After the captain of the Han Dynasty beat out all those clowns who jumped off the beam, Chongzhen was ready to announce Zhu Yu's appointment and take out his right knowledge.

Let this Zhu Yu, who is just a person, not a Zhu Yu who can't be a splendid article.

Served as the prefect of Tianjin Prefecture.

The results of the governance of Tianjin Prefecture are in front of them, and on the way over, Chongzhen and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty can see it clearly.

The drought in Tianjin has indeed been treated, not only by treatment, but also by promoting hybrid rice that can yield more than 1,000 catties per mu.

However, the only thing that makes Chongzhen a little regretful is that these hybrid rices with a yield of 1,000 catties per mu have only been promoted in the official fields.

Ninety percent of the remaining land was in the hands of the bureaucratic gentry, who lost the means to control the common people in order not to make the price of food too low.

It still grows rice with very low yields.

The bureaucratic squires had enough land in their hands to store so much grain in the granaries of the barns every year that it was moldy and rotten.

Whether an acre of land yields 300 catties per mu or 1,000 catties per mu is not very important to the bureaucrats and gentry.

Anyway, they can't eat all the food in their hands, and if the common people have enough to eat, then it has nothing to do with the bureaucrats and gentry.

Chongzhen is ready to officially promote Zhu Yu to the prefect of Tianjin Prefecture, but he has not yet said it, and those who speculate that the Son of Heaven is thinking more than the other Donglin Party.

blocked this opening one step in advance, especially Wang Zhengzhi in order to keep his position and save the lives of himself and the whole family.

walked out of the Donglin Party officials and said solemnly: "Qi Qi Tianzi, the minister suspects that these are all methods used by Zhu Yu to deceive his superiors and subordinates. ”

"It's just that the drought has been managed on both sides of the official road, and the people in the counties of Tianjin Prefecture still have no harvest, and a large number of people have starved to death."

Wang Zhengzhi said his party struggle so righteously and strictly, the West French Party had not reacted, and Chongzhen was already angry in his heart.

Thinking that this was also the idea of all the officials of the Donglin Party, Chongzhen didn't say much, and said expressionlessly: "Swing." ”

"Inspect the Tianjin Mansion."

Wang Chengzhi was relieved and completely relieved when he heard that the Great Tomorrow was going to inspect the entire Tianjin Mansion.

As long as you are a little away from the official road, you can find the scene of no harvest in Tianjin, and see the bones of starving people everywhere.

Zhu Yu and the industrial faction are finished.

Chongzhen had just come to the prefect's yamen of Tianjin Sanwei, and he hadn't rested for long, and he started driving again.

This time, I didn't follow the official road, most of them took the country road, and began to inspect the entire Tianjin Prefecture.

How did the Donglin Party know that the foolproof 400,000 mu was once again planted in the hands of Ma Yougui and the invention of the high-pressure steam engine.

This is also a matter of course, the Donglin Party, which is limited to the economic thinking of small farmers, will never know that the steam engine can also be industrially upgraded to a high-pressure steam engine.

A day later.

The expressions on the faces of Wang Zhengzhi and the Donglin Party officials did not change, this was only the beginning of the inspection, and the land around Tianjin Sanwei naturally had to do a good job of superficial work.

Three days later.

The expressions on Wang Zhengzhi and Donglin Dang's faces were different, they all frowned tightly, and the superficial work of the industrial faction was too good.

Five days later.

Wang Zhengzhi and the Donglin Party had the victory in their hands, and finally began to loosen, and their hearts began to panic.

Ten days later.

Wang Zhengzhi and the Donglin Party officials kept patrolling with Luan, and there was always a neat grid field in front of them, and the eyes were full of gold.

The golden ears of rice are blown by the autumn wind, setting off layer after layer of rice waves.

It makes people feel a kind of happiness involuntarily.

Refreshing.

It's just that there are only a few people who are relaxed and happy, such as the industrial faction and Chongzhen, the governor of Dongchang Wang Chengen, and the first assistant of the cabinet, Wen Tiren.

The expressions on the faces of Wang Zhengzhi and Donglin Dang were no longer ugly, and they turned into completely admitted, killing the last bit of luck hope in their hearts.

Especially Wang Chengzhi, when he inspected the last part of the journey, he couldn't walk.

Under the support of the two Han lieutenants, he barely walked the last part of the road.

In this process, Chongzhen, who has always been expressionless, cried several times.

Especially in the last one, I almost couldn't stop crying.

It's just that with the obstruction of the curtain, the industrial faction and the Donglin party can't see the situation inside, let alone Chun Chongzhen's tears.

Patrol to the last county.

When the common people learned that the son of tomorrow was coming to inspect, they wore tattered clothes and spontaneously waited at the gate of the county seat.

Just when Chongzhen's Luan drove at the county gate, all the people in the county knelt down together.

"Thank you to the Son of Heaven for giving us a way to live."

"Thank you to the Son of Heaven for sending the Dragon King Zhu Yu."

"Thank you to the Son of Heaven for managing the drought in our county."

The common people are not shouting long live, just a master who makes people laugh.

Chongzhen sat in Luanjia, listening to these most simple country slang, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Tears.

Those Donglin Party officials in the imperial court, no matter how many high-ranking officials they were given, would always be hungry wolves that could not be raised.

On the one hand, he undermined the rule of the Ming Dynasty by conquest and tyranny, and turned his face to collaborate with the enemy and betray the country, colluding with the Manchu Qing in the north.

These ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty just gave them a bite to eat, and regarded this food as the greatest kindness.

At this moment, several ancestral patriarchs who were elected were wearing clothes that they felt were very decent.

But it was also a cotton coat with a lot of patches, carrying a few baskets of eggs, and walked towards Luan Jia tremblingly.

The Han captain next to Luan Jia is not the previous Han captain, the previous Han captain was all the second ancestor of some official eunuchs, and now it is all Zhou Yuji's firearms battalion.

Most of these Han lieutenants, who were not necessarily much inferior to the Liaodong border army in Liaodong, were born in poverty, and they took the initiative to get out of the way one by one.

Seeing this situation, the imperial history of the Donglin Party next to him began to work hard again, preparing to impeach these Han captains.

But before they could speak, Wang Chengen, the governor of Dongchang, who had been lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, slowly raised his head.

Looking at these Donglin Party imperial histories.

Wang Chengen, the governor of Dongchang, who would not show any emotion than Chongzhen, was cold for the first time.

The excited expression on the face of the Donglin Party Yushi suddenly froze, and he didn't dare to move in the slightest.

Several patriarchs of the ancestral hall trembled and walked to the front of Luan, two of whom were still on crutches.

At the moment of arrival in front of Luang Driving.

They all knelt down and held up the baskets of eggs in their hands.

There are not many eggs.

A few baskets of eggs don't add up to fifty.

It's not as valuable as a dish of the Donglin Party.

At the moment when these baskets containing a dozen or so eggs were raised.

Chongzhen sitting on the dragon chair.

A big tomorrow in a bright yellow dragon robe.

Choked up with tears.

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