of Yang Xian, that guy is a real talent!

In terms of acting skills, he is definitely Oscar-worthy.

When it comes to sophistry, even Hu Weiyong is no match for him!

Moreover, he is quick-witted, decisive, and adept at understanding his superiors' thoughts.

When Emperor Zhu summoned him to court, Yang Xian deliberately wore a tattered, patched-up garment under his official robes, intentionally exposing his collar so that Emperor Zhu would notice, in order to win the emperor's favor!

In addition, he spent 15 taels of gold to buy a long-eared rice stalk from a merchant in Southeast Asia and presented it to the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang regarded it as an auspicious omen for the Ming Dynasty and hung it in the main hall.

Half of the tax grain that Yang Xian handed over to the imperial court was obtained by forcibly seizing food from the people, and the other half was purchased from other places to make up the difference.

It was precisely this ability to understand the emperor's mind that enabled him to achieve this.

Yang Xian's career in officialdom progressed smoothly, and his promotions were as rapid as a rocket.

In less than a year, he rose rapidly from the position of Prefect of Yangzhou to the position of Left Vice Minister of the Secretariat, just one step away from becoming the Prime Minister.

Unfortunately, his scheme was later exposed, and Zhu ordered him to be torn apart by five horses and his entire family to be executed.

"Good, very good. Have these bastards forgotten how we killed Yang Xian back then?"

"They actually dare to imitate him, trampling on the lives of ordinary people to deceive us! Do they really think we are merciful and wouldn't dare to kill anyone?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chest was like a broken bellows, panting heavily.

When Zhu Biao heard his father mention Yang Xian, he knew that this time, his father was truly enraged.

He knew perfectly well how badly Yang Xian had deceived his father back then.

Let's put it this way.

When his family was destroyed and his loved ones perished, Old Zhu did not cry.

I didn't cry when I was begging for food.

She didn't cry when her adoptive father wrongly imprisoned her.

Even when she was being chased by the enemy and had to hide like a dog, she still didn't cry.

As a result, she found out that she had been deceived by Yang Xian.

Old Zhu ran to Empress Ma, crying as he said, "Sister, we've been tricked!"

Isn't that tragic?

"Father, Yang Xian's example serves as a warning, but there will always be officials who take chances. There is no need to get angry right now."

Zhu Biao pondered for a moment and then suggested, "Now that we know about this, it means the enemy is in the open, and we are in the shadows!"

"We can directly select reliable people to conduct undercover investigations into the disaster situation, while simultaneously opening granaries to distribute food to the victims and bringing out all the officials who concealed the situation to be punished according to the law. Only in this way can we eliminate such chaos."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded to himself after listening, his fury subsiding slightly. He said, "Biao'er, you're right! Tomorrow we'll send people to various places to conduct undercover investigations and make sure to bring these corrupt officials to justice."

"When the time comes, we will question these local officials properly. We pay them their salaries on time every month, support them, and expect them to guard this land and protect the people."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, his expression filled with ruthlessness, and his voice suddenly rose: "But how have they repaid us? They take the court's money and grain, watch their people starve to death in the wilderness, and then fabricate false memorials to deceive the court. Have they all lost their conscience?"

Zhu Biao remained silent, his eyes equally filled with murderous intent.

Don't think of him as a crown prince like Fusu.

Here's a little-known fact:

The four major cases during the Hongwu reign in history

He was deeply involved in three of them.

The number of people killed and the number of people exiled were all decided by him!

As for the last case, the Lan Yu case, he didn't participate, not because he was soft-hearted.

He was already dead at that time and couldn't make it in time!

So, do you still think he is kind and benevolent?

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhu Ming finished the last bite of rice in his bowl, pushed the bowl onto the table, tilted his round little face up, blinked his eyes at Empress Ma, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Mother, I'm full. I want to go out and play!"

Empress Ma gently wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, lightly pinched the little guy's cheek with her fingertips, and smiled, "You can go play, but you can't go far, and you certainly can't ride your somersault cloud out of the palace at will!"

Although the little guy is now incredibly powerful, there are few people in the world who can hurt him.

But in Empress Ma's heart, Zhu Ming was always a child who needed careful care, someone she couldn't stop worrying about.

Zhu Ming obediently nodded in agreement.

Empress Ma patted the little one's head and said with a smile, "Go play, but be careful!"

Zhu Ming immediately called out, "Gong Baiwan, follow me!"

Then he turned around, took short strides, and ran quickly towards the door.

As he left, a fluffy little white tiger emerged from under the table, its round body swaying back and forth, taking small, quick steps, closely following behind Zhu Ming.

They waited until the man and the tiger disappeared through the doorway.

Yu'er, the personal maid standing nearby, stepped forward and said to Empress Ma, "Your Majesty, isn't it bad for the Sixth Prince's health to eat so much in one meal?"

"Is it a lot?" Empress Ma asked casually.

Yu'er turned her head and looked over, her expression somewhat indescribable.

There was a round table several meters wide, piled high with plates and bowls, some even taller than a person, stacked together like a small mountain.

……

In a secluded corner of the backyard of Kunning Palace.

Two maids carried a plate of fruit down the corridor.

"Hey, did you hear? Apparently, one of the imperial chefs died from exhaustion this morning?"

"Really?"

"I heard it from someone else..."

After the two maids left.

A head suddenly popped out from behind the fence; it was the little guy, Zhu Ming.

Then, with a single push, he leaped over the fence, his movements as swift as a flower thief!

He looked around and, finding no one there, began his daily check-in.

"System, I need to clock in!"

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully checking in daily. You have been rewarded with a bronze treasure chest. Would you like to open the chest?]

"Open! Open! Open!"

With a wave of its hand, the little guy said, "It's just a bronze treasure chest. What good stuff could it possibly contain?"

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained sunglasses #%&……]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained sunglasses #%&……]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained sunglasses #%&……]

The three consecutive notification sounds completely baffled Zhu Ming.

What's going on here?

Is the system infected with a virus, or has it crashed?