Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Emperor Hongzhi said three good words in a row.

Zhu Zaimo can understand the mood of the emperor's grandfather very well, and said: "I heard from my teacher that if a gentry wants to satisfy their appetite, it is difficult. If you let him have a thousand acres of fertile land, he will want more; but the common people, It is easy to satisfy them. Giving them a bite of food, a few liters of food, and letting them tide over the difficulties can make them desperate and grateful. In the past, Sun Chen didn't believe it, but now... he probably understands what it means gone."

Emperor Hongzhi wiped away his tears, nodded slowly: "Yes, you are right, remember your teacher's words."

Apart from the car driving, when the imperial car was driving halfway, the momentum became more and more violent, and the countless voices of long live broke through the sky.

In the beginning, many disaster victims were only organized by practitioners.

But when I got here, I saw the emperor's car.

The tradition of imperial power for thousands of years has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Moreover, when Emperor Hongzhi was in power, even they knew that the world is peaceful and generally peaceful. Although the people are still living in hardship, it is not known how much better than before.

They also knew a thing or two about the rumors about Emperor Hongzhi's diligent administration.

What's more, when they fell into the despair of the catastrophe at the beginning, and then the government began to give them a glimmer of hope. Countless people, for their survival, transferred and relocated them, provided them with rations along the way, and sent people among them to settle down. They built a canteen, built a school, built a medical center, recommended jobs to them, and distributed bedding to them. All these things are right in front of them, and they are unforgettable. Thinking about it at this moment, this is not a way to save lives. Well what is it?

Ever since, many people were also immersed in it, saying that it was the crown prince and Qi Guogong who were working hard, and the students of Xishan Academy also helped a lot. Endless money and food, let everyone tide over the difficulties?

Many people are already weeping.

From the very beginning, they shouted in unison, but began to become choked and hysterical.

Under such emotions, some people couldn't help but beat their chests and feet, and some began to try to push forward excitedly.

Fortunately, there are enough people to stabilize the situation.

But this scene was a little out of control, countless people bowed down one after another, and bowed again after getting up.

Zhu Houzhao rode a horse and walked in front. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help clicking his tongue. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the imperial chariot. His father was in the chariot. He didn't know what it was like. The next moment, Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan, He said with emotion: "Old Fang, you still have a way."

Fang Jifan's heart was heavy. When he came to this world, he made a wish to change the world and make it a better place. Today...he heard that my emperor is long live, so he is grateful to himself.

When a man is alive, he should establish an indomitable fame, at the top he will serve the emperor, and at the bottom he will defend the people. If it is beneficial to the country, even if there are hundreds of deaths, there will be no heel.

Except for the word "Hundred Deaths", which is worth discussing, Fang Jifan has done the rest.

He took a deep breath and was a little moved, but he couldn't let Zhu Houzhao underestimate him, and smiled at Zhu Houzhao: "Where, where, it's nothing. His Royal Highness is also very good. The sweater is so good that no one else can do it."

This was a small sarcasm, Fang Jifan was used to beating Zhu Houzhao.

But unexpectedly, Zhu Houzhao didn't know if he didn't hear the harsh word knitting, but his eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "You are right, I am not only good at knitting sweaters, I can also... "

The words behind him were drowned out by the raging voices.

Anyway, Fang Jifan didn't bother to listen.

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Around Yu Jia, all the officials were shocked.

Liu Jian looked in front of him in astonishment, and heard the countless deafening voices.

At first, he thought that this might...was the prince's plan behind the scenes, intentionally.

He couldn't help thinking in his heart that the prince was quite resourceful.

But then, when he saw the faces and the hysterical, almost hoarse voice, Liu Jian's heart shook.

These emotions...are real.

It is absolutely impossible to fake.

Suddenly, he felt heavy in his heart.

What's this?

This is what the people want.

Your Majesty has been enshrined in Zen for several months. During these few months, what did His Highness the Crown Prince do to cause this popular aspiration?

Behind them, Li Dongyang and Xie Qian looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Xiao Jing couldn't understand even more, he couldn't understand, this dark crowd, hundreds of thousands of people are here, but they are in order, the frightening thing is, the emotions they erupted, there is no false element.

It comes from the heart, and it couldn't be more real.

All the officials had their own concerns, some were complicated, some were thoughtful, and some were pale with fright at the scene.

Every step they took, as if their thighs were filled with lead, was extremely heavy, and the sound of cheers made them naturally think of many words in the Four Books and Five Classics.

This...is the people!

Zeng Jie was among the crowd. He had been weighing whether he had already persuaded His Majesty and whether he should continue to increase his strength all the way, but now, he watched all this dumbfounded, and his whole body... trembled.

