Wanli sat up straight. Isn't it just an earthquake, and you need to be so nervous? There have been a lot of earthquakes in Beijing over the years, which one of them didn't kill hundreds of people? Besides, when those officials finish handling their own affairs, they will definitely come back to be busy with the affairs of the imperial court!

But as soon as he heard the word plague, he still became nervous. Everyone knows that once the plague is rampant in this Jingshi, millions of people will die immediately, and even if you want to hide it, you won't be able to hide it for long! What's more, apart from Jingshi, where else can I go? Do you want to hide in Nanjing?

"I've given you all the imperial doctors, and I can't let the plague spread no matter what! You have to do everything you can to stabilize the people's minds. That one...... I don't have to go out on the streets, do I? Wanli was still a little moved when he heard this opinion, after all, he appeared at this time, and of course the encouragement to the people was huge, but when he thought of the terrible plague, he couldn't help but retreat again.

"No! Your Majesty! This is the last chance! If you don't catch it, in the future, the officials will definitely write again to ask for prayer for heaven to repair the province, and they will definitely scold again, you see? Lao Zhu also skillfully captured Wanli's psychology. Sure enough, as soon as he heard that Baiguan might use this as an excuse to scold himself, Wanli couldn't help but show a painful look on his face. Isn't it just going to the streets, it's not a big deal. There is no place in the world where I can't go, let alone in Beijing? It's not bad to go down and go around, he really hasn't been in the Beijing Division.

So accompanied by the wolves and Zhu Yidao, Wanli wore a dragon robe and slowly appeared outside the gate of the imperial city.

Looking at it, whether it was the West Market or the East Market, the devastated situation made Wanli gasp. Is this still the capital of my Ming Dynasty? How did this happen? He couldn't believe his eyes, he always thought that this earthquake was not bigger than before, but he saw with his own eyes that the earthquake had almost destroyed half of the Jingshi!

Wanli trembled down the stairs and walked towards the street step by step. People suddenly saw a large group of brocade-clothed guards walking over with a man in yellow clothes, and they all knew that it might be a big official, and they all scattered to the side. Where did these officials go when the earthquake just happened? Now that it's all over, but they're down, are they still going to collect taxes at this time?! Many had angry smiles on their faces, but many more were dismissive.

A little girl in ragged clothes was lying alone on the chest of her long-dead mother, crying out incessantly: "Mother, don't sleep, get up quickly, it's cold." How did she know that she would never see her mother again? Looking at the little girl's lonely and helpless situation, Wanli couldn't help but think of his mother.

In fact, he is just the son of a palace maid. If it weren't for Longqing seeing that palace maid beautiful and included her in the inner room, if it weren't for this, the current Ming Emperor would not have been able to take his turn.

He gently picked up the little girl, and she looked at Wanli with a look of horror: "Who are you?" Can you help me wake my mother up? I'm hungry. ”

This sentence immediately reminded Wanli of Zhu Changxun, the third son who had been sent to Zhu Yidao.

He hugged the little girl tightly into his arms and whispered, "Your mother will never wake up again." Will you live with your uncle in the future? The little girl thought about it and shook her head: "No, I want to accompany my mother, I'm afraid she will be cold." ”

Wanli's tears flowed down the ground. Only now did he know that the life of the people was so difficult. When I was in Xinyang County, the people there had no worries about food and clothing, and although they couldn't eat enough, they didn't starve to death. Moreover, Qin Mi, the magistrate of the county, can be regarded as a clean government and loves the people, and most of the people he saw on the streets and alleys were relatively satisfied expressions. However, after the catastrophe, these people of Jingshi had neither food, nor housing, nor anyone's assistance, and wandered alone on the ruins of hell.

The wolves behind him looked at Wanli holding the little girl in his arms and looking sad, and they couldn't believe their eyes - hasn't the emperor always been playful, and it turns out that he will have such a warm side.

At this time, the patrolling city defense team came over, and the hundred households in the lead trembled a little when they saw these people: Isn't this the emperor? Why did he come down from the old man's house? If the rebels are disrespectful to him, their heads will ......

