Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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In the past, in front of several cabinet students, Zhu Houzhao could only be taught, but now seeing Xie Qian being speechless by his own words...

Zhu Houzhao suddenly came alive, just looking at Xie Qian and these people, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, these people... It seems that it is not easy to deal with them.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said: "What can you do?"

Xie Qian said: "I can help the disaster."

"..." Zhu Houzhao frowned, swept his eyes over the dozen or so people, and said, "Go and do the laundry. The clothes of many students are smelly. Although there are women who help wash them, they can't wash them." You also have to bring your children to help men do things.”

"What?" Xie Qian was taken aback for a moment, and then became a little angry. He thought His Royal Highness was humiliating himself, so he couldn't help but said, "Your Highness, my subject..."

"Will you wash or not? It's fine if you don't wash. You can only get one rice ball for one meal, two meals a day, and you can't live in a shed, you have to live outside." Zhu Houzhao didn't give them the slightest chance to refute.

Xie Qian: "..."

The majestic cabinet scholar came here to provide disaster relief, and now he is doing laundry for you?

But Shen Wen and the others behind nodded hurriedly and said: "Okay, okay, Your Highness has ordered, that's it, it's an extraordinary time."

Having found their son, Shen Wen and the others felt confident.

Xie Qian still wanted to say something, but Zhu Houzhao had already snatched the sack from Fang Jifan's hand, and casually put the sack on his shoulder, saying, "Look carefully, no one here is idle. Yes! It’s not bad for me to carry a stone and let you do laundry, why don’t you try this stone too?”

"..."

Xie Qian looked at the calm sack, and finally fell silent.

People are under the roof...

So more than a dozen people were assigned to the well, where they were given needles and threads. The task was to wash and sew clothes. They had three meals a day, one rice ball in the morning and two meals at noon and evening, barely enough to fill their stomachs.

It's just that there are too many women by the well.

Some women couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing an official's eyes squinted, his eyes were almost cross-eyed, and he still couldn't get through the needle, a woman said with a Shanxi accent: "It's not like this, it's not like this." Yes, come... let me teach you."

Not only learning to thread a needle, but sewing clothes is also a science. Xie Qian sat cross-legged, holding the end of the thread, put it in his mouth and sipped it. It was the third day. At the end, while sewing the clothes, he said with emotion: "Hey, look, these young people are struggling, their hearts are too rough, there are so many holes in this clothes, and there are bloodstains here, God knows where to wear them. Broken. Hey... I think back then..."

"Grand Xie, why don't you rest, and the subordinates will sew."

Xie Qian blushed: "Isn't that something you can eat?"

Everyone was silent, while Shen Wen on one side was beating the wet clothes hard with a mallet, panting from exhaustion.

In the past three days, everyone was unconvinced at first, especially Xie Qian.

But later, he gradually became convinced. His Royal Highness really carried the stone himself. Even Fang Jifan suffered from brain disease, and even sat in the mud to count. None of the rest of the people is idle, and most of the work they do is rough work. Here, no one takes themselves seriously.

Those scholars are all crawling and rolling in the mud. They have to burn stoves and distribute food in the morning, carry stones in the morning, and lie down on the ground to rest at noon, all of them snoring loudly.

In this way, Xie Qian knew that he had been taken care of.

Although it is not decent to sew clothes and wash clothes, they can't go to the causeway to move stones, so they can work with peace of mind.

The women near the well taught them a lot of sewing and laundry skills, and after a while, they became familiar with them. For example, Xie Qian sewed clothes with the back-stitch method. After sewing, they are strong!

He bit the thread, tore it off, then stretched his hand into his tongue and twirled it, got some spit on it, stroked the end of the thread, and said: "Now I know that people are old and have bad eyesight. Get a mirror, the kind that Xishan gave to the Empress Dowager."

Shen Wen was delighted, and while slapping his clothes with a mallet, his whole body was soaked. He didn't know whether it was sweat or splashed well water, and at the same time, he gave the slapped clothes to Chen Xin, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Chen Xin wrung out all the clothes, but he was also out of breath, like an old cow that had been spoiled by the field, his face was flushed red.

At this time, Shen Wen would look around to see if there was any trace of his son Shen Ao. What are you talking about!

Shen Wen felt elated in his heart, and said: "It's not easy, it's really not easy. There's no scene after the disaster here. This is a paradise, where chickens and dogs hear each other, and enjoy themselves here. I don't want to go back to the capital."

Xie Qian remained silent, and Chen Xin said with a smile: "My son can also treat people. Yesterday someone came to the door in person to thank him."

After finally washing over a hundred pieces of clothes, Shen Wen, Chen Xin and others carried buckets, found a high place, set up bamboo poles, and went to dry the clothes.

