After sunrise, Zhu Cihong left Zhou Jing's house with five or six followers.

Zhou Jing is naturally among them.

It seems to be just an ordinary trip of a rich son, but there are not a few people who are alarmed along the way.

The security of the Jingshi is the responsibility of the five city soldiers and horses, the Jinyi guard and the patrol of the city. Although there are differences, as long as there is something, they are guilty together.

The most memorable thing is that it was the fifth year of Chenghua, because the Jingshi road was not renovated, it was originally just an errand of Jinyiwei, but it involved the soldiers and horses of the five cities and the imperial history of the city to suffer together. This kind of punishment method that is almost absurd also makes these three yamen dare not pass the buck to each other, but they always go side by side when there is something.

At this time, the news of the prince's departure from the palace has spread at the level of well-informed high-ranking officials, and has even been acquiesced in by the palace.

The originally deserted street suddenly became popular.

It's just that these people all look nervous, and they are afraid and impatient.

If Zhu Cihong can't even recognize this, then he really lived to a dog in his last life.

But there's no need to worry about these details.

The streets still have the bustling scene of the past, but now because of the plague, it is indeed very depressed and cold. Even the street ruffians of the past hid at home because of the plague and did not dare to go out easily. Because of this, the soldiers and horses who were forced to go to work were firearmed, the captain of the brocade guard, and the imperial history of the patrol city...... You can imagine how much resentment you should have in your heart.

Zhu Cihong stopped and looked carefully at the houses in the wings. Many people hang signs at the door of their homes, with their place of origin, population, and number of names written on them, which is a measure taken by the imperial court to strictly review the Lijia Law and control the floating population. There is no file in the inner palace, which should be a custom only after the Jingtai Nian homeless people rose up.

However, because of the plague, many people do not have signs on their doors, because as long as there are dead people in the family, the family will often die.

"How many people are dying every day in Jingshi now?" Zhu Cihong asked Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing was about to answer him, but was suddenly pulled by Tian Cunshan.

"Childe." Although everyone knows Zhu Cihong's identity, the title has to be based on the private interview of Weifu. Tian Cunshan hurriedly replied: "I have to ask the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division about this." ”

Zhu Cihong nodded.

Although Zhou Jing has been by Zhu Cihong's side for not a day or two, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has never used him, so he doesn't know the prince's temperament. Tian Cunshan knew what the consequences of slandering in front of the prince was, if it weren't for Zhou Jing's filial piety, he would have watched him die just now.

A short, lean man in a cotton coat was abruptly caught from the crowd.

His true identity is the official of the Five Cities Terracotta Division.

The Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is subordinate to the Ministry of War, which is divided into five divisions, east, west, south, north and middle, and the initial establishment is 80 archers per division, with an indefinite amount of fire armor. At the time of Jiajing, the five divisions were expanded to 5,000 people. Considering that the population of the Beijing Division exceeds one million, there are only 5,000 standing patrol police, firefighters, and chengguan, which is not much.

Later, however, during the crackdown, the night patrol troops lined up along the road, and they were only four or five paces away from each other, which was a bit excessive.

It's just that now the civil affairs are festering, and the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division have long been half empty, and suddenly there is some urgency, and even the officials have to go to the streets to be on duty, just like now.

"Childe, since the beginning of this month, the number of corpses burned every day has been between two or three hundred." The officer's throat twitched with nervousness.

Zhu Cihong frowned.

"Don't you have an exact number?" Tian Cunshan knew what the prince meant, and reprimanded loudly.

"Childe, I really can't get the exact number." The clerk sweated profusely, but his heart calmed down: "There are officials who burn in the field, there are people who burn it themselves, and there are people who are about to die who come and wait for death, watching the fire and jumping in." Let's just say that on the fourth day of the new year, the dead were superimposed, and even the carbon was not enough. ”

The official's voice sank: "I was there on the day of the humiliation, but I just watched a corpse thrown into the fire, some of them had a straw mat, and some of them had no clothes. Where can I still keep the number? ”

Zhu Cihong stopped and looked at the official: "Don't have any clothes?" ”

The official said secretly: By the way, this is the prince who grew up in the palace, how can the nobles of Tianhuang know about the suffering of the people? He hurriedly said, "It was stripped by someone." ”

"Take it and wear it yourself?" Zhu Cihong couldn't help but speak faster.

- Why peel it if you don't wear it?

Everyone couldn't help but feel that Zhu Cihong's words were quite a bit of "why not eat minced meat".

"That's not going to work!" Zhu Cihong didn't wait for their reaction, and said categorically: "The plague was first spread by fleas, and now it must have been transmitted by bacterial contact. All the clothes worn by the patients had to be burned! No matter how bad it is, it has to boil for more than a quarter of an hour. "An hour is two hours, divided into four quarters, and boiling water for half an hour will definitely kill the plague bacillus.

Zhu Cihong remembered that the time given in the textbooks of his previous life was to boil water at 100 degrees Celsius for more than 10 minutes, and he could kill Yersinia pestis. Of course, now in this time and space, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has named this bacterium Yersinia pestis. And I have to mention that naming newly discovered things after people is a vice that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hates.

"Your Highness," said the official, who was dizzy from the shock, and said in a moment's silence, "those homeless people are really difficult to supervise, so you can't let them wear clothes." ”

Zhu Cihong took two steps forward, his brows still locked.

"The road outside Dong'an Gate is full of displaced people, and I can't manage it." The clerk sighed.

"You seem to be familiar with the city of Beijing." Only then did Zhu Cihong take a serious look at this official and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Humble as the secretary of the Dongcheng Terracotta Division, surnamed Song Hongye, Hongyuan Hong, and the ...... of the family business"

"Presumptuous!" Tian Cunshan interrupted Song Hongye's chatter, his face turned blue, and he reprimanded: "What the prince asks and answers, do you understand the rules!" ”

Zhu Cihong turned his head and glanced at Tian Cunshan coldly: "What are you yelling for?" ”

Tian Cunshan shrank his head and hurriedly stepped back.

This kind of scolding must be endured, otherwise no one can afford to let Song Hongye anger the prince. At this moment, the prince reprimanded, which is also grace from above, which can make the people below more loyal. What's more, carrying the black pot was originally the eunuch's full-time job.

Song Hongye's legs were also trembling, and he said repeatedly: "Despicable capital crime!" ”

"It's okay," Zhu Cihong said with relief, and then asked, "How long have you been in office?" ”

"I've been in the department for twenty years." Song Hongye didn't dare to say more than half a word this time.

Zhu Cihong nodded and ordered: "Tian Cunshan, in order to fight the plague, recruit Song Hongye, the scribe of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses." ”

Song Hongye was dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in his heart: Is this a flying disaster!

The Ming Dynasty adhered to the Tang and Song Dynasty systems, with officials in charge of administration and officials in charge of affairs. Officials are appointed and dismissed by the state, but officials have a variety of channels. As the officials of the ministry are busy with party disputes and making money, there are more and more phenomena of sons inheriting their father's business and acting as officials on their behalf. Song Hongye got the position because of this, he has a lot of oil and water on weekdays, and his work is leisurely, unless he encounters a major event...... For example, the prince convulsed and served private visits, so he worked harder.

So haode work, because of the prince's words, I lost it!

He didn't believe that the corrupt officials of the Terracotta Division would leave him a place, and maybe he would sell it to someone else, but the prince just said that he was a subordinate official of the East Palace, but he didn't even say an official position.

- This is the Prince! The future emperor! You can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, right?

Song Hongye said secretly in his heart.

- But...... Maybe you won't remember my name tomorrow.

Song Hongye was entangled in his heart.

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