The convoy walked very slowly in Tianjin City, because there were palace guards to open the way, so it was also very smooth, and the people in the entire Tianjin City looked at this huge team curiously.

Liu Jin lifted the curtain of the car window and looked outside, because of the existence of a heater in the carriage, it was as warm as spring, but it was still relatively cold outside the car.

A cold wind was also blowing in his face, making Liu Jin couldn't help but shiver.

Looking carefully at the Tianjin city in front of him, Liu Jin from later generations is still the first time to come to Tianjin, and the deepest memory in his mind should be Tianjin Goubuli buns.

"I don't know if there are Tianjin Dog Buns now, it is estimated that most of them should be none."

Looking at the slightly dilapidated Tianjin City in front of you, everything here is far less prosperous than the capital, the city walls of Tianjin City are not high, most of the buildings in the city are relatively low, the streets are not wide, and the two halves of the street are full of people at this time.

Most of these people are yellow-skinned, unkempt, and dressed in very tattered clothes, just like the homeless people I saw in the capital before, and many of them have very hollow eyes, and they seem to be very hungry in the corners of the streets and alleys.

"How can there be so many homeless people in this Tianjin Wei?"

Liu Jin frowned suddenly.

This Tianjin City is also a city, and those who can live in the city, whether it is this era or future generations, are basically okay.

However, these people in front of me can rarely see people who are cleanly dressed, and they do not look like people from the city, but belong to the homeless.

"I also saw a lot of displaced people on the way here, and I thought that these displaced people knew that Xishan was recruiting people, and that mining coal in the capital required a lot of labor, so they went to the capital to make a living."

"Now it doesn't seem to be the case, there are so many displaced people even here in Tianjin, is there a famine?"

Liu Jin's mind thought about it quickly, and he quickly thought of a possibility, only when there was a famine could there be so many disaster victims, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for a large-scale number of displaced people.

You must know that Xishan Coal Industry and other large and small coal industries have absorbed tens of thousands of people to mine and work, many of whom are former displaced people, and it stands to reason that after absorbing so many displaced people, there should not be so many displaced people in this Beijing-Tianjin area, but now you can still see so many displaced people, then there must be a famine.

Gently put down the car curtains, Liu Jin also sighed in his heart, in this traditional small-scale peasant economy and society, the ability to resist famine is really weak, even if it is now known as Hongzhi Zhongxing, but once there is a bit of famine, it will be difficult for the people to live.

Looking at the yellow-skinned people on both sides of the street, the whole picture is black and white, without a trace of color, and my heart is more determined to do something in this era.

"Lao Liu, what are you thinking?"

Zhu Houzhao's voice woke Liu Jin up from deep thought.

"Your Highness, look outside, it seems that there is a famine."

Liu Jin lifted the curtain and motioned for Zhu Houzhao to come over and take a look.

Hearing Liu Jin's words, Zhu Houzhao also got up from the comfortable cotton cushion and looked out the window, and when he saw the huge number of homeless people on both sides of the street, he couldn't help frowning, and then thought about it and said: "I remember, my father seems to have been worrying about the famine in the past few days, as if it was because this winter was too cold, so the grain harvest in Beizhili, Shanxi, and Shandong was out of harvest, and there was a famine. ”

"Lao Liu, do you have any good ways to help, you see that these victims are all yellow and thin, and they all look pitiful."

"Why don't we also open a Xishan coal industry here in Tianjin and recruit a large number of these victims to work?"

As soon as Liu Jin heard Zhu Houzhao's words, he couldn't help but look at Zhu Houzhao again, the Zhu Houzhao in front of him had a very low evaluation in history, very low, what kind of absurdity, reckless military force, greedy cup, martial arts, scoundrel, fun-loving, grotesque and shameless, is a rare unscrupulous gentleman.

This kind of evaluation is estimated to be comparable to Emperor Yang of Sui among the emperors in history.

But after being in contact with Zhu Houzhao for a long time, Liu Jin knows that history is worthy of being dressed up as a clown, and it is difficult for future generations to know what the real history is like.

At least for now, the Zhu Houzhao in front of him is very good, seeing the miserable appearance of the victims, he was not afraid, the first thing he thought of was to ask Liu Jin to find a way to see if he could help these victims.

If he was really a senseless king, how could he care about the lives and deaths of these victims?

It is estimated that he will not even look at it, and even if he does, he will only be secretly unlucky, and he can't wait to stay away from these victims, how can he find a way to help them.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is kind-hearted and loves the people like a son, which is really the blessing of the Ming Dynasty and the blessing of the community!"

Liu Jin first took a sycophant picture of Zhu Houzhao, then thought about it and said: "I originally planned to start some industries here in Tianjin, such as this shipyard, build a port, build a wharf, etc., which will definitely require a large number of people, and we can also hire a large number of these victims at that time, but this may cost a lot of silver, depending on whether Your Highness is reluctant to do so." ”

"Isn't it just silver, flowers, it doesn't matter how much you spend, I don't have anything else now, this silver is a lot, anyway, this silver is a lump if you don't spend it, and it is naturally great to be able to help these victims."

Zhu Houzhao almost didn't hesitate at all, and said very generously.

"I'm relieved to have His Highness's words."

When Liu Jin heard this, he immediately laughed.

The reason why I asked this just now can be regarded as a small test for Zhu Houzhao, to see if he really wants to help these victims.

Sometimes it is difficult for this superior person to really sympathize with the people at the bottom, and really help the people at the bottom, the prince of the Ming Dynasty in front of him, the future Emperor Zhengde, whether he really wants to help these victims, or to see if he is willing to come out with his real money.

Now it seems that he may have a detached personality, and he may not seem reliable many times, but by nature, he is definitely a good person, and like his father Hongji, he is a benevolent person.

"Lao Liu, I know you have the ability, although you let go of your hands and feet to do it, don't be afraid to spend money, don't be afraid of it, you can help a person is a person, my father is now very sad because of this famine."

Zhu Hou took care of Liu Jin, and it was rare to say very seriously, he was still a filial son, and when he saw that Emperor Hongzhi was troubled by this matter, he also wanted to do his filial piety.