Emperor Hongzhi said three good words in a row.

Zhu Zaimo could understand the emperor's grandfather's mood very well and said, "I heard from my mentor that it would be difficult for a gentry to satisfy their appetite. If you let him have a thousand acres of fertile land, he would want more; but it is easy for the common people to satisfy them. Give them a bite of rice and a few liters of grain to get through the difficulties, so that they can be devoted and grateful. In the past, Sun Chen did not believe it, but now... he probably understands what this means."

Emperor Hongzhi wiped his tears and nodded slowly: "Yes, you said it well, remember what your mentor said."

Apart from the car driving, when the imperial car was halfway through, the momentum became more and more violent, and countless sounds of long live through the sky.

At the beginning of the first stage, many victims were just organized by students.

But when I got here, I saw the emperor's car.

The tradition of imperial power for thousands of years has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Moreover, Emperor Hongzhi was in power, even if they knew that when peace is coming today, the people are still living a hard life, but they are not much better than before.

They also know a little about the rumors about Emperor Hongzhi's diligence.

What's more, when they were in the despair of a major disaster, the government began to give them a glimmer of hope. In order to survive, countless people transferred and migrated them, provided them with food, sent people to settle them, built cafes, built schools, built clinics, promoted work, and distributed bedding to them. These things were right in front of them, unforgettable. At this moment, I thought, what was this not a life-saving grace?

So many people were immersed in it, saying that the prince and the Duke of Qi were working hard, and the students of Xishan Academy also helped a lot. But in the final analysis, isn’t it the emperor who pityed the common people and took out countless amounts of money and grain from the inner warehouse to let everyone overcome the difficulties together?

Many people are already crying.

From the beginning, the uniform shouting began to become choked and hysterical.

Under this emotion, some people couldn't help but beat their chests and fall, while others began to try to push forward excitedly.

Fortunately, there were enough personnel to stabilize the situation.

But this scene was a little out of control, and countless people bowed one after another, stood up and bowed again.

Zhu Houzhao was riding a horse and walking in front. Looking at the scene, he couldn't help but smack his tongue. He subconsciously turned around and glanced at the imperial carriage. His father was in the carriage, not knowing how he felt. The next moment, Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan and sighed: "Lao Fang, you have a solution."

Fang Jifan's heart was heavy. When he came to this world, he made a wish to change the world and make the world better. Today... He heard long live my emperor, why didn't he be grateful to himself?

A real man should establish fame and fortune in the world. If he is a great man, he will be the king and the lower one will protect the people. If it is beneficial to the country, he will not be able to die.

Except for the word "Hundred Death", which is worth discussing, Fang Jifan did the rest.

He took a deep breath, moved a little, but he couldn't let Zhu Houzhao underestimate him. He smiled at Zhu Houzhao: "Where, where, this is nothing. His Royal Highness is also very powerful. His sweater is so good that it is beyond the reach of others."

This was a small irony, and Fang Jifan got used to attacking Zhu Houzhao.

But who expected that Zhu Houzhao didn't know if she didn't hear the harsh words of sweater knitting, but her eyes lit up and she laughed: "You're right. I can't only know how to knit sweaters, but I can also..."

His words behind him were overwhelmed by the surging cry.

Anyway, Fang Jifan was too lazy to listen.

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The officials were shocked by the emperor's side and the officials.

Liu Jian looked in front of him in surprise and heard countless deafening cry.

At first, he thought that this might be...the prince was planning behind the scenes and intentionally doing it.

He couldn't help but think in his heart that the prince was quite capable.

But next, when he saw the faces and the hysterical and almost hoarse voices, Liu Jian was shocked.

These emotions... are true.

It is absolutely impossible to make a false statement.

Suddenly, his heart became heavy.

What's this?

This is what the people want.

Your Majesty has been offering sacrifices for several months. What did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince do in these months? This has led to the will of the people?

