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

"Xu Miao..."

Zhu Ming looked at Xu Miaojin who left after class. Just as he was about to speak, the person disappeared in front of him.

Regarding this, Zhu Ming could only shake his head helplessly and sigh in his heart.

Ever since the last time she was kissed by the Japanese princess, Xu Miaojin has been sulking.

I don't play with him like I used to.

"Zhu Ming, what's wrong with you guys?"

Zhu Song noticed the abnormality between the two people at a glance. He came closer, raised his eyebrows towards the place where Xu Miaojin left, and asked.

Originally, the relationship between Xu Miaojin and Zhu Ming didn't seem like it would become so strained.

"I just feel like there's a thick barrier between us."

Zhu Ming could only sigh helplessly. It was really hard to guess what a woman was thinking.

"Isn't the emperor's uncle looking for me just to ask this?"

Zhu Ming raised his head, looked at Zhu Song who was leaning on him, and asked again in a deep voice.

"What are you talking about? I'm your uncle, can't I care about you?"

When Zhu Ming asked this, Zhu Song patted his shoulder directly.

This person really underestimates himself.

"Then I really misjudged the emperor's uncle."

Seeing this, Zhu Ming also smiled at Zhu Song.

"hey-hey."

Zhu Song just chuckled: "But I do have something to ask you today."

Although he didn't want to admit it, he did come to see Zhu Ming for something today.

"Go ahead."

Zhu Ming just looked as if he had expected it and asked calmly.

"the first thing."

As Zhu Song spoke, his expression suddenly became cautious. He looked around and took Zhu Ming to a remote place where no one was.

Seeing Zhu Song's mysterious look, Zhu Ming was a little confused.

This kid looks like he's in a bad mood, what secrets could he have that require him to be so careful?

"Do you have a good relationship with the Jinyiwei?"

Zhu Song did not talk about the business first, but started asking Zhu Ming first.

When Zhu Ming heard that Zhu Song's problem actually involved the Jinyiwei, he couldn't help but become serious.

Anything involving the Jinyiwei is a big deal.

I really underestimated this guy.

As for his relationship with the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Zhu Ming suddenly thought of Chen Ling.

Chen Ling, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, should have been specially arranged by Zhu Yuanzhang to be by his side.

"Let's talk about it first."

To be on the safe side, Zhu Ming did not directly answer Zhu Song's question, but instead asked Zhu Song about his purpose first.

If it's not something particularly serious, asking Chen Ling for help shouldn't be a problem.

"Nothing, I just want the Royal Guards to help me find out where this came from."

As Zhu Song spoke, he took out a scroll from his arms and opened it in front of Zhu Ming.

What is painted on it is a rare flower with bright colors, and the petals alone have three colors.

"This should be possible."

Zhu Ming pondered for a while and put the scroll away.

If you just want to find a flower, Chen Ling should be willing to help.

"But why did you think of looking for this kind of flower?"

Just in case, Zhu Ming looked at Zhu Song and spoke again to confirm.

"Actually, this is not what I'm looking for."

Zhu Song touched the back of his head awkwardly: "Yun Huan asked me to find it."

Zhu Yunhuan, Zhu Ming is no stranger to this name.

Hearing these three words, Zhu Ming thought of the boy who was only a few years older than him but had a very mature look in his eyes.

How could he let himself find this kind of flower?

"His mother used to like this flower the most, but he didn't know where it came from, so he wanted to find someone to find out."

As Zhu Song spoke, a hint of sadness appeared on his heartless face.

Zhu Yunhuan was not the son of Crown Princess Lu, but the son of Crown Princess Jingyi Chang.

Unfortunately, his parents died at a very young age, so it was impossible for Lu to love him as much as she loved Zhu Yunwen.

"I see."

Zhu Ming nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

In a sense, Zhu Yunhuan and I were in the same boat. I had no parents and didn't even know who my parents were.

It's not impossible to help him.

"The second thing is that the Xinhua Bookstore has already delivered the first volume of the book."

After talking about flowers, Zhu Song changed the subject and chuckled evilly.

“Who did you give them to?”

This was what Zhu Ming agreed with. He just raised his head and asked calmly.

Since I bought the bookstore, I haven't paid much attention to its affairs. It's time to do some market research.

"I knew you would ask that."

Zhu Song raised his head proudly, as if he had expected Zhu Ming to ask this question, and answered calmly: "They are all scholars, scholars and some adults in the Imperial College, and the feedback is not bad."

"Well, maybe they are the only ones who can understand it."

Zhu Ming nodded. This was normal. Others probably couldn't understand this either.

“I want to expand the user base.”

He raised his head, looked at Zhu Song, and told him his plan.

After this batch of books was delivered, Xinhua Bookstore's reputation probably also spread.

It's time to start charging.

"This is simple. I have an idea. I wonder if it's feasible."

Zhu Song seemed to have been waiting for Zhu Ming's words for a long time, and his eyes lit up when he spoke.

"We can print a few more pages in a book, use one part for poetry, another part for your scientific principles, and then we can publish some interesting things with the rest."

As he spoke, he took out a booklet from his pocket. It was much thinner than an ordinary book, with only a dozen pages.

"There's a kind of strange book that's been popular lately, which is about ghosts and gods."

As Zhu Song spoke, he handed the book to Zhu Ming.

Zhu Ming flipped through a few pages curiously. This book only contained short stories.

In ancient times, it was still a novelty.

Zhu Song's idea sounded like the magazine in his memory.

"This method should work."

He nodded. This kind of magazine should sell well as everyone can get what they need.

I didn't expect Zhu Song to have this brain.

"Then I'll figure out how to divide the sections when I get back."

Hearing Zhu Ming's affirmation of his idea, Zhu Song also became motivated.

I didn't expect that my ideas would be recognized by Zhu Ming, the child prodigy.

"But I have a question..."

Looking at Zhu Song who was getting somewhat excited, Zhu Ming spoke in a deep voice and poured a bucket of cold water on him.

Zhu Song’s idea is good, but there is still a huge problem.

If this problem is not solved, this magazine cannot be published.

"what is the problem?"

Zhu Song was obviously not affected by Zhu Ming's words, and still looked at him with energy.

In his opinion, no matter what the problem is, there is always a solution.