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

"Your Highness is wise."

Seeing this, Zhang Xing was the first to speak and bowed to Zhu Ming again.

He also understood the implication of Zhu Ming's words. As long as he handed over the silver, Zhu Ming would pretend that these things had never happened.

"Your Highness is wise."

With Zhang Xing taking the lead, others also began to salute Zhu Ming one after another and cheered loudly.

Even if they were reluctant to part with the money, they could still distinguish clearly between their official hats and their lives.

After all, if you lose money, you can earn it again, but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

"You gentlemen are really kind-hearted."

Looking at the people kneeling in front of him, Zhu Ming chuckled.

In this way, we should be able to raise a lot of money.

If it wasn't for raising money, he really didn't want to let this guy who was doing nothing go so easily.

"This is the duty of an official."

Faced with Zhu Ming's fake flattery, the officials still responded cooperatively.

"As for the thieves who set fire to the granary, your Excellency..."

The money for buying food has been solved, but the arsonist has not been caught yet.

"I will do my best to arrest him."

Before Zhu Ming finished speaking, the judge stood up, clasped his hands together, and responded firmly.

Wang Ganju has already been imprisoned, so they will naturally show no mercy in catching these thieves.

"I've seen those men in black!"

When Zhu Ming and the others heard about the person who set fire to the granary, a familiar voice rang out from among the people watching outside the government office.

Zhu Ming turned his head and saw a hand raised high in the crowd.

He always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before.

"Bring the people up."

At his command, the people began to crowd into the government office excitedly.

The people also consciously made way for the person who had spoken and pushed him to the front.

"Miss Li Wan..."

Looking at the woman who squeezed in, Zhu Ming was also stunned.

The person who had seen the arsonist was actually Li Wan?

"I have met His Highness."

Li Wan looked at Zhu Ming shyly and bowed to him with restraint.

"Have you seen those arsonists?"

Zhu Ming coughed awkwardly. Looking at Li Wan, he remembered the embarrassing experience of Li Wan pestering him before, and quickly changed the topic to the arsonist.

"Yes, I saw someone wearing night clothes nearby when the granary caught fire."

Li Wan nodded affirmatively. After being rejected so clearly by Zhu Ming, she has now restrained herself a lot.

"Good good."

Zhu Ming was worried that the drunkards in the granary could not reveal the details of the men in black and he could not catch them.

If Li Wan had really seen those thieves, that would be great.

"Then please help us, young lady, to catch the arsonist."

He clasped his fists and bowed solemnly towards Li Wan.

"It is my honor to be able to help Your Highness."

Li Wan also nodded affirmatively. As long as he could help Zhu Ming, he would be quite satisfied.

After returning home, Zhu Ming sat directly on the bed and let out a long sigh.

Wang Gan's setting fire to the granary was really beyond his expectation and caught him off guard.

Fortunately, some money was finally gathered to buy food, which gave the people some more time.

He also didn't know how much silver these officials could come up with to buy food, but it was better to have some than nothing.

“You’re tired.”

Si Jin was now at the door, looking at Zhu Ming coldly, and spoke slowly with a hint of tenderness in her tone.

It was rare for her to see Zhu Ming so exhausted, which made her feel a little distressed.

"Not a little, but very tired."

Zhu Ming sighed again and lay down with his head tilted back.

Si Jin didn't respond, but just walked over with her still somewhat inconvenient legs and stretched out her hand.

The cold touch coming from his legs made Zhu Ming shudder and sit up immediately.

Sijin was stretching out her green hand and pressing it gently on his leg.

Although her face was still expressionless.

"I learned it when I was working for an old Chinese doctor."

Looking at Zhu Ming who was so shocked that he sat up, Si Jin spoke calmly.

In order to survive in this disaster-stricken area, she had done a lot of work, so she told Zhu Ming that she could always help Zhu Ming.

"Thank you."

Although Zhu Ming wanted to observe the rule of no physical contact between men and women, he was really too tired now and it was good for him to be able to relax like this.

But Sijin did control the strength of kneading very well, except for one thing.

Perhaps it was because she had been hungry for too long and her energy and blood were insufficient. Even after this period of rest, Sijin's hands and feet were still cold.

Under Sijin's massage, Zhu Ming slowly relaxed and began to fall asleep.

When he woke up, Zhu Ming looked at the sky outside the window, but it was already late at night.

“I’m exhausted.”

Zhu Ming shook his head, sat up and sighed helplessly.

After a good night's sleep, he did regain a lot of energy.

"woke up."

Even though Zhu Ming had made his movements light, he still woke up Si Jin who was sleeping on a chair nearby.

"Ah."

Zhu Ming nodded and responded, not knowing what to say.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Liu Jin's voice came from outside the door, and he waved the paper in his hand and ran in.

"what's up."

Zhu Ming looked at Liu Jin and asked, then patted his head.

"All the money donated by officials from all levels of Shanxi Province has been registered."

Liu Jin handed the paper in his hand to Zhu Ming. On the front was the name of the officials who had promised to donate silver to buy grain during the day and the amount of silver.

"not enough."

Si Jin just glanced at the paper and started talking.

Among the three of them, Si Jin was the most sensitive about food.

Sijin also knows the most about the price of food.

The amount of silver listed above is not enough to make up for the shortfall of 8,300 bags of grain.

"How much is left?"

Zhu Ming turned to look at Si Jin, frowned and asked.

Half of these 8,300 bags of grain were purchased with disaster relief funds.

Most of the disaster relief funds I brought with me have been used. If this is still not enough, I don’t know where the remaining money will come from.

"At least ten thousand taels."

Si Jin did some mental calculations and responded affirmatively.

After hearing Sijin's words, Zhu Ming fell silent. Ten thousand taels was not a big difference.

But I am not in the imperial city now, and it is not easy to take out these ten thousand taels.

"By the way, Liu Jin, bring me some paper and pen."

Thinking of the imperial city, Zhu Ming suddenly had an idea and immediately looked up at Liu Jindao.

"Ten thousand taels, Zhu Song should have it."

Although he cannot afford it now, Zhu Song’s Xinhua Bookstore is the best bookstore in Beijing.

If you want 12,000 taels of silver, I think he can give it to you.