Hou Yong was a good official, and his official uniforms were all patched after being soaked in the rain.
Listening to his roar, Zhu Yunxi didn't feel angry at all, but kept smiling.
Wait until the other party has finished shouting and is tired of shouting.
Zhu Yunxi was dripping with water, grabbed the other person's swollen hands, and said softly, "Before leaving, Grandpa Huang said that the Zhu family and the people of the Central Plains will bear this disaster together!"
"Henan is the Ming Dynasty. No matter how beautiful it is for thousands of miles, or whether it is half full of wind and rain, it is the country of the Ming Dynasty!"
"I came here alone to let the people know."
"Daming, be with them!"
"They are the Ming Dynasty!"
Hou Yong's red eyes suddenly became sour. He knelt down in the rain and cried loudly, "Your Highness, Henan is miserable!"
"Gu knows it, Grandpa Huang knows it, and everyone in the world knows it!" Zhu Yunxi helped him up and looked into his eyes, "So, Gu is here! Gu and Henan advance and retreat together, and the world and Henan advance and retreat together!"
Hou Yong wiped his eyes with his wet sleeves and said loudly, "Your Highness, please follow me into the city!" After saying that, his weak body stood in front of Zhu Yunxi and said loudly, "I will open the way for Your Highness!" Remember the website address m.wxsy.
Then he shouted loudly to the accompanying government officials, "Hurry back to the city and inform the people. The emperor's grandson is here, hopefully in Kaifeng, in Henan, and in the Central Plains!"
"Yes!" The government officials shouted and splashed in the flood, and some even ran away instead of swimming.
Zhu Yunxi is here, and what he brings is spiritual power.
Our nation has defeated natural and man-made disasters time and time again, relying on the power of the spirit.
The people of this era are as simple as white paper, and a glimmer of hope is heaven to them.
Zhou Wang Zhu Ju looked at Zhu Yunxi who was walking hard in the water without anyone, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Fourth brother, your work is destined to be in vain!"
After thinking about it, he quickly followed Zhu Yunxi.
Kaifeng, the thousand-year-old capital, has been fighting against the Yellow River for thousands of years. Therefore, the current Kaifeng is built on a high place.
Despite this, the water outside the city wall reached the level of an adult man's waist.
"The Yellow River burst at the edge of Zheng County, and it happened to rush past Kaifeng!" Hou Yong said to Zhu Yunxi as he walked, "Although there have been heavy rains in the past few days, the breach has not continued to expand. I ordered that the soldiers and civilians
After everyone went into battle, three dams were built along Kaifeng City. Now it seems that Kaifeng City will not be flooded for a while. It’s just that”
"It's just a few surrounding counties that are all in ruins. The big city can be defended, but the countryside is completely flooded. Every day, corpses are floating along the floodwaters. It's terrible!"
The city gate was right in front of him, and Zhu Yunxi felt heavy.
"Is there a shortage of food in the city?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
"You can still persevere!" Zhou Wang Zhu Ju said, "In addition to the official warehouse, I have also opened the private warehouse of the palace. If there is still not enough food, I will request an order to open the army warehouse and use the military rations!"
"Actually, it's not the most difficult thing now!" Hou Yong also said, "What I'm worried about is that after the flood passes, the people will have no food and clothing!"
"I have issued a decree that food from all over the country is coming here. I just said that Henan is the Ming Dynasty, and no one will be abandoned." Zhu Yunxi said, "It is not only the current disaster relief and food supply, but also post-disaster reconstruction.
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"People in Henan, thank God for his kindness!" Hou Yong choked out.
"There is no heaven's grace!" Zhu Yunxi looked up at the still gloomy sky, "It's God, I am ashamed of Henan!"
Suddenly, just as Zhu Yunxi was about to enter the city gate, a team of people carrying poles appeared in his sight. Among them were old people, women, and officials.
Zhu Yunxi asked, "Who are they?"
"They are sending earth and rocks to the embankment in front!" Hou Yong said.
The old man at the front of the team was bent down by the weight of the pole. He looked at the long team in front of him in surprise and the dragon flag flying high in the team.
Outside the city, there were many people carrying sandbags to reinforce the city wall and block the flood. They did not seem to be recruited by the government, because there were old and young among them, scholars and businessmen.
They are protecting their home spontaneously.
