Grande Ming: Meu pai é Zhu Yuanzhang, não é exagero eu ser o Príncipe Despreocupado, certo?

Eighth year of the Hongwu era, Yingtian Prefecture.

"My lord, run! His Majesty has sent the Imperial Guards to arrest you!"

"What? Has that old geezer lost his mind? I only pawned that worn-out inkstone for a bit of pocket money. Is that really worth all this?"

"Looks like I'll have to appreciate the arts another time. Sigh..."

Before he could finish grumbling, the young man cast a lingering, regretful glance at the Pleasure District and prepared to bolt.

"Your Highness, I just saw the Imperial Guards on the street. If you don't run faster, you'll be dragged back to the palace and won't be able to get out of bed for days!" a merchant teased, laughing as he watched the youth.

"You dare mock me? Just wait until I have time—I'll settle this with you!" The young man bared his teeth in a fierce grimace, though he didn't stop to argue and hurried away.

"My lord, you’d better focus on escaping His Majesty’s clutches first! Hahahaha!"

As for the revenge the youth spoke of, the merchant didn't take it seriously. In fact, everyone in Yingtian Prefecture knew of this young man. He was Zhu Shuang, Prince of Qin and the legitimate second son of the current Ming Emperor, Hongwu. Though he frequently provoked the Emperor’s fury, he treated the common people with great kindness, inheriting the benevolence of Empress Ma.

But the current Zhu Shuang was no longer the cruel and absurd Prince of Qin described in history books; he was a corporate