From Ningxia Zhongwei all the way to the south, through Shaanxi, Shanxi, to the Central Plains. Along the way, there were fewer and fewer farmers who were ragged and hungry along the way, but Zhu Yidao's heart was getting heavier and heavier.

The common people of China are the best people to feed, as long as they have one acre and three points of land, they can ensure that their family has a surplus of grain, and they will not starve to death when the harvest fails, and the family will not starve to death in the summer and in winter. No one wants to go to the government and have trouble with the government, and no one wants to think about rebellion all day long.

However, the local government drove the people to a desperate point step by step, and did not even give them their last subsistence food, so that they completely lost their confidence in life, and the people had to rebel. The Manchus ruled the Central Plains, and they really had to thank those people, if it wasn't for their unhesitating rebellion against the imperial court, how could the Manchus have a chance to enter the Central Plains? After all, no matter how much infighting there is, it is just a family fighting for the sovereignty of the family, and whoever wins and loses is the Han people in charge, so how can they be willing to let a foreign race rule themselves? How can you let an alien rule you?

Zhu Yidao always felt that he should do something for the people, but it was obvious that he didn't think he had the ability. The pace of historical development can be influenced by one person, but it can never change the inevitable outcome.

The people only care about having food for the next meal today, and don't care about what they eat tomorrow, so how can they care about who is the emperor? Of course, if you can ensure that you feed the people every day, then you can be the emperor. Lao Zhu felt that he couldn't do it at all. Even if I do it in my life, who can guarantee that my son and grandson can do it?

But those local officials can do it.

As long as they ensure that the people under their rule are well fed and clothed, there will be no problems in the Ming Dynasty. It's a pity that thousands of miles of officials are only for money, and there are very few people who can really think about the people after working hard to become officials.

Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer.

Zhu Da was also silent all the way, silently not knowing what he was thinking. Lao Zhu is actually very interested in this person, he knows almost nothing about the people, but he often shows the psychology of worrying about the country and the people; He is obviously a son of an official family, but he is extremely interested in the lives of the people. But Lao Zhu knew that they couldn't change anything.

Since you can't change the people, let's go and change the government, right? Zhu Yidao felt that he had a headache, he didn't even want to do the teachings of the county school, let alone be a big official. Especially when the helpless and painful face of Wanli in the face of his ministers came to mind, he was more willing to lead the army to liberate the world. This technical work is very difficult, so let's leave it to Wanli to do it himself~~~ Who made him born to be the emperor.

The victor can rewrite history, but it cannot stop the development of history, and the more it changes, it will eventually be swallowed up by history. The Manchus ruled China for hundreds of years, but now there are hardly any Manchus who can speak and write Manchu.

During the march, Zhu Dazeng sent several waves of envoys in a row, probably to contact Zhu Xixiao, the old Zhu pondered, but Zhu Xixiao's secret order made people very puzzled: go directly to Runing Mansion to arrest the prefect Wang Mingqing and the same Zhima Fufu.

Along the way, Lao Zhu has been practicing equestrianism. No way, the happiest thing for everyone every day is to watch the new recruits ride horses, no, it should be horses to join the army; Lao Zhu's equestrian skills are really poor.

There have also been many veterans with superb riding skills, who struggled to hold back laughter and worked hard to guide Lao Zhu, but unfortunately riding a horse is completely to understand by himself, Lao Zhu can't ride a horse as a bicycle, let alone drive a car.

Lao Zhu sometimes hugged the horse's neck and hung his feet on the horse's back; Sometimes he is turned off the back by a horse; Sometimes he rode a horse upside down, shouting and whistling in front of everyone......

In the next city, this problem that had plagued Lao Zhu for a long time was finally solved: Zhu Da paid him a whole carriage, and Lao Zhu happily gave the carriage a big modification: let the blacksmith bend the copper wire in a spiral shape and fix it on the axle; The wheels were covered with two layers of cowhide, and the hides were filled with water. (Pure obscenity, if there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental)

After Zhu Da experienced it, he was no longer willing to get out of the carriage - where was it called a carriage before? After coming down, I was dizzy and had to force myself to smile - this is a status symbol!

