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

Zhu Zhanjun stared at the description of the [Prism-level Mission - Century Trader] that appeared before him, a look of confusion on his young face that seemed out of place for his age.

What is this thing?

He thought for a while, but found himself clueless, so he simply pouted.

"Forget it, thinking about it now is giving me a headache. Anyway, there are still two weeks left, so I'll just leave it for now."

Thinking about it this way, Zhu Zhanjun immediately felt much more relaxed.

Let's go to sleep first.

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The next morning, Zhu Zhanjun was still half asleep in bed when he was awakened by a soft knock on the door.

A young eunuch respectfully said from outside the door, "Your Highness Zhanjun, His Majesty has decreed that you should immediately proceed to the main hall for your studies after you rise. Do not be late."

Zhu Zhanjun rubbed his eyes, his mind racing.

go to school?

That won't work!

He still needs to figure out how to complete that "mastermind of the century" task.

Whether you want to make money or get things done, you can't do it without connections.

He had a sudden inspiration and said crisply to the door, "Go and tell Grandfather that I'm not going to the main hall; I need to see him. It's important!"

The young eunuch hesitated for a moment, but ultimately dared not disobey this young prince who dared to burn down the Eastern Palace and was still favored by His Majesty. He hurriedly ran to report.

About fifteen minutes later, Zhu Zhanjun was led to the warm pavilion of Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Di was reviewing memorials when he saw him enter. He put down his vermilion pen and said with a half-smile, "What's this? You said yesterday that keeping the old man company was boring, but today you've come to my door on your own initiative? I sent you to school, but you want to see me. What brings you here?"

Zhu Zhanjun bowed respectfully, then looked up at his grandfather with a serious expression and said, "Grandpa, I don't want to sit in the main hall like everyone else and study. I want to be the class monitor!"

"Class monitor?" Zhu Di was taken aback, his brows furrowing slightly. "What kind of position is this? I've only heard of class monitors and guards in the court. When did the term 'class monitor' come into use in schools?"

Zhu Zhanjun was prepared and immediately explained, "Grandfather, this title of 'class monitor' is one that I came up with myself."

"Think about it, there are many imperial grandsons and noble sons in the main hall, of varying ages and levels of education, but they are usually undisciplined and disorderly without anyone to manage them."

"The 'class monitor' that my grandson mentioned is the leader in the school."

"Assist the teacher in maintaining order, supervise classmates' homework, assign cleaning duties, organize recess activities, and mediate disputes in advance."

"In short, they are people who share the teacher's burdens and serve their classmates!"

As Zhu Di listened, a look of interest gradually appeared in his eyes.

He stroked his beard and asked, "Your idea is rather novel. But why do you want to be the 'class monitor'? Do you think it'll be fun, and want to boss others around and show off?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head repeatedly, and said seriously, "That's not it! Grandfather, I want to hone my abilities!"

"Think about it, if our grandson can be a good class monitor, he will need to learn how to be fair, how to win people over with virtue, how to coordinate with all parties, and how to manage affairs. Aren't these exactly the skills needed to assist the court and govern a region in the future?"

"As the ancients said, 'Cultivate oneself, regulate one's family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world.' So, I, your grandson, will begin cultivating myself by managing a school! Furthermore…"

"I caused trouble yesterday, and although Your Majesty has forgiven me, I am still uneasy. If I can become the class monitor and work diligently, it will be a way to make amends, share Your Majesty's burdens, and contribute to the cultivation of talent for the Ming Dynasty!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di gazed at his grandson's still-childish yet bright-eyed face, and a thought stirred within him.

Although this kid often acts silly, his words always contain a bit of twisted logic, and even reveal a shrewdness and ambition beyond his years.

Letting him be the "class monitor" might actually let us see what kind of trouble he can cause...

After a moment's hesitation, Zhu Di finally nodded slowly, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips: "Very well, I grant your request. From today onwards, the position of 'Class Monitor' will be established in the Grand Hall, and you, Zhu Zhanjun, will temporarily take over. I want to see what kind of tricks this young official can pull off."

Zhu Zhanjun was secretly delighted and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty! Your grandson will certainly not fail your trust!"

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Zhu Zhanjun was delighted to receive Zhu Di's oral decree and, without delay, immediately asked Meng Ji, the eunuch in charge of the Qianqing Palace, to accompany him to the Dabentang.

Although Meng Ji found the matter intriguing, since His Majesty had personally granted his request, he naturally dared not be negligent and respectfully followed behind the young prince.

The two arrived at the main hall one after the other. Before they even entered, they could hear the sound of reading aloud coming from inside, interspersed with Mr. Yang Rong's gentle voice explaining the meaning of the classics.

Zhu Zhanjun straightened his dark red round-necked robe embroidered with gold python patterns, held his head high, and strode inside.

Meng Ji followed closely behind, his expression solemn.

Inside the school, the students were sitting attentively listening to the lecture when Zhu Zhanjun suddenly entered with the Grand Eunuch Meng Ji. The reading aloud paused, and everyone turned to look at them with curiosity.

