Why did the emperor rebel?

Chapter 871
Zhu Jian nodded ignorantly. It should be said that what Zhu Qiyu said was a bit esoteric for him now.

However, although His Royal Highness did not quite understand, he did not dare to refute. Seeing Liang Fang being dragged down, he was at a loss as to what to do.

"Let's go, go out with Uncle Huang to have a look."

Of course, Zhu Jianshen didn't need Zhu Jianshen to decide what happened next. After dealing with this small twists and turns, Zhu Qiyu didn't ask Zhu Jianshen's opinion again, took his little hand, and the two got into the carriage.

"The two gentlemen also come up together. Today's tour is just to look around. There is neither fanfare nor excessive formality."

After receiving the emperor's special favor, Yu Qian and Shen Yi did not pay too much attention to red tape. After thanking them, they planned to get into the carriage.

However, as soon as the two of them moved, the servants on the side stood in front of them. Before they could react, Wynn found two blue cloaks from somewhere and handed them to them, said.

"Second adults, please change."

Yu Qian and Shen Yi looked at each other, and then noticed the scarlet robes on them, and smiled wryly, the two of them had no choice but to put on the cloaks, and then took off the official hats on their heads, and handed them over to the servants for safekeeping. Then put on an ordinary square scarf.

After everything was done, Wynn led them into the carriage.

Although the carriage looked simple, in fact, it was ridden by the emperor after all, and the interior was very spacious. The emperor sat on the soft couch in the middle, and beside him was the well-behaved prince.

Coincidentally, the emperor and the crown prince on the carriage also had a layer of cloaks on their outer robes, covering the luxurious cloud-dragon-shaped dark patterns on the robes.

In addition, the dress of serving eunuchs is no different from that of ordinary servants. On the contrary, Wan Zhener, a court lady who came to serve with His Royal Highness, is wearing a brocade jacket and skirt, which looks a bit outstanding. It has no characteristics, but it is not dangerous.

Wynn and Shu Liang, two elders, followed outside the carriage, ready to be called at any time.

The two of Yu Qian knelt and sat at the bottom, and there were also two young couples in front of them, which had the atmosphere of an ancient monarch and his ministers playing right.

The carriage moved steadily towards the outside of the palace, and after a while, it left the range of the palace city.

After all, Zhu Jianshen was young. Although he had been taught etiquette all the time, it was his first time leaving the palace. Although his body was still sitting steadily, in fact, his eyes were involuntarily looking out of the curtain that the carriage raised from time to time.

Since the Son of Heaven did not intend to publicize it, he naturally wanted to avoid people's eyes and ears a little. Therefore, the carriage did not depart from Chengtian Gate, but bypassed Xiyuan and left the imperial city from Xi'an Gate.

It should be said that the road inside the Xi'an Gate is fairly orderly. After all, it still belongs to the boundary of the imperial city. Although the places where various yamen gather together are busy and noisy, it is not so obvious that there is a big earthquake. influences.

There are only a few collapsed buildings from time to time, and you can get a glimpse of the leopard, and you can see how powerful the earth dragon was when it turned around last night.

However, as soon as the carriage left Xi'an Gate, the scene outside suddenly changed.

There was still hustle and bustle in the ears, but it was mostly the sound of wailing and crying. The servant next to him rolled up the curtain on the carriage, and everyone looked outside.

Under the high city wall, groups of people were huddled up with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, their eyes were empty, and there were sobs from time to time.

There are collapsed civilian houses everywhere in the distance, and figures of officers and soldiers appear among them from time to time, as if they are searching for survivors who were crushed under the houses.

A group of yamen servants were running around, constantly driving the nearby people into the sheds built in the distance. Outside the entire city wall, there was an atmosphere of sadness and despair.

Sighing softly, Zhu Qiyu took Zhu Jianshen's little hand and said.

"Come on, go down and have a look."

Then, the carriage stopped leisurely, and a luxurious young man in brocade clothes set foot on the land outside the city gate.

The sky was cloudy, and there were faint signs of rain.

Zhu Qiyu led Zhu Jianshen, followed by the two old men Yu Qian and Shen Yi, and walked forward casually, but what he saw made him feel sad.

In the distance are broken walls and ruins, and the collapsed houses are full of desolation. Nearby are the people with empty eyes.

I don't know how many people were displaced by this earthquake...

This is the situation where he has made a lot of preparations in advance. If he is unprepared like in his previous life, I am afraid that the situation will be worse than now.

