Chapter 13 Our son may be Zhu Xiongying?!

Yangzhou City.

Seven days are fleeting.

The changes in this "wasteland", under the dedication of Zhu Yan and Yang Xian, can be described as a new one day at a time.

The rubble and rubble in the palace have been emptied, and a makeshift wooden house with a small space has been erected.

The surrounding houses are all simple wooden and stone buildings, and the roof tiles of each one are very tightly covered.

Compared with these, the thatched roof of the government and the temporary tent of King Xiao Wu next to the land temple are ridiculous.

Outside the northwest of the city, not only two hundred soldiers set up two barracks, but several rivers on the side were also dredged.

There is also a small half of the river that is being dredged, and as far as the eye can see, most of the area is still barren at this time.

But in the scaly, dry farmland, there are already people turning over the soil and preparing for ploughing, with smiles on their faces.

Zhu Yan, Yang Xian and Lu Mingyi walked along the side of the field, and when they saw them, they were very happy and greeted them politely.

Zhu Yan walked forward slowly, only to hear Yang Xian ask Lu Mingyi with anxiety.

"How many of the exiles have returned?"

"Your Excellency! As of yesterday, there were nearly 100 households and more than 600 people returning to their hometowns. ”

"Why so little? It's about to be spring......"

Yang Xian's face was ugly: "If the people can't come back before the ploughing, the fields will still be barren this year!" ”

"Governor Yang! Even if the people return, this year will still delay the agricultural time. Zhu Yan stopped and reminded him.

Yang Xian was puzzled: "King Wu! Why? ”

Lu Mingyi hurriedly explained for Zhu Yan.

"Because even if they return, they will be a family with no walls. Not to mention rice planting tools, I don't even have food and shelter......"

When he said this, he could only smile helplessly: "Lord Fuzun!" This year, I am afraid that these fields will still be abandoned. ”

"No!"

Yang Xian Zhengse said: "The top priority now is to let the people in exile return to their hometowns as soon as possible, I believe in an old saying......"

"'The homeland is hard to leave', as long as the people can feel a little vitality, then they will climb back."

Lu Mingyi agreed with Yang Xian's words, but subconsciously glanced at Zhu Yan.

Yang Xian didn't care, thought for a while and asked, "How much is there still silver in the house?" ”

"Before the emperor left, he left seven thousand taels of silver." Lu Mingyi said seriously: "King Wu has 1,000 taels to govern the army, and 6,000 taels is used for the restoration of the government." It only cost us about fifty taels! ”

Zhu Yan took the opportunity to ask: "What do you want to do with silver?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness King Wu. The minister was going to take out 4,000 taels for the people to settle down. Let them know that anyone who can return to their hometown before the beginning of spring will be given one or two taels of cash to each household! ”

When Yang Xian spoke, he instinctively puffed up his chest and shook the sleeves of his official uniform, obviously very proud of his plan: "What does Your Highness think?" ”

"Listen, it feels pretty good......"

Zhu Yan is not a person who is jealous of the virtuous and capable, and he will not completely deny this person's previous efforts because he knew the evil deeds committed by the other party in his previous life: "This king supports you!" ”

He felt that in his previous life, Yang Xian looked very good for his political achievements, and when he first took office in Yangzhou, he still worked hard to do a few practical and important things, which were loved by the people.

"Good! Lu master book. I order you to draw up a notice and put it out......"

Yang Xian was overjoyed and gave an order loudly. He was afraid that this little King Wu would not understand anything, and he would always make a stumbling block for himself.

"To the north, it should be posted to the border of Shandong, and to the south to the mouth of the Yangtze River. Let the exiled people know that we sincerely hope for their return! ”

Lu Mingyi was a little hesitant at this moment: "But, Your Highness, Fuzun!" Isn't this government building built? With all due respect, my subordinates ......"

"These four thousand taels are gathered together, and one can be built. But distributing it to the people is only a drop in the bucket. It's not a wise move! ”

"Build! Haven't we already built a shed, using the broken wall as the wall and the stone slab as the case, and we are also managing the government? Yang Xian said more seriously.

Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Master Lu is too rigid about reality. Don't you see that your family wants to build the Yangzhou Mansion into the hearts of the people? ”

When Yang Xian heard this, he was shocked, and looked at Zhu Yan in disbelief, he was about to introduce Zhu Yan as a confidant.

Just when he felt more and more unable to see through this fourteen-year-old little prince, he suddenly heard the movement of a team of chariots and horses running over the mud on the official road behind him.

Zhu Yan and Lu Mingyi also found out, and when they looked back together, they happened to see this mighty team of more than 1,000 people, and they happened to stop to rest.

"That's it! Everyone breathes a sigh of relief, and they will be able to enter the city soon......"

These are the materials and soldiers sent to Yangzhou by Emperor Hongwu.

But the sedan chair in the middle, as well as the accompanying little girl ring, made Zhu Yan a little confused for a while.

When the sedan curtain was opened, a familiar person walked out of it, which made him even more surprised.

The person looks young from a distance, tall and pretty, wearing a lake blue jacket skirt, and the whole body naturally shows a heroic spirit.

"Clear the snow? This is not the future crown princess Chang Qingxue! Why did she come too? ”

Chang Qingxue and the people in the team were resting and looking around.

Suddenly, their eyes inevitably saw Zhu Yan and a few people on the side of the field.

A leading general immediately turned around, exchanged glances with Chang Qingxue, and shouted here: "Over there, but His Royal Highness King Xiao Wu, Lord Yang of the Prefect ......"

"Exactly!!" Zhu Yan responded loudly.

Yang Xian also smiled and waved his hand, and Lu Mingyi humbly beside him.

"I've seen His Royal Highness King Xiao Wu and Lord Yang of the Prefect! Fan Zhen, the left guard of a certain government army, escorted Princess Wu, rice seeds, money and grain and other materials to ......"

"Ahh

But they were overjoyed, and halfway through the race, they realized that they were three fields away from the convoy, and they had to turn around and run on a closer road.

And at this time, Zhu Yan was in a state of confusion throughout the whole process, and he was messed up by the general's sentence "Princess Wu".

When Chang Qingxue stood in front of him and shook it with her green jade hand, Zhu Yan still felt that this was really a fantasy.

He couldn't help murmuring: "You, the eldest daughter of Changfu, have become my daughter-in-law, so who is the crown princess?" ”

"Lu Xiangzhu. Lu Chang and Lu Shangshu's daughter! Chang Qingxue muttered as if she knew a little.

Zhu Yan glanced at Chang Qingxue and muttered to himself: "In other words, our child may be Zhu Xiongying?" And in this way, I indirectly helped Zhu Yunwen to become the eldest son? ”