A letter of thousands of words was sprinkled with thousands of words, and after Emperor Hongzhi patiently read it, he was silent for a long time.

Previously, he thought that these two goods went to the disaster relief because they had the heart to help the needy, but they did not necessarily have the ability to help the needy.

But now, judging from this recital alone, it not only has the heart to help the needy, but also has the ability to help the needy.

From the standpoint of the imperial court, natural disasters are not the most terrible, but what is terrible is the man-made disasters caused by natural disasters. And this Puzhou landslide is so large-scale, but no man-made disasters have occurred.

Even all the disasters caused by the landslides were either prevented or remedied in time.

The results of this disaster relief were so remarkable that Emperor Hongzhi almost doubted the authenticity of this note.

These are really those two animals. What are the goods made?

Isn't Li Dongyang making things up?

He looked at the note again, and there was no praise or praise on it, but it was more like an article of account.

It's just a record of what you see and hear.

Li Dongyang will not boast about it, let alone use any meaty rhetoric to say that the prince is the blessing of the society and the hope of the country, and Xia Xima is the pillar of the country.

Not to mention that this is suspected of flattery, he is a scholar and a dignified cabinet minister, how can he do this kind of thing that only eunuchs do?

What's more, as a pavilion elder, he was assigned to guard the warehouse, fiddling with abacus beads all day long, and his fingers were sore to death.

Li Dongyang admits that he has no masochistic tendencies.

Of course, he didn't think about doing it, there were tens of thousands of people in this camp, maybe there were factory guards who mixed in, and everyone watched it, and after returning to the court, the people next to him all described it truthfully and answered truthfully. It's just a brainless one, how ugly it is.

Therefore, this piece of music is not blown or black, it is an account.

Write down everything he sees, and you're done.

After pondering for a while, Emperor Hongzhi handed this note to Xiao Jing, "Xiao Companion, you can also take a look at this note." ”

In fact, when Zhu Youzhu just watched the music, Xiao Jing looked at it for a long time, and he also knew the content inside, but now he still reached out and took it, pretending not to know.

Before he finished reading a long recital, Xiao Jing wiped away tears.

Zhu Youzhu couldn't help frowning when he saw this, "What's the matter, why are you crying so well?" ”

"Emperor, the slave is happy in my heart. Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Xia Xima had built such a paradise in Puzhou and saved tens of thousands of people, the slave maid was happy.

Happy for our Ming Dynasty, happy for the emperor, the emperor is worried about the people, and the slaves and maids have always known. Now that the Puzhou disaster has been eliminated, the slave knows that the emperor is also happy. ”

"And the prince and Xia Xima. Especially the prince, who was able to make such a feat, the slave maid was even more happy in her heart, and felt that our Ming Dynasty could have this prince, it was really blessed, and the people of Puzhou were also blessed. ”

Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi's brows quietly stretched, and a somewhat comfortable smile appeared on his face, but he still said: "In my opinion, the disaster relief in Puzhou can have such an effect, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with my son, and it should be all due to Juzheng." ”

If it is said that the first disaster relief thing here is planned by the prince, and it is said that the heavens are broken, Zhu Youzhu also absolutely does not believe it, the so-called Zhizi Mo Ruo's father, his son is really too much black history, jumping up and down all day long, how can he be a person who can provide disaster relief.

"Yes, Xia Xima has great talents, and this slave has always known it. But Xia Xima also assisted the prince in disaster relief, which led to the effectiveness of today's disaster control in Puzhou. ”

Hearing the word assistant, Zhu Youzhu couldn't help but groan, his original plan was indeed to let Xia Yuan assist the prince as one of his subordinates.

The Priest and Economic Bureau is a subordinate official of the East Palace, and he is naturally a minister of the Shallow Palace.

But now, this kid has become a son-in-law, although he has no name as a horse, but he has the reality of a horse, according to the rules of the country, the horse cannot have any official position.

After pondering for a moment, he didn't think about it anymore, and instead asked, "Xiao Banban thinks this letter is true?" ”

"It's true. Although the slave maid is a eunuch, she often learns from those scholars to dance and write. The slave maid saw that the words on this piece of music were Li Ge Lao's calligraphy.

What's more, the slave maid is still the Bingbi eunuch next to the emperor, and this Li Ge Lao's ticket is also a slave and maid who can be seen all day long, so he will definitely not admit his mistake. ”

After that, Xiao Jing seemed to feel that what he said was too conclusive, paused a few times, and added: "Unless someone puts a knife on Li Gelao's neck and coerces Li Gelao to write this note, there is absolutely no possibility of forgery." ”

Hearing these last words, Emperor Hongji's face was inexplicably a little stiff, but after a while, it returned to normal. That son of mine should not be so bold, and he would not be so foolish.

Put the knife on the neck of the elder Ge, he still can't do this kind of thing.

What's more, the fact that Li Dongyang was assigned to guard the warehouse also confirmed the credibility of this report from the side.

Only this Puzhou disaster relief has really done so effectively, and the camp was indeed built by the two of them from scratch, and they have great prestige in this camp.

