It was already noon, and the people were all eating at home. When Qin Yuandao and Qi Jingqin passed through various cities and towns, the streets were deserted, perhaps because of the meal, and mostly because of the expulsion of officers and soldiers.

The children who were playing in Shanglian hurriedly went home, and the 108th Street in Shangjing sent supplies to Chongxianfang, hoping to build a shelter as quickly as possible.

Although neither the governor of Shangjing nor the Qi imperial court has issued a notice, some common people who have always been sharp-minded can best understand the changes at all levels of society. Now their doors are closed and they have heard about the severity of the plague early. Originally,

When those people came fleeing, the royal family would still find ways to appease them, but now it's a little late, and there are signs of riots.

You can't blame anyone at the moment. When your life is threatened, people will do anything. What's more, many of the refugees come with their families, whether they are wives, husbands, sons, daughters, or a pair of

Old man, they don't regard each other as something more important than life, so it is reasonable to take risks and force the court to treat them.

But the people who went to Beijing were really innocent, but at this time, they showed their national justice. The people who moved out of Chongxianfang were willing to requisition their houses to the government, and their residences were taken over by major inns.

When Qi Jingqin and Qin Yuandao were walking on the street, although both sides of the street were not as deserted as before, and it did not reflect the morale of the Celestial Empire when all nations came to the capital, the wisps of smoke from the houses on both sides of the street were still there.

Tell Qi Jingqin that it is still a peaceful and prosperous time, and the flowers are still blooming.

Qin Yuandao watched Qi Jingqin looking at the street in a daze, and he couldn't help but nodded and said, "How does the prince feel now?"

Every time Qi Jingqin went out of the mansion, he would not have seen such suffering in people's livelihood if there were no ceremonial guards. Now under such disaster, even in the prosperous times, he showed his timidity when he went to Beijing.

Qi Jingqin did not speak, and Qin Yuandao said: "Once something happens to the Celestial Empire, the first people to know are not the three provinces and six ministries, nor the nine divisions of the imperial court, but the people living in reality."

In the past, when Qinzhou and Suizhou were flooded, Lu Gaohong was the co-president. Then the flood triggered an epidemic. When Qi Jingqin took over, he felt powerless for a time. He was sitting in the upper capital and was the center of power in the world. He only knew how to issue orders and send people down.

To execute it, he once thought that his plan was so perfect, why did the people below always fail to do anything well? He never thought that the situation would be so bad.

Now that he finally arrived in Beijing, he knew how serious the situation was and how little he could actually implement his plan.

"Is it the same in Qinzhou and Suizhou?" Qi Jingqin looked at the closed shops on both sides of the street and the empty streets, and asked Qin Yuandao beside him.

"What's going on in Qinzhou and Suizhou... Your Majesty, you've been in charge of this epidemic for so long, you must have never seen those refugees from Qinzhou and Suizhou, right?" Qin Yuandao sighed, looked ahead and said, "They

They come from Qinzhou and Suizhou, but they cannot represent Qinzhou and Suizhou at all... They are just the survivors, and those who cannot escape are the real ones..."

Qi Jingqin nodded and looked at the street with ignorant eyes again. He had been going to Beijing, thinking that he could govern the world properly by reading poetry and studying martial arts, guarding the country well, and allowing the people under his rule to live and work in peace and contentment. However,

I never thought that there would still be a lot of heartache and suffering in this world that I could not touch even though I was in a high position.

"When our emperor was young, he was a truly wise emperor. As he grew older, he was distracted by many worries." Before he arrived at the east city gate, Qin Yuandao also seized this opportunity to teach Qi Jingqin.

Maybe Qi Jingyang grew up receiving the education of a prince, but obviously this kind of thinking is of no use. He is a fool and does not want the stupid bird to fly first. But Qi Jingqin is different. He has the courage to ask questions without shame, which has made him what he is today.

Qin Yuandao loves this court, and even more so his position. He may have selfish motives, knowing that if Qi Jingyang really ascends the throne as emperor, then with his temperament, Qi Jingqin, Liang Fengmian and himself will definitely not get good results, no matter for

He will do his best to make Qi Jingqin the throne for everyone in the world, for the people in Beijing, and for himself, and he will be a good emperor whose name will last forever.

"What did your father do?" Qi Jingqin was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him, but he also heard Qin Yuandao say that the real people are much crueler than here, but in that case, why did he do it in Bingyu's early years?

