The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

The sound of Hanlin's words fell, and suddenly he stood silent in the temple.

Are these people really silly or silly?

What do they mean?

Could it be ...

Many people have miserable faces, which are not good-looking.

What is Qingliu, Qingliu is equivalent to the representatives of the people. They check the people's sentiment and go to heaven to listen. Their main duty is to represent the people of the world to pick up the fault of the emperor and the court.

But now ...

These people are a bit stupid.

Yang Tinghe was a little ignorant.

This is not hundreds or thousands, it is hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and it is still in the vicinity of the capital. What a turbulent public opinion.

Yang Ting and Wan Wan didn't expect it. In the early morning, they didn't pay much attention to it, but now it has become a deadly blade.

Yang Tinghe said busyly: "Why do the people go to Xishan?"

Xiao Jing replied: "Not to mention, Xishan is recruiting dealers!"

Yang Tinghe was a bit chaotic, recruiting a thousand villagers, but came to hundreds of thousands of people, right.

Many of the Qingliu who came out just now were also a little ignorant and at a loss.

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned, but he could not turn a bit.

Yang Ting and Qiang Zuo calmed down: "Will anyone urge them to go, or is there any coercion of the people?"

Zhu Hou listened and was furious: "He Ting Yang, do you dare to defile this palace?"

Yang Tinghe said that he had lost his word and was busy: "Chen Wan died, but things are a bit strange. How can it not be so easy to find out such a big thing. Chen ... thought, he thought ... I should invite some people to come and ask clearly in person, Your Majesty, please ask His Majesty Enjun to act as a patrol officer to thoroughly investigate the cause of this matter. "

Emperor Hongzhi's face was a little cold, and he didn't really have a good impression of Yang Tinghe.

The man who had placed high hopes on him himself and helped him to assist the prince, now ... the original form is revealed.

"To ask, just ask here, but it's just a matter of two words, why bother with it." Zhu Hou was not angry.

At this time, the Manchu dynasty was all doubts.

What is going on here?

Such a big thing really should be clarified immediately.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "Xiao Jing ..."

Xiao Jing is waiting to be promised.

Yang Tinghe said: "Your Majesty, he thought that in order to convince the hundred officials, it would be better to let Shuntian House invite a few people at will."

He is really anxious now.

At this point, there is no possibility of retreating, only upstream.

It must have been the people of Zhenguo who bought these people, or Fang Jifan did something tricky.

As long as it is dismantled, the truth of the matter is naturally clear.

Emperor Hongzhi did not seem to blame Yang Tinghe. He was such a person. Even now, he hopes to leave Yang Ting and the last decent: "Then Shuntian House will immediately invite people."

In the temple, everyone suddenly became silent, and everyone had their own thoughts.

The movement of Suncheon House was extremely fast, and a moment of effort brought a dozen people to it.

These people were also frightened. They were escorted all the way into the palace. They were panic-stricken. When they looked at this majestic and dignified palace, some people were scared of urine. Only then arrived at the palace.

The seven or eight people, old and young, entered the hall, looked at the hundred officials around them, and the emperor Hongzhi who was above him, immediately scared and paralyzed most of them, unable to stand, kneeling and crying No .: "Caomin died forever. Caomin didn't know what crime he committed?"

"..."

This people is really real and can no longer be real.

Seeing their panic, some people were smiling.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Yang Qing's family, are you satisfied?"

Yang Ting and giggled in his heart, he knew that His Majesty had been very dissatisfied with himself, so deliberately asking in this way was quite ironic.

He had to pretend to be stupid: "Please ask His Majesty Rongchen to ask one or two."

"Be slow!" Emperor Hongzhi didn't rush to ask Yang Tinghe to ask, but got up and slowly moved to the public in front of these people.

These people were all in ragged clothes and covered with soil. Emperor Hongzhi even smelled a pee of urine. Apparently, someone really scared him.

Seeing them panicked, like a startled bird.

Emperor Hongzhi stared at them, their skin color was far darker and rougher than the hundred officials in this temple, and it even made people wonder whether they were of the same race. They often have many scars on their arms and calluses on their hands. These ... are real people, pretend, they can't pretend to come out.

Emperor Hongzhi exclaimed: "Please, please, don't be afraid, no one here harms you, just some questions, I want to ask you."

Emperor Hongzhi said that he had taken a fancy to an old man, who was probably sixty or seventy years old, rickety, and had many wrinkles on his dark face.

Emperor Hongzhi personally helped him up: "Don't worry, I am not a venomous beast, come here, move some Jindun to them, and give them a seat."

The eunuchs moved Jindun busy.

Emperor Hongzhi was very emotional.

He always read the admonition stele left by Emperor Taizuo Gao, with the words 'Erluerlu, the fat of the people and the people anointed, and the people easily abused and hard to be deceived by heaven' Most people obviously have left this admonition behind, although they often hang this sentence on their lips.

