Chapter 478: Deep Love Will Last Forever

"Zhao Yunliang...has their family started eating grains again?"

Zhao Zongshi shook his head slightly, feeling that this was really ridiculous.

"I remember that my uncle was a pious monk, but I didn't hear that he frequently went without food, right?"

Zhao Zhongzhen said: "No, my uncle went back today. It is said that he even gathered people to drink. During the dinner, he said some words about the joy of suffering, and the whole family cried like a man."

Zhao Zongshi lamented: "In these years... that woman was very proud in the palace before, and the queen could only bow her head. The uncle naturally has to live a cautious life, otherwise the queen may not be able to survive if she is caught."

Seeing that his son was in a daze, he said, "It seems that many things are unavoidable now. If you look at the appearance of those people, you will know how to deal with them when you go in."

The palace is not a kind place. Zhao Zhen is known as a benevolent king, but his indifference and cruelty to Empress Cao cannot be described as a benevolent king.

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded, "Dad, Chen Zhongheng went to the Beihai County Prince's Mansion earlier and scolded him, saying that it was freezing outside and there were disaster victims on the road, so couldn't he restrain himself?"

Zhao Zongshi's eyes were slightly cold and he asked: "Why?"

He had never been so indifferent to Zhao Yunliang and his son. Zhao Zhongzhen was moved in his heart and said: "The Beihai County Prince's Palace has been buying people these days. They want stunning women."

Zhao Zongshi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Don't worry about this."

"yes."

Zhao Zhongzhen thought to himself that I had dug this hole for Zhao Yunbi, and I didn't care, but Zhao Yunbi probably wanted to tear me into pieces.

He left the house and took Yang Mo around the city.

According to Zhao Zongshi: Now that I and I have won a good life for you where no one will control you, just enjoy it. Once I enter that place, things are no longer under my control.

Zhao Zhongzhen didn't like the prosperity of Bianliang and thought it was too noisy.

This was him before, but now he looked at the noise greedily. Even when he saw two people fighting, he didn't try to dissuade them. Instead, he made friends loudly and even offered advice to the defeated person.

"Gouge his eyes and kick him in the crotch..."

The sergeant from the Inspection Department came and put an end to this lively fight.

The weather was very cold, so Zhao Zhongzhen walked out aimlessly.

"what is that?"

He walked along Yujie to Nanxunmen and saw a group of ragged men and women hiding in a street pavilion and lighting a fire to keep warm.

"No one cares?"

Although this is an outer city, the power of the Inspection Department still extends here.

"Xiao Langjun, these are the people affected by the disaster."

Yang Mo was used to seeing this kind of thing and had long been numb: "Every winter there are always people around Bianliang who can't survive, and they will come to the city to seek shelter... Doesn't Shen Langjun often donate money? Sometimes those places will also donate money. Porridge. When spring comes, these people will disperse."

People in this era are very miserable, especially farmers. Whenever the lean season comes, it is a difficult time for them. They can survive for another year, but they cannot survive...

Therefore, loan sharking is rampant among the people, but the government has no control over it. Why? Because the government couldn't take care of everyone, it was ultimately left to those loan sharks.

Wang Anshi later saw this and introduced the Green Miao Method.

Zhao Zhongzhen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he walked over.

"Young man, be careful!"

Most of these victims are honest people, but honest people will also turn into wolves when facing life and death crises.

Zhao Zhongzhen didn't care about this, he strode over.

There were more than 20 victims in this group, all huddled in the pavilion to keep warm. As the temperature rose, a stench filled the pavilion.

Seeing Zhao Zhongzhen approaching, these people shrank back in panic and gave up most of the space.

Zhao Zhongzhen stood there, watching a woman holding a child and catching lice. She pinched the gray-white louse on her fingertips, then stuffed it into her mouth with a smile...

He suddenly turned around and ran away, and Yang Mo chased after him in shock.

Zhao Zhongzhen stopped while running. He put his hands on his thighs and panted, his eyes blank.

Yang Mo didn't know what was wrong with him, so he asked, "Is Xiao Langjun feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhao Zhongzhen shook his head and returned home all the way.

He spent the day in a haze, but couldn't fall asleep when he lay in bed at night.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally fell asleep.

——The fire was burning, but the faces of the victims could not be seen clearly.

Zhao Zhongzhen looked up and saw that the sky was gray, as if it was night.

There was no one around. The victims sat around the fire, and no one said a word.

There were weird smiles on those faces, not happy, but very weird.

The woman was catching lice, and when she caught them, she stuffed them into her mouth. Every time she bit down, she could hear a popping sound.

The child's face turned black and he didn't move at all, as if...

A gust of wind blew, and the victims all looked up, and Zhao Zhongzhen also looked over.

The dark clouds were so big that they obscured everything in sight.

When Zhao Zhongzhen lowered his head again, he was shocked to find that all the victims were gone, leaving only the infant child.

The child looked at him blankly, then disappeared out of thin air...

Zhao Zhongzhen suddenly woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes in the darkness and turned his head to look in panic.

The pale light from outside shone through the window paper and fell on the table.

Everything in the room seemed to have stopped, and time seemed to have stopped.

Zhao Zhongzhen stood up slowly, and then realized that his body was covered in cold sweat.