A sense of fear spontaneously emerged from the bottom of his heart, permeating his whole body.

His Royal Highness... This is the arrangement of His Royal Highness.

And the hundreds of thousands of people, being at the mercy of His Highness the Crown Prince, are willing to enjoy it.

Most importantly, they all praised His Majesty's rain and dew in unison, which...

Ruined.

Zeng Jie's head was in a daze, and he became dizzy all of a sudden, his eyes darkened.

And the colleagues around him, who were walking with him, began to hasten their pace without knowing it, as if deliberately leaving him behind.

Like avoiding the plague god, everyone tried their best to avoid him, even if they were breathing the same air with him, they felt as if they were going to beheaded.

Subconsciously, Zeng Jie looked at Xiao Jing who was beside the imperial chariot.

He panicked, and stepped forward quickly: "Eunuch Xiao, Eunuch Xiao..."

He timidly wanted to shout, Zeng Jie felt that he should discuss with Eunuch Xiao how to turn the matter around and see if there was room for it.

But Xiao Jingli ignored him.

Zeng Jie became even more anxious, and shouted again, attracting the attention of others.

At this moment, Xiao Jing almost wanted to kill someone, he looked back, looking at Zeng Jie like a knife.

Frightened by this look, Zeng Jie took a step back subconsciously.

"Go away!" Xiao Jing warned him.

Mr. Xiao...

Zeng Jie is about to cry, how can he get out of here, the disaster is imminent, he followed Xiao Jing step by step, at this time, he is like a person who fell into the water, what should he do if he can't swim, isn't Eunuch Xiao the one that saved his life Straw?

Xiao Jing was confused, this guy, could it be that he wants to drag himself into the water?

Xiao Jing's face became miserable, and he began to plan desperately in his mind.

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to more than a thousand steps.

Suddenly, it was as if the rehearsal had been completed.

A group of people began to appear in the Tao.

The leaders are all old people.

Life at seventy is rare since ancient times.

In this era, people who can live to the age of seventy are very rare. In history, a certain emperor of later generations held a banquet for thousands of seniors, and invited officials and people over the age of sixty-five. The number of people who could attend the banquet was only a mere two thousand. people only.

Most of the disaster victims are poor people, and there are even fewer people who can reach this age.

Headed by a total of six old men, they went up the street, followed by a group of little girls and old women.

These six people all have white beards and hair, the leader is Zheng Qing, he is already bald, and only has a thin white beard under his jaw, he walks, leaning on a stick, trembling slightly.

An old house where a treasure.

This means that in this era, it is extremely difficult to support an old man. Therefore, people not only have a heart of respect for people with long lives, but also respect people who have old people in their families.

The car stopped abruptly.

At this time, the voice of Long Live gradually became weaker.

In the group, liaison officers like Zhao Mu kept reminding the surroundings.

Attention all groups, stop shouting.

...

Xiao Jing was beside the car, at this moment, his heart was extremely complicated.

It was still the crown prince playing with the Guild of Qi, and all the old men came out.

Xiao Jing's heart was desperate.

He lightly knocked on the door of the carriage, and said: "Your Majesty, there is an old man in front of you, worshiping in the way."

old man...

Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

The country governs the world with filial piety, and the emperor is an example for the people of the world.

Therefore, respecting and respecting the elderly is what the emperor must do.

Emperor Hongzhi did not dare to neglect, and ordered the team to stop moving forward.

Then, Xiao Jing opened the car door.

It was a long journey, although the equipment was poor, but Emperor Hongzhi got out of the car, and at the moment when his toes landed in the eyes of thousands of people, Emperor Hongzhi subconsciously straightened his clothes.

If I had known this earlier, I should have come here wearing a crown and uniform.

He was only wearing a casual dress, which seemed to be a pity.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his head, and all the officials came to the car door to salute.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes without looking at them.

As soon as he saw the emperor got out of the car.

In the group, the liaison officers began to direct.

Attention all groups, salute.

Hurrah... Thousands of people bowed down, like the wind blowing wheat waves, countless heads drooped.

"Long live my emperor!"

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were a little red again.

He took a deep breath, and he must not be rude at this time.

He winked at Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing was in a trance, but he didn't respond.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Emperor Hongzhi was the one who paid the most attention to etiquette, how could he have imagined that at this time, Xiao Jing had lost the chain.

He was slightly angry.

When Xiao Jing came back, he saw something wrong with Emperor Hongzhi's eyes, he reacted, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Pingshen, Your Majesty has an order, you don't need to be polite."

The place where his voice can reach is not far away.

But the people nearby got up one after another.

Seeing this, the other common people also started to move naturally. This huge momentum shocked people.

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The second chapter is delivered, and I continue to ask for a monthly ticket with tears in my eyes.

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