Not long after the good news came to the capital, Zhao Xin's Luan drove also arrived in the capital.

No matter what the atmosphere in the capital is, it is turbulent or stormy.

Regardless of whether the people and families of the capital are looking forward to their king, or fearful.

Their monarch, the Son of Heaven of Great Qin, still returned as scheduled.

Although it was said to be on schedule, for some it was sudden.

Originally, I was expecting the emperor to be delayed for another two days, but who knew that the emperor's speed was so fast, and a moment ago it was rumored that the emperor was sacrificing mountains and rivers in Dahuang County.

The next moment, I heard that the emperor's Luan was less than a hundred miles away from the capital.

So much so that many people couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

"You're back, why is it so fast?"

Immediately, they couldn't help but glance at each other, looking dumbfounded...... There are a lot of actions that haven't been implemented yet.

"Is the message exact?"

Someone asked unwillingly.

Although the person who reported the news also understood the interrogator's feelings, he had to smile bitterly: "It's not a question of whether it's exact or inaccurate, Cui Luan, Liu Muzhi and others have already gone out of the suburbs of Beijing to greet them." ”

Say this, smack your lips with the listener, there is nothing to say.

There was silence for a moment.

Someone said: "Come back, come back, the Son of Heaven is also a man, what is there to fear?"

Now, don't you have to regret it?"

The person who spoke was none other than Nangong Xiang, the little prince of the Nangong family.

He and Han Zhuowu formulated a good strategy, but the implementation did not go smoothly.

He tried to convince the clan elders of the Nangong family, but the answer he got was noncommittal.

Now the sudden return of the Son of Heaven caught him off guard.

"The little prince is serious. ”

In the face of his aggressive questioning, the others present were a little sneering.

The old man sitting on the throne smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter if you regret it or not, it's just that Xiao Junhou and Mr. Han are sure that such an act can really make the Son of Heaven give in?"

As soon as the old man asked like this, everyone also looked at Nangong Sheng and Han Zhuowu.

Han Zhuowu, who didn't speak, smiled indifferently at this time, and Zhizhu said as if holding it: "Don't worry, although it has rained twice in a row in the land of Gyeonggi in the past ten days.

But this great drought has been going on since the beginning of spring, and now it is July, and the crops that should have died of drought have long since died, and this catastrophe is inevitable.

Although the emperor is strong, but Cui Cen has been in power all these years, and he has already lost all the money in the imperial court.

Now Shaofu and Taicang are empty.

Whether he wants to provide disaster relief or suppress public grievances, who else can he rely on if he doesn't rely on you?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, "This is a great word. ”

Some people also frowned and said: "Mr. Han is afraid that he has forgotten the previous battle, in order to redeem the children who participated in it, the Haoqiang family in Beijing also took out at least millions of stone of rice grain, and then one after another, there are families from other counties who enter Beijing to redeem and buy no less than one million stones." ”

Saying this, everyone's faces couldn't help but change again.

Many people nodded and said: "Indeed, I almost forgot this stubble, it seems that the Son of Heaven is afraid that he has premeditated, and he is afraid that the rice grain was raised for today." ”

"Haha, Han was personally involved in this matter, how could he forget it?"

Han Zhuowu laughed when he heard this, shook the feather fan with one hand, touched his beard with the other and said, "The Son of Heaven is indeed far-sighted at this point.

But millions of stone rice grains, if you deal with Gyeonggi, it will be a drop in the bucket, but if you add the three continents of Hebei, Yong, and Qi, it will be a drop in the bucket.

And disaster relief and pacification of displaced people are not something that happens overnight, and don't people need to do these things?"

Han Zhuowu's last sentence deliberately dragged out a long note, which seemed a little meaningful.

Everyone present instantly understood what he meant, and nodded again.

Yes, if the Son of Heaven wants to provide disaster relief, then someone will have to distribute this rice grain to the people, who are these people, aren't they still these people?

By that time, wouldn't that rice have returned to them?