For this sake, some people did not hesitate to demolish their own small homes. The houses in the outer city have become materials to resist floods.
The expressions of these people were desperate, ferocious, and unyielding. Everyone gritted their teeth and struggled to move forward.
Zhu Yunxi saw with his own eyes that two scholars, who seemed to have just cut off their hair, fell into the muddy water again and again while carrying sandbags, and stood up stubbornly again and again.
Whenever they reinforced the sand dam on the embankment in the direction of the flood, they would look affectionately at the city wall behind them.
In the city, there are their relatives and their homes.
Gradually, these people's eyes were attracted by the dragon flag just like the old man, and they stopped what they were doing.
"Folks!" Hou Yong ran to a stone and shouted loudly, "His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun is here, His Highness Chitose will be here to work with us to provide disaster relief! His Highness just said, Hebei, Shandong, Hubei, Jiangsu,
Anhui, Peiping and even Liaodong have disaster relief teams coming towards us!"
"His Highness has said that heaven cannot destroy us in Henan. The Ming Dynasty will not abandon us people!"
All around, there was deathly silence, only the cold wind and rain.
Then, in the storm of disaster relief, countless people roared and cheered.
The soldiers holding soldiers roared on the city wall.
The people covered in mud beside the dam roared in the flood.
The women and children who worked silently in the city even choked and screamed.
"Da Ming! Da Ming! Da Ming!"
Less than thirty years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Ming Dynasty that expelled the Tartars and restored China was exactly where the people's faith and spirit lay.
In this world, every common person is proud to consider themselves a wise man.
Ming is deeply rooted in their blood, engraved in their genes, the one they trust the most and rely on the most.
The Ming Dynasty is not the imperial court or the government, but in their simple point of view, the entire China where the ancestors of the past dynasties have thrived and thrived.
"Bring supplies into the city!"
After Zhu Yunxi gave the order slowly, he pulled open the ropes of the raincoat, revealing the five-clawed golden dragon robe on his body.
"Give me a crown!"
The bastard was so ashamed and stunned that he quickly took out the crown prince's golden crown from a box.
Golden crown, dragon robe!
Wind and rain, dragon flag!
Country, people!
Zhu Yunxi slowly moved forward and walked up to the old man carrying the pole. Under the incredulous look of the other man, he put the heavy pole on his proud shoulders.
"Your Highness!" Zhou Wang Zhu Ju was shocked.
"Your Highness!" Hou Yong knelt down in shock.
"I once said in Fuzhou that if you don't have a shoulder to shoulder, how can you challenge the world? I didn't come to Henan just to show off!" Zhu Yunxi straightened his back and shouted to the guards of the East Palace, "Don't you have any strength anymore?"
"Brothers!" Li Jinglong shouted, "Follow Qian Sui!"
Hooray, the guards who were tired all the way stepped forward and snatched the poles from the hands of the weak people.
"Let's go up the dam!" Zhu Yunxi shouted and turned around again in the wind and rain.
"Fourth brother!" Zhou Wang Zhu Ru sighed again in his heart, "It's not that you have no hope, you have no hope! Emperor Taisun's kindness is so great. If you have second thoughts in the future, no one in the world will help you!"
After sighing in his heart, he quickly followed Zhu Yunxi.
At this moment, at the end of the imperial grandson's team, on a shelf carried by a few strong men, Zhu Gaochi looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face, his face full of emotion.
Along the way, he kept thinking about what the emperor's grandson would do after arriving in Kaifeng.
I'm thinking again and again, what should I do if I am the emperor's grandson?
Even those who are stubborn about Zhu Yunxi must come to the place closest to the breach, which is a bit scornful.
But now, when he saw Zhu Yunxi walking forward with a pole, he was extremely shocked.
He seemed to understand that the emperor's grandson represented the Ming Dynasty. The two words "Da Ming" are the best comfort to the people.
The emperor's grandson personally went to the embankment, which gave the people of Hecheng a reassurance.
It even warmed the blood of the people who had been cold by the floods in the miserable wind and rain.
"Put me down!" Zhu Gaochi said softly.
He slowed down, rubbed his sore legs, and gritted his teeth and stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, you are not in good health, why do you need to hold on?"
Pushing away the eunuch beside him, Zhu Gaochi said firmly, "I am also a descendant of Huang Ming!"
This chapter has been completed!