Seemingly feeling that the emperor was in a bad mood, Yu Qian hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, time is too tight. Shuntian Mansion and Wucheng Bingma Division have been busy with resettling the affected people since last night. However, because the surviving people have to be searched and rescued first, there are many resettlements that have not been done yet. .”

"Most of these people's houses collapsed, but they are all fine and only slightly injured. Later, the Ministry of Industry will build enough disaster relief shelters, and they will be resettled as soon as possible..."

The current scene certainly makes people feel pity, but for Yu Qian, the disasters he has seen in the local office are thousands of times more serious than the current ones.

In his view, at least most of these people have survived. As long as the imperial court takes follow-up measures for disaster relief and survives the disaster smoothly, it is not difficult.

Relatively speaking, Yu Qian was even more afraid. Because of the scene in front of him, the emperor felt that Shuntian Mansion and other yamen were not doing enough to relieve the disaster, and blamed the people underneath.

In that case, on the contrary, it will chill the hearts of those who are trying their best to rescue the disaster.

Fortunately, the Son of Heaven was obviously not as impulsive as he feared. Hearing Yu Qian's words, Zhu Qiyu's complexion became more serious instead, said.

"It's not difficult to resettle, but after this disaster, I don't know how many of these people will have their families ruined and their children sold. Can Mr. Yu see their eyes?"

Yu Qian did not expect that the emperor would say such a thing.

He hesitated for a moment, carefully looked at the people in front of him, and then, the voice of the emperor rang in his ears again.

"There's hope in their eyes!"

Zhu Qiyu stopped in his tracks, his eyes a bit complicated.

"For these people, those collapsed houses may be their ancestral houses that have been handed down for several generations. There may be looms they just bought in them, or there may be grain seeds for next year, but now, they are all gone. , they only have one life left..."

Turning around and looking at Yu Qian and Shen Yi, Zhu Qiyu said.

"Gentlemen, I grew up in the palace in the early years, but after I left the palace to build a mansion, I also saw the hardships of the small people. On weekdays, the memorials handed over to the palace always say that the sea is clean and the river is peaceful, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, but I know , In the Ming Dynasty, there are too many people, it is too difficult to live well!"

"The imperial government's disaster relief can allow them to live temporarily, but what about after the disaster relief? These people who have lost all their property and property, apart from committing themselves to slaves and handmaidens, I am afraid that they have no choice but to become bandits?"

Ah this...

Neither Yu Qian nor Shen Yi thought that the emperor would say such a thing.

They are not fools. Obviously, what the emperor is talking about is not just the current disaster situation, but the problems that the court has always been difficult to solve after previous disasters.

Refugees!

The Son of Heaven is right. The people of Ming Dynasty are too weak in the face of natural disasters. This does not refer to the powerlessness of people in front of the mighty power of heaven and earth, but the pressure to survive after the natural disasters.

The so-called peaceful and prosperous times are actually nothing more than the common people can barely eat.

A catastrophe swept away all their assets and properties, and if they wanted to survive, they had no choice but to sell themselves to others, or enter the mountains as bandits.

Thinking of this, even a person like Yu Qian couldn't help feeling sad.

If what the Son of Heaven said before is true, then this earthquake is just the beginning, and the Ming Dynasty will face more difficulties in the future.

If the imperial court is like this, let alone Shengdou Xiaomin?
Woohoo, take a long breath to cover your tears, mourning how difficult people's lives are!
The two were silent, and they didn't know what to say for a moment. In fact, it was not suitable to say more at this time.

The imperial court has done its best to guarantee the rations of these victims and allow them to tide over the difficulties temporarily.

If they want them to rely on their own strength to maintain their livelihood, the price they have to pay is more than dozens of times, which is simply not something that the court can afford.

Doing so by force can only overwhelm the imperial court!
The issue of refugees is by no means a simple one-size-fits-all issue that can be explained clearly. All aspects of the issues involved in it are not at all smaller than those in military settlements, and even more so...

"Uncle Huang, what is he doing..."

In the silent atmosphere, a childish voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw Zhu Jianshen blinking, pointing to the front and speaking.

Looking in the direction where Zhu Jianshen pointed, he saw not far away, an unkempt child with a yellow and thin face, who looked to be only four or five years old, wearing loose clothes that did not fit his body shape, and in front of him, a woman quietly Lying down, the coarse cloth clothes on his body were still stained with blood, but he was obviously out of breath.

