Chapter 115: My Bread

Zhihua Temple is located in the DC area of Jingshi, not far from the East Fourth Archway, and the East Fourth Archway belongs to the prosperous commercial area in the entire East City, and countless people have heard the loud noise just now, and even the close for a while was shocked to the ears and deaf.

Looking at the fire rising in the direction of Zhihua Temple, as well as the billowing smoke, the people in the entire DC area were talking about it, wondering if Wang Zhen's family temple couldn't even look at God, so the curse descended.

It's just that the people want to put out the fire.

The people watched the fire from the other side, but the government could not sit idly by, and the first thing to react was the red shop near the Zhihua Temple.

This red shop is under the jurisdiction of the Five Cities Terracotta Division, and its terms of reference are equivalent to the fire department of the Ming Dynasty, or the fire brigade is more appropriate.

Because this kind of red shop is the same as the fire brigade of later generations, there is more than one, but there are quite a lot of them, there are more than 100 in Shuntianfu, and basically every street alley will be equipped.

The staffing in each fire shop is also basically fixed, with a general leader and ten firefighters, who are responsible for fire fighting and fire prevention.

Dozens of firefighters rushed to Zhihua Temple with buckets, fire hooks, rattan buckets, water guns and other firefighting equipment.

Then, the Shuntian Mansion Yamen also dispatched manpower, led by Fu Cheng dozens of government officials, also rushed to Zhihua Temple, and the cavalry of Jinyi Wei also began to dispatch.

The soldiers and horses of the five cities, the government of the Shuntian Mansion, and the Jinyi guards in the guard, the eyes of the three yamen are all focused on one place.

The loud noise just now was so shocking that the emperor in the Forbidden City might have heard about it, and it couldn't end without investigating it.

And at this time in the Forbidden City, after half an hour forward, Zhu Youzhu may still be in a good mood.

The whole palace was full of joy, and countless eunuchs and palace maids were busy preparing for tomorrow's feast.

After many days of accounting, the household department finally presented this year's money and grain expenditures, as well as the surplus of the entire treasury, with more than 2 million taels of silver and more than 1 million catties of silk.

There is only these leftovers in the entire Ming Dynasty's treasury, which seems to be a very sad thing, but it also depends on which year it is compared with.

It is really sad to put it in the first few years of Hongzhi, and the year-end balance of the treasury at that time was not tens of millions of taels.

However, if it is compared with recent years, it is already good, especially in the 11th and 12th years of Hongzhi, when the year-end settlement is completed, there is not much left in the entire treasury, and there is even a fiscal deficit.

There are still more than two million silver taels left this year, and Emperor Hongzhi is quite satisfied with this, but in addition to being satisfied, he is a little melancholy.

If I had known that the treasury still had more than 2 million taels of silver, I would not have needed my internal money when I bought bedding for the victims a few days ago.

"Have you counted the balance of my inner money at the end of the year this year, and how much money is still in deposit?"

"If you go back to the emperor, there are more than 900,000 taels left."

More than 900,000 taels.

Hearing this amount, Zhu Youzhu was obviously melancholy again, the inner money was nominally the emperor's private small treasury, but in fact, it was the money bag of the entire palace, which was to be used to feed a large number of people in the entire palace.

Tomorrow's Chinese New Year's Eve, the day after tomorrow's Zhengdan Festival, and the Shangyuan Festival ten days later.

For these three festivals and five celebrations, the palace people have to be rewarded with silver, and the winter Yulu must also be distributed.

Or will some palace maids and eunuchs be abolished after the year?

But a lot has been abolished over the years, and now the operation of the palace is only barely maintained, if it continues to be cut, I am afraid that even the operation of the palace will be a problem.

Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi looked melancholy, Xiao Jing habitually talked about happy things beside him, "Emperor, the victims in the southern suburbs of the capital are now grateful for the court's kindness, the emperor's kindness, the emperor's kindness, with these bedding, I don't think there will be any more victims who will die of hunger." ”

"This is not my benevolence, this is the prince's benevolence."

As the emperor, although Zhu Youzhu really cares about the people, if he is not the prince, he will not use his own money to buy bedding for these victims.

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "The emperor and the prince are both benevolent, as the saying goes, if there is a father, there must be a son, and the reason why His Royal Highness the prince is benevolent is because the emperor is benevolent." ”

"Where there is a Father, there is a Son"

Zhu Youzhu couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and then asked rhetorically: "That prince's temperament is very different from me, I am thick and steady, but the prince is ridiculous and playful, what is Xiao's explanation?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is young after all, so it's also fun to play."

"Boom!"

As he was talking, there was a sudden loud noise, like thunder.

Zhu Youzhu couldn't help frowning, "What kind of noise is this?" ”

"Emperor, this should be Winter Thunder"

"Winter Thunder? I don't sound like that. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Youzhu couldn't stay any longer, got up from the throne, walked out of the warm pavilion, and walked all the way to the back of the Taihe Palace, the tallest building in the Forbidden City.

I saw the side of the east city, there seemed to be a fire faintly, the smoke was filled, and the city gate of Chaoyang Gate could be seen not far away, and the archway could be seen, and the place where the smoke came out was between these two places.

Dongcheng, East Fourth Archway, Chaoyangmen, South Xincang.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhu hurriedly asked, "Xiao Banban, the smoking piece is where Nanxincang is located?" ”

"This, this. It seems to be. Xiao Jing also saw the archway faintly, and the archway in the east city can have such a big and tall archway, it can only be the fourth archway in the east.

The place where the fire caught fire is not far from the East Fourth Archway, and the surrounding area of the East Fourth Archway is indeed where Nanxincang is located.

When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, his heart was half cold.

Although this year's rice has been distributed, the storage area of Nanxincang is huge, and the grain stored in ordinary times is millions of stones.

Now there are at least 100,000 stones, or even hundreds of thousands of stones, in the grain and rice.

Hundreds of thousands of stone of grain.

Thinking of this number, Zhu Youzhu felt that the world was spinning, and he was a little unstable in his standing.

My bread!

"Someone! Come! Go to me immediately to check, go to check the place where the water is Nanxincang, and what is the reason for the loud noise just now, check it and report it to me immediately! ”

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After some busy work, the fire in Zhihua Temple has been extinguished, and the soldiers and horses of the five cities, as well as the Yin of Shuntian Mansion, have all been reported to the palace.

Only Jin Yiwei didn't move.

North Town Fusiri.

A bearded, sturdy man in his forties sat in the first place, his name was Mu Bin, and his position was the current commander of the Jinyi Guard.

looks a little rougher, but in fact, he is upright, shrewd and capable, and has a bold personality, but also has the unique sophistication and sleek of mixed official places.

Otherwise, he would definitely not climb from an ordinary brocade guard all the way to the position of a commander.

It's just that at this time, Mu Bin obviously couldn't control his emotions, his big bearded face was gloomy, he was holding a report in his hand, and the green tendons on his forehead were jumping.

He felt a large black cauldron on his back.

Jingzhong Temple was blown up, and Zhihua Temple went to water, the cause was actually the artillery battle set by the people of Jinyiwei? !

Fuck it!

(End of chapter)