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

"How's it going, Liu Jin, are you full?"

Only after he had eaten and drunk his fill did Zhu Ming put down his chopsticks and glanced at Liu Jin standing beside him.

The chef in Mr. Wang’s family is really good at cooking.

It might also be because Zhu Ming hadn’t been hungry for such a long time in recent years, so he ate happily.

It would be better if this Mr. Wang didn't keep complaining there.

"Ah."

Liu Jin nodded and put down his chopsticks.

"Can the rent for the farm be reduced a bit?"

Zhu Ming then let out a long sigh, looked at Mr. Wang seriously and asked.

If we want to ensure that the people have enough food to eat and have more energy to do other things, playing Landlord is inevitable.

70% of the rent, this ratio is something Zhu Ming couldn't even imagine.

With so much money collected, it’s no wonder that Mr. Wang is so rich and the people are so poor.

Those who produce food cannot even get enough food, and those who build houses have no roof over their heads.

He who produces everything has nothing, and he who produces nothing has everything.

"Is this also what Lord Lu meant?"

Seeing that Zhu Ming wanted him to lower the rent, Mr. Wang became alert again, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This shouldn't be what Lord Lu meant.

Besides, Lord Lu also has a share of the rent he collected.

"I mean."

This time, Zhu Ming did not push the blame onto Lord Lu, but admitted it openly instead.

"Even if it's not possible, you don't know, my family has hundreds of people waiting for me to serve them when I open my eyes."

Seeing that this was not what Lord Lu meant, Mr. Wang immediately put on an embarrassed look and looked around.

"Mr. Wang has such a huge fortune, does he rely solely on the rent from these tenants?"

Calculating the time, the person that Wang Yuanwai went to investigate should be back soon. Zhu Ming didn't want to pretend anymore, and his tone became sharper.

"Don't be afraid of what you say, sir. Most of the food in this city comes from me."

When talking about his own property, Mr. Wang was quite proud of it.

As he spoke, the door was pushed open again.

The butler had a gloomy face. He glanced at Zhu Ming and Liu Jin, then walked to Mr. Wang and muttered in a low voice.

After hearing what the housekeeper said, Mr. Wang's respectful look just now completely disappeared, and instead he looked at Zhu Ming and Liu Jin with some viciousness.

Zhu Ming just chuckled. It seemed that the person who went to inquire had returned.

"You two, are you really the sons of Lord Lu?"

After Mr. Wang finished speaking, four or five guards rushed in from outside the door and surrounded Zhu Ming and Liu Jin.

"You dare to come here to eat and drink for free, and even want me to reduce the rent. You are so bold."

Mr. Wang sat down on the chair and gave Zhu Ming a vicious look.

At such a young age, you dare to lie to me?

"I am indeed not the son of Lord Lu. When he sees me, he can only kneel down to talk to me."

Zhu Ming also straightforwardly admitted that he was not a young master, but his attitude became even more arrogant.

To deal with evil people, you have to be worse than them.

Liu Jin even stood directly in front of Zhu Ming, looking like he was ready to take action at any time.

"What a loud tone."

Mr. Wang slammed the table, pointed at Zhu Ming and started yelling at him.

"Even if the Jingzhao Yin comes, he has to give Lord Lu some face. I will tie you up and send you to Lord Lu's house."

As they spoke, the guards began to move towards Zhu Ming and Liu Jin.

"Be bold!"

Seeing the guards surrounding him, Liu Jin shouted angrily, which scared the guards and Mr. Wang.

"How many heads do you have in your family that can afford to lose if you dare to attack the emperor's grandson?"

He glared at the guards and took the jade pendant out from his arms, asking them to watch it carefully.

Zhu Ming sat in his seat openly and looked at these people calmly.

"You can't even pretend to be the son of Lord Lu, but you dare to pretend to be the emperor's grandson? You really don't know your place!"

When Wang Yuanwai heard Liu Jin reveal Zhu Ming's identity, he did not believe it and did not even look at the jade pendant.

"How noble is a grandson of the emperor to come here with two people like you?"

He sneered, the guards looked at each other, and then surrounded him again.

"Jinyiwei, why don't you take action?"

Seeing that Mr. Wang's guards dared to take action, Zhu Ming finally stood up and spoke calmly.

Mr. Wang just watched coldly. When Zhu Ming finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the roof.

Then several dark shadows appeared outside the room, several wailing sounds were heard, and Mr. Wang's guards who were originally standing at the door fell down one after another.

A tall figure rushed in directly from the door, wearing a Feiyu suit, an Embroidered Spring Sword, a tiger back, bear waist and mantis legs, looking very impressive.

The man walked up to Zhu Ming and knelt down. "I am Chen Ling, the commander of the Imperial Guard. I greet His Royal Highness the young grandson."

Zhu Ming knew that since Old Zhu was so worried about him, there must be a lot of Jinyiwei following him.

That's why he behaved so calmly.

"Get up."

Zhu Ming spoke slowly and asked Chen Ling to stand up. Then he sat back down and looked down at Wang Yuanwai with the attitude of a superior.

"You...are you really His Royal Highness the Grandson?"

Wang Yuanwai was extremely frightened when he saw the Jinyiwei who suddenly appeared in his house. He pointed at Zhu Ming in panic and asked in disbelief.

"Why, you still don't believe it?"

Zhu Ming sneered and asked back.

"Why don't you kneel down yet?"

Chen Ling turned around and glared at Mr. Wang, murderous intent evident in her face.

Those guards usually bullied others by taking advantage of their power, and had never seen such a scene before. They all fell to their knees.

After being scolded by Chen Ling, Mr. Wang finally reacted. He knelt down in front of Zhu Ming with a plop, feeling hopeless.

Attacking the emperor's grandson is a serious crime this time.

If things go wrong, your entire clan will be killed.

"I knelt down like this, and I thought it was an earthquake."

Zhu Ming just glanced at Wang Yuanwai and started to tease him.

After hearing this, Chen Ling also curled the corners of her mouth.

Just to maintain the dignity of the Jinyiwei, he finally endured it.

"I didn't know the emperor's grandson was here, and I'm sorry for offending you. Please spare my life, Your Highness."

Mr. Wang didn't dare to say anything at this moment. He just kept knocking his head. The banging sound kept coming. Even when he felt dizzy, he didn't dare to stop.

As he was talking, his pants suddenly felt warm and his feet started to get wet.

"Okay, I'll die from knocking my head."

Seeing that Mr. Wang was scared to death, Zhu Ming looked at him with disgust and stopped him impatiently.

"Please, grandson, spare my life."

Now Mr. Wang no longer cared about his face. He trembled and begged Zhu Ming for mercy in a panic.

"The rent of the village?"

Zhu Ming just looked at Mr. Wang coldly and asked back.

"No more, no more!"

Compared to your own life and property, what does that little bit of rent mean?