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

"Lin'er, the Ming Dynasty is in my hands, so I have to take responsibility."

Hearing Zhu Ming's question, Zhu Yuanzhang paused, then looked at his beloved grandson with a heavy heart.

He was born into a poor family when he was young, and the painful memories seemed to be engraved in his mind. Even now that he has become an emperor, they still cannot be shaken off.

Because he is too aware of the sufferings that the people below are going through, he feels more responsible towards them.

"My dear grandson, remember to be nicer to the people in the future."

In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, Zhu Ming was the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, so naturally he hoped that Zhu Ming could be a wise monarch.

"I'll make a note of it tomorrow."

Zhu Ming nodded. Seeing how dedicated Old Zhu was, he felt really distressed.

"Can you help me tomorrow?"

He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang naively as he was reading the memorial, and suddenly asked.

At least I still have knowledge about the future. What if I can help Lao Zhu?

He also sincerely wanted to free Zhu from these memorials and relax.

Just think of it as a way to repay Lao Zhu for raising me.

"you……"

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to reject Zhu Ming's words instinctively, but then he thought of the methods Zhu Ming had mentioned before and was stunned for a moment.

My dear grandson is different from other children.

Even if the method is not right, I can still cover it myself.

I want to train Zhu Ming and let him participate more in government affairs, which is also good.

"Sure. If you have any ideas tomorrow, just tell Grandpa Huang."

Zhu Yuanzhang finally relented and smiled at him again.

After coming out of the Daming Palace, Zhu Ming fell into deep thought.

This is the first time in my two lifetimes that I have governed the world.

"Little grandson, the master has left."

Liu Jin looked at Zhu Ming with a serious expression, approached him with some concern, and whispered to him that Fang Xiaoru had passed away.

"Ah."

Zhu Ming simply responded and returned to his room.

"What happened to the little grandson?"

Liu Jin looked at Zhu Ming with some confusion and muttered to himself.

Zhu Ming sat in the room and sighed helplessly.

Compared with future times, the Ming Dynasty indeed has too many problems.

Education and infrastructure are lagging far behind, and there is still some shortcomings if we want to learn about future policies.

The most important thing is lack of money.

The productivity in ancient times was still too backward.

There is not much time left before the European powers rise.

If we want to do it, we must be the best.

The first thing to do is to liberate people from production.

The first thing is food. Only when there is enough food can more people participate in the construction.

I want this industrial revolution to start from the Ming Dynasty and make the Ming Dynasty the world's overlord.

What European powers? There are no more great powers from now on. My Ming Dynasty is the only great power.

"Liu Jin! Liu Jin!"

Zhu Ming finally seemed to have figured something out. He rushed out of the room and looked at Liu Jin excitedly.

"Little grandson, what are you doing?"

Seeing Zhu Ming, who had a distressed look on his face just now but was now so excited, Liu Jin felt even more confused.

Why did this little grandson of the emperor go to the Daming Palace today? He seemed like a madman.

"Never mind, I'm leaving the palace now!"

Without giving him time to explain, Zhu Ming dragged Liu Jin, who was still confused, and ran out of the palace.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

Liu Jin looked at Zhu Ming who was running excitedly in front and asked again in confusion.

"Farming!"

Zhu Ming simply responded, but his pace did not slow down at all.

If we want to make the Ming Dynasty strong, the first thing we need to do is to ensure that the people have enough food.

The so-called fullness and warmth make you think about lust.

Maslow once said that only when people's low-level needs are met will they have the motivation to do other things.

It seems to be called something like the hierarchy of needs theory.

"What? Farming?"

Hearing Zhu Ming's answer, Liu Jin rubbed his ears in disbelief, fearing that he had heard it wrong.

How can the little prince, your Majesty's darling, go farming?

"Let's go and take a look at the fields outside the city."

Zhu Ming didn't have time to explain too much to Liu Jin. With Liu Jin's current understanding, he probably couldn't understand it.

He simply took Liu Jin out of the imperial city and asked him to take him to see the fields in the capital.

"That's...ok."

Although Liu Jin didn't know what Zhu Ming was trying to do, he didn't dare to go against his wishes and could only respond helplessly.

It is autumn now, the time when the second season of rice is ripe and in ear form.

Zhu Ming was led by Liu Jin and was now on the ridge of the field, looking at the rice that was still somewhat green.

"Whose family are you from?"

The people standing by looked at the silk and satin on Zhu Ming and Liu Jin, approached them cautiously, and asked vigilantly.

These rich young men never treated the common people as human beings.

He was afraid that these two young men from wealthy families would cause trouble, and he was also afraid that if something happened to them here, others would hold them accountable.

"He is..."

Liu Jin was about to speak when Zhu Ming tugged at his clothes from behind, signaling him not to continue.

"Uncle, we are merchants passing by and want to take a look at the grain."

Zhu Ming walked up to Liu Jin, looked at the old man and said with a smile.

The old man looked to be in his 50s or 60s, with a bent back. Judging from the dirt on his hands and feet, he had clearly just finished working in the fields.

Even an old man like this has to work in the fields. Zhu Ming couldn't help but feel moved.

My belief that this would ensure the people had enough food became even stronger.

Seeing Zhu Ming's respectful attitude, the old man was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Not only the old man was stunned, but Liu Jin was also surprised to see that his grandson the emperor did not put on airs with the common people.

"Liu Jin, bring some silver."

Zhu Ming turned around and looked at Liu Jin, then reached out his hand, took a banknote from Liu Jin, and handed it to the old man, not caring about the mud on his body: "Old man, I don't understand some of the questions. Can I ask you a question?"

"This... I can't bear it, sir."

It seemed like the first time that the old man met a young man who was not disgusted by the mud on his body and was so generous. He handed the banknote back and quickly waved his hand to step away.

"Uncle, please accept it. I will ask you all the questions later."

Zhu Ming finally toughened his attitude and put the banknote into the old man's arms.

"One thousand taels!"

The old man took a look at the banknote in his hand. This one thousand taels of silver was more than he could earn even if he farmed for a lifetime.

It is impossible to say that he does not want the money.

Seeing Zhu Ming's firm attitude, he stopped refusing and took the banknote.

"Don't worry, I've lived in this area for decades. If you have any questions, just ask me."