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Chapter 480 The King of England has good intentions

Chapter 480 The King of England has good intentions

Author: Mo Se Jiangnan

There are also secret complaints from those who are too lazy to cook.

"We are ordinary people who have fled, and the court not only ignores us, but actually forces us to work."

However, as soon as these words are spoken, people around him will immediately attack him.

"Bah! Do you think you are a landlord and the court wants to support you every day?"

"It's not like the imperial court doesn't care. If you don't want to do anything, the imperial court will give out a portion of porridge every day, which will definitely ensure that you people don't starve to death."

"You're such a big man, how come you know how to do nothing? What kind of work do you dare not do? How do you still want big fish and meat?"

Most of those who have objections to the work will be scolded and leave in despair.

However, this is not a delay. They really do nothing every day and live on the porridge donated by the court.

Regarding this kind of people, the officials of Datong Prefecture were also reminded by Zhu Han.

As long as they don't starve to death, let this kind of people fend for themselves.

It's easy to change the situation, but it's hard to change the character. Changing these people's minds won't happen overnight.

At this time, Zhu Han felt that instead of wasting time on such people, it would be better to put his limited energy on those people who are more worthy of rescue.

The same rice feeds hundreds of people. If there are more people in the refugee camp, the number of such people will certainly not be too small.

It's not like these people don't want to cause trouble.

But...

Zhu Han directly dispatched his strongest combat force, the Refugee Camp City Appearance Management Department, or urban management for short.

The urban management personnel were dispatched, and those with ulterior motives quickly became honest.

Inside the Yamen of Datong Prefecture.

"Your Majesty, I have misunderstood you, please punish me." Wu Zhen, the magistrate of Datong, knelt on the ground and said solemnly.

"This low-ranking official is incompetent. Not only can he not save the people from dire straits, but he even misunderstood the prince's good intentions. He really deserves death!"

Originally, Wu Zhen was very disgusted with Zhu Han.

Although Zhu Han originally had a very good reputation, once the high food prices incident came out, his prestige could be said to have plummeted.

For his own attempt, Wu Zhen naturally did not dare to show anything on the surface.

He will do his best to do whatever Zhu Han asks him to do...

At least on the surface, Wu Zhen acted respectfully and obeyed.

But in fact, the upright Magistrate Wu secretly obeyed Zhu Han's arrangements.

From Wu Zhen's point of view, he was not disobeying the emperor's order. He was just doing his duty as a minister and destroying Datong caused by King Zhu Han of England.

This is not the middle or late Ming Dynasty, the government is in chaos, and all kinds of outrageous things can happen.

At this time, it is the time to turn from chaos to governance, so the atmosphere in the officialdom is relatively clear and clear, without so many twists and turns.

Wu Zhen was able to serve as the magistrate of Datong, apart from the support of his family. The most important reason was because of his ability.

He had always felt that Zhu Han was simply looking for trouble by forcing so many rules on the people in the refugee camp.

Now is the time for those people to flee. Can those rules satisfy their hunger?

His Royal Highness even spared no expense in transporting wood to build a refugee camp.

Are you kidding me?

This is a refugee camp, not a palace. Does it need to be built so well?

However, as time went by, Wu Zhen suddenly discovered that he could actually understand the intention of King Zhu Han of England to do this.

After understanding Zhu Han's profound meaning, Wu Zhen felt as if electric currents were flowing through his body, and his two channels of Ren and Du were opened in an instant.

"I understand, that's what happened."

"There is such a profound meaning. Is His Majesty the King of England someone who was born to know it?"

"Oh my God, what have I done before? Damn it."

Wu Zhen's master saw that his face was dark and he looked like he wanted to commit suicide, so he couldn't help but become curious: "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Wu Zhen shook his head slowly, smiling bitterly as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

This is the first time that the two of them have been working together for so many years. Seeing Wu Zhen losing his composure, he couldn't help but become more and more curious: "Master, what happened? Could it be that it's His Royal Highness..."

Wu Zhen let out a long sigh: "It is indeed related to His Royal Highness, but things are not what you think."

