Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

"What do you mean?"

Speaking of money, the mountain king became interested. He looked at Zhu Ming seriously and started asking questions.

"Since you want me to write a letter, it doesn't have to be a letter revoking the emperor's order."

Zhu Ming smiled. The mountain king was indeed greedy.

"You also know my position in the Emperor's eyes. I call him Grandpa Emperor."

Zhu Ming also emphasized his important position in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, which would make these bandits afraid of him and would not harm him at will.

"I am a rough man, Your Highness, please don't beat around the bush with me."

Seeing Zhu Ming's roundabout way of speaking, the mountain king became a little impatient.

Since he can be the king of the mountain, he is definitely not a good person.

"As long as I send a letter, the king and his brothers will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of their lives. Why should we work hard for those people and earn that money?"

Zhu Ming could conclude that those who paid money to bribe these mountain kings would definitely not be able to pay as high a price as himself.

After all, his tax reform did leave some room for these people to profit, but they can no longer exploit the people as they did before.

They couldn't accept this either. How much money could such a person offer?

"What you said makes some sense."

The mountain king was obviously also moved and looked Zhu Ming up and down.

The person he is holding in his hand now is the grandson of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

With such a distinguished status, it seems a little too little to only accept money from those people.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Seeing that the mountain king was moved, Zhu Ming sneered in his heart with disdain and asked again.

"In that case, then write it."

The mountain king then stood up and nodded towards Zhu Ming.

I do this business just for the money.

If what the emperor's grandson said was true, then as long as this deal was done, he and his brothers would enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of their lives.

There is no need to do anything that requires you to tie your head to your belt for a living.

No matter what letter Zhu Ming writes, he can get the money, so he won't lose money anyway.

"As long as Your Royal Highness cooperates, we brothers will not embarrass you."

Zhu Ming is different from those rich young men. As the emperor's grandson, if something happens, no one will suspect that Zhu Yuanzhang will kill all the people involved.

They just want money, and as long as Zhu Ming cooperates, they don't want to hurt Zhu Ming.

"My hands and feet are so weak from fear that I can't even write a letter."

Zhu Ming looked at the mountain king awkwardly, turned his back to him and let him look at his tied hands.

How can I write a letter now that I am tied up like this?

"This is your territory, my king. I am a child and I cannot escape."

It can be said that the appearance of this child in his early teens is still somewhat useful. At least it can make people relax their vigilance.

"Untie him."

The mountain king looked at Zhu Ming, hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, and signaled his men to loosen the rope on Zhu Ming's hands.

Where can a child go in this village of his own?

"This……"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the other bandits were still a little hesitant. They looked at each other and did not come forward.

"What are you afraid of? He's just a kid, how can he run away from us?"

Seeing that these big men were still worried about a little kid like Zhu Ming running away, the mountain king became a little impatient.

Who do these people distrust? Why don't they listen to me?

After hearing what their king said, the bandits came over, drew their knives, and were about to cut the rope on Zhu Ming's hands.

"Use your hands, you bastard!"

Seeing the man drawing his sword, Zhu Ming hadn't said anything yet, but the mountain king had already become nervous and quickly spoke up to stop him.

"What if he gets cut?"

This is the emperor's grandson, a precious child. If he is hurt in any way, His Majesty will get really angry and the situation will not end well.

Having said that, he walked down from his seat, pushed the younger brother away, and loosened Zhu Ming's rope himself.

“Can I write now?”

After loosening Zhu Ming's rope, the mountain king snorted coldly and began to urge him on.

This is also to avoid any further complications.

"If I could, I would let you live."

Feeling the rope on his hand loosen, Zhu Ming shook his head. It seemed that he couldn't delay any longer.

If we calculate, the reinforcements Liu Jin went to bring should have arrived.

"What do you mean?"

After hearing Zhu Ming's words, the mountain king immediately became serious.

Little kid, what does this mean?

"Master Chen Ling, why don't you take action?"

Zhu Ming suddenly shouted loudly, and before he finished his words, several figures in night clothes rushed in from outside the tent.

With just three or two moves, all the bandits in the tent were killed.

"Your Highness, I'm frightened."

After dealing with the bandits, these people surrounded Zhu Ming and protected him.

Chen Ling knelt on one knee in front of Zhu Ming and spoke respectfully.

"Master Chen has arrived at the perfect time."

Zhu Ming nodded. Chen Ling and the others arrived at the right time.

"what happened?"

The mountain king looked at the people who suddenly appeared and killed all of his brothers so easily. In fear, he subconsciously took a step back and looked at them.

"If you surrender now, I won't kill you."

Zhu Ming looked at him calmly. With the protection of Chen Ling and the others, he felt more confident.

Chen Ling and the others immediately took off their night clothes, revealing the flying fish suits underneath.

"Jinyiwei!"

When the Mountain King saw the Flying Fish suits worn by Chen Ling and the others, he was even more shocked.

Just the three words "Jinyiwei" were enough to make him lose the courage to resist.

He turned around and rushed out, breaking through the tent.

The commotion here had already alarmed the other bandits, and the entire village became noisy.

Hundreds of bandits surrounded Zhu Ming's tent from all directions.

"Your Highness, we really don't want to hurt you, but we have no choice now. We are sorry."

With the support of hundreds of brothers behind him, the mountain king regained some courage.

The Jinyiwei have already reached here, it is dangerous to keep these people here now.

"Brothers, come on, leave no one alive except that little kid."

He roared, and the other bandits rushed forward, waving their swords.

Facing so many people, no matter how powerful the Jinyiwei are, they are likely to be in danger.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. We will get you out even if we die."

Chen Ling looked at Zhu Ming with a fearless look, and then together with four or five other Jinyiwei, surrounded Zhu Ming and slowly moved towards the outside of the mountain gate.

Looking at the bandits surrounding him, he kept waving the Embroidered Spring Sword in his hand, with cold light flashing and blood splattering everywhere.

These bandits were already risking their lives to make a living, and when they saw their companions being killed by Chen Ling and his men, they had no intention of retreating, but instead rushed forward even more frantically.