Xie Qian received the rice balls at noon. He is more advanced, so naturally he has a separate shed. At this time, although he is so tired that his back hurts, he can sit back in the shed. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and in On the copybook, there are balls of waste paper.

He tried several times and wanted to write memorials, but every time he was very dissatisfied, the first time he wrote

At that time, he made a lot of complaints. At that time, he was quite disappointed with His Royal Highness, thinking that His Royal Highness was too absurd and too nonsense.

But the next day, he felt that what he wrote was wrong, so he calmed down again and wrote a new manuscript, praising His Royal Highness for loving the people, and Xishan Academy ventured into Lingqiu County, which is a benevolent government. But...he started to focus. Although he praised him, he scolded the crown prince and Xishan Academy severely.

How could the crown prince be so adventurous if the son of a thousand pieces of gold could not sit on the throne?

To Xishan Academy, of course, you are not polite, but also a lot of abuse, a group of scholars, not doing their jobs, fooling around with Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan's disaster relief, not knowing the palace and the government in advance, it is really a taboo, if it is not Xishan Academy is the academy planned by the prince, old minister One even thinks that this Xishan Academy has ulterior motives, trying to buy people's hearts.

As a result... Well, last night, he tore up this memorial again.

And today, he had no choice but to start writing, took a deep breath, and wrote: "The minister entered Lingqiu County by order, in the name of disaster relief and arresting thieves, and it is true to find His Royal Highness... Even Lingqiu, here is a well Orderly and well-organized, the crown prince and Uncle Xinjian..."

This time, he praised the prince fiercely. He thought it was wrong for the prince to do so. He should not come to Lingqiu rashly. As a prince, he should not be so trifling with his own safety. What Qiu County has done is highly appreciated.

His Highness took the lead, soldiers and civilians, all scrambling to be the first, and now the epidemic has been brought under control and the disaster eased... This is all thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince.

Although Uncle Xinjian suffered from brain disease, he also assisted from the sidelines. The rest of the students all went deep into the army and civilians to rescue the people... Nearly ten thousand soldiers and civilians have been treated...

These compliments all come from the bottom of my heart. Xie Qian is not blind. Although he could not accept the behavior of the crown prince and Uncle Xinjian at first, he can see that the place is orderly, the victims are living and working in peace and contentment after the disaster, and many students and common people Eating and sleeping together, being warm and intimate with each other, Xie Qian felt that if he still had criticisms, it would really be nothing.

"His Royal Highness, the crown prince, is virtuous and capable beyond the reach of others. I have been here for three days. Seeing this situation, I am filled with emotion..." At the end of the memorial, he still added this sentence, the word virtuous, he was a little displeased Sorry to write it.

Because the most important thing for scholars in today's world is character, and they also use this standard to demand officials. As a cabinet scholar, to praise the prince so solemnly is actually quite flattering, but in the end, he still Added this sentence.

After finishing writing, Xie Qian seemed to be relieved, exhaled a breath, then gently put down the pen, collected the memorial, and then handed the memorial to the people in the food team, please take them out.

After a short nap at noon, another batch of clothes was delivered. Xie Qian arrived at the well as usual, and heard Shen Wen and others discussing: "Your Highness is really amazing, today I transported more than 20 bags of stones to the river. As for Di, I saw His Highness, his shoulders are worn out."

"Yes, yes, that Hu Kaishan has only transported more than seventy bags. Our Highness, it is still very good."

Everyone nodded again.

This... is actually a certain kind of mentality. Everyone has never been optimistic about His Highness the Crown Prince. Now His Highness the Crown Prince can transport more than twenty bags. Even if others transport three times as much as him, everyone still recognizes this very much, and appreciates the Crown Prince. add.

This is just like Fang Jifan, all the people who deal with him have acquiesced that he is human scum, but when you meet him, hey, although this guy has eyes above the top, he will contradict you from time to time, and he can't spit out ivory, but After all, he didn't greet all the women in your family spitting, this Uncle Xin is not bad. Tsk tsk... the young man has a bright future.

"Xie Gong, have you written the memo?" Shen Wen remembered something, and looked at Xie Qian eagerly.

Xie Qian felt a little ashamed when he thought of the flattery he had given to the Prince and Xishan Academy, although he felt that these flattery had something to say and came from the bottom of his heart, and he could serve as a prime minister. Straight name ah.

What is integrity? No matter what, you have to have the courage to give advice to His Majesty and the Crown Prince. Whatever Your Majesty and the Crown Prince have done, you have to pick out some faults, and then plausibly ask your Majesty and the Crown Prince to correct them. They won’t listen. Yours, that is the faint king, is willful and reckless.

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