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

Yang Rong's lips twitched, looking rather helpless.

That Prince of Jiyang really knows how to put people down.

He sighed.

"Then thank you very much, Your Highness."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded in satisfaction.

When everyone saw that Yang Rong had accepted the gift, their expressions softened considerably.

If Yang Rong didn't accept it, it would seem like they were too greedy.

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

Several hours later.

night.

Qianyuan Palace.

[Silver Treasure Chest: 18]

[Golden Treasure Chest: 15]

[Prismatic treasure chest: 6]

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

It was worth it for him to work so hard during this period!

With so many treasure chests, you're bound to find some amazing items!

Zhu Zhanjun stroked his chin, thinking to himself that the lottery should be done with some ceremony.

He immediately added with a wicked grin.

"My current achievements are entirely due to my own hard work."

"System, draw a prize!"

[Host has chosen to open 18 silver treasure chests!]

[Ding! You have received 500 strings of Ming Dynasty banknotes. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have received one tael of gold. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have received 1 loaves of bread. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have obtained Yang Guifei's Undergarment*1. Do you wish to claim it?]

【...】

[Ding! You have obtained 1 cricket. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained Calligraphy (Beginner Level). Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have received a bicycle*1. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained a Go set (Beginner's Guide). Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have gained Culinary Skill (Advanced). Do you wish to claim it?]

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at the eighteen silver treasure chests as rewards and couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!"

What kind of garbage rewards are these?

Only a few skills are decent.

Fortunately, the silver treasure chest came easily.

He didn't feel sorry for him.

Continue opening treasure chests.

[Host has chosen to open 15 golden treasure chests!]

[Ding! You have received 1 pair of high heels. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have obtained 10 black stockings. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have gained the skill level of playing the zither (Advanced). Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained the Military Combat Proficiency skill. Do you wish to claim it?]

【...】

[Ding! You have obtained 10 cows. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have received the 2027 National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) papers and answers. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have acquired landmine manufacturing technology. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained the blueprints for the Jenny. Do you wish to claim them?]

[Ding! You have gained public speaking skills (Advanced Level). Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have received 100L of Coca-Cola. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Host selects to open 6 Prism Treasure Chests!]

[Ding! You have obtained the Glass Manufacturing Technique. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have acquired telescope manufacturing technology. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have acquired the Ventriloquism Skill (Transcendental). Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained the flintlock musket crafting technique. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained the distillation process for spirits. Do you wish to claim it?]

[Ding! You have obtained a Prism-level quest – "Two-Week Summer Camp, A Lifetime of Military Passion": Organize a two-week military training summer camp and train thirty qualified student soldiers (upon completion, you will receive a Prism Treasure Chest and upgrade any one of your skills to Prism level)]

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at it.

The golden treasure chest contains a few decent rewards, which is a good minimum guarantee.

However, most of the others are not very good.

Fortunately, the reward from the Prism Treasure Chest caught his eye.

These are all good things.

As far as he knew, although the Ming Dynasty currently possessed firearms, they were only at the level of matchlock guns.

If one could master the flintlock pistol, it would be an absolute leap forward in the current era.

Other items like glass, telescopes, and distilled spirits are all well-established and interesting products.

It can bring huge benefits to the Ming Dynasty.

That kind of "transcendent" level of ventriloquism doesn't seem to have much effect on him.

After all, he is the grandson of the emperor; there's no need for him to resort to performing arts.

However, this was the first time he had ever seen a skill at the [Transcendent] level.

With such high skill levels, he's probably at least a veteran in the industry.

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes lit up as he plotted how to make good use of these things.

However, his gaze quickly fell on the last Prism task.

This is the second time he has encountered this Prism Task.

The rewards for completing this task are quite generous.

That's equivalent to double the reward!

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at the task and fell into deep thought.

This task would probably be difficult for someone else.

Organizing just thirty unruly kids is a challenge.

But for him, it wasn't difficult at all.

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

The next day.

Qianqing Palace.

"Grandson greets His Majesty." Zhu Zhanjun smiled and bowed.

Zhu Di put down the memorial in his hand and rubbed his temples.

"Zhanjun? You little monkey, what brings you to your grandfather's place today?"

