"Long live Zhou Yingluo, she was placed in a private house." Tian Shouxin said.

"I haven't seen her since I brought her to Jinzhou."

Tian Shouxin heard this, and immediately said: "The minister will announce her audience." ”

"Forget it, I'll go for it." Zhu Youjian said, "You lead the way." ”

"Yes."

Zhu Youjian led the team out of the mansion, looked at the empty houses, and thought of the Ming people who were slaughtered by Jianyu in two years, and felt sad for a while.

If he hadn't crossed over by himself, at this time, Jianyu would have started slaughtering Gyeonggi.

While walking, Zhu Youjian thought about it, immigrating to Liaodong from Hebei and Shandong, but the road was far away, and it took a month or two to go.

This year's spring planting season is coming to an end, and even if the immigrants come here and have enough land, they will not be able to grow food.

In the coming year, we will definitely go hungry, and it will be difficult to deal with the civil unrest.

There is no way, I can only wait for the end of winter, divide the cultivated land before the beginning of spring, sow directly when the season comes, the imperial court will help for half a year, and wait for the autumn harvest, and the Jinning line will be stable.

At that time, there will be plenty of grain and grass, and the supply of troops will be vast, and it will be greater to take Liaodong in one go.

"Holy Lord, it's here." Zhu Youjian was thinking about it when he heard Tian Shouxin speak.

"Hmm."

Tian Shouxin sent someone to knock on the door, and Zhou Yingluo opened the door and came out in a few days.

She was behind the door, and she knew about court etiquette, and when she saw Chongzhen arrive, she hurriedly saluted.

"Alright, excuse me, go in and talk." Zhu Youjian said softly.

Tian Shouxin took a deep look at Zhou Yingluo, his face did not change, and followed Chongzhen into the courtyard.

"The emperor has all the opportunities, how can he deign to come to the grass people's residence, and the grass people ......"

"Okay, don't grass people, see you don't have turmeric, your face is a lot whiter." Zhu Youjian looked at Zhou Yingluo's white face, and easily stabbed her little trick.

In fact, he knew early on that Zhou Yingluo's previous face was painted with turmeric.

Now that I have arrived in Jinzhou, the city is full of soldiers, there are no people, there will be no shops, and Zhou Yingluo's "Book of Disguise" cannot be used.

"Your Majesty, you have already ......" Zhou Yingluo was surprised, but he was not sure.

"You are dressed very well, but you forgot to cover your earlobes, since the first time I saw you, I found that you are a daughter." Zhu Youjian smiled.

"The people's daughter deserves death for bullying the king." Zhou Yingluo was frightened and hurriedly knelt down.

"You didn't know my identity at the time, so it's not to blame for those who don't know."

Zhu Youjian waved his hand and continued: "You are indeed the daughter of Zhou Yuji? What is your real name? ”

"The folk girl is the daughter of Zhou Yuji, and her real name is Zhou Yingluo, the cherry blossom of cherries, and the fall of flowers."

"It's quite poetic. It should be the cherry blossom of the cherry blossom, and the fall of the fall! ”

When Zhou Yingluo heard this, her face turned red, and she didn't know how to respond, so she had to bow her head and remain silent.

Boom Boom Boom ......

As we talked, thunder billowed from across the sky.

Zhu Youjian listened, walked outside the door, and looked at the sky.

Since the beginning of the Wanli period, there have been frequent droughts in the north of the Ming Dynasty.

After Chongzhen ascended the throne, the situation was even worse.

There has been no rain in Yulin and Yan'an for 13 years, no rain in Linfen and Changye for 9 years, and no rain in Zhengzhou, Luoyang, Baoding and Taiyuan for seven or eight years.

Even Suzhou and Yangzhou have not rained for 5 years.

There was a great drought in the north, but there was a great flood in the south, and the locust plague and plague that followed were endless, and the Central Plains suffered continuously.

The people have no harvest and cannot eat, and the imperial court continues to increase salaries in order to fight against the Jianjiao, coupled with the rampant expropriation of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, it is inevitable that they will rise up.

Many people say that the Ming Dynasty essentially died in natural disasters, and there is a certain basis for this.

