I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

"Why, let you pick an official and don't pick it?" Zhu Xiongying frowned and said: "Forget it, I took a look, there is an impeachment of that criminal department attendant, you go and take him down, go and be the criminal department attendant yourself, just help me deal with these mistakes." "

"Erm..."

Daotong didn't even react, so he hugged the bunch of heavy ministers and was driven out by Zhu Xiongying.

As soon as he came out of the door, he was blown by the cool breeze, and he suddenly woke up.

He suddenly only felt that those in his arms were extremely hot.

That's the dukes, the marquis's slack, those big people's slack, generally only Zhu Yuanzhang can handle!

Zhu Xiongying's handling of these omissions is already a bit irregular.

As a result, he was now casually thrown to himself by Zhu Xiongying?

Taisun really doesn't take the emperor ~ power seriously at all!

Or do you say... That's how he trusts himself that he can handle this matter with confidence-?

He only felt that his heart was in turmoil, and he was bombarded with these shocking news in turns, but he forgot for a while that there was still one more thing to report today...

That is the world-famous Taoist grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, who has recently written to help deal with the possible outbreak of the plague, and now I am afraid that he has reached the disaster area...

Zhang Sanfeng is already a hundred years old, everywhere he goes, he is very respected, originally he came here, Zhu Xiongying had to be treated, but now Daotong can still take care of this, and forgot the news for a while.

The turmoil on the court passed so quietly, and the construction site was already on the right track without being affected in the slightest.

If there is any impact, it is that in the next few days, all kinds of materials from the capital have become more abundant than ever.

The entire disaster area has been completely turned into a huge construction site, with young and strong people busy building roads and working, while the elderly, women and children are helping to boil water, cook, collect firewood and other light tasks.

The road is full of people and busy, and if it were not for the flooded fields along the way, it seems that this place has not been affected.

Anyway, Zhang Sanfeng came from Wudang Mountain not far away, bringing his apprentice Song Yuanqiao, and when he came here, both master and apprentice were a little at a loss...

"Master, this is the place of catastrophe you mentioned?"

Song Yuanqiao looked confused and saw that a group of men were shouting trumpets, pulling stone mills, and leveling the ground there.

Although these men are not very strong, they also have the strength to shout the trumpet.

This is also a starving person?

That's not right!

"Master, did you hear the wrong news? Is there no disaster here, or is it not as bad as you think? "

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but look at Zhang Sanfeng with some doubt.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head hesitantly: "No, there were disaster victims who fled all the way to the vicinity of Wudang Mountain before, and they won't lie." "

"What's that about?" Song Yuanqiao was puzzled.

"This..." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head in puzzlement, a month ago, he heard that several counties in Jiangning had been affected, so he rushed overnight.

After all, there will be a great epidemic after the catastrophe, and he has some Qi Huang skills, which is to cure the disease.

As a result, since entering the legendary disaster area, I have not seen any plague spreading, and the people are not living, but they are still quite prosperous!

If he hadn't seen that there were still signs of flooding here, he really wondered if the so-called disaster was really exaggerated?

Just when the master and apprentice were puzzled, they suddenly only heard a movement in front of them, and they only saw that there were several large cauldrons set up, and porridge was boiled inside.

Seeing this, the surrounding workers who were building roads stopped work one after another and picked up dishes and chopsticks

"It seems that this local official is virtuous in government, and he has not forgotten to give porridge, no wonder the people here have a lot of lives."

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed.

After speaking, he also walked over, ready to receive a bowl of porridge to drink, well, Zhang Zhenren also needs to eat.

The two masters and apprentices were very kind along the way, even distributing food to beggars who were about to starve to death, but after coming to the disaster area, they did not encounter too many beggars, basically people with arms and legs were busy working there.

The two of them came all the way here by relying on the art of opening the valley.

But the valley is only temporarily fasting, and when there is an opportunity to eat, I still have to eat some food to replenish my physical strength.

When he arrived at the porridge pot, Song Yuanqiao was shocked and said: "Master, look, this porridge is so thick. "

Thick indeed.

Although the porridge in the cauldron is just a mixture of various grains, what is rare is that the portion is enough, and a large bowl can at least make people full.

You know, they have traveled to many places over the years, and when they encounter disasters in other places, even if they give porridge, it is only clear soup and little water.

It can only make you barely starve to death.

That's it, already a good official.

But compared with the current pot of porridge, those so-called good officials are simply nothing.

"I'm afraid that the officials here have not embezzled a penny."

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed with emotion, he has lived for a hundred years, and he has long developed the ability to see and know.

Just from this pot of porridge, many situations can be seen.

For example, this disaster relief official is as clean as water, and there is no corruption at all, otherwise he would definitely not be able to cook such a thick porridge.

