The Great Ming Demon Pill: Your Majesty, please address me as the Crown Prince!

The Eastern Palace.

Zhu Zhanji's face was gloomy, and he flipped through the book in his hands, unable to concentrate on reading it at all.

He's been in this state for several days now.

He couldn't sleep at night thinking about how that brat had swindled him out of his money!

A while ago, he was blinded by greed and didn't realize the problem.

Now that the money is gone, I suddenly realize something is wrong.

Zhu Zhanjun is clearly a fraudster!

Doing business and all that, that's all just an excuse.

Zhu Zhanji grew angrier the more he thought about it.

It wasn't just because the money was gone; more importantly, he couldn't tolerate that his eldest grandson, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, had been completely fooled by a six-year-old child.

Doesn't this make him seem less intelligent than Zhu Zhanjun?

Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

We must get our revenge on that brat!

He immediately said.

"Jin Banban, change your clothes, I need to see my grandfather!"

...................

Qianyuan Palace.

[Silver Treasure Chest: 1]

[Golden Treasure Chest: 4]

[Prismatic treasure chest: 2]

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the virtual panel in front of him with satisfaction.

These are all the gains he has made in recent days.

Leaving aside the other treasure chests for now, this Prismatic Treasure Chest was hard to come by.

One of them was a gift he received after completing the task of "The Century Trader".

It also upgraded a Prism skill.

This is a huge profit.

Of course, he racked his brains to complete the task.

Zhu Zhanjun was preparing to open the treasure chest.

Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded.

"Your Highness..."

"His Majesty has arrived."

A palace maid rushed in, panting.

"Grandpa Emperor?" Zhu Zhanjun was taken aback.

Immediately afterward, another set of footsteps was heard.

A burly figure dressed in a dragon robe walked in.

The newcomer had slightly graying temples and a dignified face; it was none other than Zhu Di.

Zhu Di said with a smile.

"Zhan Jun..."

Zhu Zhanjun quickly replied.

"Grandson greets His Majesty!"

Zhu Di waved his hand.

"Zhanjun, do you know why your grandfather came to see you today?"

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes darted around, and he chuckled.

"Grandfather, I don't know."

Zhu Di stroked his beard.

"You little monkey, you've caused trouble at the main hall again, haven't you?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked on incredulously.

"Grandpa, where did you hear this rumor?"

"Since I became the class monitor at Dabentang, our class's learning atmosphere has completely changed, and our grades have been steadily improving!"

Zhu Di was so angry he almost laughed.

That kid!

"Yang Rong told me this himself."

"Did you and your class committee members go out and scam people out of money?"

"Why bother with investments?"

"He went missing halfway through, and now it's having a really bad impact."

Zhu Zhanjun patted his head, feigning sudden realization.

"So that's what Grandpa was talking about!"

"I'm helping everyone get rich!"

"Grandpa, please don't misunderstand me."

[Ding! You have obtained a silver treasure chest!]

Zhu Di: "..."

He said irritably.

"What do you call getting rich this way?"

"You swindled all those spoiled brats out of their money to invest in your so-called sugar-making business, and then you swallowed their money?"

Zhu Zhanjun blinked his big, dark eyes.

"Grandpa, I didn't steal their money!"

"Businesses experience ups and downs, that's normal."

"My sugar business has just encountered some obstacles. All the money I invested has been lost, so of course I can't pay them."

"I'll pay them back when my business is more successful."

"Oh?" Zhu Di asked curiously, "Give it back to them? What stage is your business at now?"

Zhu Zhanjun chuckled.

"Still working on the PowerPoint presentation."

Zhu Di looked completely bewildered.

"What is a butt-swapping device?"

Zhu Zhanjun scratched his head.

"It's just... still in the planning stage."

[Ding! You have obtained a silver treasure chest!]

Zhu Di stumbled and almost fell.

Damn it.

That's just pure fantasy.

Good heavens, he underestimated this guy's abilities.

I thought this kid had at least done some business, but I didn't expect him to start with just his mouth and make a fortune by fabricating his business.

You little brat!

Zhu Di said irritably.

"Isn't that still a lie?"

"I heard from Yang Rong that those sons of noble families, envious of the rebates, have formed cliques, borrowed money from friends, and invested all their savings in your business..."

"You've got some nerve, kid."

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head and said.

"Borrowing money is just cheating your friends out of their money."

"In that case, I'm being kind."

[Ding! You have obtained a silver treasure chest]

Zhu Di: "..."

Damn, this kid seems to have a point.

He shook his head.

"No matter what, this matter needs to be resolved, right?"

Zhu Zhanjun patted his chest.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I've already sent my brothers to tell those noble sons who invested that when I become the richest man in the world, I will repay them tenfold."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di blew his beard and glared.

"You little rascal, you really dare to say that."

"Even if you eventually become a fiefdom and receive a large territory, and that money increases tenfold, it'll still be a considerable sum. Can you afford it?"

Although he didn't know how much money Zhu Zhanjun had embezzled, it couldn't have been less than that, otherwise those spoiled brats wouldn't have been so anxious.

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head, a sly look on his face.

"Grandpa, who said I would definitely give it to you then?"

"I'm just making a promise first."

