Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1320 What the people want

  Emperor Hongzhi said three good words in succession.

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. Give them a bite of food, a few liters of food, and let them tide over the difficulties, and they will be heartbroken and grateful. In the past, Sun Chen didn't believe it, but now... he probably understands what it means .”

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

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

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

   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.

  Even 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 in tears.

  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 people began to try to push forward excitedly.

   Fortunately, there are enough people to stabilize the situation.

   But this scene got 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 is 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 the emperor is long live, so he is grateful to himself.

  When a man is alive, he should make a name for himself in the world. At the top, he will serve the king, 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, 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 is a small irony, Fang Jifan is 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.

  …

   Around Yu Jia, all the officials were shocked.

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

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

  He couldn't help thinking in his heart that the prince still has a lot of tricks.

   But then, when he saw the faces and the hysterical, almost hoarse voice, Liu Jian was shocked.

  These emotions...are real.

   It is absolutely impossible to fake.

  He suddenly felt heavy in his heart.

what is this?

   This is what the people want.

  His 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 him, 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 that this dark crowd, with hundreds of thousands of people here, was so organized, and the frightening thing was that there was nothing false about the emotions they erupted.

  This is from the heart, and it couldn't be more real.

  Hundred officials have their own concerns, some are complicated, some are thoughtful, and some are frightened by this scene.

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

  This...is Min!

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

  A sense of fear that arises spontaneously from the bottom of his heart permeates his whole body.

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

   And hundreds of thousands of people, being at the mercy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, actually enjoyed it.

  The most important thing is that 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 suddenly, and his eyes turned black.

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

  As if 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.

  Zeng Jie subconsciously looked at Xiao Jing who was beside the royal 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.

   Zeng Jie was intimidated by this look, and subconsciously took a step back.

   "Get out!" Xiao Jing warned him.

  Eunuch 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 wanted to drag himself into the water?

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

  ...

   to more than a thousand steps.

  Suddenly, it seemed 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 be seventy years old are 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.

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

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

  These six people all have white beards and hairs. The leader is Zheng Qing, who 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 day and age, it is extremely difficult to support an old man. Therefore, people not only have a heart of respect for people with a long life, 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 their surroundings.

  Attention all groups, stop shouting.

  …

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

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

  Xiao Jing's heart is 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 Kingdom ruled the world with filial piety, and the Son of Heaven 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 under the attention 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.

   Only wearing a casual dress, seems to be a bit regretful.

  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.

   One saw the emperor got out of the car.

  In the group, the liaison officers began to direct.

  All groups pay attention and salute.

   Hulala...thousands of people bowed down, like wind blowing wheat waves, and 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 did not respond.

  Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Emperor Hongzhi was the one who paid the most attention to etiquette. How could he have thought 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, and he reacted, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Pingshen, Your Majesty has an order, and you don't need to be polite."

  His voice could not reach far.

  But the people nearby got up one after another.

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

  ...

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

  (end of this chapter)