Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 400 The World of Great Rule

  Because they came in such a hurry, many things were actually not prepared properly, so at night, they had to let the followers build a simple shed!

  So a swarm of bees crowded into the shed like bereaved dogs.

This is a place similar to a shack, without even hay mats, Xie Qian is convinced, he is a majestic prime minister, there is no post station in this place, even sedan chairs can't get in, cars are out of the question, enough to knock people apart, As for the horses, there are, but on this rugged road, people saw a horse accidentally fell into a ditch, and after it became limped, no one dared to touch the horse anymore.

  In this small shack, there are more than a dozen officials, big and small.

Xie Qian's status is the most noble. In order to show respect for Xie Qian, those with low official positions try their best to sleep at the entrance of the shack, while those like Shen Wen are sandwiched in the middle, with Xie Qian at the innermost. This is his last life. Little bit of privilege.

   Xie Qian felt emotional, entered here, as if all the traces of order and officials disappeared without a trace, what is the difference between himself and a refugee?

   Your Majesty is still in a hurry. If you are not in a hurry, you will not let yourself, a cabinet scholar, come in person.

  The sound of snoring at night is annoying, but the majesty of the Shangguan can make people shut up when they are awake, but it cannot make people stop snoring when they are asleep.

   Xie Qian could only be patient.

  The bright moon was in the sky, and occasionally heard a low cry. Xie Qian didn't know who was crying, so he didn't bother to ask, and didn't want to care about it.

  He knows that these old men, regardless of what they say about their family and country in the daytime, at night, as usual, they will think about their son who may be in danger, and they will cry when they are sad.

   Crying is a human instinct, sobbing in the dark also made Xie Qian a little depressed!

   Finally fell asleep in the middle of the night, but he didn't sleep for long before being shaken awake, and then Xie Qian saw Shen Wen's annoying face!

   Shen Wen smiled at him.

   Xie Qian couldn't laugh, but he looked at the sky outside, it was still early, it was just dawn, he only slept for two hours at most, and his body was still exhausted, he really didn't want to talk to Shen Wen.

   Watching Xie Qian close his eyes again, Shen Wen persisted in shaking Xie Qian again, and said cautiously: "Grandpa Xie."

  Xie Qian glared at Shen Wen.

   Shen Wen was not afraid of these majestic eyes, and said with piercing eyes: "We have to hurry."

   "It's still early!" Xie Qian felt that his eyelids were fighting.

   "The people are still in dire straits." Shen Wen said in a very passionate tone.

  Xie Qian raised his eyes, and then he found that it wasn't just Shen Wen, there were more than a dozen people in a shack, all of them looked at him with special eyes, blinking like wolves in the grassland.

   "Yes, in the water and fire..."

"I…"

   Well, Xie Qian, who is eloquent, once again found that he has nothing to do with them. These people are like a wolf who has lost her wolf cubs, and has begun to ignore the rules of officialdom.

   "Hey... let's go." Xie Qian sighed helplessly, he found that the strict hierarchy was no longer helpful: "I wash up first."

   "Don't wash up, people..." In the shack, an official from the household department said.

   "..." Xie Qian is a very particular person. He comes from a big family in the south of the Yangtze River. He immediately became angry and said angrily, "I have loved cleaning my body since I can remember. How can I not wash my body?"

   "Okay, okay, Mr. Xie, wash up quickly."

  Everyone compromised, after all, he was the prime minister, so he still had some prestige.

Xie moved out of the shack, someone handed him a wooden brush with bristles and water, he took it, and then saw a dozen people surrounding him again, staring at him pitifully, no make a sound.

   "..." Xie Qian was in no mood at all, and finally sighed helplessly: "Let's go, let's go."

  Everyone had expressions of relief on their faces, and their eyes were filled with admiration for Xie Qian.

  Xie Qian once again... wants to die.

  It’s not a life for a human being, but he is still a dignified prime minister. He didn’t sleep well, and he felt a little hungry again.

  Old man...is still an old man.

  But... walking while eating dry food, trembling, although someone supported him, he couldn't bear it.

  At noon, Xie Qian finally couldn't hold it anymore, and he asked for a nap.

  The crowd surrounded him, stroking their beards, staring their eyes, Shen Wen was already out of breath from exhaustion, but he still refused to stop, and said angrily: "Gong Xie, people..."

   Xie Qian was also angry: "The common people are in dire straits, and this old man is also in dire straits!"

"But look, there are people walking along this road? Yesterday, Mr. Xie saw a wild dog walking with a man's arm in its mouth. Didn't Mr. Xie see the floating corpse on the river? Didn't Mr. Xie see it?" So many houses collapsed? Didn’t you see that there is no one here for ten miles, Xie Gong, there are countless thieves here, these thieves are devoid of conscience, they must kill people without blinking an eye, how cruel, Hu Kaishan’s Mr. Xie has never heard of the great name, but Liu Shaoqing of Dali Temple has heard of it. Liu Shaoqing, tell me."

