Not to mention that Gu Xichou has a bad reputation. Ever since the news came out in Beijing that he was going to Luoyang to take up his post, the officials were trying their best to get through the door and ask for transfers from Tongzi. Luoyang is a good place, but there is a lucky king inside, and there is a fortune outside.
With Gu Xichou, I am afraid that the good days of making money will come to an end. The important ministers in the court must have considered it carefully. Otherwise, how can we say that the court is in full swing today? Look, they not only sent an old man to supervise King Fu, but also
Taking everyone's lives into account, we transferred everything that we could move and transferred. The huge Luoyang was left to King Fu and the old guy Gu Xichou to fight slowly. When they were tired of fighting and both sides were hurt, everyone would continue to fight.
Once you step on it, won't you come back again?
The former magistrate of Luoyang left in great splendor. Thirty carts were packed full of things! It is said that he was demoted and was demoted to Ningbo to be a small magistrate. But for those who don’t know,
The smile on his face made one think that the old man had been promoted.
The Henan government office has also moved, and the move was lively and exciting! Under the leadership of the government officials, the common people "spontaneously" beat gongs and drums to bid farewell to all the adults, and presented them with umbrellas and flags to protect the people! Each family has its own
The adults in the government are also very happy. After all, an old guy has come to Luoyang, a new prefect who sees evil and does not know how to praise others. If he doesn't leave, one day he will be scolded and tortured if he is not careful. It is said that some of them
Some people will be promoted and go to Nanjing to take up posts; others will move to Kaifeng Prefecture.
Of course, there are still a lot of officials left in Luoyang. Some of them come from poor families and have no money and no way to move their homes; or they are stupid little officials who only work hard all day long. The adults are going to do it.
Big things are meant to benefit the world, and those who are taken away are all close associates who can lend a hand and help. As for these small officials and officials, I can only blame them for their bad fate.
"Jiandou, what is the young prince doing?" In Zhu Youcong's small courtyard, Gu Xichou quietly asked Lu Xiangsheng, who was waiting beside him.
"You said you were going to conduct a private visit incognito!" Lu Xiangsheng looked disdainful. Does this little fat guy still think that everyone is blind? Not many people in Luoyang City know you now, but 99% of the refugees outside the city will know you.
See through it at a glance. Are you still incognito? Are you still visiting privately?
"Incognito? Private visit? What is this young prince doing all day long? I'm still busy!" Gu Xichou was not lying. Since the day he took over the seal of the Luoyang magistrate, he had never had any free time. Started
In the past few days, I have been busy checking accounts and checking various treasuries, and then I have to rush to collect the shortfalls before the transferred officials leave the city. In the past few days, I have been even more busy reviewing the remaining officials one by one. Today, the old man is still
He was thinking about driving out the memorial to accuse Zhu Youcong of trying to win people's hearts and hand it over; but he was woken up from bed early in the morning and put here to wait.
"Mr. Luo Ruiping has been waiting for a long time!" Today, Zhu Youcong was still wearing a blue shirt and a scholar's scarf. When he went out and saw Gu Xichou waiting, he immediately stepped forward and saluted; as for Lu Xiangsheng beside him,
Just ignored it.
"What's important today, young prince?" Gu Xichou almost said directly, "If you don't have anything serious to do, just go and have fun. I have a lot to do!"
"I, the general, invite you two gentlemen to go out of the city today to see the situation of the refugees, and come back so that we can plan the spring plowing for the coming year!" After careful consideration, Zhu Youcong decided to use the title of general to avoid being inconsistent with his name.
After all, this title sounds prestigious, and it was given by the emperor himself.
"Spring plowing? Does the young prince know anything about farming?" Lu Xiangsheng really never thought that Zhu Youcong would know so much, even though the little fat man is more amazing?
"General! Remember, you must call me general from now on!" Zhu Youcong glared at this former spy and said through gritted teeth...
"Yes, General, the General still knows about farming?" Although Lu Xiangsheng was not really punished to sleep with the mule in his arms, he also knew that if the little monster was in a bad mood one day and came up with some harmful tricks to torment him, then he would still
It's really hard to say.
"Farming work..." Zhu Youcong combed his hair coquettishly, and then said: "I don't understand!"
"Then the general is still..." If you don't say that the older man is calm, Gu Xichou only stumbled a little, but he didn't fall like Lu Xiangsheng.
"Without investigation, do you have no right to speak!" Zhu Youcong directly used the famous saying of later generations of Taizu, "I have to see it for myself first, and then I can come up with a solution!"
When leaving the city this time, Zhu Youcong did not get into his luxurious carriage, but rode on horseback with everyone. He thought he had become a general, and he had to be a bit like a general; he would have to march and fight in the future.
You can't always send a team of engineers to build roads and bridges in front of you. Besides, this mule rides smoothly and does not feel bumpy at all. Well, let's wait a few days and see if there are shock-absorbing springs under the feet of this mule.
