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

Outside the palace gates, an unremarkable yet spacious carriage was already fully prepared and was quietly parked at the entrance.

The purpose of this trip was to expose the corrupt officials in the imperial court.

Therefore, actions should not be carried out in a grand manner.

Everything must be done discreetly and discreetly.

To prevent leaks and the possibility of corrupt officials in various regions colluding to destroy evidence in advance.

After some consideration and discussion

The following personnel accompanied the Sixth Prince on this tour:

The most polite eunuch in history—Eunuch Cao!

Xu Miaoyun, the eldest daughter of the Xu family, is known as "Little Zhuge Liang".

Zhao Erniu, the fastest-rising commander in history!

And, the most favored legitimate son of the Ming Dynasty, the direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor, known as the Immortal Lord who tries to play the game, Empress Ma's precious darling, and the youngest imperial envoy in history—Zhu Ming!

At this moment, the little guy took off his usual luxurious brocade robes and put on a simple casual outfit that made him look neat and tidy. He stood obediently at the foot of the palace steps, listening quietly to his mother's teachings.

Empress Ma looked down at the little guy who wasn't even half her height, her eyes filled with reluctance.

The thought that the little one would soon leave her side to travel the world in place of the emperor, providing relief to disaster victims along the way was unbearable.

Empress Ma's heart clenched instantly, overwhelmed with heartache.

She raised her hand and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on Zhu Ming's clothes, patiently repeating her instructions again and again:

"Ming'er, the outside world is not as safe as the palace. No matter which prefecture or county you go to, you must always prioritize your own safety."

"Your mother knows your abilities, but unless absolutely necessary, do not display them casually, lest you attract the attention of bad people who may plot against you."

"And when you're on the road, don't go hungry. Your gourmet tablecloth can transform into whatever you want to eat, so don't mistreat yourself."

"If you encounter disaster-stricken people on the road, do your best to help them; don't try to shoulder everything alone!"

"Also, if you encounter any local officials who deliberately make things difficult for you, don't get angry with them. Just write down their names one by one and send them back to the capital. Your mother will personally stand up for you!"

"Yes, Mother!" Zhu Ming replied obediently.

Good heavens, Empress Ma herself has come forward to take revenge!

Do the people down there have any chance of survival?

This isn't some kind of grudge book; it's clearly the Book of Life and Death of the King of Hell!

Whoever's name is written will die!

Empress Ma held Zhu Ming's little hand and kept talking nonstop. In the end, even she herself felt that she was being long-winded.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted, saying, "Alright, you've said these things countless times. The child isn't a three-year-old. Is it really necessary to say this?"

Unexpectedly, Old Zhu's words stirred up a hornet's nest. Empress Ma immediately became agitated and glared at him, saying:

"You, Zhu Chongba! When you married me, why didn't you complain about my nagging?"

"I carried you pregnant and gave birth to you time and time again, and took care of all the household chores for you. Why didn't you utter a single complaint back then?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless for a moment, then turned to look around and found that all the maids and guards around him had their heads down and were tightly holding their mouths shut.

Everyone was screaming in their hearts: Stop talking nonsense! Think of your parents, think of your entire family! You have to hold it together!

Zhu Yuanzhang blushed and said awkwardly, "Sister, we're talking about our son, why are you bringing this up? There are so many outsiders here, please give us some face!"

The voice just fell,

Empress Ma's eyes suddenly reddened, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

When Old Zhu saw the girl crying, he panicked instantly and quickly stepped forward to comfort her gently, saying, "Girl, don't cry. It's just that I'm clumsy and said the wrong thing. You continue to tell the child what to do, and we won't interrupt, okay?"

Immediately afterward, Old Zhu hurriedly urged Zhu Ming, "Ming'er, don't just stand there like an idiot, hurry up and go over and comfort your mother!"

No need for Lao Zhu to remind him,

The little guy knows what to do.

He tiptoed, gently wiped away Empress Ma's tears, and said softly, "Mother, don't cry. Have you forgotten that I have a somersault cloud? I'll fly back to be with you tonight!"

Empress Ma burst into laughter through her tears upon hearing this, and knelt down, opening her arms to hug Zhu Ming tightly. She affectionately nuzzled the little guy's chubby face and softly murmured:

"Our Ming'er is so thoughtful and considerate, she knows how to care for her mother. You'd better keep your word and come back every night."

Zhu Ming nodded emphatically.

Then, Empress Ma slowly opened her arms.

The little boy turned around, trotted onto the carriage, grabbed the edge, waved vigorously at Old Zhu, Empress Ma, and their entourage, and then excitedly shouted, "Let's go!"

Commander Zhao cracked his whip and urged his horse on. The carriage wheels rolled steadily toward the palace gates.

They waited until the carriage disappeared at the end of the road.

Empress Ma remained standing in front of the palace gate, gazing longingly in the direction Zhu Ming had left, unwilling to move for a long time.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked slowly to her side and whispered to comfort her, "Sister, you don't need to worry. Not to mention that tomorrow he possesses supernatural powers and magic, there are few people in the world who can harm him."

"In addition, I have already arranged for people to secretly follow him all the way, protecting Ming'er's safety at all times."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously raised his hand, intending to put his arm around Empress Ma's shoulder and gently pull her into his embrace.

But just as his arm was raised halfway into the air,

Empress Ma deftly dodged the attack with a turn, then called out, "Yu'er, come back to the palace with me."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

So the group headed towards Kunning Palace.

Old Zhu's hand was still frozen in mid-air, and he stood there awkwardly.

Finally, he could only scratch his head like Brother Shu, and said with an awkward smile, "I don't know what's wrong with me lately, but my arms always feel a little sore, so I'm moving them around."

The eunuchs and guards around dared not utter a sound, keeping their mouths shut!

……

And on the other side,

Commander Zhao drove the carriage smoothly toward the city gate.

He was still a little dizzy at this moment, as if the past few days had been a dream.

Just two days ago, he was an ordinary guard.

In just two days, he was promoted from an ordinary guard to a commander of a thousand, skipping levels.

For ordinary military officers to complete this path of promotion, it often takes more than ten years, and they may even risk their lives to accumulate military merits.

But he was promoted to the rank of commander of a thousand households after only guarding the gate once and being selected to accompany the Sixth Prince on a business trip.

That was a commander of a thousand households. For someone of his ordinary background, the position of commander of a thousand households was a height he could never have dreamed of in his entire life.

I didn't expect to achieve it so easily.

However, in his heart, the title of "thousand households" was not important; what mattered was who he was driving the carriage for.

Yesterday, His Majesty announced to the world that the Sixth Prince is a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor, and that His Majesty had also witnessed the supernatural powers displayed by the Sixth Prince.

How to put it...

He wouldn't even dare to dream of something like this.

Being able to personally drive and accompany a true immortal was an immense blessing that Zhao Erniu had accumulated over several lifetimes.

This turn of events is beyond what can be described as "auspicious ancestral graves emitting green smoke"; it's as if the ancestral graves themselves have been set on fire.

At this moment, only two words were in Zhao Erniu's mind: absolute "loyalty"!