But today, looking at the panicked, skinny people, Emperor Hongzhi was more deeply aware of Emperor Taizu Gao, the man who climbed from the bottom to the throne of the emperor, and expressed his feelings when he said these words.

The emperor Hongzhi comforted the old man to sit down, and the old man calmed down a little, only saying repeatedly: "Waiting for generations, waiting for generations."

This makes some people can't help but can't help but the people are the emperor of all generations. What do you mean by your special waiting? curse?

Emperor Hongzhi did not mind, and reassured: "Someone will ask you later, they will ask you what you want to answer, don't be afraid, just speak freely, I am standing here to support you."

Lao Zhang nodded busy.

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Yang Tinghe.

Yang Tinghe hardly saw any flaws. If these ignorant people are not ordinary people, he really does not believe it.

Yang Ting and Ding Ding Shen thought to himself, no matter today, they should also ask to understand, to see what benefits these tens of thousands of people have given to the Crown Prince and Fang Jifan.

Yang Tinghe coughed: "Who is coming?"

Lao Zhang: "Liu Liuliu!"

Yang Tinghe smiled, and then said again: "Year square geometry?"

Liu Wuliu looked at this and Yan Yuese's emperor Hongzhi stood beside him, and his heart gradually calmed down, saying: "Three out of thirty."

"what?"

There was some restlessness in the temple.

This man clearly looked at the age of fifty or sixty.

Even Her Majesty called her old husband, how do you look, it is not like a 33-year-old brother.

The age of Emperor Hongzhi is not much different from this person. The two men are together, one white, one dark, one complexion, one face is full of wrinkles, the difference is afraid of another two generations.

See many people whispering or casting doubts.

Liu Wuli said busy: "Caomin has a yellow book and is from Lulong County, Yongping Prefecture, Beizhili ..."

Yang Tinghe waved his hand: "Okay, don't need to take it out, the officer will naturally believe you are."

"In truth, who taught you to go to Xishan from Yongping House?"

Yang Tinghe dug a trap. He didn't ask if there was, but asked who encouraged him.

Liu Wuliu said: "Ah ... I ... someone taught me ..."

Yang Tinghe listened, the spirit was shocked, and the rest of Qingliu also cheered up.

"Who is this person?" Yang Tinghe's tone was harsh, and he was quite a bit of a judge.

Liu Wuliu was terrified, and busy, said: "It's my father, my father ... and Liu Baochang ..."

His dad didn't hurt, but this Liu Baochang ... Yang Tinghe seemed to catch something at once: "Why does this Liu Baochang teach you?"

Ai Ai said in the Liu's fifth or sixth period: "He said that I was in my thirties and had not yet married a wife. All year round, it was also a failure to eat three meals a day, and also said that my mother was sick, which girl would marry me. Liu Baochang was in my family's five clothes. Dear, he ca n’t see the past, saying that now Xishan recruits a banker, he must go quickly. If he does n’t, he will be late. "

"..."

Yang Tinghe's face changed: "Why do you have to go quickly?"

"This ... everyone in the four towns and villages of Yongping Prefecture knows that you are an official in Jingli, but you don't know?"

"..."

Yang Tinghe was a little ignorant.

In fact, many people are ignorant.

Liu Wuliu said: "Do you know that in Xishan, everyone eats white noodles, don't you know? White noodles, there is no sand mixed in it, snow-white rice, one by one, I heard that they eat it, yes Sweet."

"Just this?" Yang Ting was disdainful, but in his heart ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ had a bad hunch.

Liu Wuliu said: "I heard that I sometimes kill dolphins, and I can share some during the holidays. Then sweet potatoes and potatoes are enough."

Liu Wuliu said here, his eyes lighted up, and he began to blaze: "I heard that I have to work, and there are wages. After one month, three or two silver, eh, this is quite a lot. We usually plan in the ground. People who have eaten food have seen so many silvers. There are hundreds of copper plates throughout the year, so thank you. "

Liu Wuliu broke his finger. When he came, he only knew that Xishan was a good place, but he followed his fellow villagers all the way and exchanged knowledge with each other. The knowledge began to be enriched: "With money and food, I can build a house in the future. House, you can marry a daughter-in-law, marry a daughter-in-law can give birth to a baby, give birth to a baby, and still be able to read to the doll, the officials in Jingli, don't you live this kind of day? I can't cultivate such a blessing in my entire life, I came early For two days, I did n’t dare to enter the city, so I set up a shed and waited in the outer city. Who would have overslept and had n’t gone to apply, was taken by the people from Suncheon ... ”

"I ..." Liu Wuliu cried, crying very sadly. Instead of worrying about the offenders guilty of him, he now missed his happy life: "I'm suffering, my life is wow, if I can enter Xishan, there was a prince under the princes, and I was given a job, my mother ’s illness would be saved, and my father could also hold his grandson ... I ’m suffering, I ’d rather die. "