Although it has not yet reached the depth of winter, the whistling north wind is still very cold on the body. Zhu Youcong and his party had to slow down their horses and walked slowly all the way. The winter in Luoyang is not easy to endure, and I don’t know what those things are.
How will the penniless refugees survive?
"The young prince is here, the young prince is here!"
A long way away, villagers who were building thatched huts spotted Zhu Youcong and his entourage sharply! So the people who were building houses, putting up grass... all of them who were busy with each other gathered around and knelt down to salute.
"Old man, from now on we can just bow to each other when we meet. Don't kneel down all the time. You see, you are already quite old. If you still kneel down for me, a child with a yellow mouth, you won't be afraid of shortening my life."
Ah!" Zhu Youcong said with a smile while helping the old man by the roadside.
Hearing this, the old man had a look of fear on his face. "No, no! The young prince is a nobleman of Tianhuang, and he is benevolent and virtuous. How can he not be able to accept the worship of the grassroots!"
"Everyone, get up!" Zhu Youcong supported the old man and said loudly: "Everyone is always so polite, I can't bear it! I am young and weak, so please stop kneeling in the future! Otherwise, I will help you one by one.
I’m very tired too!” After saying that, he didn’t forget to wink mischievously.
"Thank you, young prince, for your kindness!" Everyone listened to Zhu Youcong's humorous words and looked at him without any pretense. They actually felt that this young prince was as kind as his naughty children and grandchildren.
"Everyone is busy, but don't delay everyone from building a house because of the arrival of the boy. The boy will be guilty of a big sin!"
Everyone agreed with joy and went down to work again. Suddenly it seemed that the north wind was not so cold anymore.
"Mr. Wu, would you like to take me to your home?" After learning, the old man Zhu Youcong was supporting was named Wu and he escaped from Shenyang. There were more than ten people in his family, and after entering the customs, he and the two were the only ones left.
I have a grandson. Today, with the help of everyone, I just built a straw shed.
"Little prince, please sit down!" After entering the hut, Old Man Wu quickly took out a broken piece of bluestone and wiped it hard with his already tattered clothes, for fear of leaving any dust behind.
"Mr. Wu, are you going to eat this?" Zhu Youcong did not sit down, but walked to the stove and uncovered a covered broken stone pot. He saw a few dead leaves floating in the light water inside.
Catching some grass roots, I couldn't help but feel pain in my heart.
"It's okay, ordinary people have a low life, these things are enough to deal with it!" Old man Wu had a smile on his honest face. As long as he can live, it doesn't matter what he eats.
"A few days ago, the government sent people to deliver food. Didn't you say that there is enough food for this winter? There is only a little grain left?" Zhu Youcong wanted to get angry. A few days ago, he asked people to deliver food to the victims, but it turned out that
The victims only left seeds; they gave away as much ration as they could, and took back as much as they could. Could it be that the people in the palace were acting in a shady manner?…
"You can't do it, you can't do it! My little prince, the officials from all over the country have paid no attention to us all the way. It was only after we met the young prince that we were able to reach this city of Luoyang. We have the hands and feet to wait.
Through this winter, can't we just plant the grains given by the prince? We can support ourselves, so how can we ask for your rations? Then what have we become? Are we still human beings? If we really have that kind of household, what do we need?
, the saliva of the whole village could drown him!" Old Man Wu's words were simple and straightforward, but they made Zhu Youcong and his followers deeply feel the kindness of the people of the Ming Dynasty.
"Then please, Mr. Wu, can you give me a bowl?" The noodle team is such a kind and humble people, and Zhu Youcong knows that they will not accept any more food.
"You can't do it! The young prince is a rich man, how can he be like the untouchables like us!" Old man Wu knows that, let alone the young prince, even if he is a ninth-grade sesame official, who is not a popular drinker!
Let the young prince eat this?
"What can't you do? You are human, and the boy is also a human being. Of course, the boy can eat anything you can eat!" Zhu Youcong picked up the tile next to him that was used as a cooking bowl, and wanted to scoop a bowl for himself!
"Come from the grassroots, come from the grassroots..." Old man Wu quickly grabbed the "bowl" from Zhu Youcong's hand, wiped it again and again with his sleeve, and then scooped up a small bowl; he wanted to secretly take some out of his clothes.
He sprinkled salt on it, but was stopped by Lu Xiangsheng.
Outside the door, the villagers who quietly gathered around watched Zhu Youcong sipping the grass root soup. They all knew how bitter and astringent the soup was. They had heard that the ancient saints shared the joys and sorrows with the people, but that was just a legend;
Today they witnessed with their own eyes that the young prince, who was supposed to be aloof and poor in food and clothing, also drank the grass root soup they used to soothe his stomach.
Zhu Youcong slowly walked out of the door and said loudly to everyone: "I'm sorry for everyone! Next year, I will make sure everyone has enough to eat!"
The villagers looked at Zhu Youcong and his entourage who were drifting away, and felt warm in their hearts. Yes, in the coming year, with such a kind little prince, with the grain given by the prince, and with their own hard work, the coming year will be a wonderful one