There was a straw stick in the child's head, and he knelt on the ground with his head down, sobbing uncontrollably. People passing by looked at the thin child from time to time, but they refused to approach him, just shook their heads and left one after another. far away.

Yu Qian and the others sighed, even though they were used to seeing the victims, they couldn't help but feel a little sadness in their hearts at this moment.

Inserting a bid to sell the head, selling the body to bury the mother, what they were talking about just now, has now become a reality, right in front of them!

Facing Zhu Jianshen's doubts, Zhu Qiyu sighed, but instead of answering directly, he said.

"Brother Shen, if you want to know, why don't you go and ask yourself."

So, Zhu Jianshen hesitated for a moment, broke away from Zhu Qiyu's hand, walked up to the kneeling child with his short legs.

"You... what are you kneeling here for?"

"Kowtow to the young master, the earth dragon turned over yesterday, the small house was destroyed by the earthquake, and the mother died, I beg the young master to show kindness, give the little one money, let the little one buy a mat for the mother, and find a place Buried, the little one is willing to be a slave and a handmaiden, to be a cow and a horse for the little master for the rest of his life."

The child was sobbing on the ground, but when he suddenly saw a young man in brocade clothes and leather boots standing in front of him, he kowtowed immediately.

A child from a poor family has long been in charge of the house, and he has been here for most of the day since dawn, but no one is willing to buy him.

Because he is too young, it is useless to buy it back, he has to be raised, and can't work. At this moment, he finally met a noble person. Although he is only a child, he also knows that he has missed the opportunity. I met him, so I kowtowed on the ground while talking.

Originally, there was mud outside the imperial city, but after Dilong turned over, there was a lot of sand and stones. The child knew that the opportunity was rare, so he kowtowed really hard. After a while, his face and body were covered with dust, and his forehead was even fainter. Blood oozes.

Zhu Jianshen lived in the palace for a long time, so he saw a lot of kowtows, but he had never seen this kind of kowtowing. He was a little scared for a while, and he couldn't help hiding in the direction of Wan Zhen'er beside him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the child who kept kowtow suddenly hugged his leg and said.

"Little son, please do me a favor, little one, I can do a lot of things, I can help my mother wash clothes, I can also cook, my mother also taught me weaving, I, I, I don't want to It’s the usual money, only five hundred cash, okay?”

"Aunt Zhang said that she would give me five hundred cash for her family's broken coffin, and as long as the young master gives me five hundred cash, I will sign a contract of sale for the young master. Moreover, I, I eat very little, only half a bowl of rice every day." It's fine, I can still do a lot of work and eat very little food, young master, you won't lose money if you buy me back, I, I can still be a bed warmer..."

"Little son, I beg you, please show kindness..."

The child became anxious and began to cry, and it was at this time that the people at the side realized that this sallow and emaciated child was actually a little girl.

If this scene were replaced by ordinary noble children, they would have kicked it away without hesitation.

However, Zhu Jianshen is different. He was raised as a prince since he was a child. In addition to his embarrassing status, in order not to be caught by others, he has always been taught to be kind and generous, and to treat others with courtesy. , I really don't know what to do.

On the other hand, Wan Zhen'er, who was at the side, subconsciously wanted to block the little girl when she rushed forward.

However, as soon as he moved, he was stopped by the servant next to him. When he looked up, he found that it was the emperor's intention.

At this moment, His Majesty the Emperor was quietly watching Zhu Jianshen being entangled by this child, but he didn't have the slightest intention to help.

Zhu Jianshen was hugged by his legs and couldn't move, feeling both wronged and anxious, he said.

"Let go of me, me, I have no money..."

While talking, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince finally remembered his royal uncle, stared at Zhu Qiyu, and said in a low voice.

"Uncle Huang, can you, can you give me five hundred, no, consistent money, can you help her?"

The word "Huang" and "Huang" have the same pronunciation. At this time, none of the people beside them would have thought that standing in front of them was His Majesty, the supreme emperor of the entire empire. Although they felt that this title was awkward, they didn't think much about it .

Seeing this, Zhu Qiyu raised his hand, so two attendants stepped forward, pulled the child away, and rescued His Highness the Crown Prince.

However, with no one to hug his leg, Zhu Jianshen hesitated instead. After hesitating for a moment, he glanced at the crying little girl next to him, but he still did not leave the spot, but bowed in a proper manner. Looking at Zhu Qiyu said.

"Uncle Emperor, can you?"

(End of this chapter)