Daming: I Wanted to Be a Beggar, but Lao Zhu Asked Me to Be a National Preceptor

Ling Feng opened his eyes and was stunned. Others traveled through time and were either kings or marquises. He directly parachuted into the Hongwu Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty and became a beggar. Immediately he slapped his thigh and shouted at the street entrance: "Zhu Chongba! I, Ling Feng, have a clever plan to make Ming Fu flow smoothly. Come and pick him up quickly!" Passerby: "This beggar is crazy for wanting to behead him!" Unexpectedly, these words really hit Zhu Yuanzhang. Lao Zhu held the knife in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Bring this bold beggar here, I want to see what flowers he can tell!" Ling Feng was escorted to the Jinluan Hall. He twisted his calf and said harshly: "Your Majesty, don't behead me first! I'll teach you how to do assembly line weaving and high-yield potatoes, and you will make the national treasury fat three times a year!" Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will let you end up like this coward!" Ling Feng was anxious: "Really! I also know that when you were a child, you herded cattle for the landlord..." Lao Zhu: "Stop! Go on!"