As soon as the news of King Ding's assistance to the crown prince came out, the government and the opposition were shocked.

Although Zhu Cihong didn't think that his father would abolish him, he was still uncomfortable.

"I want to rest, but I want my father to rest in the dynasty, not Zhu Cijiong's assistance!"

Compared with the crown prince, King Ding's heart was simply overjoyed, and the day after the holy decree was issued, he threw himself into the sea-like recital.

Officials are even more talking.

"What? Does the emperor have the heart to change the reserve?"

"Could it be that King Ding followed the emperor to fight in the south and the north, and has penetrated into the emperor's heart? Are you starting to shake the crown prince's throne?"

"Is this a signal from the emperor?"

"Why is the emperor so confused!"

Not only did the officials discuss it, but the people also knew the news.

"King Ding is a very good man, our land is divided by His Royal Highness King Ding, and it is good for him to be the emperor!"

"I heard that the Joseon Dynasty was defeated by King Ding!"

"It's against the national system! The student is going to go to the Guozijian and ask the gentleman what the hell is going on."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the government and the opposition continued to talk about it.

The stone-thrower brushed off his clothes, completely ignoring the so-called turmoil, either accompanying the queen in the harem, or the cat in the Arms Bureau and the Shengong Academy.

Arms Agency.

"Your Majesty, use this rocket to blow up the salt powder into the clouds, and it will make it rain?" Tang Ruowang and the others looked incredulous.

"Why, you don't kill me?" Chongzhen raised his eyebrows.

"I don't dare. It's just that it's unbelievable."

"Hehe, you'll know if you try it."

Chongzhen has arranged a large number of scientific research projects in the past few days, some of which are still in experiments, and some of which have been put on the market.

"It's getting colder, and honeycomb coal is being promoted?" Looking at the delisted scientific research project, Chongzhen asked.

"Back to the emperor, honeycomb coal is simple to make, and it began to be sold to the people of Beijing a few days ago. The production process has also been announced to the world with the report of the Imperial Palace, and it will definitely be able to be promoted quickly."

"Don't be in a hurry to promote it in Jingshi, you must promote it in Liaodong first, the weather in Jingshi is not too cold, and Liaodong is dripping into ice."

"Yes."

……

Liaodong.

The snow was falling heavily, the weather was unusually cold, and the snow was waist-high.

The new governor of Gaizhou, Zuo Maodi, did not have a cat in the mansion in winter, but braved the cold wind and galloped in the snow field on a dog sled.

"Fu'an, are you sure you've inspected all the villages here?"

A person dressed as a master hurriedly replied, "My lord, they have all made an inspection, and the houses of the immigrants are very strong and will not be crushed by the snow. Although there is not a lot of coal, the people spontaneously cut a lot of firewood, and the food supplies are in place, and the food is very sufficient, and no one will freeze to death or starve to death this winter!"

Hearing this, Zuo Maodi still frowned, "The immigrants have food and clothing, what about those exiles?"

"This ...... Liaodong is vast and sparsely populated, and the distance between each village is very long, and there are only a few people under the ranks, and there is no time to see those prisoners who are currently focusing on the immigration situation of inspection!" Fu'an felt that he had a good reason.

Zuo Maodi naturally knew that there was a shortage of manpower, but he was very angry that his subordinates did not care about the life and death of the exiles.

"Turn around, go to Majia Village!"

Half an hour later, Zuo Maodi arrived at Xinyi Village.

It is a village composed of exiled prisoners from Jiangnan, and according to the layout, it is named Xinyi Village, Xiner Village, Xinsan Village and other names that are easy to remember and manage.

When the village chief learned that the prefect was coming, his eyes widened in surprise and he hurried out of the house.

"My lord, but what's wrong with the little one? Or is the court going to bring up the prisoner?"

Zuo Maodi waved his hand, "It's not, it's just that I'm afraid that the villagers will be cold and hungry, so I came to take a look!" He did not address the exiled prisoners, but the villagers.

The village chief let out a sigh of relief, bowed his head and followed him.

"You don't have to follow, the official goes around and investigates the people."

"Yes, yes, the little one will go back and prepare to eat and catch the wind for the adults."

Zuo Maodi didn't stop it, after all, it was not suitable to eat in the wild on such a cold day.

Suddenly, he saw an acquaintance and walked up quickly.

"Brother Huang Xian, why don't you say hello when you see me."

The man's face was scornful, "Where do the grass people dare to call the adults brothers."

Zuo Maodi sighed, "Don't worry, brother Xian, the imperial court won't exile you all the time, after all, you used to be an official Nanjing household servant, and you won't be buried!"

"Forget it, the grass people support the king of Fu, the crime is so heinous, that they are satisfied that they are not executed. I originally thought that my whole family would freeze to death in this freezing and snowy place, who would have thought that I would have no worries about food and clothing...... Ay...... The emperor is merciful! The grass people are ashamed of the emperor!"

Zuo Maodi grasped the point, "Brother Xian is saying that you can solve the problem of food and clothing?"

"Originally, on the way to exile, I no longer had any hope of living." Huang Shilang's eyes were full of emotion, "I just thought that in the wild land of Liaodong, the weather is cold, and most of the clansmen must be killed and injured.

Who would have thought that the imperial army had already been prepared, and the generals would directly distribute it to us, and it was also a military tun that was about to be harvested, and the clansmen also lived in the tunzi left behind by Jianyu, which directly solved the problem of food and housing."

Speaking of this, Huang Shilang knelt down and shouted in the direction of Jingshi, "The emperor is merciful!"

Zuo Maodi also followed the benevolence of the Dao Emperor and said, "That's good. I just came here from Haizhou a few days ago to take charge of the government, and I was worried about whether the people would be able to survive the winter, but now I am relieved."

Zuo Maodi went around the village again and rode to the next village in a sled.

……

Capital.

Chongzhen looked at the music sent by Zuo Maodi and nodded with satisfaction.

"As long as they survive this winter, the exiles will be able to settle down. Prince, is there anything else?"

The prince's face was strange, "The son is fine, but King Ding still has a battle report."

When King Ding heard this, he stepped forward to hand over the battle report sent by Fujian.

Mo Dacheng took it and gave it to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen read the content of the battle report and raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter, you two brothers have divided the work?"

King Ding was taken aback, and said in his heart: "Chen Yongfu conquered Fuzhou, Zheng Hongkui took the Tang King to sea, Zheng Zhilong led the army to surrender, such a big thing, my father didn't mention it, but asked their brothers if they had a division of labor?"

"That...... The son is in charge of the military, and the royal brother is in charge of the ...... Take charge of the big picture." Seeing that Chongzhen's face was not good, King Ding was a little worried.

"Well, you're familiar with the military aspect, and it's good for you to share some of it with your brother."

Chongzhen expressed his approval and carefully read the battle report, "Chen Yongfu is still capable, not only pacifying Fujian, but also pacifying Liangguang. Let him go back to Beijing and take up a post in the Military Aircraft Department."

"Yes."

"In addition, establish a customs office in Fuzhou, and let Huang Zongxi, Gu Jishen, and Tang Zhen go to prepare."

The prince was stunned, "I don't know what customs is?"

"Similar to the city...... I have already taught the three of them the specific process and operation in recent days, so you can communicate with the three of them and support them strongly!"

"Yes."

"What's going on over there in Sichuan?" Chongzhen changed the topic and looked at King Ding.