In addition, the relief official must be able to restrain his subordinates and make them as clean as he is.

In this way, disaster relief food can be distributed without loss.

And most importantly.

He has to have a good heart!

In this world, it is the most rare thing to have such kindness...

"It should be a blessing for the people to have such officials for government disaster relief."

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Although he had never met the disaster relief officials, he was deeply impressed in his heart.

As a result, when these words fell, an old man next to him who was holding a bowl and receiving porridge was suddenly unhappy: "I said old Taoist, what do you mean by this?" "

"Huh?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned.

"You're still playing the fool!" The old man said unhappily: "You say that the credit goes to the disaster relief officials, but who in the whole Jiangning does not know that the disaster situation can be controlled so well, thanks to His Royal Highness the Taisun!" "

"Grandson?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, but he didn't care about the other party's tone, but asked sincerely: "Dare to ask what does this have to do with the grandson?" "

"You really don't know, do you?"

At this time, not only the old man, but also the people who came to receive the porridge around him all looked at Zhang Sanfeng and others strangely, as if they felt incredible that Zhang Sanfeng and others did not know Zhu Xiongying's name.

"That's it, I'll explain it to you." The old man said simply: "Do you know what Jiangning counties were like before?" "

"I don't know..."

"Corrupt officials run rampant, and the people do not have a good life!"

The old man said solemnly: "At that time, the old man and I also had more than ten acres of good land at home, but after a disaster, there was nothing!" "

"It is so easy to bring the relief people, but their grain is to be sold to us! We have no money, so we can only sell the eldest girl and the good field to them! "

As soon as these words came out, they immediately evoked everyone's memories, and one by one gritted their teeth and said: "That's right, those officials also asked us to stay where we were and not allowed to go out to beg, God, this is to starve us to death at home!" "

"Kong Xiyan of heaven killing, he is still a descendant of Kong Saint, shit!"

"And what about later?" Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and was also curious while sighing.

In fact, the situation in the mouth of these old men is the disaster area in his cognition.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters and hunger are everywhere, and he came here for this reason.

But that's obviously not the case now.

"Later? Later, His Royal Highness the Taisun came! "

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly became excited, as if the cloudy old eyes had light:

"His Royal Highness the Taisun comes, first kill all the corrupt officials, that is called a pain!"

"He confiscated all the family property of those corrupt officials, exchanged it for grain, and provided relief to us, if it weren't for His Highness's resolute behavior, I would have starved to death long ago!"

At this point, the surrounding people remembered bitterly and sweetly, and also said one after another: "And the grandson also returned the land that my family sold to my family!" "

"My eldest daughter was also returned by the grandson!"

"What is it that your eldest girl is back? The grandson was kind and allowed my daughter-in-law to stay and be his maid, and she would have no worries about food and clothing in the future! "

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, but after a slight hesitation, he said: "But isn't the grandson only seven years old?" "

Among the nobles of Wang Sun, there are not people without outstanding talents.

But Zhu Xiongcai is only a seven-year-old child. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Although he offered sweet potatoes and potatoes, fire bolts and other things, most of them belonged to "utensils".

As long as you do have talent in this area, it is acceptable for a seven-year-old to invent this.

However, this kind of disaster relief is different from the invention of "tools", which requires mastery of people's hearts and the dispatch of materials.

These require experience, and it is very deep!

Zhang Sanfeng asked himself, even if he did it himself, he couldn't do it now.

Zhu Xiongying, a seven-year-old child, can really implement so many good policies?

This made him mutter, is this the work of the grandson, or is there an official who governs and gives all the credit to the grandson?

As a result, the old man was even more unhappy: "You old way of talking so uninformed, what happened at the age of seven?" The grandson of the people is the descendant of God! Have you seen asphalt roads? That is, the grandson is on the construction site, instructing the big guys to repair, can this still be fake? "

"Asphalt road?" Zhang Sanfeng wondered, although he saw the road building along the way, the workers were only building the foundation, but they had not seen any asphalt, so he was confused at this time.

"Hehe, you really don't know this old way, forget it, when you see it with your own eyes, you will know." When the old man saw that he didn't even understand this, he was a little disdainful.

Song Yuanqiao looked strange on the sidelines.

My own master is 100 years old, going south and north, and has never seen anything? A Taoist scholar is even more exhaustive, even Zhu Yuanzhang will treat him as a guest.

Now he is told by an old farmer that he has not seen it?

Who in the world still has insight?

Is it just that grandson?

He was suddenly a little unconvinced: "That grandson is very kind-hearted, but he was in the year of the great calamity, and he was sent to serve in the conscription, which is a little wrong." "

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As a result, the words fell.

"You dare to slander the grandson?"

"Who said that Taisun Zhengfa was conscripted!"

