Chapter 231: It turns out that the emperor's grandson is also a grandson.

December 15, Yongle.

Heavy snow fell from the sky.

Wrapped like a ball, Zhu Zhangui kept pouring hot air into his hands, standing outside the majestic Forbidden City, which had been built for more than half of the time.

"This smell, it's no wonder that the people who live in it can live a long life!"

He sniffed slightly, and the strong smell of cinnabar and various materials came to his face, choking Zhu Zhangui coughing again and again.

Last month, a batch of horses were handed over to the old man, and Zhu Zhangui looked at the second uncle who was snot bubbles coming out of Le's snot with sympathy, and left the Hetao area with the escort to chase after the Shenji Battalion, which had already set off first.

Halfway through, the snow began to fall.

In just the middle of the night, the entire river and the land were covered in silver.

By the time he arrived at Beiping City, the snow on the ground had already reached his calves.

This is still in the northerly direction, and further north, it is estimated that there will be no one left.

But time is not waiting for me, even if it is this kind of weather, Zhu Zhangui must rush to the north as soon as possible, make defensive preparations, and wait for the arrival of Arutai and the others.

"See Your Highness!"

The officials who supervised the construction rushed to the ground, ignoring the snow on the ground, and fell to the ground.

Although it was still snowing heavily, the construction of the Forbidden City did not stop.

The outside could not work, and the craftsmen built it inside.

Zhu Zhangui nodded, and glanced at the Forbidden City, which was also transmitted, and the sound of ping-pong banging.

"Announce it, stop the project, let everyone rest for one night, and gather all tomorrow, I have something to say!"

"This..."

The supervisory officials were a little embarrassed, and the emperor urged the construction of the Forbidden City many times, but it suddenly stopped, and they couldn't explain it to the emperor.

If the emperor blames him, the grandson who gave the order will be fine, and they will be unlucky.

Seeing the official's embarrassed look, Zhu Zhangui frowned.

"Didn't the man I sent earlier inform you?"

The official hurriedly shook his head and said resignedly.

"We've already been here, but the project is very tight, and there is no emperor's decree, so we don't dare to make a decision!"

"Bastard, if you don't listen to His Royal Highness Taisun's orders, are you looking for death!"

One of the guards roared, pulled out his gun and pointed it at the officer, about to pull the trigger.

In their minds, Zhu Zhangui is their heaven and their god.

If you don't listen to Zhu Zhangui's orders, you will go against the will of God and God, and you should die.

Zhu Zhangui raised his hand and pressed down the guard's gun.

He came to his senses.

Beiping is inferior to Jinling.

Although the officials here knew about him, they had not come into contact with him, and they did not know how big his status was in the old man's mind.

Coupled with the project of the Forbidden City, the old man is really urgent, and it is normal for these people to hesitate.

Taking out the token that the old man gave him, Zhu Zhangui looked at the official.

"Is this enough?"

"Command!"

As soon as he saw the token, the official quickly fell to his knees again.

Retracting the token, Zhu Zhangui strode into the Forbidden City, which was still under construction.

The construction site is very cluttered and full of construction materials.

Some of the craftsmen were dressed in single clothes, their faces were blue from the cold, and because of the work, their hands were exposed, and many of them were frozen and rotten.

There was even that serious hand that was swollen and unsightly.

Zhu Zhangui frowned all the way and inspected the entire Forbidden City, not letting go of any corner.

The officials who followed behind, on this snowy day, many people still had cold sweat on their foreheads.

As Zhu Zhangui's expression became colder and colder, some people's legs had begun to tremble.

After several years of construction, the Forbidden City has taken shape.

The West Palace has been built, and only the final adjustments remain.

In his previous life, Zhu Zhangui had never been to the Forbidden City, but he had probably watched some of it on film and television.

But the Forbidden City he saw was very different from the Forbidden City in later films.

Perhaps because of the many repairs in later generations, the Forbidden City has been a little different from the original appearance.

At this time, the Forbidden City was more glorious and magnificent than later generations.

A few tall palaces, which were almost never heard of in later generations.

Zhu Zhangui once remembered that it was reported on the news that after the construction of the Forbidden City was completed, several palaces were struck by lightning and burned down by fire.

Later, several successive reconstructions were struck by lightning, and the ancients felt that this was a warning from heaven, so they did not build again, or directly reduced the original area and volume.

Glancing at several leading officials behind him, Zhu Zhangui said to one of them.

