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

"Liu Jin, pack your things."

After coming out of Zhu Yuanzhang's Daming Palace, Zhu Ming went straight back to the side courtyard and shouted to Liu Jin.

"Your Highness, what are you packing?"

Liu Jin looked at his royal grandson with some confusion. Didn’t he just come back from His Majesty’s visit?

"Pack your luggage, we are going to Hedong."

Zhu Ming had a serious look on his face, but after he finished speaking he turned around and walked out the door.

"Where are you going now?"

Liu Jin hurriedly called Zhu Ming, his face still full of confusion.

I am becoming more and more confused about this Royal Highness the Grandson. Not to mention why he wants to go to Hedong, where is he going now?

"I have some things to do, just pack your bags."

Zhu Ming just turned his head to look at Liu Jin, then disappeared at the door.

Liu Jin could only shake his head and turned around to pack Zhu Ming's luggage.

"Gu Boyang, is the emperor's uncle here?"

Zhu Ming stood at the door of Xinhua Bookstore and started asking before anyone entered.

"His Royal Highness is reviewing the manuscript inside."

Gu Boyang didn't dare to be negligent. He dropped what he was doing and came over respectfully.

"Thank you very much."

Zhu Ming just said thank you and walked straight into the inner room.

"Uncle, I have something to talk to you about."

As soon as he opened the door to the inner room, Zhu Ming started shouting straight to the point.

"What's wrong, Zhu Ming? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhu Song looked up in surprise, looked at Zhu Ming and asked with a smile.

"I'm going to take some books with me."

Zhu Ming did not keep the secret and sat directly opposite Zhu Song, who looked at Zhu Ming seriously.

"How much?"

Seeing Zhu Ming being so direct, Zhu Song restrained his smile and asked with a smile.

"Let's prepare 10,000 copies first?"

Zhu Ming looked at him, thought for a moment, and then asked.

This time when he went to provide disaster relief, he not only wanted to improve the environment in Hedong, but also wanted to let the people know the importance of science.

"When do you want it?"

Ten thousand copies is not a problem given the current capacity of Xinhua Bookstore.

Since it published Fang Xiaoru's book and had the two golden signs of being reviewed by the great talent Jie Jin, Xinhua Bookstore has now become one of the best bookstores in the whole capital.

"Three days, three days is okay?"

Zhu Ming calculated that he would be leaving in the next few days, so the sooner the better.

"I try my best."

Zhu Song nodded, which was considered as his agreement.

But he frowned again and looked at Zhu Song in confusion: "What do you want these books for?"

He didn't understand why Zhu Ming wanted these ten thousand books when he rarely came to the bookstore.

"It's just a promotion. I'm leaving the capital in the next few days."

Zhu Ming touched his chin and paused for a moment before responding.

This can also be considered as a farewell to Zhu Song. Going to Hedong is not something that can be done in just a few days.

After all, Zhu Song is one of the few princes who accepts his existence.

"Are you leaving the capital?"

After hearing Zhu Ming's answer, Zhu Song was so shocked that he was stunned and dropped the teacup he had just picked up.

A clang woke him up again, and he looked at Zhu Ming, frowning and asking, "Where are you going?"

"Hedong, go provide disaster relief."

Zhu Ming smiled easily and responded.

"Hedong? Is the old man okay?"

Upon hearing Zhu Ming's destination, Zhu Song stood up and exclaimed in surprise.

Realizing that he had said something a little too much, he quickly covered his mouth and sat back down.

There was a drought and famine in Hedong, so the environment there was self-evident.

The old man actually let Zhu Ming go there. Isn't this crazy?

"Tell me the truth, have you offended the old man recently?"

He lowered his voice, moved closer to Zhu Ming, and asked.

If he hadn't offended the old man, why would he let Zhu Ming go to such a place?

"It wasn't Grandpa Huang's idea. I wanted to go on my own."

Seeing Zhu Song's exaggerated reaction, Zhu Ming burst out laughing.

Rather than being swept into an undercurrent that leads to an unknown destination, going to Hedong might be easier.

"You're going there on your own?"

Upon hearing that it was Zhu Ming's own idea to go to Hedong, Zhu Song looked at him with a strange look.

"Forget it. I don't understand people like you who care about the country and the people."

He sat back down and waved his hand casually.

Ever since he realized that he had no chance of becoming an imperial power, he had only wanted to be a free and easy prince.

There are two kinds of people like Zhu Ming who care about the world and personally go to Hedong to provide disaster relief.

But this does not affect the relationship between them.

"After all, the people there are also citizens of the Ming Dynasty. I am the grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor, and I cannot ignore them."

Zhu Ming looked at Zhu Song and said with a smile.

"I'll try my best."

Zhu Song had given up trying to understand Zhu Ming and the others' thoughts. He sighed and spoke.

"By the way, how is the bookstore's profit?"

Zhu Ming smiled, then suddenly remembered something. He looked at Zhu Song again and asked.

"Just as I thought, it's a big hit!"

Speaking of profits, Zhu Song suddenly became proud. He walked aside, took out the account book and placed it in front of Zhu Ming.

"The strange stories written by students of the Imperial College are very popular. With only three volumes, they have become the most popular books in the capital."

He opened the account book in front of Zhu Ming and boasted: "The money earned from these three issues of the book alone is more than the monthly salary allocated to us."

"Ah That's good."

Zhu Ming nodded with satisfaction. He felt relieved when he saw the bookstore's high profits.

"I'm going to Hedong this time, so I'll need some money. I'll leave it to you."

Zhu Ming closed the account book and returned it to Zhu Song.

I will just consider this bookstore as a gift to Zhu Song and take some commission for myself.

I don't have much energy to pay attention to the operation of this bookstore.

"Alas, who told you to go to Hedong?"

Zhu Song shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and placed a few banknotes in front of Zhu Ming.

After all, the people in Hedong were suffering too much, so he understood that Zhu Ming needed money.

"Here is nearly ten thousand taels. If you have any troubles when you get to Hedong, write to me."

After all, Zhu Ming is his nephew and also his friend.

If you can help, you should naturally do your best to help.

"Don't worry, I'm not a polite person either."

Zhu Ming nodded and took the ten thousand taels of silver note.

This ten thousand taels is a huge sum of money even for Prince Zhu Song.

"Come, have a drink, and I wish you all the best in Hedong."

Zhu Song poured out the tea in the cup, turned around, took out a bottle of wine, and poured a glass for Zhu Ming.

The journey to Hedong was long and the mountains were high. He could not say much as it was all in the wine.

"It's not like I won't come back."

Looking at Zhu Song's sincere expression, Zhu Ming reluctantly took the wine from Zhu Song and drank it all.

I'm so emotional now, I have to drink.