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

"Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing me."

After seeing what happened to the county magistrate, and hearing that His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor would not kill them, these yamen runners kowtowed their heads to the ground in gratitude.

Just now they thought that they would be convicted and imprisoned like the county magistrate.

"Don't be happy too early."

Zhu Ming just looked at them coldly.

It's too early to thank yourself now.

"If I find out that you abused lynching and tortured people into confessing, I will not forgive you either."

Zhu Ming has not forgotten the young man whose legs were broken by them.

Before I came, I didn’t know how many people had been lynched and tortured by them like that young man.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

In front of Zhu Ming, these yamen runners dared not disobey him at all, and just agreed loudly.

"How's the kid?"

After dealing with all this, Zhu Ming turned to look at Chen Ling and asked.

"The situation is not very good. The doctor is treating him."

Speaking of that young man, Chen Ling's expression turned a little ugly.

It's not like he hasn't beaten people and tortured criminals before, but using such a severe punishment on a teenager still made him feel inferior.

"Come on, take me to see you."

Zhu Ming stood up and said in a deep voice.

This young man was not just one person, but one of those who were forced into a desperate situation by the officials in the face of famine.

He still couldn't figure out what had happened that could make the young man say the word death so calmly.

When Zhu Ming walked to the door of the room arranged for the young man, he happened to see the doctor walking out of the room.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Zhu Ming stopped the doctor and asked in a deep voice.

This doctor is over eighty years old and is the most respected medical practitioner of this generation.

Seeing His Royal Highness the Grandson asking questions, he frowned and looked quite ugly.

"It's difficult to injure your bones and have no one to take care of you."

He shook his head and sighed. It was still a little late to see a doctor now.

"Even if it gets better, there will be sequelae."

After saying that, he retreated.

Seeing this, Zhu Ming did not stop him and walked into the room.

"How about it? Not optimistic, right?"

Noticing Zhu Ming coming in, the young man just turned his head and looked at him calmly, his tone still as calm as before.

I don't know what can arouse his interest.

Zhu Ming looked at the handsome boy, was stunned for a moment, and then coughed awkwardly.

"It can be cured, but the doctor said that even if it is cured, there will be sequelae."

Zhu Ming hesitated for a moment, but still told him what the doctor had just said.

In any case, he has the right to know the consequences.

"It's still good, not bad."

The boy just turned his head back, looked at the ceiling, and responded calmly.

Before he met Zhu Ming, he had never even thought that his legs would one day be healed by a doctor.

After hearing the boy's answer, Zhu Ming didn't know what to say to comfort her.

It seems that the young man does not need comfort here.

The whole room fell silent.

As if he felt that this atmosphere was a bit too awkward, after a while of silence, the young man slowly spoke in a cold voice: "What were you staring at when you walked in just now?"

"Nothing, I just think you look..."

Zhu Ming looked at the young man's face, which was more beautiful than most of the palace maids.

Before, in prison, the lighting was bad and he was unkempt, so I couldn’t see him clearly.

Now that it was clean, he almost didn't recognize it.

"More refined?"

After racking his brains, Zhu Ming finally found this neutral word in his mind.

This man is handsome.

After hearing Zhu Ming's answer, the people in front fell silent again.

Seeing that there was no sound from the person in front, Zhu Ming became a little worried, wondering if he had said something wrong.

Come to think of it, which man would be happy to be described as looking like a girl?

In order to ease the atmosphere, Zhu Ming coughed a few times and tried to change the subject.

"What's your name?"

Zhu Ming tried his best to make his expression serious and asked.

I can't always look at him as a teenager.

There was another silence, and then the cold voice sounded again.

"The dog left behind."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhu Ming seemed to hear a sigh in a trance. It was just two words, but Zhu Ming heard a sense of helplessness from them.

The name Gousheng is indeed a bit rustic.

"My parents died when I was ten, and I have no relatives. I only have this name."

Gou Sheng opened his mouth slowly, still expressionless, and told Zhu Ming his entire life story, which was so miserable that it shocked Zhu Ming.

He lost his parents when he was ten years old, and struggled on his own for six or seven years. Then he encountered a disaster and his legs were broken.

If I don't take care of him, he will probably die in this prison.

He had probably already accepted such a fate, no wonder he could speak of death so calmly.

"Don't worry, your leg will be fine."

Zhu Ming didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh and look at the boy's legs again.

At the very least, I want someone to heal his leg.

"Ah."

Gousheng simply responded.

"I'll go down first. I still have to check the granary and the treasury."

Not knowing what to say, Zhu Ming could only stand up and smile at Gousheng again.

Maybe it would be better to leave him alone now.

As he spoke, he turned and walked out the door.

"actually……"

Zhu Ming had already walked to the door, but Gou Sheng suddenly spoke again, causing Zhu Ming to stop.

"I'm a woman."

Gousheng's expression was still as calm as ever, he was even still looking at the ceiling, not even glancing at Zhu Ming.

What he said shocked Zhu Ming again.

But in this way, the pretty face makes sense.

But a woman named Gousheng seems even more strange.

"Since I was a child, I was raised as a boy, almost."

As if knowing what Zhu Ming was thinking, Gousheng spoke again.

Zhu Ming didn't know what to say and quickly walked out of the room.

"Your Highness, the keys to the treasury and granary."

As soon as Zhu Ming went out, Chen Ling, who was waiting on the side, handed two sets of keys to him.

He had already heard clearly what Zhu Ming said just now.

"Ah."

Zhu Ming returned to his serious look and reached out to take the key.

What I just said about going to see the granary was not just an excuse to get away.

The most important thing about disaster relief is to see how much money and grain are in the warehouse and how long they will last.

Then we can make a plan. If it’s not enough, we can just ask Lao Zhu for more.

The disaster relief funds sent this time should still be with the prefect. I don’t know how long they will last.

The magistrate was put in jail, so he had to take care of the affairs of the county for the time being.