"Mr. Han really knows the subtleties. ”

"Rao is emperor thinks he is smart, and he actually uses that kind of indiscriminate means to extort money and grain from us, but he probably can't imagine that those rice grains will return to us after all. ”

"Tomorrow, I will go to the court and ask for disaster relief!"

Everyone seems to have forgotten their original intentions, and they are thinking about how to get back the rice and grain that was "extorted" by the emperor.

However, some people are slightly worried, "Will this force the imperial court to be anxious, in case it ......?"

"What's the urgency, does the imperial court really want to tear up its face with our wealthy families?"

"This, everything is always afraid of what happens, don't forget, the Son of Heaven is not a person who plays cards according to the rules.

Moreover, if the displaced people really overflow, I am afraid that it will also cause disaster. ”

In the present, there are always serious people, and they are still a little worried.

Han Zhuowu laughed again: "You don't have to worry, the homeless people are homeless people after all, and the first to bear the brunt of the flood is the imperial court."

And our purpose is only to let the court understand with whom the Son of Heaven is ruling the world.

As long as the court understands, the foundation of the royal family is the wealthy families, not those mud-legged homeless people.

Naturally, you will understand how to be a good son of heaven and a holy king.

At that time, as long as the homeless people gave them a bite to eat, they would naturally return to the land obediently. ”

When Han Zhuowu said this, everyone nodded and stopped talking.

Only an old man sitting at the top said: "Mr. Han's words are true, but I don't know how many people will be in trouble, hey......"

After that, he sighed, his face full of compassion, but he did not have the slightest objection.

Nangong Sheng was disdainful in his heart, but he said with admiration on his face: "Rui Gong is really a benevolent gentleman, and we are ashamed of this compassion." But this can't be helped, we are also for the sake of the kings and sages. ”

When everyone heard this, they all put on a holy face, nodded and agreed: "Yes, the Son of Heaven is not virtuous, so that disasters come from heaven, we should let the Son of Heaven understand what a holy monarch is." ”

"If it weren't for our help before, how could he have been able to get rid of the traitor Cui.

Now the power traitor is no longer there, but the Son of Heaven is nepotistic, reckless, competing with the people for profit everywhere, tyrannical and greedy compared to the Cui family.

The people used, such as Liu Muzhi, Wang Xuance and others, are all traitors and villains. There are also eunuchs in the power of the West Factory, Yuhuatian and the like, who kill people at every turn, and regard the morality of the saint and the etiquette of the state as nothing.

In the long run, the country will not be a country, and the people of the world will also be ruined.

From the God Emperor to the Princes, our family is the Xia Zhengshuo, the context of the world, such a dim king, we must not sit idly by?"

"Well said!"

Nangong Sheng applauded loudly, "Since this is the case, then it is so decided, this time the tide of displaced people, whether we are from a family, a wealthy family, or a county with a strong family, we should not interfere for the time being."

Let's see what the court will do!"

It's not next to each other.

But the other people present who were obviously full of morality all nodded in agreement.

"Good. ”

"Let the little emperor and those mud-legged people understand who is the master in this world. ”

"Since it's all decided, little prince, we'll retire first. ”

"I don't send it. ”

Everyone said goodbye, and Nangong Shang also got up all the way to see each other.

When those people were gone, the smile on his face slowly put away.

turned into a sarcastic sneer, looked at everyone's backs, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Han, can you let the Son of Heaven fight with these wealthy families?"

"Hehe, it's not that easy, it's just a fire.

If the little prince does not believe it, he can go out of the city to have a look, and after these people leave here, they will immediately go to the outskirts of the city to greet His Majesty the Emperor. ”

Han Zhuowu smiled slightly.

After speaking, seeing Nangong Shang frowning, he said again: "But don't worry, little prince, if they go, the emperor will force them to go in the direction we set."

At that time, they will naturally no longer have a fluke heart. ”

Nangong Shang's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and then he smiled: "In this way, we will also go out of the city to greet His Majesty the Emperor." ”

As he spoke, he commanded, "Come, prepare the car, and go out of the city!"