"The lightning protection work of the major palaces must be done well, and I will send the top craftsmen from Jinling to be responsible for this, and when the time comes, you will go to receive it, and you will send someone to cooperate with it."

"Minister, obey!"

The official was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why he was looking for his deputy?

But since Taisun said it, then honestly obey orders.

Several leading officials glanced at the deputy and stepped forward with a smile.

"Your Highness, do you live in a built palace, or do you go to live outside the palace?"

Zhu Zhangui glanced at him, turned around and left directly.

Talking to a dying man, he felt unlucky.

The official who was left hanging in place had an embarrassed expression, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only follow quickly.

When Zhu Zhangui walked out, the busy craftsmen had already received orders and began to leave work one after another to go to their place of residence.

Zhu Zhangui said to Hu Yu: "I'll give you some cotton clothes and food later, and you can take someone to send it to the craftsman camp in person and distribute it to them!" ”

After speaking, Zhu Zhangui flicked his horsewhip, ignored the officials who came out, and walked towards the temporary residence.

When it was dark, cheers and gratefuls could be heard from the artisan camp.

While the craftsmen cheered and grateful, there were bursts of begging for mercy and shouting of grievances from the place where the officials lived.

Day 2 morning.

The laborers and craftsmen, dressed in cotton clothes and having eaten a full meal, assembled in a small queue in a large open space under the arrangement of a group of newly arrived soldiers.

Although it is said in history that millions of people were mobilized to build the Forbidden City.

In fact, these are only the total numbers, which also include the number of people who cut wood and collect stone.

At this time, the laborers were all supported by forced labor, and when the time came for this batch, the next batch would be replaced.

In addition to those professional craftsmen, there are only tens of thousands of laborers working at the same time.

According to Zhu Zhangui's information on the number of people surveyed last night.

Since many parts of the Forbidden City have been repaired, there are now only a little more than 50,000 working laborers.

"All quiet, no talking!"

After all, craftsmen are ordinary people, and their quality cannot be compared with the army.

With so many people getting together, it's inevitable that there will be a whispered discussion.

One or two people didn't talk much, and tens of thousands of people whispered together, and it was like a large crowd of flies gathered, buzzing non-stop.

The officers and men of the Shenji Battalion, who maintained order, could only shout over and over again with their heads loud, and no one was allowed to speak.

That is, these people must be used, otherwise they would have been kicked with their violent temper.

"Everyone is quiet, His Royal Highness Taisun has arrived!"

Suddenly, there was a shout.

The sound was so loud that the laborers and craftsmen looked in astonishment in the direction from which the sound came.

Whose voice is so loud.

When they saw that it was the official who gave them clothes and food last night, everyone immediately shut up.

Isn't it natural for people to give food and clothing, and listen to them?

They are members of the imperial court, and if they anger them by talking again, they may be beheaded.

Hu Yu, who shouted with the guards holding the horn, withdrew the horn with an indifferent expression.

Zhu Zhangui strode to a makeshift step.

Looking at the craftsmen and laborers who formed a large circle around the steps, their expressions were puzzled and indifferent, or they closed their eyes and pretended to sleep, Zhu Zhangui showed a warm smile.

Taking over Hu Yu's horn, Zhu Zhangui turned the power to the maximum.

"Let me introduce myself, my surname is Zhu, which is the Zhu you imagined, named Zhangui, is the grandson of the current emperor, that is, the grandson of our emperor."

Zhu Zhangui's down-to-earth opening introduction suddenly made the craftsmen interested and narrowed the relationship between the two.

"Although I am the grandson of the emperor, in fact, we are all about the same, our family is also from a farmer's family, and my grandfather is also Emperor Taizu, and he has also farmed."

"So our old man told me that we must be good to the people, we must strictly supervise all officials, and we must find out who is our own people."

"Our old Zhu family is also from a poor peasant background, and the relationship with the common people is the closest, and those who are officials are only working for us ordinary people for a long time."

"Hahaha..."

Zhu Zhangui's humorous conversation made the craftsmen who originally had different expressions feel relaxed.

When Zhu Zhangui said that the official just said that we ordinary people were working for a long time, there was even more laughter below.

While everyone was laughing, Zhu Zhangui walked to the edge of the steps and sat down, facing a middle-aged man in a military coat.

"Uncle, these clothes are not warm!"

Zhu Zhangui's uncle made the man instantly nervous, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"I can't do it, I can't help it, you are the son of a daughter, I... I... I can't afford it. ”

"Hahaha..."