Yang Rong, who was on the podium, also stopped lecturing, frowned slightly, and looked at Zhu Zhanjun, wondering what this young prince, who had just caused a great disaster yesterday and was now "ordered" not to go to school, was up to.

Zhu Zhanjun walked to the front of the school and first bowed to Yang Rong, saying, "Mr. Yang."

He then turned around and nodded to Meng Ji.

Meng Ji understood, stepped forward, faced the crowd in the classroom, and cleared his throat.

"His Majesty's oral decree!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the school, including Yang Rong, immediately stood up and stood respectfully with their hands at their sides.

"The Imperial Grandson Zhu Zhanjun is intelligent, quick-witted, and full of ideas. To cultivate his talents, his request is granted, and the position of 'Class Monitor' will be temporarily established within the Great Hall, to be held by Zhu Zhanjun. The Class Monitor will assist the teachers, supervise studies, manage hall affairs, and coordinate with the students. All students are expected to understand and comply, and must not make any mistakes. So be it."

After the imperial edict was read, the school was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The students' faces showed a variety of emotions, including surprise, confusion, envy, and resentment.

Squad leader?

What kind of official is this?

Never heard of that before!

His Majesty actually created this position specifically for Zhu Zhanjun?

Yang Rong was also stunned for a moment, but as a seasoned official, he quickly recovered.

He stepped forward, bowed deeply towards the direction of the Qianqing Palace, and said in a deep voice, "Your subject, Yang Rong, receives the decree."

After saying that, he turned to Zhu Zhanjun, his eyes filled with complex emotions, but his tone remained calm: "Squad Leader Zhanjun, we will need to cooperate more in future affairs within the hall."

Zhu Zhanjun smiled and, mimicking an adult, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Yang, you are too kind. I am young and inexperienced, and I will need to learn more from my master in the future so that we can manage this Great Hall together."

Before he finished speaking, several people in the audience could no longer contain themselves.

Zhu Yi, the son of Duke Zhu Yong, was the first to stand up.

He was about eight or nine years old, with a robust and chubby face, and was also very straightforward.

Yesterday, Zhu Zhanjun's feat of "enlightenment in the fire" had already spread among the noble sons. Zhu Yi was captivated by the story and thought that this third prince of the Han family was incredibly bold and had very unusual ideas. Following him would certainly not be boring.

Upon hearing His Majesty's personal appointment, he immediately declared loudly, "I, Zhu Yi, am the first to accept the Third Prince as class leader! From now on, in this Great Hall, if you say east, I will never go west! Anyone who disobeys the class leader will have to face my fists first!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mao, the eldest son of Duke Zhang Fu of Yingguo, also stood up.

He was slightly older and more composed than Zhu Yi, but his eyes and brows also carried the sharpness unique to a family of military officers.

Zhang Mao cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is wise, and the Third Prince is exceptionally intelligent. I am completely convinced that he has been entrusted with this responsibility. From now on, all matters in the hall will be handled at your discretion, and I will do my best."

Zhu Zhanqi looked at his third brother's smug little face and laughed.

"Third brother... no, class monitor."

"Second brother... naturally supports you. If there's anything I need to do, just let me know."

Li Huan, son of Marquis Li Bin of Fengcheng, was tall and thin with bright eyes. He also stood up and said with a grin, "Brother Zhanjun, you truly deserve to be the class monitor! Under your leadership, our main hall will surely have a fresh start, and we can balance our studies and fun!"

Finally, Liu Zhong, son of Marquis Anyuan Liu Sheng, also clasped his hands in a simple and honest manner and said, "Liu Zhong will follow the squad leader's orders."

These five people expressed their opinions one after another. Although their intentions differed, they had formed a clear trend of supporting Zhu Zhanjun within the Great Hall.

Their fathers were all prominent and distinguished officials and generals in the army, so their statement carries considerable weight.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the noble sons of the imperial family who were "pledging their loyalty" in front of him, and a hint of cunning flashed in his dark eyes.

He coughed softly and put his little hands behind his back.

"Good! Since Grandfather trusts us, Mr. Yang agrees, and the brothers are so supportive, then from today onwards, our main hall must establish some new rules and can no longer be as lax as before!"

"Zhu Yi, take note of the following arrangements I have made."

Yang Rong: "???"

Zhu Yi was taken aback, then immediately became serious.

Zhu Zhanjun said calmly.

"Feng Zhuyi was appointed as the executive vice class monitor, vice class monitor, academic representative, and member of the class standing committee, responsible for overseeing the class's academic progress."

"Zhu Zhanqi is the class's life committee member, with the rank of committee member and a standing committee member of the class. He is mainly responsible for class affairs, setting up a snack cabinet for the class, and by the way, get me a bag of beef jerky."

"Zhang Mao is the discipline committee member, with the rank of committee member and a member of the class standing committee, mainly responsible for class discipline issues."

"Li Huan is the sports committee member, with the rank of committee member and a standing committee member of the class, responsible for sports-related activities in the class."

"Liu Zhong is the hygiene committee member, with the rank of committee member and is a member of the class standing committee, responsible for the hygiene of the class."

"The other subject representatives, such as Confucianism and mathematics, as well as the group leaders and deputy group leaders of each group, will be elected by the class committee after discussion."

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