[Ding! You have obtained a golden treasure chest!]

Zhu Di looked like he was in a pain.

"You little brat, are you planning to renege later?"

"As a grandson of the emperor, isn't this inappropriate?"

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes widened.

"Grandpa, I learned all of this from you!"

"What?" Zhu Di looked completely bewildered. "You learned it from me?"

"When have I ever acted like a scoundrel?"

Zhu Zhanjun counted on his fingers.

"Grandfather, when you were in Jingnan, you told Prince Ning that if things went well, you would give him half of the country."

"In the end, he became emperor and gave them a good beating!"

Zhu Di: "..."

"Furthermore, during the Jingnan Rebellion, you even said that you were the eldest son of Emperor Gaozu, and that you only wanted to eliminate treacherous officials and dared not have any other intentions."

"As a result, Jianwen committed suicide by self-immolation as soon as he entered the palace."

"Grandpa, are you kidding me? When has our Zhu family ever kept its promise?"

[Ding! You have obtained a golden treasure chest!]

Zhu Di: "..."

That little brat, he couldn't even retort.

He was filled with frustration, and glanced at the hall out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, Zhu Di's eyes flickered as he caught sight of a corner of dark wood grain peeking out from the edge of Zhu Zhanjun's bed. He raised an eyebrow and walked over without making a sound.

Zhu Zhanjun's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong. He quickly followed after them with his short legs.

"Grandpa, look, the sun is almost up by the time we get off the mountain, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Di had already bent down, reached out with his large hand, grabbed the copper ring on the edge of the wooden box, and pulled it outwards sharply!

"Clang!"

Heavy!

Zhu Di's face flushed red. He straightened up, opened the box, and a bright gleam filled his eyes.

Inside were neatly arranged Yongle Tongbao coins, densely packed together.

There are also many antique paintings and calligraphy, gold and silver jewelry.

It seems those people used it as collateral for investment!

Hey!

Good guy!

It's all money!

There seem to be quite a few boxes like this.

Zhu Di glanced under the bed; there seemed to be quite a few boxes inside.

His eyes lit up, and he turned around, smiling broadly.

"Zhanjun, didn't you say you lost all your money in business?"

"Where did this money come from?"

Zhu Zhanjun: "..."

He looked completely innocent, glancing left and right.

"Who...who put the money under my bed?"

"So you admit this is your bed?" Zhu Di sneered.

Zhu Zhanjun: "..."

When Zhu Di saw Zhu Zhanjun stammering, his expression suddenly softened.

He put his arm around Zhu Zhanjun's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Zhanjun, your grandfather has something he wants to ask you. Is it convenient for you to ask?"

Zhu Zhanjun was startled and glanced suspiciously at his grandfather, whose smile seemed somewhat... cunning.

He coughed lightly.

"Grandpa, please don't ask about things that are inconvenient to ask."

[Ding! You have obtained a silver treasure chest!]

Zhu Di almost choked on his own saliva.

He coughed lightly and rubbed his hands together.

"Zhanjun, just how much money did you swindle?"

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at Zhu Di.

"Including the value of those jewels and antiques, it's probably over 300,000 strings of cash."

Hold the grass!

Zhu Di's eyes widened.

These little brats are really rich.

He originally thought it was only tens of thousands of strings of cash.

Damn it, because of the Northern Expedition, the national treasury is so poor that it only has a few hundred thousand strings of cash left.

He was driven to the brink of madness by Xia Yuanji, the Minister of Revenue, and wished he could pawn his throne.

Fighting wars may feel exciting at first, but the Ming Dynasty is desperately short of money.

Unexpectedly, his grandson amassed over 300,000 guan in just half a month.

I should have just discussed it with my grandson and made the scam bigger, so we could have swindled all the money from those rich bastards in Kyoto.

Zhu Di muttered to himself, then a warm smile spread across his face.

"Zhanjun, what are you planning to do with all this money, jewelry, and antiques?"

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at him and said calmly.

"Grandpa, this money was all raised through fundraising, and I plan to return it to the investors."

Zhu Di's eyelids twitched.

That brat, he just said he wouldn't pay it back.

Did they realize something?

Was his behavior that obvious?

Zhu Di coughed lightly.

"Zhanjun, didn't you take a closer look at these treasures and antique gold and silver items, worth over three hundred thousand strings of cash?"

"It would be a shame to give it all back to them."

Zhu Zhanjun's dark eyes widened, his gaze fixed intently on Zhu Di.

Zhu Di, thick-skinned, remained unmoved.

The father and son stared at each other, wide-eyed.

After a while.

Zhu Zhanjun then spoke slowly.

"Grandpa, I've seen it, it's truly magnificent."

"There is also a jade throne and a golden Buddha statue here, which is more than a foot tall. It is said to be the treasure of Liu Yu of the Eastern Jin Dynasty to protect his house."

Zhu Di's eyes lit up.

"There's such a thing?"

Zhu Zhanjun said in a low voice.

"Grandpa, I already took it out a long time ago, and I was just planning to send it to your palace later."

"I remember there was a decorative item missing from your desk."

Zhu Di was taken aback, but secretly pleased.

Nima.

This guy's actions and words are so pleasant to be around.

So sensible!