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

"Your Highness, I think that's a good idea."

Wang Juren instantly understood what Zhu Ming meant by this, and looked at him with even more admiration.

This grandson of the emperor seemed to have thought of everything.

After he stepped down, he followed Zhu Ming's instructions and led all the free people to the people brought by Wang Weiheng and asked them to recognize the people.

This time, I actually recognized three guys who robbed people from among these people.

Wang Juren took all these people away on the spot without saying a word.

The remaining men who no one recognized were dispersed by Wang Juren to various places in the city according to Zhu Ming's instructions.

In this way, even if they make any moves, they won't be able to respond to each other and nothing big can be accomplished.

When Wang Weiheng learned that his men were being taken away, he could only shake his head helplessly.

He didn't expect that there would be such an unruly person under his command.

In this way, he had no reason to object to Zhu Ming's other arrangements.

After all, no one can guarantee that others have not done evil things, they just haven't been recognized yet.

Zhu Ming was already quite kind by allowing them to return to the city and giving them something to eat.

"Now, can you let the rest of you come down the mountain?"

Zhu Ming looked at Wang Weiheng and handed him paper and pen with a smile.

As long as Wang Weiheng wrote a letter, he would send someone to deliver it to Qingfeng Village and let the others go down the mountain.

In this way, he can get the scarce labor force, and the people of Qingfeng Village can have enough food to eat, which is a win-win situation.

Wang Weiheng nodded, looked at the paper and pen in front of him, pondered for a moment, and then began to write.

In a moment, a letter was completed in his hands.

"Good words."

Zhu Ming looked at Wang Weiheng's handwriting and couldn't help but praise him.

Although its handwriting is not as good as those top scholars in the court, it is already quite good.

After sealing the letter and handing it to a soldier, Zhu Ming turned to look at Wang Weiheng and asked him to deliver it. He asked, "Have you ever been to school?"

Such handwriting would be impossible to be written by anyone other than a student who has studied hard for ten years.

"But after studying for a few years, when I was about to take the imperial examination, I encountered robbers and ended up in Qingfeng Village by accident."

When Wang Weiheng heard Zhu Ming's praise, he smiled bitterly again.

If he had not gone to Qingfeng Village, he would have already passed the imperial examination in the capital.

However, the people in Qingfeng Village respected his knowledge and he could not bear to abandon him.

"With your knowledge, it should be no problem for you to pass the imperial examination."

Zhu Ming nodded. He also felt that it would be a waste of Wang Weiheng’s talent if his abilities were only kept in Qingfeng Village.

Wang Weiheng gave another bitter smile, but he did not regret it.

"So, do you still want to be an official?"

Zhu Ming leaned down, looked at the shackles in Wang Weiheng's hands, and asked in a deep voice.

Wang Weiheng's ability was also a reason why he was able to get people from Qingfeng Village to enter the county town.

From the first time I saw Wang Weiheng leading his troops, I could tell from the way he arranged the troops that he had his own training methods.

Not to mention that he can become a famous general, I can recommend him to be a captain or a lieutenant general. As for higher positions, it depends on his own ability.

"Of course I do, but I'm a bandit now."

Hearing Zhu Ming's question, Wang Weiheng was obviously excited for a moment, but then he remembered his identity and became depressed again.

He is just a bandit. Even if Zhu Ming does not punish himself, how could the current emperor possibly use him?

"Then you can stay here and serve as a centurion. If you have made contributions, you will be rewarded."

Zhu Ming nodded affirmatively and spoke.

I can't guarantee anything else, but if he is as presumptuous as Wang Juren, there should be no problem for him to get a job in this small county.

As for how high they can climb, it depends on their ability.

"Why are you helping me?"

Wang Weiheng raised his head and looked at Zhu Ming. In his eyes, besides gratitude, there was more confusion.

He thought that he did not have a close relationship with His Royal Highness the Grandson, and that His Royal Highness the Grandson could even punish him to help him achieve his goals.

"Although I have no intention of competing for the throne, if I want to be a leisurely prince, I must have my own people in the court."

Zhu Ming looked at Wang Weiheng. This place was far away from Kyoto, and those people couldn't reach out to him, so he could speak out his considerations without restraint.

"If Your Highness can use me, Wang Weiheng, I will go through fire and water for you."

Seeing Zhu Ming being so frank, Wang Weiheng knelt down in front of him and kowtowed heavily.

If Zhu Ming could recommend him for an official position, that would be a favor to him. How could he be a mean person who does not repay a favor?

"talk later."

Zhu Ming chuckled, said nothing more, stood up, and walked out of the prison.

With Wang Weiheng's letter, the leader of Qingfeng Village led other troops and rushed to the city gate in a mighty manner.

"Ao Chengye from Qingfeng Village has come to seek refuge with Your Highness."

Compared with Wang Weiheng, the boss's actions were simpler and more brutal. He simply took off his shirt, threw away the knife, and stood at the door, shouting loudly.

"You guys are pretty quick."

Zhu Ming looked at the people from Qingfeng Village who came to seek refuge and smiled helplessly.

The letter was delivered in the morning and the person arrived in the afternoon.

Even Zhu Ming didn't expect that these people were so efficient.

"Mr. Wang said that if you come here, you can have a full meal, so everyone comes here."

A fat and big-eared man stood behind Ao Chengye and laughed foolishly a few times.

They had been hungry for several days in Qingfeng Village. When they heard that the emperor's grandson really gave them food, they naturally ran faster than anyone else.

"Li San!"

Although Ao Chengye was a rough man, he still had some manners. Seeing Li San's silly look, he immediately started scolding him.

"Enough food."

Zhu Ming just waved his hand. As long as these people were obedient and worked hard, he would definitely not treat them unfairly.

"Really?"

When Li San heard Zhu Ming say that there would be enough food, he laughed even harder.

Even if he had endured it, he could only shake his head helplessly and apologize to Zhu Ming: "We are all country peasants. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Your Highness."

"I wonder what His Highness wants us to do?"

Li San looked at Zhu Ming with a confused expression and asked.

As he spoke, he showed off his big and thick arms: "Don't look at me as a fool, I, Li San, have plenty of strength."

"It's good to have strength."

Zhu Ming felt even more satisfied when he looked at these young and strong men.

What the city lacks now is strong men.

"Yeah, I wonder what your highness wants us to do?"

Ao Chengye also looked at Zhu Ming and asked in confusion.

"Do hard labor, move bricks."

Zhu Ming did not hide anything and admitted it honestly.

I came to this city to work on infrastructure and do hard labor.

"This one……"

When he heard that Zhu Ming recruited these people just to do hard labor and to persevere to achieve his goal, he was a little stunned.