Zhu Cihong was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: What news did your father receive? Does he know how much money I have received? Do you want to divide some out? Is it a yes?

In an instant, Zhu Cihong had already turned a thousand corners in his mind.

"The son of a daughter can't sit down, you are the capital of the country, how can you enter the danger lightly?" Chongzhen said with a blaming face: "Your queen mother was so anxious about this matter that she fainted. ”

"Sons are not filial." Zhu Cihong's heart was relieved: It turns out that the emperor doesn't know!

"And you are here to show the compassion of the Heavenly Family, but there are rumors spread outside that there is no plague in the Chengguo Mansion, and that you are slaughtering in the name of the plague." Chongzhen was quite angry in his words.

Any parent instinctively believes that their children are copies of their childhood. Therefore, parents who studied seriously when they were children would never believe that their children would skip class; Parents who followed the rules when they were children never believed that their children would make friends with scoundrels; Parents who were polite when they were children would never believe that their children would be disrespectful and foul-mouthed.

Chongzhen was a young seed when he was a child, and he liked to read and study scriptures. When Zhu Cihong was in the palace, he also looked studious, which was a copy of Chongzhen, which made the emperor believe that the prince would do such a heartbreaking thing?

Who would have thought that Zhu Cihong was a human being in two lives, and he was not very good today.

"I have ordered Dongchang to secretly investigate, who dares to say such crazy words, must not be tolerated!" The emperor's dragon power burst out, and he was really domineering.

Zhu Cihong shook his head slightly and said: "Father Bixia, the mouth of the people is more important than the defense of Sichuan, there is a way: after seeing the hearts of the people for a long time, why bother to defend yourself?" If someone is convicted for this, for a thousand years, there may not be no good people who will go along and say that they are weak in nature. ”

Chongzhen glanced at his son carefully: "You are just too kind." When you know that people's hearts are sinister, you can't trust people! ”

"Erchen understands," Zhu Cihong nodded, "It's just that this matter should be revealed, and it is not appropriate to raise a big prison when state affairs are complicated." ”

Chongzhen took a deep breath: "Since you say so, I will spare those traitors." ”

"Thank you Father Bixia," Zhu Cihong said with a smile: "Actually, this rumor is also slandering Cheng Guogong." Looking at the legacy of Chengguo, you can know that Zhu Chunchen is really well aware of righteousness, frank and selfless, and can be called a model. The people who lived because of his donation will be grateful for it for the rest of their lives. ”

"You're right!" Chongzhen seemed to be inspired: "Send Zhu Chunchen's testament to the palace newspaper, and let the martial arts of the world take a look!" After that, he remembered the failure of his persuasion, and asked the prince with a forced smile: "Cihong, how many inches has the good bud you said when you entered the palace last time?" ”

Zhu Cihong remembered that his father, Emperor Bixia, had promised that as long as he could get a lot of private donations, he would allocate the same amount of money and food from the internal funds. Now, not to mention the black income from Cheng Guogong, the donations on the books alone have more than 200,000 taels. This amount is the total amount of money in the current country, if it is really reported, the dignified Emperor Ming can only break his word and get fat, or cut the meat in pain.

"Now the city's industrial and commercial people are all willing to donate, and Erchen can not only use this donation to prevent the epidemic and provide disaster relief, but even have the balance to train the Beijing camp." Zhu Cihong said generously: "My father doesn't need to pay another salary from the inside." ”

Chongzhen thought that the prince wanted to save face, and said with a smile: "The poor have no money to donate, but most of the rich and noble are not benevolent, who will give it to you?" You're going to stiffen up in front of me, and you're going to have to tighten your belt when you turn back. ”

Zhu Cihong is not a person who spits out when he is provoked, but the matter has come to this point, and it is not a way to always let his father look down on him. Even if you don't have to worry about your father's taboos, then showing your abilities is a necessary means to gain trust.

