The next day, dawn.

Shen Miaoyan yawned and came down the stairs and saw Jun Tianlan and Chu Yunjian already sitting around the round table.

She walked over and heard a scholar stroked his beard and spoke: "The father of Nie Zheng of the Warring States Period, who forged a sword for King Han, was killed because of the delay in the date. In order to avenge his father, Nie Zheng went to the mountains to learn the piano for ten years, and became famous in South Korea as a stunt. King Han summoned him to the palace to play, and he took the opportunity to assassinate King Han, and he committed suicide after being disfigured. According to this story, later generations composed the qin song "Guangling San". The momentum is magnificent, and the excitement is magnificent. ”

Chu Yunjian's knuckles lightly tapped the tabletop, as if he was smiling.

She sat down on the vacant seat next to Jun Tianlan, filled a bowl of fish fillet porridge with sleepy eyes, ate a few bites, and suddenly became energetic, and couldn't help but praise: "The fish in Jiangnan is so fresh!" ”

Xiahou Ming glanced at her.

During the day, the group still wandered around the market.

This time they walked to the south gate of Yangzhou, there was a cry outside the city gate, Shen Miaoyan looked curiously, many men and women with their families, tattered clothes, yellow faces and thin muscles, about all of them were fleeing.

They cried and begged the guards to let them in, but the guards were unmoved, and were so annoyed by the begging that they even pushed the refugees.

There are also many tents outside the city gate, which look like a refugee camp.

Shen Miaoyan tugged Jun Tianlan's sleeve, frowned and asked, "Why don't you let those people in?" ”

"The prefect's arrangement." Jun Tianlan glanced at the tent outside the city gate.

With so many refugees pouring in, Yangzhou City is bound to be in chaos.

Now that there is a great drought, rice cannot be planted, and the merchants mostly store the rice in the warehouse, and when the people really run out of grain in July and August, they will release the stored grain, in order to make a big profit.

That's why the number of refugees is starting to increase now.

In addition, the locusts have crossed the border, and some vegetables and fruits that can be managed in the crops cannot be cultivated, which has further aggravated the famine of the people.

He glanced at Chu Yunjian, the other party stood with his hands in his hands, quietly watching the guards guarding the city, not knowing what he was thinking.

Some guards noticed their group, and couldn't help but come over with a spear, and said coldly: "What do you see?" Look at throwing you out again! Don't roll out yet! ”

Shen Miaoyan tugged at Jun Tianlan's sleeve and was about to walk away, but heard Chu Yunjian say coldly: "I don't know, in this Chu country, there are still people who dare to tell me to get out!" ”

The guard was stunned, then looked at Chu Yunjian's clothes, couldn't help laughing, pointed at Chu Yunjian and said, "If you are the emperor, then I will be your father!" Hahaha! ”

The other guards laughed too.

Chu Yunjian also smiled.

The guards laughed and laughed, their voices getting weaker.

This man stood under the sun with his hands in his hands, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with a handsome and elegant face and an unparalleled temperament.

And the man in the black brocade robe beside him, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, dignified and mighty, as if he was peerless.

It is rumored that the current emperor likes the moon-white brocade robe and looks handsome......

It is rumored that the national teacher of the dynasty likes black clothes, and is indifferent and domineering......

They silently turned their gaze to Xiahou Ming, who had the honor of seeing him from afar when he returned to Beijing from a victorious battle on the southwest border.

Cold sweat oozed from their backs, and they cried and knelt down: "The little one has eyes and no beads, beg the emperor to punish him!" Ask the emperor to punish him! ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed desperately.

Chu Yunjian always smiled, and sat down on the big chair of the official guarding the city: "Go and invite your prefect to come over." I'd like to ask what is going on with so many refugees outside the city! ”

The chief of the guard immediately responded and rushed to the prefect's mansion like a scud.

When the people saw the guards kneeling in front of a handsome boy, they couldn't help but gather around curiously to watch.

Shen Miaoyan turned her head and saw that Ji Changqing was also there.

He was still dressed in a good dress, and after only two glances, he turned and walked away.

In May, the sun in Yangzhou City is warm.

Shen Miaoyan quietly looked at the man sitting on the big chair, he played with the jade on his waist, and sat there alone, the emperor's momentum was already fully revealed.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xun, the prefect of Yangzhou, was dressed in court clothes, led the officials of Yangzhou City, rushed over with hurried steps, and when he saw Chu Yunjian, he hurriedly knelt down: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!" ”

He knelt very hard, because he knelt while running, Shen Miaoyan saw that his knees had slid forward for some distance.

I don't know if it hurts or not.

However, Jiang Xun still had time to think about whether it hurt or not, he put his head on the ground, as if he was very afraid.

The people around came back to their senses and knew that the handsome boy sitting on the big chair turned out to be the emperor of the dynasty, so they quickly knelt down.

For a while, a large number of people knelt at the gate of the city, and the noisy downtown became quiet.

Chu Yunjian didn't tell them to get up, but only rubbed the jade pendant: "Now there is a big drought in the south, and there is no harvest in a large number of cities. Jiang Aiqing is very capable, and he can still govern Yangzhou so prosperously. ”

When he said this, outside the city gate behind him were the tents set up by countless refugees, old and young, women and children, all yellow-skinned, and a few tattered-clad children leaning curiously against the city wall, poking their heads into the place and secretly looking here.

Jiang Xun didn't know if he was saying the opposite, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his head was always close to the ground: "The emperor, the emperor praised it falsely...... Yangzhou is prosperous, all of which are blessed by the emperor, we are blessed by you! ”

Chu Yunjian's eyes narrowed: "Oh? What does Aiqing mean is that the other cities were affected because I was still shallow and could not protect them? ”

Jiang Xun hurriedly shook his head, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Chu Yunjian's eyes grew cold.

The sun is not shining, but Jiang Xun's back is covered with a thick layer of sweat, and he said tentatively: "The emperor has traveled a long distance and worked hard, why don't you lead the emperor to go to the Weichen Mansion to rest?" ”

Chu Yunjian didn't continue to embarrass him, got up and walked towards the Jiang Mansion in the east: "Send someone to give rice porridge, medicine and clothes outside the city." If a refugee dies outside Yangzhou, Jiang Xun, you will wait to be dismissed and investigated. ”

Jiang Xun stood up with the officials, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in a panic, and trotted to keep up with him.

The prefect's mansion is magnificently built.

Shen Miaoyan followed Jun Tianlan into the threshold, but saw the carved beams and paintings in the mansion, and the maids who led the way were dressed in uniform green silk clothes, wearing silver hairpins, and dressed up very richly.

The maids are still so rich, let alone inside.

They passed through the three arches of hanging flowers, and the prefect's wife led the people from the top and bottom of the mansion, as if they were about to go out to greet them, when they saw Chu Yunjian coming first, they hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in the courtyard tremblingly: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Shen Miaoyan stood beside Jun Tianlan and looked fixedly, kneeling to the right of the prefect's wife was a young man in his early twenties, about Jiang Xun's sister-in-law, Jiang Yuelou.

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