At that time, the Shangjing Association was a powerful country among several surrounding countries, and eventually it also aspired to the Central Plains? This included the grassroots officials' understanding of the public sentiment, and also the leadership role of the upper-level regime.

Qin Yuandao looked at Qi Jingqin and said with a smile: "Your Majesty... What he is best at is winning over the people. In the past, he often took us to the south of the Yangtze River for inspections. Along the way, the people sang and jumped for joy. Everyone praised him as a wise king. That's right.

The will of the people builds a wall of heart that no one can break at any time, which is why General Liang went to conquer the Great Liang together with the prince last year."

Qi Jingqin looked at Qin Yuandao, and as Qin Yuandao walked beside him, Qin Yuandao continued: "The emperor later saw clearly the prince's ability and knew that the prince was worthy of the great responsibility, so he resigned from the crown prince's power one by one and gave it to the prince."

Qi Jingqin nodded and understood the good intentions of Liang Fengmian and Qin Yuandao towards him. During the period of contact with them, Qi Jingqin felt the importance he had never received from his father before.

If Qi Jingyang felt aggrieved, wouldn't Qi Jingqin feel aggrieved? Bingyu's prosperity in his early years was achieved at the expense of their father's love. Qi Jingyang was at least the prince, and Empress Mingxian was so favored. Naturally, the emperor

When I have free time, I will go to Qianning Palace, and the prince will be there at that time.

When Qi Jingyang and Qi Jingqin were playing together when they were children, Qi Jingyang would always brag to Qi Jingqin about which day he had met his father. The children would always talk arrogantly and compare their grades.

I want to show this off to others.

But when Qi Jingqin grew up, he no longer cared about such things. But whenever he saw some scenes of family harmony during inspections in Xiazhou, he would always think of his father who took care of everything. He was everyone's favorite.

Your Majesty, he was fulfilling his duties as an emperor, but he never cared about their feelings.

When Qi Jingqin was a child, he didn't know what his father was up to. He only knew that there were hundreds of minions behind him, always following him, making it impossible for him to get close to his father.

But now, as I am only one step away from the throne, I feel even more the pain of the dilemma faced by my father. He must not only take care of his loved ones, but also manage the world well.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your advice." Qi Jingqin thanked Qin Yuandao with a humble attitude. At this moment, Qin Yuandao knew why Qi Jingqin was so outstanding. He always faced any affairs with a humble attitude.

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Just when Qin Yuandao was about to say a few polite words, they arrived at the city gate unknowingly. Although they were separated by the city gate, they could still hear the shouts of the refugees just a door away. They wanted to live and wanted the court to give them a chance.

Qinzhou and Suizhou had become a dead city, but they escaped and came to the feet of the emperor to find a way to survive for themselves and their families.

Qin Yuandao frowned. This was also the first time he faced these refugees face to face. As the prime minister, he usually had too many things to take care of. Moreover, there were a lot of things happening in the court recently, and several border towns were still undergoing post-war reconstruction.

, it is already rare for the Ministry of Industry to find people to build Chongxianfang at this time. Many official documents are being sent to the capital one by one. After the emperor fell seriously ill, these matters should be asked to the prime minister as a matter of course.

Even in such a busy situation, Qin Yuandao accompanied Qi Jingqin to the city gate.

Qin Yuandao knew that the refugees at the city gate were different from the officials around Qi Jingqin. Although they were eloquent, they were still reasonable after all. Who would talk to you about the refugees at the city gate now when their lives were threatened?

What's the point?

"Your Majesty, are you ready?" Qin Yuandao knew that Qi Jingqin had never faced such an emotional person, but this was indispensable. As an emperor in the future, he must know how to learn from the people and understand the sentiments of the people.

It is more long-term, but now, Qin Yuandao asked Qi Jingqin this question, rather than saying whether he is ready? It is better to ask directly whether he is afraid or not.

Qi Jingqin frowned solemnly and looked at the city gate in front of him. His eyes became a little determined. Hearing their overwhelming momentum, and because they were weak and did not dare to touch them, the refugees became even more arrogant.

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"Prince Jing! Master Qin!" Liang Ji leaned on the city wall, listening to them shouting here, feeling distressed and helpless1. He didn't know what to do. Now he saw Qi Jingqin and Qin Yuandao,

I suddenly became energetic and knew in my heart that they were coming to rescue me.