After a pause, Wu Zhen said with a wry smile: "We have all misunderstood His Royal Highness."

"What?" The master couldn't believe his eyes: "Master, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, should we ask a doctor? You must not hide your illness and avoid medical treatment."

Wu Zhen gave the master a big look. If the two of them hadn't been friends since childhood, the master would have been helping him after failing the imperial examination, and even gave up many opportunities for this.

He really wished he could have his master dragged out by the government officials and beaten up severely.

How dare you suspect that you are sick.

"I am not sick, and I am not joking." Wu Zhen slowly came to the window, opened the window and looked outside Datong City in the direction of the refugee camp.

"Before, like everyone else, I have always felt that His Highness the King of England is worthy of his name. In order to make money, regardless of the life and death of the people, he used the power of the court to forcibly raise the price of food to a sky-high price that the people cannot bear."

The master frowned slightly: "But sir, isn't it like this? Look, it has only been a few days. Our grain merchants in Datong Prefecture have at least tripled their worth. They all made their money from the common people.

The blood you sucked."

"It is said that in order to express their gratitude to the King of England, many grain merchants have come to see His Highness the King of England with heavy gifts." As he said this, the Master curled his lips contemptuously and said: "But His Highness the King of England is not the only one who comes to see those merchants.

Refuse. These days, just receiving gifts will probably give you hand cramps, right?"

A look of admiration appeared on Wu Zhen's face: "This is what makes me admire His Royal Highness the King even more. For the sake of righteousness, he does not hesitate to sacrifice his own reputation. Looking at the world today, I am afraid that few people can do what the King of England does.

kind of degree."

???

The master was confused when he heard this.

Isn’t this right? How can you brag like this about accepting bribes?

Although Wu Zhen is not the kind of flawless and honest official, he still has a heart to do things for the people.

It is precisely because of this that after the imperial examination failed, the master simply gave up the idea of ​​​​taking the imperial examination and prepared to assist Wu Zhen.

But Wu Zhen's performance today made Ye Ye extremely disappointed.

What is the difference between what the King of England did in Datong Fucheng and a second-generation ancestor who came here to gain seniority?

Wu Zhen, on the other hand, was stunned that this second generation ancestor had become a good man with the righteousness of the world at heart.

It's not that Master doesn't understand, it's that the world is changing too fast.

The master didn't even need to speak, Wu Zhen already knew what he was thinking just by seeing his expression.

"I know that you feel that my government has changed. For the sake of your own career, you will not hesitate to lose face and flatter His Royal Highness without any bottom line."

The master nodded slightly and said respectfully: "My Lord, you have misunderstood. I would never dare to think of my Lord like this."

Of course Wu Zhen could understand the other meaning in these words.

What the master said was that he didn't dare, not that he didn't.

It's almost like directly admitting that this is what he thinks.

Wu Zhen smiled and shook his head: "Master, I have sent people to investigate before. His Royal Highness did not keep any of the money and various gold, silver and jewelry given to His Royal Highness by the merchants.

We replaced it with food in Datong Mansion and sent it to the refugee camp."

"What?" The master raised his head in shock, unable to believe his ears.

This was the first time he heard about this matter.

Wu Zhen was not surprised, because when he heard the news for the first time, his reaction was exactly the same as his master's: "Master, you also know that our Datong Mansion is not actually short of food now. It's just that... we are short of money to buy food.

That’s all.”

"Now, those businessmen took the initiative to send the silver to His Highness Prince Yang. His Highness the King of England directly exchanged the silver for food to help the people who were affected by the disaster."

Faintly, the master seemed to understand something. But the feeling was too vague, and he couldn't completely figure it out for a while.

But his mouth was not forgiving, and he still said a little unconvinced: "Isn't this just taking off your pants and farting? Isn't it unnecessary?"

Wu Zhen shook his head slowly: "But Master, if there hadn't been the high price of food before, I wouldn't have been able to buy food even if I had money."

"And His Royal Highness the King has also given certain subsidies to Datong people who buy food. Although they still have to pay high prices to buy food, the price is not much different from when the black market first opened."