However, the emperor's face still has to be taken into account, otherwise it is not a question of whether he will be able to do things, but whether he will be a man.

Zhu Cihong said: "Erchen has the help of his subordinates, and the things in this account are complicated and indescribable, so I still order someone to take it, and my father will see it himself." ”

Chongzhen nodded in approval.

Only then did Zhu Cihong order someone to send a message out and let Yao Tao enter the palace with the account book of the charity.

It is not too far from the East Palace Outer Mansion to the Wenhua Palace, and Chongzhen and Zhu Cihong's father and son happened to have a discussion on the experience of military training. Although Chongzhen is a literary and artistic young man, he has indeed practiced internal exercises, and wants to use tens of thousands of eunuchs in Da Nei to train a new army. However, from the problem of these "new troops" using gunpowder to cause explosions at every turn, we can get a glimpse of their strength.

Without strict military discipline, without institutionalized drill codes, without breaking down tactical movements, and without formulating the necessary rules for the maintenance of equipment, how can it be possible to train into a strong army?

But since he is the emperor, he is somewhat privileged. For example, he failed to train his troops, but it did not prevent him from instructing the prince how to train his troops.

Zhu Cihong has carefully read the military books of Qi Jiguang, Xu Guangqi and others, and since he arrived at the outer residence of the East Palace, he has practiced it personally, listening to the report of the ten-member regiment every day to understand the psychological trends of the soldiers. As far as military training experience is concerned, Zhu Cihong is by no means a soldier on paper. However, as a son-in-law, the emperor still has to echo what he says.

Since someone can use the thoughts of great men to guide tomato breeding, then the emperor's words of Chrysostom must also have their usefulness!

Zhu Cihong finally waited for Yao Tao to come in with the account book and personally entered the imperial review.

Yao Tao sent in the general ledger first, and as for the ledger and journal, they were waiting outside in boxes for the emperor's inquiry.

Chongzhen didn't have that much to ask, he was stunned by the number on the ledger.

"How...... How are there so many! Chongzhen looked at Zhu Cihong, a little puzzled. When he was soliciting, it was already very face-saving for the nobles to donate a thousand taels of silver, and even then he had to keep his face up and be a villain, and he had to bear the howls and bitterness of those nobles, as if he had taken someone's life.

Why did the prince come out, in just over a month, he was able to raise more than 200,000 taels!

"The main reason for this is that it can be deducted from taxes." Zhu Cihong said modestly: "I'm afraid that the household department will collect a lot less tax because of this, which is equivalent to my father Bixia intercepting the commercial tax in advance to give his sons and ministers disaster relief." ”

Chongzhen is still skeptical, even if the commercial tax is not so much.

Of course, it is impossible to receive so much money just by deducting taxes.

The key is still the plague on the Chengguo Mansion.

There is a saying: when the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is no place for inaction.

That's a really good thing to say.

Some people in the capital firmly believed that there was indeed an outbreak of the plague in the Chengguo Mansion, which was contained by the divine power of the East Palace Ether Wei Xingjun, and the entire city of Beijing was preserved. Naturally, there are also people who think they are smart and spread "rumors", saying that this is the prince's robbery of the house and robbery in the name of epidemic prevention.

Those who believe in the former will donate silver taels out of reverence.

Those who believe in the latter will offer silver taels out of fear.

Anyway, there is no inscription on the silver, and there is no psychological monologue of the donor written on the books. Of course, Emperor Chongzhen couldn't understand the reason.

Soon, even the small people in the market also discovered a phenomenon: if anyone who donated a lot of silver, the Qingyi doctor would always sprinkle more lime outside his house, and his home would naturally be safe. And those rich and noble families who were stingy and refused to donate money, even if they paved the roads with lime, could not escape the outbreak of the plague.

For a time, nursery rhymes were sung everywhere in the capital:

"If you want to live, donate more silver, and save your family with a merit;

At this time, I was reluctant to give up yellow and white things, and the plague god couldn't cry when I came to the door. ”

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