In front of the mountain gate, the three big characters of "Ying'en Temple" on the plaque are still dancing with dragons and phoenixes, which are very eye-catching, but there are no monks in this temple.

Zhang Hao walked in front to lead the way, and constantly explained to Zhu Yousong along the way: the King Kong Hall was changed into a craftsman's office; The Heavenly King's Hall was converted into a temporary medical center; The others have been converted into residences.

Zhu Yousong walked to the palace of the Heavenly King, and several people were sitting in the Tulang, and a few people came to consult with each other. Behind them were a group of children, who were teaching them medicine while they were seeing a doctor. The people here all know Zhu Yousong, and they have come forward to salute him recently.

Zhu Yousong beckoned a little boy with great interest, this child was only seven or eight years old, wearing a small melon skin hat, wearing a newly sewn round neck jacket, and holding a small scale for catching medicine in his hand, very cute.

"What's your name?" Zhu Yousong wants to ask the name first when he sees the child now, if a celebrity like Li Dingguo pops up in the cold, he will make a lot of money.

The child timidly replied, "My name is Qin Zijin." ”

Zhu Yousong didn't expect that among the refugees in the mountains, there was such a temperamental name, which was even more ugly than a joke, and Xiao Nan didn't know where it was high. He smiled and asked, "Your father got it for you?" I'm afraid it's a hermit in the mountains and forests who has never met a talent, right? ”

The child saw Zhu Yousong on Chinese New Year's Eve, was very kind to this person who gave him meat, chatted a few words timidly, looked up and said: "It was Mr. Shen who gave me a name, we orphans have no names, Mr. Shen gave us names." My name is Qin Zijin, his name is Lu Youming, and there is a Shi Yeping who is a carpenter next door. He also taught us to read poetry. Parents and children, yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. The child began to talk, and read the poem contained in his name in a frustrated tone.

Zhu Yousong suddenly felt a little excited, casually praised him a few words, and walked out of the Heavenly King Palace. Everyone felt his emotional changes, and they were a little confused for a while, only Zhang Hao knew his thoughts, and quickly changed the topic and said: "Lord Wang, what these children learn is their own choice, some want to study, some like craftsmanship, and some like medicine." ”

Zhu Yousong lifted his spirit and said to him: "You divide these Tulang Zhong and Xiaotong into two teams, and leave half of them here to see a doctor for the people, not just the people in the temple." I see that there are a lot of people here, and from tomorrow onwards, let them bring the medicine box and go to the nearby people for free treatment. The other half of Lang Zhong and Xiao Tong came back to the palace with me, and I took them to the palace good doctor and learned some skills from Lang in the good doctor's office. Many of these people are rural people, and their medical skills are not very good. ”

Zhang Haoxi said: "Then I can thank the prince for his grace for them." ”

"Find more Lang Zhong who is good at surgery, there is no place in the temple to recruit from the people, I want to train a group of small military doctors, which will be of great use in the future."

Silently following behind him, Zhao Hong, who did not say a word, flashed a strange color in his eyes. He already felt that this time the prince came back from Xuzhou, he seemed to have figured out something, and what he did made people dare not think deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. Unlike Liu Yi, another guard commander of the palace, he Zhao Hong was a serious official army of the Beijing camp, which was the most elite soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty. Zhao Hong also crawled out of the pile of dead people, a general of a hundred battles. The perennial bitter cold in Liaodong has long honed the courage and insight of this man, and Zhu Yousong in front of him has become prominent to the rank of nobleman and a prince. The prince of the Ming Dynasty, the first rank of the Son of Heaven in the crown suit and the chariot riding mansion, the minister of the public waiting for bowed and bowed, and did not dare to bow down. It's the same honor guard as the crown prince, and he can't go any further, unless....

Zhu Yousong, who was full of interest, obviously didn't notice Zhao Hong's strange appearance, he pointed to the Buddha statues in the hall and said, "Zhao Hong, look at these Buddha statues, what do you see?" ”

Zhao Hong packed up his spirit, followed his gesture and looked, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Shakyamuni Baoxiang was solemn, Zhao Hong pondered and said: "The palace is magnificent, the treasure is solemn, it really makes people respectful, and there is a good Buddha's compassion." ”

Zhu Yousong stared at him strangely, and said strangely: "I just sent you here for this month, you have the heart of Buddha?" Who asked you this. Look at these Buddha statues, they are pure bronze Buddhas and iron Buddhas. Fuwangfu spent countless money to make this Buddha statue that can be seen but not used, which is a pity. I'm going to melt them down, coins in copper, knives and arrows in iron. ”

Zhang Hao and Zhao Hong listened to a chill, and the person in front of him really had no reverence for the gods and Buddhas.

Zhao Hong, under the influence of this prince who was gentle on the outside and crazy on the inside, took out the remaining trace of reason and persuaded: "Such a thing as coinage is a forbidden crime." ”

Zhu Yousong said disappreciably: "Now, all the Fanyi states have taken the silver of white flowers and come to our Ming Dynasty to exchange for silk, silk, porcelain, etc., and then transport them back to their countries and make a fortune." These countless silvers have flowed into the hands of those wealthy businessmen and giants in Jiangnan. Behind their profiteers is the Donglin party members who keep saying that they are for the country and the people, and they claim to be Qingliu.

These people are still afraid of Wei Zhongxian's suppression, and the treasury still has silver in the account. If they really let their Donglin Party gain momentum, I'm afraid that our Ming Dynasty will fall into a situation where there is no money to use. When the time comes, can we expect these Pixiu to spit out the benefits of eating in their stomachs? Our Ming coast not only has inexhaustible wealth, but also is related to our national fortune, and it must not be handed over to a group of hypocritical and selfish hypocrites.

Only when we have the right to mint coins can we take silver from them. ”

Zhu Yousong's remarks were too advanced, Zhang Hao and Zhao Hong heard it in a fog, and they didn't know why. I only heard that the prince seemed to hate forming a party for personal gain, but this was a matter for the imperial court. If a vassal king intervenes in these things, isn't he looking for death? What is the position of the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, I'm afraid no one understands it better than him, why he wants to risk the disapproval of the world and interfere in the government. The two of them looked at each other, and their hearts were terrified. For example, today's chaos has been born, the pain of Tumubao has not been healed, and Salhu has added new injuries, and the Ming Dynasty is no longer as strong as it used to be.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse is a man who values love and righteousness, and as a person, he can be said to be extremely charismatic. But as the king of a country, he is really unqualified. The Ming Dynasty was on fire everywhere, it can be said that the omen of the death of the country has appeared, if the prince is ambitious, it is not impossible..

In the end, Zhang Hao and Zhu Yousong were closer, and he cautiously probed: "Lord Wang, you are the vassal king of the feudal side, and I am afraid that these things will not interfere with each other." ”

Zhu Yousong and his own people never hide it, and the two in front of him will never betray him, he saved his hands and said leisurely: "When Chengzu was a fan, he was just a feudal clan in Beiping. ”