Chapter 72 Luoyang Beijing Office
On the third day of the day, Zhu Yousong was still asleep, he was too crazy yesterday, and he was tired from the journey, so he slept until noon.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the two little girls were even more unbearable, and they collapsed on the bed and didn't wake up yet. Zhu Yousong climbed out of the pink-colored snow-bent jade strands, cheered up after freshening up, and came to Wenchang Building.
The three old and four young people in Luoyang City have been waiting here for a long time and have been waiting for noon. Zhu Yousong heard the loud and noisy voices in the building outside the door, touched his nose in a sneer, pushed open the door, and instantly all eyes were focused on him, but it was quiet.
"Ahem, you're all up early."
“...”
Lu Weiqi was the secretary of the Nanjing Military Department before he resigned, and returned to his hometown Luoyang after resigning, and he also walked around with the Fuwang Mansion as usual, and he had the highest status in the crowd, got up and said: "Lord, the thieves from Shaanxi are coming, and the thieves from Shandong are also coming, and we are innocent in the middle." Why do thieves come to our Henan? Because we don't have soldiers, Shaanxi and Shandong have elite soldiers and fierce generals of the imperial court, we only rely on government soldiers, those big soldiers have no combat power for a long time, and even the generals in our house are not as good, how to protect our people. ”
Zhu Yousong looked at him with gray temples and strong spirits, although his face was full of flabby wrinkles, his eyes and tone were sonorous and powerful, revealing a capable energy. This old man's words are sincere, he should really be worried about the country and the people, Zhu Yousong gently persuaded: "Old Lu don't worry, there are many talents in the court, and there must be a countermeasure in the future, let's wait here for the court to send troops." ”
"Humph! Now how can there be talents in the court, all of them are Wei Zhongxian's filial sons and grandsons, lynx beasts, counting on that group of eunuchs, and the three million fathers and villagers in Henan have been poisoned sooner or later. After Lu Weiqi finished speaking, he remembered the relationship between Zhu Yousong and Wei Zhongxian, and knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he had a strong temperament and refused to bow his head, just turned his head and puffed up and didn't speak.
Fortunately, Zhu Yousong was thick-skinned enough, pretending not to hear, and said with a haha: "You are all people with heads, faces, and fames in our Henan Mansion, since you have all come to me, you naturally want me to ask the court for soldiers and horses." In this way, everyone will jointly write a letter, and I will play it to Your Majesty, so that Your Majesty will know the situation of our Henan Mansion, and send heavenly soldiers as soon as possible to solve the misfortune of Henan. ”
When everyone heard that he was willing to come out, they were overjoyed, and the Fu Wangfu was not better than other vassal kings, and the Fu King was close to the vassal, and the emperor's blood was very close. Like King Zhou of Kaifeng Mansion, although he has experienced several generations of accumulation and has strong financial resources, after all, he is the prince who was sealed when Taizu opened the country, and he does not know how many relatives he has separated from the current emperor.
In addition, King Xiaofu has won the trust of the emperor, and he has a good relationship with Wei Zhongxian, who is in power and the opposition, everyone believes that as long as King Fu is willing to come forward, he will definitely be able to come to protect his interests.
"Then please sign your name, and I will draft a chapter in a moment and play the Son of Heaven." Zhu Yousong took out a piece of Chengxintang paper from the table, stretched out his hand and patted it, and several small servants came in with pen and ink inkstones. Everyone did not doubt it, Lu Weiqi was the first to write, signed his name, and the squires and elders behind him signed them one by one.
Zhu Yousong looked at the paper full of names, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, but it was very well hidden, and no one found it.
Zhu Yousong got up in person, sent everyone out of the palace politely, and asked for soldiers and horses.
After seeing everyone leave, as soon as the gate of the palace was closed, Zhu Yousong turned around and went to the study. A few small guys were busy keeping up, and they followed suit.
"Ask Zhou Shu to come to the study to see me at night."
In the study, Zhu Yousong was holding a piece of paper full of names, like a treasure. Zhou Shuye came to the door, straightened his clothes, bent down and shouted outside the door: "Zhou Shuye asks to see the prince." ”
Zhu Yousong said angrily: "Come in." ”
Zhou Shuye gently pushed the door in, bowed his head and stood aside, waiting for orders.
Zhu Yousong couldn't see him like this the most, and scolded: "Look at your grandson, how many times have I told you, don't come to this useless death, come and help me draft a recital, I want to play the emperor." ”
Zhou Shuye didn't think it was a pestle, picked up the pen and unfolded it, waiting for Zhu Yousong to indicate how to write.
"You just said that bandits are rampant in Henan, the government is incompetent, and bandits in Shaanxi and Shandong have all poured into Henan. Natural disasters continued, and in the event of man-made disasters, the Luoyang gentry jointly requested the imperial court to send troops and food. The lion opened his mouth widely, asking for more, the larger the number, the better, and the number must be unaffordable for the court. ”
After Zhu Yousong finished speaking, he saw that Zhou Shuye had put down his pen, raised the chapter and read it, and was very satisfied. Zhu Yousong praised: "Zhou Shuye, you really have a little talent, not bad." ”
Zhou Shuye looked flattering, raised his eyebrows, and said shyly: "Compared with the prince, the villain is like a pheasant compared to Luan Feng, which is not worth mentioning. ”
Zhu Yousong looked at him with a cheap face, and it was hard to believe that he wrote the piece of music that was worried about the country and the people in his hand, and he was upright, but with his character, the next errand was quite suitable.
"You take this letter and go to the capital for me, and hand it over to Grandpa Wei and ask him to pass it on to the emperor."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Shuye was puzzled, with the status of King Xiaofu, he could directly present it to the emperor.
"Hey, where can the court give up these grain soldiers and horses I want, and he can't take them out." When you arrived at the Wei Mansion, you said to us at the age of 9,000: "If the imperial court is short of money and the finances are tight, the feudal domain is worried about the country and the people, and for the sake of the people, it is willing to pay to recruit troops and horses to pacify the thieves." ”
Zhou Shuye's eyes were shining, his heart beat violently, and he asked tentatively: "Lord Wang, I'm afraid that the court will be jealous." ”
"Looking ahead, now is the best opportunity to achieve great things. You go back and pack up, let's go, now the road is not smooth, let Zhao Hong send more people to escort you. Wei Zhongxian's house, just eat your set, you must deal with it when you go to the capital. The five tigers, five biaos, ten dogs, ten children, and so on under his hands all have gifts to give them lavishly. Without my summons, you don't have to come back for the time being, and you have a good relationship with these people in the capital. ”
"The prince's love for the villain, the villain is toothless and unforgettable, and he will be the prince's dog for the rest of his life."
"Fuck off!"