Zhu Zhangui laughed, pointed at the middle-aged man, and smiled at the people around him.

"Look at this uncle, just now I said that we are all farmers, I called him uncle, he said he can't afford it, it seems that this uncle wants to work for us for a long time and become an official!"

"Hahaha..."

Instantly, another big laugh came to mind.

The middle-aged man's face turned red when he was ridiculed, and he was nervous and speechless.

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly and said comfortingly.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, you're nervous, I'm a little nervous!"

"Huh!"

There was another burst of laughter.

"Uncle, let me ask you something!"

The man rubbed his hands nervously and kept nodding.

"You've been here for a few years!"

The middle-aged man thought for a while and replied, "It's been three years!" ”

Zhu Zhangui then asked.

"How was it when you first arrived, were you well dressed and fed?"

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly.

"When I first came, it was okay, although the clothes were not good, but it would not make us freeze, and if we ate, we were ninety percent full, after all, we were too full to eat, and we had no strength to work!"

Zhu Zhangui asked again.

"So when did the clothes start to thin and the food started to dwindle?"

Hearing this question, many people below gritted their teeth for a while.

The man recalled, "It started last year! ”

"The year before last, it was a little better, I listened to a few masters, because the emperor often paid attention to this side at that time, so we ate well and dressed warmly."

"But last year, the emperor was not at home, and he didn't often notice our side, so our clothes and rations were reduced."

"At the beginning of winter this year, the winter clothes that should have been issued were expropriated by the army, and they were not given to us, so we used hay and leaves to deal with them."

The more this man spoke, the more aggrieved he became, thinking that he was the emperor's grandson in front of him, and he was so easy to speak, he should be towards them and would not shield those officials, so this man directly poured beans and continued.

"In the second half of last year, we were still 80% full. But after the beginning of spring this year, they said that the imperial court was short of food and had to feed the soldiers fighting outside, so since then our rations have dropped to 5 percent. In the winter, they said that the steppe people in the north had invaded again, and directly reduced us to 40%. ”

When the man said this, a young man next to him who couldn't hold his breath said angrily.

"Your Royal Highness Taisun, you don't know, just like this, they still mix stones and sand into it, saying that it is four layers, and in addition to the sand and stones, it is only about thirty percent!"

"The imperial court sent people to investigate, but they didn't let us say it."

"We can go back in the spring next year, saying that if we talk nonsense, they will have a way to rectify us after we go back!"

"So every time the imperial court comes to send people to investigate the situation here, we don't dare to talk nonsense, we can only say what they say."

Zhu Zhangui looked empathetic, and nodded angrily.

Then it turned into a grievance meeting.

Some craftsmen even broke some insiders.

For example, in some unimportant places, the originally good materials have become slightly worse.

Originally, some of the foundations of the triad soil have also been reduced to some materials.

These people are not too much, that is, a little bit.

However, a little east and a little west add up, and this amount is quite a lot.

When the inquiry was almost over, Zhu Zhangui beckoned below.

A group of brocade guards pressed dozens of people in single clothes, with their hair scattered and wounds all over their bodies, to the steps.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the laborers below.

"You're not talking about these people!"

Seeing what was once a high-ranking supervisory officer now a prisoner of the rank made the hearts of the laborers and craftsmen feel happy.

The middle-aged uncle was excited.

"There are some of us who we don't know, but the people I mentioned are indeed among them, and there are some overseers who are not here, and they are not good birds, and they often oppress us!"

Zhu Zhangui stretched out his hand and pressed it, calming everyone's emotions.

After everyone quieted down, Zhu Zhangui raised his voice with a loudspeaker.

"Rest assured, you can't run away from any of the people you said."

Pointing at the officials who fell to the ground by the Jinyi guard, Zhu Zhangui said aloud: "Not only these guys, but also their upper and lower families, these guys who are lying on our common people eating meat and drinking blood, none of them can escape!" ”

"My grandfather's methods of dealing with corrupt officials, I think you also know it, and I can also tell you responsibly that my grandfather will not be merciful in dealing with these corrupt officials!"

"To dare to bully our honest and simple people is to oppose our entire Ming Dynasty. This kind of scum scum, a big tumor, if we don't kill them, we won't be able to sleep. ”

"Good!"

The laborers and craftsmen cheered, accusing the officials of scolding and venting their long-standing grievances and frustrations.

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