He wrapped himself in a quilt and sat there until the early hours of the morning.

After changing his clothes, he went to find his father.

Zhao Zongshi was having breakfast, and when he saw him coming, he asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded and said: "Dad, my child saw the victims in Nanxunmen yesterday. He felt palpitated and had nightmares at night."

Zhao Zongshi frowned and said, "Go and invite the doctor."

"No, dad."

Zhao Zhongzhen said: "I just think about it every day and dream about it at night. I don't think it's wrong."

Zhao Zongshi looked at him carefully, and when he saw his brows furrowed and his expression gloomy, he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect you to be thoughtful... It's just that being too thoughtful is hurtful, so it's better to be more open-minded!"

Just seeing the victims gives me nightmares. What if I see more tragedies in the future?

This is love.

Love is so deep that it will last forever!

Zhao Zongshi sighed in his heart, but refused to suppress his enthusiasm, so he asked: "What do you want to do?"

He was very interested in knowing his son's plans, and it was considered a test.

Zhao Zhongzhen thought about it for a long time, and his thoughts were very clear: "Dad, I want to write a memorial and advise local governments to take the initiative to clean up the victims. Open positions when they should. It is almost the end of the year. We cannot let these people live like ghosts." Wandering.”

He was still frightened by last night's nightmare, and a deep sadness filled his body. Even Zhao Zongshi felt it.

Why!

You are so considerate!

Zhao Zongshi said: "Go and write it. You won't do anything for your father, just hand it over."

No modification?

Zhao Zhongzhen just wanted to make suggestions, but according to his father's wishes, did he actually want me to show off?

However, this was an encouragement to the young man. Zhao Zhongzhen went back and wrote a memorial and gave it to his father.

Later this memorial appeared in Zhao Zhen's hands.

"Guan family, this is the memorial written by Zhao Zhongzhen."

"It's him?"

Zhao Zhongzhen performed very well yesterday, which made Zhao Zhen happy for a long time. Now that he heard that it was his memorial, he couldn't help but said with great interest: "He learned that I praised him, so he came to show his humility? Young people always It’s so funny, it reminds me of myself back then…”

His words stopped after he saw the contents of the memorial.

Zhao Zhen, who was gradually frowning, suddenly exhaled and asked a little tiredly: "Are there any victims of the disaster anywhere in the capital?"

Han Qi was startled, then left and said: "Your Majesty, there have been heavy snowfalls in various places recently, but there are some victims, but now they are all resettled on the spot... But after all, there can't be so many resettled..."

This was Shen An's fault. Originally, most of the victims were organized into military units, but now, they all have to be resettled on the spot.

Why do those powerful people and gentry oppose this matter?

After the original disaster victims were organized into the Xiang Army, the land left behind became a hot commodity, and they could easily buy it back at a very low price.

Moreover, the Xiang army was often ordered to do things by the powerful, which was regarded as free labor.

This is also a way to get rich quickly, and it is fair and honest, no one can question it.

But that little beast Shen An actually cut off everyone's way of making money. It's really hateful!

Zhao Zhen sighed: "It's the end of the year, is the library empty?"

It is impossible to be empty. If it were empty, the whole Bianliang would be in turmoil.

This is just a small trick used by some people to remind Zhao Zhen: Your Majesty, take a look for yourself. Are you confused by the sight of those victims wandering around the capital?

Confused?

If you're confused, that's right. Let's go back to the old system and organize all the victims into Xiang troops.

Han Qi understood in his heart, but he could only smile bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will have the victims resettled later."

Don't show this disgusting little trick, otherwise a few people might get angry when the officials are angry.

It's almost the end of the year, so everyone should be safe and sound.

With these thoughts of compromise in his mind, Zhao Zhen looked at the memorial again and praised: "Look at what this child said, the victims who were supposed to be resettled actually appeared in the capital openly. It shows that the local officials have neglected their duties and this matter is not serious. If you deal with it, others will follow suit in the future... What does Han Qing think?"

That guy is very sharp!

I discovered a problem, and then I wanted to use thunderous means to suppress it.

Whose method is this?

But the method is impeccable.

Han Qi could only nod.

Zhao Zhen said: "It is easy to solve this matter, but I am thinking, if there is a group of victims today, will there be another group tomorrow?"

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Han Qi sighed in his heart, hating the officials who did the tricks to the bone, and just waited to go back to investigate and deal with it later.

"Since he brought it up, I thought... let him come up with an idea and let me see how Thirteenth Lang's words and deeds go."

Han Qi was shocked and said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this matter will cause some..."

It will set you on fire!

Zhao Zhen thought so, but he was reluctant to give up this opportunity to test people. He thought for a moment and then ordered: "In this case, tell the officials in the capital about this and let them give me an idea."

This is to hide Zhao Zhongzhen inside, so that even if he proposes any radical plan, it will not attract anyone's attention.

Han Qi thought it was great and agreed.

The news spread later.

This is an opportunity.

Normally, those low-level officials don't have the opportunity to appear in front of the official family. Now the opportunity has come. If they answer well and give good ideas, they may be in the emperor's heart, and their career will be right in front of them.

As a result, the officialdom of the capital fell silent, and countless people were pondering this matter...

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