Even if Li Dongyang is under the holy decree, he can't fight for the dominance, or even if he fights, it's useless, so he obeys the dispatch and goes to guard the warehouse with peace of mind.

The Ming Dynasty was full of disasters and difficulties, and of course the Hongzhi Dynasty was like this. Since Zhu Youzhu ascended the throne, in the past ten years, there have been dozens of natural disasters of all sizes, but none of them can be handled so properly, let alone such a large-scale landslide.

So he instinctively felt incredulous, but now everything was proving the truth of this note.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Youzhu said: "Let's copy this recital." The son of the daughter could not sit down, the prince of the Ming Dynasty went to the dangerous place in person, and went to Puzhou for disaster relief. Now with this report from Li Qing's family, he can also calm the hearts of people in the world. ”

"Eh, slave and maid, I'm going to deliver the decree."

Xiao Jing hurriedly responded, and just turned around with Song Shu in his hand, but before he could take two steps, he was stopped by Emperor Hongzhi, "Wait, you come back first." ”

"What else does the emperor command?"

"Give that piece to me, I have to take it to Kunning Palace, and first calm the hearts of Empress An and Xiurong."

In the past so many days, this palace has been designated to be unconcealed, and the entire Forbidden City is up and down, and it is estimated that it will be able to hide the Empress Dowager who eats fasting and recites Buddha all day.

The mother and daughter cry like a tearful person all day long, and the sadness is contagious, often one cries first, and the other cries together.

Zhu Youzhu comforted her at first, telling her that the two were fine, and that the two of them were alive and well.

But the two didn't quite believe it.

Of course, Emperor Hongzhi at that time was also a little unbelievable when he said this, he had not received the report from the factory guard at that time, it was purely a consolation and a white lie.

Later, I received a report, and the two of them believed a little, but they still hugged each other and cried together, and now they are living well, but who can say accurately in the future.

Zhu Youzhu couldn't do it anymore, and he didn't dare to set foot in the Kunning Palace.

I can only scold those two beasts in my heart all day long, but now that there is more accurate news, the whole camp is like a paradise, and the epidemic prevention measures are so properly done, there must be nothing wrong.

Son, son, beast, good son-in-law.

Zhu Youzhu took the recital, and all kinds of titles took turns in his heart, if these two people were not princes, they were not sons-in-law, but they were just courtiers of the Ming Dynasty.

Presumably, I only have praise for the two of them, and there will be no such scolding.

Relatives and children, each with their own thickness and thinness, is the normal feeling of people, how can I avoid it.

With an indescribable mood, Zhu Youzhu took the step and soon arrived at Kunning Palace.

With the Huangluo umbrella cover, it is still difficult to resist the stuffiness in the air, and after Luanyu, Zhu Youzhu looked up at the sky, "How many days has it not rained now?" ”

"I'm afraid it's been more than ten days."

Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi's heart became worried again, and just after a little solution to a worrying matter, another one came.

It's early autumn now, and it's not raining, so I'm afraid of another harvest this year.

Pursing his lips, Zhu Youzhu cleaned up his mood, pinched the newspaper and stepped into Kunning Palace.

Soon, the song was placed on the table of Kunning Palace, Empress Zhang was watching carefully with her red and swollen eyes, and Zhao Yuerong was also looking at her little head with her red and swollen eyes.

In the past, when she was at home, Xia Yuan taught her to read when she was fine, but she was still unfamiliar with many words, so she read very slowly.

When Empress Zhang finished reading it all, she had just finished reading the non-nutritious content in front of her.

After reading the report, the sadness on Empress Zhang's face subsided a little, and she immediately turned her eyes to look at Emperor Hongzhi, and the first question was, "When will the two of them return to Beijing?" ”

“.”

Zhu Youzhu was silent for a while, "I'm afraid it will take some time." ”

"How long will it take?"

"It's so clear in this recital, the camp is like a paradise, and it is very appropriate to take epidemic prevention measures, and nothing will happen to the two of them when they stay inside."

"But this is so dangerous, it's hell on earth, what if the two of them go out?"

“.”

Emperor Hongzhi wanted to say that the two would not go out, but even he didn't believe it, so he had to say: "Therefore, we can wait until this disaster is finished and the danger is minimized."

I've also thought about whether to send some men to tie these two people back. But now that I have read this report, I feel that this move is a little inappropriate, what if I pass through those places full of corpses on the way, and accidentally contract the epidemic? ”

“.”

The husband and wife were silent, and after a while, Empress Zhang spoke: "Husband, when they come back, they must learn a lesson." ”

Zhu Youzhu nodded, "Even if Shujun doesn't say it, I want to do the same, and I must be severely punished!" Prevent it from happening in the future. ”

Zhao Yuerong's gaze was still on the song, but his two ears listened to the conversation between the two, and when he heard this severe punishment, his whole little face became even more worried.

I snorted a few times and wanted to help my husband say a few words, but after thinking about it, I felt that what I said made sense, and it was better to punish it severely, and I shouldn't do this kind of thing again.

(End of chapter)