When Liang Fengmian heard this voice, he quickly went to the city wall and leaned down to look down. After seeing Qi Jingqin and Qin Yuandao, he felt relieved. He knew that when they came to the city gate, they must talk to these refugees.

Something, he greeted: "Come up quickly!"

Qin Yuandao and Qi Jingqin looked at each other and then went up to the city wall. They also had the intention of going up to the city wall. On the city wall, they could stand high and see far. They could see all the refugees, and they could also see all the refugees.

Seeing yourself, then it is also a condescending psychological effect, which can be a better deterrent.

After Qin Yuandao and Qi Jingqin walked to the city wall, Liang Fengmian cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty."

"General Liang, there is no need to be polite." Since Qi Jingqin came up, his thoughts were completely focused on the refugees under the city wall.

Standing on the city wall, his sight can become broader. The more things he sees and the more things he knows, the greater the responsibility he has to bear.

The cry became clearer, ringing in Qi Jingqin's ears. He looked at the thousands of refugees under the city wall without blinking.

Qi Jingqin seemed to be forced to accept the various conditions of the world. Within the city walls was the quiet imperial city of Shangjing, and outside the city walls was the noisy world of all kinds.

Qi Jingqin walked to the city wall with his eyes wide open in astonishment. Qin Yuandao and Liang Fengmian looked at each other and planned to step forward to stop him, but in the end they did not do so. They all knew that the emperor's two sons had been going to Beijing since they were children.

Growing up in the imperial city, I never understood the sentiments of the people.

Not to mention Qi Jingyang, even Qi Jingqin's usual visits to the state capital were just for show. How could local officials dare to let the inspecting imperial ministers see what the real state capital looked like?

The people below the city are also the subjects of the Celestial Dynasty. They have lived on this land for generations and have the same salary, but they are separated by a wall, but they are two human beings.

On the city wall, Qi Jingqin was wearing a purple straight-dress court dress, with a gold silk spider-pattern belt of the same color around his waist. His black hair was tied up with a gold crown inlaid with jade. His slender body was straight, and his whole body was rich and handsome.

The innate nobility still makes people feel that it is unattainable and as low as dust.

His skin is as thick as snow, and slender willows are swaying in the wind. His delicate skin can be broken by a blow. Under the straight bridge of his nose, his lips sparkle like cherry blossoms, and his hair falls like a black waterfall down to his waist. The most impressive thing is,

It's those eyes, a pair of calm, clear eyes that see through the world.

The robe hugged the body, vaguely outlining ethereal lines, looming in and out of sight, unable to see clearly, and in front of the eyes seemed to be the morning mist rising in the valley, tangible and intangible.

In his black eyes, there was a hint of compassion for the vicissitudes of life, as if he had seen through all the vicissitudes of the world, blending into the autumn of thousands of years, disdainful of human love, and watching the vicissitudes of life with cold eyes.

The heroic facial features are clear and three-dimensional, and a pair of azure eyes are shining with unknown light. The sexy thin lips are tightly pursed, and the handsome facial curve is very resolute. He is nearly 188 years old and has a strong body.

Enviable perfect proportions.

He stood in front of everyone, looking very noble at first glance, looking at all living beings. He put one hand on the edge of the city wall and stood facing the wind. The wind made his purple straight court uniform rustle. Under the sun, he

The gilded crown shines.

The refugees under the city wall focused all their eyes on him, and slowly stopped crying, as if they were looking to see who this person was and why he appeared here.

Liang Fengmian and Qin Yuandao looked at each other, and then stood behind Qi Jingqin.

Qi Jingqin looked at them. Except for the last time he saw such a weak group of people on the battlefield, this was the first time he saw such a helpless look. No one was forcing them with swords, guns, swords and crossbows, and no one wanted to

Kill them, but they are so desperate, showing weakness and fear in their bones.

"Who is he?" someone suddenly asked in a low voice.

The crowd suddenly felt like a pot was exploding again, and they began to talk about it - "Who is this? Could it be the emperor?"

"I heard that the emperor is already over fifty years old and not so young."

"Is that going to be the prime minister? Does the court not care about us?"

"..."

"It's the prince! The only people in the world who can wear golden crowns are the nobles of the royal family!" Someone among the seven people shouted, and everyone started to revel.

"Your Majesty?! It's Your Majesty! The royal family finally thinks of us?!"

"Yes! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Save us!"
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