Since the beginning of spring this year, Jinzhou has not rained, the thunder just now is rolling, the sky is gloomy, the lead clouds are like ink, the air is also damp and dull, it seems that there will be heavy rain, which makes people excited.

After a while, with the summer thunder, showers of rain fell, moistening the dry earth.

"It's raining well, it's washed away the poison left by Jianyu!" Tian Shouxin looked at the Xinxin drizzle and exclaimed.

"Let me wash away the poison left by Jianyu, and this rain is just right for the cultivation of new species." As soon as corn, potatoes and other crops arrived in Liaodong, it rained! Zhu Youjian felt that God was beginning to favor Daming.

Whoa......

The rain became heavier and heavier until it was nearly dark, and there was no intention of stopping.

If you don't have an umbrella, in such a rain, it is estimated that you will not go far, and you will be drenched all over.

Zhu Youjian had to wait, chatting with Zhou Yingluo about his father's deeds from time to time, and asking her about her childhood experience.

Gradually, Zhou Yingluo's nervous heart finally eased.

She looked at the emperor who was talking eloquently, and remembered the scene of Chongzhen going up the mountain on the iron horse and laying down in a dragon robe, and sighed with emotion.

The people I see who read, how can anyone be willing to do this kind of work, it is a person, who thinks he has broad knowledge, and one by one points out the country and talks highly, and does a little thing by himself, as if it is a great shame.

But Chongzhen did it himself, slept on the ground, and didn't care about those red tape.

Thinking of his heroic posture of fighting bravely to kill the enemy, the strategizing of the military order, and looking at the Ninety-Five Emperor in front of him, Zhou Yingluo's heart was pounding.

Zhu Youjian has been in the army since he crossed over, and now when he sees this gentle little man and talks, his heart has been stirred for more than a month, and he has calmed down a little and is in a good mood.

The sound of the dripping rain came from outside the window, Zhu Youjian poured himself a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and said a word.

Zhou Yingluo dealt with it carefully, from the interesting stories when she was a child, to the parenting and teaching of her parents, and then to the hungry people caused by the drought in recent years......

Before he knew it, it was already dark, and Tian Shouxin hurriedly lit a candle in the house.

By the candlelight, Zhou Yingluo looked at the serious and confident look on Chongzhen's face, listening to the scenes of those golden iron horses, and only felt that he was following that sentence, like a sword and a sword.

Candle tears fell, time passed quickly between conversations, Tian Shouxin looked at the sky, and his heart became anxious. He was afraid that the rain would not stop and delay Chongzhen's rest.

Fortunately, the rain outside the house gradually became lighter, Tian Shouxin stood in front of the window, looked out the window, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hooray, it's late at night, the rain has stopped, it's time to move."

Zhu Youjian was chatting happily, and was a little embarrassed when he heard Tian Shouxin send off the guests on his behalf.

I am a 35-year-old greasy uncle, and at night, I am a 16-year-old girl's boudoir landlord, and it is really not like words.

If he was ten years older, he really wanted to do something, but unfortunately Zhou Yingluo was too young.

"Great, let's go back." Zhu Youjian hurriedly got up and said loudly.

Zhou Yingluo breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and hurriedly knelt down to send it off. It was so tiring to chat with the emperor, and my heart rate was out of order.

"It's raining today, and it's going to be a little cold in the second half of the night, so remember to cover the quilt at night." Zhu Youjian just stepped out of the threshold and turned around to instruct.

Zhou Yingluo was confused by his unusually gentle words, and looked at him a little blankly.

"Well, got it, oh, obey ......"

"Don't kick the quilt when you sleep, close the window, it's windy tonight, be careful of the rain inside." Zhu Youjian said again.

Zhou Yingluo couldn't help but shiver when she heard this, I am not a child anymore, and I still need you to say this, and her face turned crimson.

Finally caught Chongzhen and walked away, Zhou Yingluo only felt more tired than riding a horse for a day, hurriedly washed, made the bed, and pulled up the curtains.

This night, Zhou Yingluo tossed and turned for a long time before he fell asleep in a daze and had a strange dream.

I dreamed that in one night, there were thousands of more recommendations, hundreds of monthly tickets and rewards, and there was no need for the author to add more!