  An official in his early 50s immediately stood up anxiously: "Gong Xie, that Hu Kaishan is an enemy of a hundred people, you are so brave, how many times you have encircled and suppressed him, but you have all failed, Mr. Xie..."

   Well, Xie Qian was convinced again, he shook his head and sighed.

  But when they turned around a mountain pass, suddenly, their eyes suddenly opened up.

   Far away... what is far away?

   Xie Qian was stunned.

   Along the way, after passing a col, it was still a mountain.

  It's still a **** barren mountain, full of rocks, turbulent currents everywhere, occasionally seeing a few nameless corpses.

  But in front of them, they actually discovered...

  Is it a market town?

   No, not like a market town, but like a camp.

   A massive camp.

  Here, there was a lot of people's voices. Here, the rocks have been cleaned up long ago. In the distance is the river. The river obviously has signs of breaking its embankment, but it was quickly blocked by people.

  Here, the silt has been cleared.

   After careful observation, it was found that the nearby trees had been cut down, and houses were built on the flat ground. In this wooden house, at noon, a lot of cooking smoke rose unexpectedly.

  The cooking smoke carried a slight fragrance, floating in the air.

  Xie Qian is hungry.

  He looked confused, and a doubt arose in his mind. Who is the disaster victim? How do you feel that you are just a disaster victim?

   Looking back at the ragged people, these people... more like fleeing.

   "Is it a den of thieves?" Someone asked with a frightened expression.

   "No, the Den of Thieves shouldn't be so peaceful."

   "Go, go forward." Xie Qian paused, and finally gritted his teeth and made a decision. At this point, is there any way back?

   After all the hard work and hard work, these people behind him will definitely find their son no matter what, and he will find His Highness the Crown Prince no matter what.

  So he stepped forward first, and the officials behind stretched their necks one by one.

  They looked around hard, hoping to meet someone, and then they asked, did you see my son?

  Here...there seems to be no trace of disaster.

   Even outside the camp, they saw a group of children happily playing.

  They didn't have the slightest vigilance against the uninvited guests who came here, and they played their own games.

  Xie Qian felt a sigh of relief in his heart, which meant that there were no bandits nearby.

   Going further, I saw a well. I don’t know when the well was drilled. A group of women were drawing water here.

  They also only glanced at Xie Qian, and then went about their own business.

   It seems that they are also regarded as refugees fleeing.

Xie Qian couldn't help lowering his head, and looked at himself. It was indeed a brand new official uniform when he came, and it was a red bullfighting uniform with a dragon pattern on it, official boots on the bottom, and a black gauze hat when he came. Yes, but because there are many branches on the mountain, I had to put it away. The winged hat is really not suitable for wearing in the mountains.

  As for the imperial bullfighting uniform, it has long been filthy, the dragon texture on it has long been unrecognizable, and the big sleeves have been cut at some point. It looks... really not official at all, just like a refugee fleeing famine.

Shen Wen and the others behind him were not much better, as if they had soaked in the mud for a few days, their faces were covered with dirt, and their well-maintained beards and beards were all stuck together now. .

   It's a bit embarrassing.

   Xie Qian coughed, it seems... here is still the people under the rule of Ming Dynasty, but I don't know if the local magistrate has good governance, and actually opened up a paradise here, this person... has such ability.

  I am Daming, I am really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger...

  Xie Qian was so shocked that even he felt that at this juncture, he could not quickly establish order after the landslide, rebuild the residence quickly, and help people while calming people's hearts.

   Xie Qian is the prime minister after all, and he has really seen the world.

He is not the kind of clear stream with only one mouth, who can pick out thorns on you anyway. It is because he has done practical things that he knows how difficult it is to accomplish something in the local area, even if it is just repairing. It takes a lot of effort to build a road or a bridge, let alone this?

   Admire it!

  Xie Qian was excited, and cheered up all of a sudden.

  He stepped forward quickly, and saw a man approaching with a bamboo frame, he stopped him: "Dare to ask..."

   Xie Qian is already very polite to people. But the man was overjoyed, and said enthusiastically: "He came here after fleeing, and now he is searching everywhere in the nearby villages. People from four villages and eight miles are probably here. I didn't expect to come here." There are you fish that slipped through the net, hey, God is pitiful, God is not benevolent, you must be very hungry, right? Food is being released there, don’t worry, don’t be afraid, come here, there are benefactors here, you... just count as living down."

   As he spoke, the man pointed to a shed in the distance: "Go and fill your stomach first."

  (end of this chapter)