Behind him, Li Dongyang and Xie Qian looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Xiao Jing couldn't understand it even more. He couldn't understand it. The dark and tens of thousands of people were in order. What's terrible is that the emotions they burst out were completely unreal.

This comes from the heart and is no longer true.

All the officials had their own thoughts, some were complicated, some were thinking, and some were scared by the scene and their faces were pale.

Every step they took was as if their thighs were filled with lead, which was extremely heavy. The cheers made them naturally think of many words in the Four Books and Five Classics.

This...is the people!

Zeng Jie was among the crowd, and he had been weighing whether he had already told His Majesty and whether he should continue to increase his quota, but now, he was dumbfounded and looked at all this, and his whole body was trembling.

A sense of fear that arises deep in his heart filled his whole body.

Your Highness the Crown Prince... This is the arrangement of Your Highness the Crown Prince.

And hundreds of thousands of people were willing to accept it at the mercy of His Highness.

The most important thing is that they chant the blessings of His Majesty in unison, this...

It's finished.

Zeng Jie's head was confused, he was dizzy and his eyes were a little dark.

However, the few colleagues around him were walking with him, but before he knew it, his pace began to speed up quickly, as if he was deliberately leaving him behind.

As if he was avoiding the plague god, everyone tried their best to avoid him. Even if he was breathing in the air with him, he felt as if he was going to behead his head.

Zeng Jie subconsciously looked at Xiao Jing next to the imperial carriage.

He panicked and quickly stepped forward: "Eunuch Xiao, Eunuch Xiao..."

He wanted to shout timidly. Zeng Jie felt that he should discuss with Eunuch Xiao how to turn things around and see if there is still room for anything.

But Xiao Jingli ignored him either.

Zeng Jie became even more anxious and shouted again, which attracted the attention of others.

At this moment, Xiao Jing almost wanted to kill someone. He looked back and looked at Zeng Jie like a knife.

Zeng Jie was frightened by this look and subconsciously took a step back.

"Get out!" Xiao Jing warned him.

Where is Eunuch Xiao?

Zeng Jie was about to cry, how could he get out of here? When the disaster was about to come, he followed Xiao Jing with all his steps. At this time, he was like a person who fell into the water and could not swim. What should I do if Eunuch Xiao is the life-saving straw?

Xiao Jing was confused. Could this guy want to pull himself into the water?

Xiao Jing's face became tragic, and he began to plan desperately in his mind.

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More than a thousand steps.

Suddenly, it seemed like it was rehearsing.

A group of people began to appear in the Tao.

The leaders are all old men.

Life is rare in seventy years.

In this era, it is rare for people who can live to be seventy years old. In history, a later emperor held a banquet for Thousand Old Man to invite people over 65 years old. There are only two thousand people who can attend the banquet.

Most of the victims were poor, and even fewer people could reach this age.

A total of six old men were led, and they went to the street, followed by a group of little girls and old women.

The six people, all of whom had white hair and hair, were named Zheng Qing, the leader, and his name was Zheng Qing. He was already bald, and only had sparse white beards under his jaw. When he walked, he was leaning on a stick and trembling slightly.

There is an old family, like a treasure.

This means that in this era, it is extremely difficult to support an elderly person. Therefore, people not only have a respectful attitude towards long-lived people, but also respect those who have elderly people at home when they are mentioned.

The car stopped abruptly.

At this time, the sound of long live gradually became smaller.

In the group, liaison officers like Zhao Mu kept reminding the surroundings.

Be careful, all groups, don't shout anymore.

...

Xiao Jing was next to the car, and at this moment, he felt extremely complicated.

It was the prince who played with the Qi Guild, and the old man came out.

Xiao Jing was desperate inside.

He knocked on the door of the carriage gently and said, "Your Majesty, there is an old man in front of you, worshiping him in the Tao."

The old man...

Emperor Hongzhi's body shook.

Those who rule the world with filial piety and become the emperor are even more examples of the world.
To be continued...