The noon and morning in Luoyang are a different scene, with merchants and hawkers crowding the city's long streets. The sound of the rolling carriage was drowned out by the shouting and shouting, and the body of the black nanmu was wrapped in fine silk, and the gold-encrusted windows were tightly studied. Zhu Yousong in the carriage leaned on the cushion and fell into deep thought. Half a month has passed since I came to this era inexplicably. In the past half a month, I have enjoyed the wealth that I couldn't imagine in my previous life, and I have also seen the suffering of the people today. Zhu Yousong asked himself if he was a saint, if he was a small soldier, a farmer, and one of the tens of thousands of refugees in Ying'en Temple, he would definitely not be able to take care of others, and he would save his own life first. However, it is impossible to let it go when you are in this position, enjoy the comfortable life brought by your current status, and still have the ability to help the suffering people. And Zhu Yousong, who liked literature and history in his previous life, has some understanding of the history of the late Ming Dynasty, and it is now the sixth year of the Apocalypse, if I remember correctly, the Apocalypse will die next year, and the successor is his younger brother Zhu Youzhen, that is, Chongzhen!

The last king and grandson were as cheap as a dog, whether it was Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, who were about to appear, or the Manchurian Tartars who had long been in Liaodong, they treated the clans of the Ming Dynasty and killed them all. "If you want to change this tragic fate, you have to do something" Thinking of this, Zhu Yousong could only shake his head helplessly. "It is true that the clan has given me infinite wealth and noble status, and if I was born in the Taiping period, it would be too late to be happy. But if you want to make a difference in troubled times, this identity has become a double-edged sword, you must know that the imperial court has never relaxed its precautions against the vassal king, after all, there is a martyrdom battle there. ”

Just when Zhu Yousong was worried about his future, the prefect's yamen was full of lights and beaming. It turns out that today is the day when Yinchang, the king of Henan Province, takes a concubine, and the political envoy is a serious three-grade high-ranking official, and the officials of all sizes in Henan Province have passed his moderation. Therefore, although the political sufficiency is a concubine, no one dares to slack off, and the prefect of Luoyang went to the government early. Zhu Yousong had no choice but to let Zhang Hao go to the government, after all, the major affairs of tens of thousands of people could not wait for him to finish accepting concubines.

In front of the government, there were already a sea of people, high-ranking officials, and prestigious celebrities, and they had already been invited to the government at this time. There were also some wealthy merchants worth millions, with their slaves, crowded outside the door, just to deliver the gifts. The merchant was the last of the four people, and although he was rich, his status in the Ming Dynasty was very low. Wang Ning, the old housekeeper who participated in the government, although he was old, was in good spirits, and his eyes were bright. Who should bow down to greet each other, who should not pretend, such a big scene Steward Wang ushered in and sent him to be at ease. Zhang Hao's carriage couldn't get in on the street, Zhu Yousong didn't expect that hundreds of years ago, he would be able to get stuck in traffic in the Ming Dynasty, so he had no choice but to take Zhang Hao off the car and walk to the government.

The old housekeeper Wang Ning walked around the door with his hands behind his back and his head held high, like a proud rooster, inspecting his territory. Suddenly, I saw two teenagers, and walked towards the house empty-handed, and seeing these two people walking briskly, I didn't look at myself. The old Wang Tou was very hurt, he was Wang Yinchang's companion since he was a child, Wang Yinchang's official became bigger and bigger, and his status rose, that is, the prefect of Luoyang had to be polite when he saw him, and the two hairy boys dared not to put themselves in their eyes. Steward Wang made a look, and immediately two men stepped forward to stop Zhu Yousong and Zhang Hao.

"Stop, don't look at what kind of place this is, can you enter if you want?" A doorman got the old butler's eyes, and immediately scolded loudly.

