Chapter 212 He looks like a human trafficker at first glance
Lao Zhu pursed his lips: We want to put a tight spell on you, but this time Zhu Biao almost had an accident, so it is better to wait a little before letting Zhu Biao go out. Just don't let Zhu Biao go, Zhu Biao may not be willing. But you won't be allowed to go down.
Take a look, we are kept in the dark about many things, and no one tells us the truth.
Seeing that Lao Zhu was in trouble, Zhu Biao hurriedly said: "Nowadays, government affairs are busy, so it is better for me to stay in Yingtian and help my father."
He had already gone out for a walk. Although he was less than two hundred miles away from Yingtian, he was satisfied.
Lao Zhu originally did not intend to bring this matter to the court for discussion, but someone who was too talkative said it, and all the ministers unanimously opposed it.
Liu Bowen said: "Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty liked to travel and play, which wasted people and money. Please stop King Xiang."
Li Shanchang said: "The King of Xiang is young and it is not safe to go on patrol alone."
Lao Zhu has a clear understanding of their thoughts.
Why are they afraid of wasting people and damaging money? Liu Bowen and the others are afraid that Zhu Bai will go out and do great things to win over people's hearts and be more popular than Zhu Biao.
Why is it unsafe? Li Shanchang and the others are afraid that Zhu Bai will find out about the dirty tricks and properties they are doing below.
Lao Zhu sneered: "The more you dare not let Lao Twelve go out, we still have to ask him to go out and see what you are doing down there."
Zhu Baile was upset: Haha, you old foxes didn't expect it. You originally wanted to hold me back, but you didn't expect it to help me a lot. Lao Zhu was still hesitant at first, but now that he has announced it in front of the government, it is too late to regret it.
Wang Guangyang wrote in the newspaper that he was mediocre in talent and learning and was not qualified for such an important position as Prime Minister You.
I don’t know if he is truly humble or if he is speaking angrily.
Lao Zhu approved him to continue to stay as Chief Secretary of Guangdong.
Suppose you, Prime Minister, please take matters into your own hands for now.
Everyone was a little confused: What on earth did Lao Zhu want to do? For such an important position, one moment it was said that it would be established, and the other moment it was said that it would not be established.
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So, Zhu Bai picked a sunny day and prepared to set off with his people.
This time, only Concubine Hu Shun and Zhu Ju sent him off.
Zhu Ju still said the same thing: "You must buy me something to eat and play when you come back. It doesn't matter if you don't have anything to eat and play, but you must come back."
Zhu Bai sighed: "I know. I know."
Concubine Hu Shun repeatedly warned: "Pay attention to safety and don't be naughty."
This time without Zhu Biao following her, she felt that Zhu Biao was like a monkey that just jumped out of the stone, lawless and fearless.
It really made her worry even more.
Zhu Bai only took Zhang Yu, Fu Gui and 30 elite soldiers with him. He also had very little luggage, so he could pull it all in one carriage.
After leaving Yingtian City Gate, Zhu Bai suddenly felt very comfortable.
This is called freedom.
There is no father to take care of you; no master to follow you; no master to care about you.
Hahaha!!
From today on, I will be number one in the world!
Zhu Bai and the others drove lightly, much faster than last time, and reached the foot of Maoshan Mountain before dark.
He discovered that several peach trees had been planted at the location of the last grave. He pointed there and raised his eyebrows to silently ask the stationmaster.
The stationmaster said: "There are more than two hundred Japanese pirates, so it would be better to plant a few peach trees to suppress them."
Zhu Bai nodded slightly: "Okay, if you feel more at ease, just plant it. Now that you have planted it, plant a few more trees and let them grow into a forest. When I am free, I will ride here to enjoy the flowers and drink."
Since we have to suppress evil spirits, three or five saplings are of no use. There are more than two hundred people, so at least one tree is needed for each person.
The stationmaster nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I will ask someone to replant some."
On both sides of the door of the inn, squatting against the wall were a few people in ragged clothes with sallow complexions. When they saw Zhu Bai and his party, they immediately got up and came over.
Zhu Bai was still frightened by what happened last time when he was robbed by disaster victims. He hid immediately when he saw such people.
Zhang Yu and others were also nervous and blocked those people.
Those people begged: "Master, please give me something to eat. We have been hungry for many days."
"Master, please do well, we will stutter."
Zhu Bai listened inside, turned to the stationmaster and said, "Give them something to eat."
The stationmaster sighed: "Your Highness didn't know something. We gave them food on the first day they came. But they knew there was food here and didn't leave..."
Zhu Bai stood with his eyes downcast, turned around and climbed to the top of the wall, standing on it and asked: "Where are you from?"
Those people whispered: "Huzhou."
"Matsuyama."
Zhu Bai: "They are all farmers? According to the "Da Ming Code", if the fields are left uncultivated, the maximum punishment can be up to eighty rods. Why don't you go home?"
Although we were hit by a disaster, this flood was nothing compared to last year's drought. It was not so bad that we had to leave our homes to survive.
"The fields have been soaked. Even if we go back to plant, the harvest will not be good this year. If we don't pay enough taxes, we will still be fined."
Zhu Bai suddenly realized: Showing off. Isn’t this just showing off?
Isn't it the same as those who think that the harvest will not be good this year, so they stop planting, and those who think that they cannot achieve the goals set by their boss, so they simply stop working?
Zhu Bai said: "The emperor will sympathize with everyone's hard work and reduce or reduce taxes in the disaster-stricken areas. Now that the Qingming Festival has not yet come, you should go back and sow the seeds, and maybe there will be a good harvest."
Those people said: "It's too far from home and I don't have any money. If I walk back like this, I'm afraid I'll starve to death on the way."
"Yes, there has just been a disaster. There is no food anywhere."
Zhu Bai thought for a moment: "Please report your place of birth and name one by one. I will write the route to you personally. You take the route back with you and meet the Guanya Bureau Station. The station provides free dry food for two days and stamps
Seal. You are not allowed to stay after picking up dry food, you are not allowed to go back, and you are not allowed to wander around. You continue to move forward until you return to your hometown. I will inform the various inns and government offices that if you are found to be carrying a road note to a place other than the route home.
If you go anywhere, or stay at the same inn repeatedly, you will be severely punished. Do you understand?"
Those people looked at each other and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "I understand."
Then the stationmaster went out to count the names and places of origin and brought them in.
Zhu Bai asked Fugui to write a road note, he stamped it and sent it out.
The inn master distributed dry food to them for two days, then closed the door and planned to ignore them again.
There was an old man holding a girl and forcing her to squeeze in.
The stationmaster frowned: "What are you doing? Aren't you afraid of death? I just gave you dry food."
The old man said: "My granddaughter was originally planned to be taken to Yingtian to join her relatives. Since she met the King of Xiang by such a coincidence, let her serve the King of Xiang."
The webmaster couldn't laugh or cry: "We, King Xiang, are not even ten years old yet, so we don't need it."
The old man said: "Please, just save us. Her parents are dead, and I, an old man, really can't feed her. King Xiang can take her back and give her a bite to eat so that she doesn't starve to death."
Zhu Bai turned around when he heard the voice and glanced at the girl.
The girl looked to be eight years old at most, and was very thin. At this moment, the old man was holding her wrist, and she didn't make a sound, just pursed her lips hard.
Her face was dirty, and Zhu Bai only felt that her eyes were so dark and bright.
Zhu Bai glanced at the old man again.
He had seen so many Yabo Yagong, and one look at this sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked old man with a sly look in his eyes knew that he was a man who was good at cheating.