"The reason why the price of food in Datong is so stable now is because His Royal Highness has set the price in advance. Otherwise..." Wu Zhen's face turned dark: "If things continue to develop, I don't dare to think about it.

, anyway, it must be more than four taels of silver and one stone."

The master also agreed with Wu Zhen's conclusion: "This disaster is more serious than we imagined. To this day, there are still people who have escaped. If the price of food had not been controlled in advance, the price of food would have been lower now."

It will indeed be too high to imagine.”

Under Wu Zhen's explanation, the master gradually understood Zhu Han's painstaking efforts.

Wu Zhen's words continued: "There is also the construction of refugee camps. Previously, like everyone else, I felt that His Royal Highness was just looking for trouble."

"Those refugees are just living outside Datong Mansion for a period of time. After the disaster is over, they will naturally be returned to their hometowns. There is no need to build any wooden houses specifically for those people. What's more, there are still people in this refugee camp

There are so many inexplicable rules.”

The master's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but asked in shock: "Master Fu, what do you mean..."

Wu Zhen nodded slightly and blamed himself: "We all misunderstood His Royal Highness. Every decision His Royal Highness made after coming to Datong Mansion was to try his best to save the people who were affected by the disaster, but we can't understand it at all.

The profound meaning.”

"Not only could he not assist the prince in his efforts to relieve the disaster, he even secretly..."

Maybe this conclusion is too shocking, and the master still doesn't believe it.

"Master Fu, are you thinking too much?"

Wu Zhen sighed: "On the contrary, I don't think too much, but I think too little."

"If I could have figured this out before and fully cooperated with His Royal Highness, maybe... I would be the eternal sinner of Datong."

The master felt more and more confused: "Master Fu, what is going on? Please clarify it."

Now was the time when Wu Zhen wanted to find someone to talk to, so he naturally didn't hide anything.

"His Royal Highness, the reason why you have worked so hard to build the refugee camp actually has several deep intentions."

"One is to tell the people that the court is trying every means to provide disaster relief, so this new refugee camp was established. This is the government's determination to provide disaster relief."

"Once a person has hope, the power he unleashes is completely different."

The master suddenly realized: "So, the purpose of the prince doing this is to give some hope to the people affected by the disaster?"

Wu Zhen waved his hand: "The prince's purpose is not just that."

"In the refugee camp, the prince hired many people. Among those people were street sweepers, toilet guards, etc."

"The reason for doing this is to give those refugees something to do."

"In the past, when the court provided disaster relief, most of the time, the people were left in one place. But people can't be idle. Once they are idle, they will start to have random thoughts, which will give people with good intentions an opportunity to take advantage of."

"Isn't this how the Yellow River Rebellion came about?"

Master understands that the Yellow River Rebellion is about the rebellion of the Yellow River river workers in the late Yuan Dynasty.

"As for not urinating anywhere and not drinking raw water casually, the prince also explained to us that it is to prevent epidemics."

"After a catastrophe, there will be a great epidemic. People live together. If deaths occur and cannot be dealt with in time, an epidemic will appear soon. How many people will die by then?"

"This..." The master was speechless for a moment and did not dare to answer.

In this era, the means to prevent and control epidemics are very limited.

Therefore, once a large-scale epidemic occurs, these people who have just fled will immediately fall from one hell to another more terrifying hell.

"But look, how many people have gotten sick since the refugee camp was established? What do you think is the reason for all this?"

In the master's mind, a door seemed to have suddenly opened, and he said in disbelief: "Master, do you mean that all of this is the prince's rules?"

Although some can't believe it, based on their past experience.

The reason why there was no major epidemic this time is most likely due to the influence of Zhu Han's rules, which seemed to be just looking for trouble.

A drought of unprecedented scale, under Zhu Han's operation, the number of people who actually starved to death was not large, and the affected people have now been effectively resettled for the time being.

Wu Zhen and Jobless both knew that even if they tried their best to provide disaster relief, they would not be able to achieve this level.


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