Zhu Zhanjun held a delicate celadon covered bowl in his hands, carefully walked to the imperial desk, and looked up at the emperor.

"Your grandson has just come up with something wonderful. Knowing that Your Majesty works hard reviewing memorials, I specially brought it to Your Majesty to try and relieve your fatigue!"

"Oh?" Zhu Di looked at the covered bowl in his hand with interest. "What new and interesting thing is it now?"

Zhu Zhanjun gently placed the covered bowl on the imperial table, lifted the lid, and chuckled.

"Grandpa, this is called 'milk tea'."

"This is a drink my grandson made himself, sweetened with the finest white sugar from our Yuxuetang. Would you like to try it?"

Zhu Di looked down and saw that the soup in the porcelain bowl had very fine milk foam floating on the surface, and the aroma was very enticing.

He picked up the bowl and took a small sip. The warm liquid slid into his mouth, and he felt the clear and clean sweetness melt on his tongue.

"Hmm..." Zhu Di savored it carefully, marveling at it.

"The tea aroma is rich and the milk is creamy, the sweetness is just right, and the taste is novel and comforting."

"This is really a good thing."

"You little rascal, where did you come up with all these strange and unusual ideas?"

Zhu Zhanjun said with a smile.

"I'm glad Grandpa is happy!"

"By the way, Grandfather, there is something I would like to ask you for help with."

Zhu Di raised an eyebrow.

"I knew it! You little rascal, always so eager to please, you must have ulterior motives. So that's what you were waiting for!"

"Tell me, what is it?"

Zhu Zhanjun moved closer, his dark eyes gleaming with cunning.

"Grandpa, your grandson wants to organize a 'military training' program!"

"Military training?" Zhu Di put down his teacup, stroked his beard, and frowned.

"Your Majesty, please inform me..." Zhu Zhanjun explained earnestly, "This military training is officially called 'military-style training'."

"Simply put, it's about gathering a group of young men of similar age and training them for a while using military methods."

"It's not about actually sending them to fight, but about teaching them military discipline, strengthening their bodies, and tempering their character."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's eyes lit up with interest: "Oh? What made you decide to organize this military training?"

Zhu Zhanjun continued.

"Grandfather, you see, most of the noble sons in the Grand Hall, including your grandson, are raised in secluded mansions. They can't lift a finger, they get out of breath after running a few steps, and they'd fall over if the wind blew them down."

"How can this be considered the scion of our military family, the future pillar of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Military training allows them to run and jump, build up their strength, and make their bodies strong."

"In addition, the military emphasizes strict discipline and the ability to endure hardship."

"Let these pampered kids suffer a bit so they'll realize how hard-won their comfortable lives are, shed their spoiled nature, and develop a tenacious character."

"So that if you inherit a title or become an official in the future, you won't be able to withstand the slightest setback or endure the most hardship."

Zhu Di nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes widened.

"Most importantly, Your Majesty, our Great Ming Dynasty was founded on military strength. Both Your Majesty the Great Ancestor and you conquered the world on horseback."

"But now that peace has lasted for a long time, many descendants of nobles have become addicted to pleasure and have long forgotten what archery and horsemanship are. Some have even lost the bravery and martial spirit of their ancestors."

"I'm thinking of using military training to clean up the atmosphere!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's lips curled up slightly.

"You little monkey, you've got a clever mind."

"These kids nowadays are too comfortable and lack experience."

He paused.

"I approve of your proposed military training!"

"I have ordered the Five Military Commands to allocate a piece of land in the outskirts of the capital to you."

Upon hearing Zhu Di's agreement, Zhu Zhanjun beamed with joy and quickly bowed, saying, "Grandson thanks His Majesty for his permission!"

"Grandpa, rest assured, your grandson will do his utmost to ensure this military training is conducted flawlessly and will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Zhu Di nodded and said casually.

"There's no need to be so serious."

"Just don't cause any trouble, and that will be doing your grandfather a favor."

Zhu Zhanjun patted his chest confidently.

"Grandpa, how could that be!"

"You're just making things difficult for me!"

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

Zhu Di looked completely bewildered: "Huh?"

Zhu Zhanjun scratched his head.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."