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

As soon as Zhu Zhanjun finished speaking, the Great Hall fell silent.

The noble sons who were called upon immediately wore smug smiles.

At that moment, Zhu Zhanjun spoke again.

"Furthermore, I've decided to establish a class committee!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzz of discussion arose.

"Class committee?" Zhu Yi scratched her head and was the first to ask, "Class monitor, what is this 'class committee'? It sounds even newer than 'class monitor'."

"Yes, Your Highness," Li Huan chimed in, his eyes shining, "These committee members and all that committee member stuff, they sound like officials? Do you think they can appoint officials in our school?"

Although Zhang Mao did not speak, his eyes clearly showed inquiry.

Zhu Zhanqi was even more direct. He patted Zhu Zhanjun on the shoulder with a smile: "Third brother, you're both class monitor and committee member, with distinctions between leaders and deputy leaders, and different ranks. You've got it all set up. Tell your second brother... no, tell our colleagues on the class committee, what exactly are these rules? How much power do we 'officials' have?"

Mr. Yang Rong, who was on the podium, had a furrowed brow and forgot to put down the book in his hand.

He had taught at the Grand Hall for many years and had never seen such an "organization".

It's one thing for the imperial grandson to act recklessly, but His Majesty actually allowed it?

This "class committee" doesn't sound like something a scholar should be doing.

Zhu Zhanjun remained completely calm in the face of the barrage of questions from the crowd.

He cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and took a couple of steps.

"Silence!" He first shouted in Zhu Di's usual tone, and after the hall quieted down a bit, he explained, "The so-called 'Class Committee' is our main hall's 'mini-court,' the core team that assists our class leader in managing hall affairs!"

He pointed to Zhu Yi and the others: "The executive vice class monitor, study committee member, discipline committee member, sports committee member, hygiene committee member, and life committee member who were just appointed are the first batch of 'cabinet ministers' of the class committee! Each has their own duties and responsibilities are clearly defined."

"Power?" Zhu Zhanjun's dark eyes darted around, and his voice rose a few decibels. "Vast power!"

"For example, the class monitor, Zhu Yi," he looked at Zhu Yi, "has the right to check the completion of all classmates' homework, summarize academic difficulties with the teacher, and organize 'mutual aid groups' to help struggling classmates. If anyone repeatedly fails to hand in their homework, the class monitor can report to the class monitor and me... cough cough, to discuss punishment!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yi immediately puffed out his chest and swept his tiger-like eyes over the several lazy and idle young men of Xun Gui, who immediately shrank back.

"Discipline Committee Member Zhang Mao," Zhu Zhanjun said, looking at Zhang Mao again, "is responsible for recording violations such as making noise in the classroom, being late, leaving early, and being improperly dressed. First offense: warning; second offense: copying a book; third offense... well, the class monitor can be notified to suspend their right to play during breaks, and even... contact their parents!" He deliberately dragged out the last three words.

Zhang Mao nodded calmly, his gaze now carrying a scrutinizing quality as he began to examine the postures of everyone in the hall.

"Sports Committee Member Li Huan," Zhu Zhanjun said with a smile, "from now on, you will be in charge of organizing extracurricular activities such as Cuju (ancient Chinese football), archery, and horseback riding. Regular small competitions can be held, and the winners... I, the class monitor, can request some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones from the Emperor as a reward!"

Li Huan beamed with joy, as if he could already see himself organizing a lively competition.

"Hygiene Committee Member Liu Zhong," Zhu Zhanjun patted Liu Zhong on the shoulder, "is not only in charge of sweeping. You'll also be responsible for supervising the cleanliness of the classroom every day, ensuring the windows are spotless, desks and chairs are tidy. There will be a regular 'Cleanliness Star' competition, and those who perform poorly... will be responsible for cleaning the pens and inkstones of the entire class for a week!"

Liu Zhong nodded earnestly, "Don't worry, class monitor, I'll make sure the place where everyone studies is bright and clean!"

"As for the class's life committee member, Zhu Zhanqi," Zhu Zhanjun looked at his second brother with a sly smile, "besides managing class supplies and setting up the snack cabinet, the most important thing... is understanding everyone's needs. For example, who needs paper and pens, who wants to change seats, or who has a conflict that needs mediation—all of these can be reported to the life committee member first. Second brother, this is a crucial position connecting everyone and keeping everyone calm; it's like... well, the 'chief steward' of the class committee!"

Zhu Zhanqi was stunned. He didn't expect that his role as the "snack manager" committee member had so many intricacies. But the title of "head housekeeper" sounded impressive, so he smiled and agreed.

"Then... what about us?" A student from the class couldn't help but raise his hand, asking expectantly, "Class monitor, can we be 'committee members' too? Or... class representatives, group leaders, anything would be fine!"

"Yeah, class monitor, give him a chance!"

"I think the math class representative would be perfect!"

"I want to be the group leader!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall became lively, and many disciples stared intently at Zhu Zhanjun.