From now on, I can finally avoid the pain of hypocrisy! Zhu Da thought very happily, this Zhu Yidao, his head is really smarter than others, he can think of this!

The sedan chair is actually a substitute for people after experiencing the pain of the carriage, which is more comfortable to carry than to ride in the carriage, but it also has a big disadvantage - slow speed. But it doesn't matter, the nobles pay attention to comfort, luxury and face, and speed is not a problem. So there was a super sedan chair carried by Zhang Juzheng's thirty-two people - purely for the scene.

After a slight delay of half a day, the team continued to march towards Runing Mansion.

When there were still dozens of miles away from Runing Mansion, Lao Zhu consciously got out of the carriage, collected the earthen springs and earthen tires, and quietly led the team to touch the past - he was still clear about the priorities.

Zhu Yidao still made the pre-war deployment very cautiously-reprimanded, as for the specific arrangements, it was completely handed over to Jiang Fei and those small banners, and his orders were thoroughly implemented, and now everyone regards Zhu Yidao as a real officer.

When it was night, everyone divided into several teams and quietly approached Runing Mansion.

After Wang Mingqing lost contact with Wang Ling, he decisively suspended the operation of smuggling grain, but he was cautious and still secretly investigated the situation in the imperial court.

The chief eunuch, Wang An, gently peeled off the skin of the grapes and slowly put them in his mouth.

The emperor has not been in court for several months, and although the entire court is still functioning, many things have begun to appear in chaos. According to the report below, it has not rained in Henan, Shandong Province for a long time, and it seems that this year it will be affected by drought again. Every time it comes to such a time, there will be a large-scale tragic event in which people die and lives are destroyed, and if one is not solved well, the people will suddenly revolt, and no one can escape. It's just that the emperor is not there, and he can make decisions about many things; But there are also many things that I can't do by myself.

Isn't it time to discuss it with Li Lianxiong? Some things are a little too much; If anyone takes it to heart, it is inevitable that they will not be able to escape the charge of negligence in the future.

"Ancestor, is the emperor in Zheng Niangniang? Son, behold, eighty percent is hiding in the harem. Wang Cheng, the personal eunuch, tested the temperature of the water in the washbasin with his hand, and brought the basin to Wang An with a chuckle.

"The emperor's whereabouts, how can we easily guess them? Don't talk nonsense! What we have to do is to serve the emperor well, we have to say what we should say and do, and don't talk too much if we don't say what we shouldn't do. Wang An wiped his hands and carefully applied a layer of oil that moisturized his skin.

"This thing, not a single grain of snow fell all winter last year, and it was still cold; In the summer of this year, it didn't rain, and the son felt that the emperor was unhappy, and even the sky had changed. Wang Cheng gave Wang An a thoughtful hammer on his back.

Wang An's back is getting worse and worse, long-term hard work, so that his health is getting worse and worse, since the emperor is not in court, the celebrant is going to approve the red on his shoulders, Li Lianxiong is the palm print eunuch, he has never simply reviewed it, and does not interfere too much in Wang An's affairs.

Wang An is still very satisfied with this, so Wang An turns a blind eye to those things about him.

During this period of time, Li Lianxiong has suddenly become honest, and every time he sees him, he is also respectful - at the same level, they are the same, but Wang An never takes this person who seems to be honest and has a lot of eyes in his heart. But he can't help it, Li Lianxiong's well-behaved is very liked by civil officials, unlike him, Wang An has almost no contact with civil officials, and Wang An still has a place to use Li Lianxiong in some things. Now that he has suddenly become honest, Wang An's psychology is a little uneasy.

"Keep an eye on him! If there's anything to do, tell me as soon as possible! Wang An coldly gave the order.

Wang Cheng seemed to have become accustomed to Wang An's moodiness: "Yes! Ancestor, you still have to rest and rest, so that your body can get better! ”