"Bold! Do you know who this is? Zhang Hao saw that a small disciple dared to be so rude to a prince, and hurriedly stepped forward to attack, Zhu Yousong waved his hand and signaled him to retreat. Today, I came here to borrow people from Luoyang Mansion, and I offended these officials, they had to borrow it, Zhu Yousong was at a loss, and the clan of the Ming Dynasty could not interfere in local affairs in name.

"You go in and tell Wang Yinchang, I'm Zhu Yousong, and I'm here to congratulate him on a pear blossom pressed begonia, haha."

The fame of Zhu Yousong, the little Fu King, is even more famous in Luoyang than his father, the Old Fu King. Fu Wang Zhu Changxun, weighing more than 300 catties, was out of breath after walking less than a few steps, and it was easy not to leave the palace. But Zhu Yousong is a tyrant in Luoyang, and he has done a lot of bullying men and women to fight. The man was so frightened that he almost didn't stop when he heard it, and hurriedly looked at Steward Wang, Wang Ning had never seen Zhu Yousong, and when he heard him report to his home, he thought it must be true. Who has nothing to do to run to the government to pretend to be the royal family, a few heads are not enough to cut off. Hurriedly asked another door to go in to report the news, and took Zhu Yousong and Zhang Hao to the courtyard.

"Prince Fu? What is the matter with him coming to this officer? Wang Yinchang, who heard the news, was also confused. He is the political envoy of Henan Prefecture to participate in politics, and he is a veritable feudal official, and Fuwangfu has always been a river water, and in order to avoid suspicion, he does not dare to have too much contact with the vassal king.

"The prince said that he came to congratulate the adults today."

"Nonsense! This official and the palace have never had anything to do with each other, so who is he congratulating me? Let's go and see what he's made famous. After speaking, he took a group of officials out to greet them, and the officials were also well aware of the avoidance of the local government and the vassal king, and they couldn't help but be surprised. But I didn't dare to slack off in etiquette, after all, I came to be the son of a prince, and I was named the little prince of the county.

When Zhu Yousong saw Wang Yinchang, he told him about his resettlement of refugees and coming to him to borrow hundreds of officials from the Luoyang prefect. When the officials present listened, one of them was stunned in place, and after recalling it, they were convinced that they had heard correctly. Zhu Yousong, the king of Xiaofu, actually wants to settle refugees in his own monastery? This year's drought, locust plague, and military disasters have broken out in Luoyang, and tens of thousands of homeless refugees have poured into Luoyang, which has long been a headache for officials at all levels in Luoyang. Wang Yinchang didn't expect that King Xiaofu, who had always been a fish and a common man, had completely changed his personality and became a virtuous king. However, whether it is true or not, he is willing to hand over this mess to Zhu Yousong. If you deal with it well, as a political envoy of Henan Mansion, you will participate in politics, and your achievements will naturally be indispensable, but if you don't handle it well, it will also be a matter for him to Fu Wangfu. Immediately sent people to transfer 500 servants to Ying'en Temple, and let Zhu Yousong drive him. and greatly praised the little prince for loving the people like a son, he is really the sage king Yunyun, and officials of all sizes also echoed him. Zhu Yousong was too lazy to listen to them, he was sick to his stomach, and hurriedly said goodbye. 、

On the way back to the temple, Zhu Yousong suddenly rolled up the curtain of the car, showed his head and asked Zhang Hao: "What do you think of Wang Yinchang?" ”

Zhang Hao, who was driving the car, was stunned when he heard this, which was a topic that a groom should interject, and said expressionlessly: "As soon as the prince spoke, the political suffocator agreed, and he is also a good official who loves the people." ”

"You kid, not only treacherous, but also extremely slippery." Zhu Yousong smiled and scolded and closed the car curtain. These officials in Luoyang tend to be inflammatory, and they are afraid of falling behind. Resettle the people, blame each other for disaster relief and relief, pointing at them, how can Luoyang stop Li Zicheng, I am afraid that history will repeat itself. To make a difference in troubled times, the most important thing is talent!