He rushed forward in a few steps, knelt on the ground and slid in front of Wanli, shouting loudly: "Long live Your Majesty!" How can you always risk yourself like this? It's really my fault! ”

Wanli looked at him coldly, pointed to the people around him who were at a loss, and said solemnly: "They are my people of the Ming Dynasty, so what's the risk?" But you, seeing that the people are so difficult, why don't you help them more? ”

On a cold day, sweat oozed from the heads of hundreds of households: "The emperor forgives his sins!" In the past few days, there have been chaos among the people, and his subordinates have to patrol around with the city defense army to protect the safety of the people! These days, the brothers are so tired that they can only rest for two hours a day! Please also ask the emperor to forgive the sin! "Let's talk about the sound of the mountain.

Wanli was noncommittal. These people don't need him to deal with them personally, as long as there is an attitude, Jinyiwei and Dongchang will naturally get everything right. But the little girl in his arms suddenly pointed at the hundred households and shouted: "It's this big villain!" He forced his mother to sleep on the ground! ”

As soon as he shouted this, it didn't matter, Wanli's face immediately changed. This hundred households actually dared to take advantage of the catastrophe to take the opportunity to loot the people! I also let me meet it myself. Isn't that a slap in the face? The wolves' eyes changed all at once. Many of us are from poor people, and our hatred for the hardships of the people and the hatred of corrupt officials is not inferior to these refugees. Zhu Yidao prayed in his heart, God, this common people know the identity of the emperor, but they must not toss like this anymore! Isn't dealing with corrupt officials at this time adding fuel to the fire? It's better to hurry up and get the catastrophe done first, and then it's not too late to settle the score!

But before he could speak, Wanli had already roared angrily: "She's telling the truth? ”

Baihu trembled, now he is dead! No one can protect themselves! Defend in front of the emperor, the head is going to fall off alone! He simply pulled out his knife, and the wolves quickly blocked in front of Wanli when they saw this, looking at Baihu with a dead man's eyes. I saw him put the waist knife on his neck, ready to understand himself. Wanli saw that it was wrong, and ordered: "Take him down!" Sent to death row and arraigned! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several wolves rushed forward and lowered his knife, and several people picked him up and dragged him back. At this moment, the stunned people around reacted, and knelt down to a large area, unexpectedly, no one shouted to let the emperor call the shots, but just stared at Wanli with that kind of extremely expectant eyes.

Looking at the extremely complicated eyes of the people, the little ambition left in Wanli's heart poured out. These are my subjects, these are my people! What can I do for them? What do I need to do? In order to relieve the suffering of these people? I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, how can I be tied up by some officials and ignore the common people in the world?

Zhu Yidao whispered behind Wanli: "Your Majesty, the people's hearts are like water, you can use them!" ”

Wanli woke up in shock, he pushed away the wolves in front of him, walked towards the victims step by step, helped some of the people kneeling in front of him one by one, beat the dust off their bodies for them, wiped the dirt off their faces, and then looked at all the victims with tears in his eyes. An old man knelt on the ground again: "Your Majesty! You can call the shots for the grass people, wow......" said this, kowtowing and crying.

It doesn't matter if this cry is made, the pain that the people have suppressed in their hearts these days was vented at once, and they suddenly cried loudly, and many people cried hoarsely. There are no relatives, no house, no more money to accumulate, and the only thing left is the walking corpse body that is still alive in the world.

Wanli strongly suppressed his emotions. It's not that he hasn't seen the wind and waves, over the years, the ugliness of the officials, the sophistication of the people, what has he not seen? The only thing I haven't seen is the ordinary people under my rule, millions of living beings. When he finally had the opportunity to approach them today and witness the disasters and sufferings they had suffered, walking among them, feeling the helplessness and expectation of all the people, he finally figured out that he was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and everyone had a way out, but he had no way out, and there was no way out. Hiding in the deep palace and doing nothing, he can only prove his cowardice to the officials and the people.

He picked up the little girl in his hand again, then picked up the old man, and shouted, "Go!" Let's rebuild our home! ”