"What do you mean by a Taoist priest? Quickly apologize to the grandson! "

When the people saw that he was a little disrespectful to Zhu Xiongying, they immediately became furious, and instantly surrounded him.

"Don't be angry..." Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly stopped it, not angry at all, but said with a sincere face: "Lao Dao and my apprentice, it is indeed short-sighted, my apprentice has no bad intentions, but he just doesn't understand the deep meaning of Taisun, if there is any offense, please Haihan." "

"You're still right."

The old man snorted lightly and said: "Forget it, Taisun said that those who don't know are not guilty, but you have to be clear about the reason, so as not to talk nonsense again and hurt Taisun's reputation in the future." "

"I'm not quick to apologize." Zhang Sanfeng then frowned and glanced at Song Yuanqiao.

Song Yuanqiao said, "Please also ask the old man to stop his anger and solve the confusion of the poor road." "

"This is almost the same..." The old man said lightly: "Listen up, the grandson has never been requisitioned for any conscription, I wait for the work, all of them are paid!" "

"Cash-for-work?" Song Yuanqiao was stunned, and then suddenly said: "That is indeed the act of a sage." "

"Probably that's what it means, anyway, after His Highness gave the money, he encouraged me to wait for the newly built road and go out for business, and he also paid me the road fee, and His Highness even gave me instructions on where to do business..."

"This method is even better!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he was immediately shocked.

The strategy of cash-for-work has existed since ancient times, but Zhu Xiongying is now on the basis of this cash-for-work solution.

After the ancients paid for work, although the people had some savings in their hands, they could only continue to farm honestly and had no other source of income.

When the next catastrophe comes, it is impossible to say that there will be another fight against poverty.

No wonder Zhu Xiongying gave priority to building roads, which he had long thought about, and after the disaster relief was over, the people would let them go out to do business when they had money in their hands.

No farm is unstable, no business is not rich!

Once the trade route is opened, the people's savings will only increase, and even if the catastrophe comes again in the future, the local people will not be able to plant land, but there will still be other ways to live!

This is the long-term peace and stability policy!

"The grandson is really better than the ancient sages..."

Thinking of this, even with Zhang Sanfeng's insight, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

If before he only admired and admired Zhu Xiongying, now he is simply shocked.

How did a seven-year-old kid come up with such a good idea?

Is it really the same as these people said, Zhu Xiongying is a god and man incarnated?

It's just that when he was thinking about it, he finally got his turn to receive porridge, and at this time, he also found that the people who received the porridge were all old people.

The young and strong men were not in a hurry, but they were still squatting and waiting in the shade of the trees.

"With the wise monarch ruling the world, the people here have become simple, and the young people know to be polite to the elderly, and there are really three generations of legacy."

He just sighed from his heart, and for a moment he felt this scene, and wanted to politely let those young people come over and eat first.

And then......

"It's time for dinner!"

Suddenly, only a shout was heard.

Follow the other cauldron, open it together, and the inside is actually full of meat dishes!

In addition, in the cauldron next to it, it is not thick porridge, but rice with white flowers!

Those young and strong men, only then took the big pottery bowl, rushed up, and lined up to eat.

Everyone can receive two pieces of meat, and some people don't have time to walk away and eat slowly, and just received the meal, and they are eating it there!

Even though he had suffered a lot of shocks today, seeing this scene, Zhang Sanfeng's whole person was stunned.

Is that...... Meat?

The victims here can actually eat meat?

Song Yuanqiao next to him also turned his head to look at the old man in shock: "Uncle, what's going on?" "

The old man also received the porridge, and drank it there, without raising his eyelids and said with disdain: "How?" Hungry? "

"No, how do they have meat?" Song Yuanqiao was shocked.

Isn't that a disaster victim? Isn't this a disaster area?

Whose disaster victims can eat meat!

Immeasurable Tianzun, is this still a disaster area!

"Well, haven't you seen it?" The old farmer said proudly: "Don't say you haven't seen it, old man, I have lived for decades, and it is the first time I have seen this kind of disaster relief!" "

"His Highness said, heavy labor must eat well, each meal must have two pieces of meat, I wait to do light work, eat porridge, but no matter whether you eat meat and drink porridge, you must be full!"

"This..." At this time, Song Yuanqiao couldn't hold his mouth together: "Where did His Highness get so much money?" "

The imperial court's disaster relief will make you hungry at most, and it is impossible to let you eat meat no matter what!

This is also outrageous!

However, speaking of this, the old man's face suddenly turned gloomy: "This is all His Highness's own money." "

"The money that His Majesty rewarded him, His Highness's own money, and even the private money that His Highness's mother subsidized him, were all used by His Highness to distribute food to the workers."

"This..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was stunned suddenly, and Song Yuanqiao was even more stupid.

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