"It's only February now, and the next rainy season and summer will be the real difficulties!" Zhu Jun knew that he didn't have much time left for him. Even if he couldn't completely control the flood this year, he still had to avoid a dam collapse.

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Zhu Jun returned to Fengyang City, and most of the people were placed in Zhongdu City by him.

There are more than 15,000 people.

When they learned that Zhu Jun had returned, they all ran over and knelt on the ground to thank Zhu Jun, "Your Highness, King Wu, who saved the suffering, thank you for your mercy!"

"His Royal Highness King Wu is a thousand years old!"

Zhu Jun looked at them, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, "Get up, folks, get up quickly, aren't you scolding me?

It's me who didn't take good care of you, get up quickly!"

But these people were still kneeling on the ground. They knew very well who took the risk to save them from danger.

Zhu Jungui is a rich man who goes deep into dangerous places. How can they repay this friendship?

You take the people into your heart, and the people will hold you high.

This is Zhu Jun's most intuitive idea. Zhu Jun really can't bear this kind of kneeling.

He simply knelt on the ground.

As soon as he knelt down, Li Jiba and others behind him also knelt down.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and they all looked blankly at Zhu Jun who was kneeling on the ground.

That was King Wu, and he actually knelt down to them.

"Fellow folks, listen to what Zhu Jun has to say!" Zhu Jun cupped his hands and glanced around, looking at each of them, "It's the old Zhu family who can't stand you. Although Fengyang's taxes have been reduced and reduced year after year, and subsidies have been given year after year, it still remains the same.

Didn't come to rescue the villagers at the first time of the disaster.

This is the dereliction of duty of my old Zhu family, and it is the dereliction of my duty as the son of the old Zhu family.

I, Zhu Jun, cannot bear this kneeling!"

Zhu Jun's eyes were red and he said loudly: "This time, the flood destroyed more than 3,000 houses, leaving you without a home.

Three towns and more than 20 to 30 villages were all affected by rice transplants. There were more than 18,000 people, but I only saved more than 15,000 people.

There were more than 3,000 victims.

It's me, Zhu Jun, I can't help you!

We couldn’t bring all the folks out safely!”

Speaking of this, Zhu Jun burst into tears. That was not a number, but a living life.

The water-swollen corpses were of both men and women, old and young. When they were brought up, the shock and heartache caused Zhu Jun to become autistic for a time.

Everyone was silent, and many villagers began to cry.

And the people behind Qin Mo clenched their fists tightly.

They are always on the front line, and they know the tragedy.

Even the timid Li Qi became strong during the five days and five nights of fierce fighting.

His eyes were red, and there seemed to be a fire rising in his heart. Looking at the figure kneeling in front, the contempt in his eyes disappeared.

Some are just admiration.

Everyone says that Crazy Zhu is crazy, but who knows how loyal and courageous Crazy Zhu is?

He didn't understand before, but now he understands.

His kindness to the people comes from the bottom of his heart, and he truly regards the villagers as his own.

No wonder people love him so much.

Not to mention Xie Jin, following Zhu Jun these days, he has a more intuitive understanding of Zhu Jun.

He single-handedly supported hundreds of thousands of people, provided them with food, drink and clothing, and found them jobs and long-term livelihoods.

He is the King of Wu, but he never has any airs. Even if he is a soldier in the palace, he can say their names with a smile.

During military training, he ate and lived with everyone else, rolled in the mud, and never delayed training even when he was injured.

The soldiers loved him, followed him blindly, and gave their backs to him.

Now he looked at these people and Zhu Jun's ashamed look, and he felt infinite admiration in his heart.

He admitted that his previous evaluation of Zhu Jun was too one-sided!

No matter how many wrong things he did, no one could fault Zhu Jun for being good to the people!

"Your Highness, this is a natural disaster, it's all fate, it has nothing to do with Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, don't blame yourself..."

After hearing Zhu Jun's words, everyone tried to persuade him.

Zhu Jun said, "Everyone, please stay here with peace of mind. Zhu Jun promised you that within one year, everyone will live in a bright new house, all children will have books to read, and all young people will have access to books."

, all have a job to support the whole family.

Maybe I can't control the floods in one year, but in two or three years, I will control the floods permanently. Please believe me, fellow villagers.

Give me this chance.

From now on, I won’t let you worry anymore!”

As he spoke, Zhu Jun put his head on the ground.

"His Royal Highness King Wu!"

Everyone kowtowed, and at that moment, no matter how numb they were, they were moved by Zhu Jun's sincerity.

That is King Wu.

How could they be so virtuous that they could live in Zhongdu, and how could they be so virtuous that King Wu would be so interested in them?

"thank you!"

The voices of all come together!

"Get up, everyone get up!" Zhu Jun stood up, holding his hands up, and everyone also stood up.

Returning to Xihua Gate, Zhu Jun said to the others: "Everyone should go back and take a hot bath first, and then go to the Wenhua Hall for a meeting!

I know everyone is very tired, but there is not much time left for us now. The rain has stopped today, but the dark clouds are thick, and I am afraid it will rain again.

When we win this battle, we will all take a three-day holiday!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Everyone bowed their hands,

Zhu Jun took off his half-wet clothes and threw them aside.

The maid had prepared hot water, and when he was immersed in it, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Fuck something!"

"My servant is here!" Xun Busan said hurriedly.

"Is the princess back?"

"Back!"

"What's your expression?" Seeing that Xun Busan's cousin was not right, Zhu Jun frowned, "What's wrong?"

Xun Busan sighed, "Your Highness, the princess has been at Fengyang Lake these days. She started to have a fever three days ago, and she was still sick to treat the victims. She was not discovered until yesterday.

When I was discovered, I was completely burned out!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhu Jun's expression changed and he said angrily.

"Princess is not allowed to..."

Zhu Jun sighed and didn't bother to take a bath anymore. He rinsed himself off, changed into clean clothes, and walked to the side room. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a violent cough from inside!

He pushed the door open and walked in, getting even angrier, "Where are the people? Why are there no people to serve?"

Zhu Jun walked around the screen and looked at Xu Miaojin, who was lying on the bed with a pale face. He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

He turned his head and thought about Xun Busan, "You bitch, the princess is so sick, why don't you send someone to take care of her?"

Xun Busan smiled bitterly. Before he could explain, Xu Miaojin propped up his body and said, "It has nothing to do with Mr. Xun. I just have a little problem and I'm not that pretentious!"

She was just afraid that Zhu Jun would think she was pretentious, so she refused to be served.
Chapter completed!