Zhurou

Chapter 177 Leading the way
"If you stay in Beijing to help, naturally you can't ask you to act only with enthusiasm, and the quality will be pulled out. It is logical to contribute to the care. The rules should be arranged by the court, and there is no reason for me to say more."

"However, talking about the future at this time is actually no different from painting cakes."

Zhao Mingzhi said slowly: "Beidi is right in front of him, and he really attacked the city. There will be no eggs under the nest, and there will be no one in ten who can get the whole city."

"Human life is at stake. If you can live, who wants to really die?"

"All present here are good talents and high quality. If you want to make the country prosperous and prosperous, good generals and ministers, capable people with lofty ideals, as for farmers, businessmen and soldiers, they are always indispensable. For such reasons, I don't need to repeat them."

"There are many civil and military righteous men in the Great Jin Dynasty. Since the Supreme Emperor went north, there are countless people who have been generous for the country. You have never been ashamed of the country. If there is a loss, only my family has a loss..."

She praised first, and then took all the responsibility on the Zhao family.

In fact, it is mostly useless to say such words to those old ministers in Shangcaizhou, but it can be used to say it to the students in front of them, who still wear common clothes without powder and daisy, just like a lotus in clear water, without carvings, only using natural posture, which shows sincerity.

"The current situation on the front line, anyone who stays in Beijing, if you talk about it in detail, they are mostly helpless. If you want to follow your own wishes, I think no one is unwilling to move to the south. Although my surname is Zhao, I am also greedy for life and fear of death. How can I force it? others?"

"There really will be a day when the common people will go first, the scholars will follow, and then the yamen soldiers will be the first and last. As for the last, there will be the children of the Zhao surname."

Speaking of this, some people in the field were ashamed, and there were some people who made a commotion.

Zhao Mingzhi had always had sharp eyes and ears, but he had no idea who was speaking in a low voice in the crowd, including words such as "Your Majesty", "Imperial Court", "Caizhou" and so on.

She thought for a while, and she had pieced together the meaning behind the speaker's words. She unconsciously turned her head slightly, glanced at Pei Yong beside her from the corner of her eye, then turned her head back again, and cast her eyes on the students in front of her: "Your Majesty Still in Caizhou, once Di Bandit goes south, he will turn around and go back to Beijing——I got his word of mouth before leaving, so I dare to say this, and it is not just empty words."

At this point, the whole room was in an uproar, and many people showed hesitation.

The one who shouted loudly before did not know why, but suddenly stood up and said: "Your Majesty will return to Beijing in the next day, and he will be the last one. The student should be a dog and a horse—— Zilai is in Guozixue Studying, receiving monthly subsidies, living on the king's salary, and worrying about the king's worries, there is absolutely no reason to give up righteousness to live!"

Zhao Mingzhi saw that he was of ordinary stature, with high cheekbones and dark complexion. Although he didn't know the origin of this person, he knew that he was stubborn from his face, so he simply asked, "What is your name?"

The man didn't even think about it, he opened his mouth and said, "The student's surname is Zhang, so it's Zhang Xunzhu in Pennsylvania!"

He was from Guangnan.

Zhao Mingzhi nodded to the palace servants beside him.

Someone had already brought a pen and paper over, wrote down the person's name, and brought over the written paper.

Zhao Mingzhi reached out to take it, read the above name twice, then raised his head and said, "I've made a note—even though I have no duties, if you can trust me..."

"Others may not believe it, but only His Highness's words, how can the students not believe it." The man Zhang Xunzhu pointed out the window, although it was a false finger, the direction was facing west, "Since Your Highness returned to the capital with his life, he came forward to comfort the refugees, and he went out of the city every day. Farming, as for the other big and small things, there are innumerable ones, to be able to achieve such a level, compared to the one in the north..."

When he said this, he was pulled by the sleeves of the people around him, and he frowned immediately, but he still pressed the original words, and said: "If even His Highness is not trustworthy, what else does Dajin have..."

Seeing that he could no longer listen to these words, Zhao Mingzhi took a small seal from his bosom, randomly tore up half a piece of white paper on the table, dipped his pen and ink in it, and finally wrote the small seal He stamped it with his own hands, and handed it to the person beside him before the ink dried up.

The palace man took it, turned around and walked in front of the group of students.

Everyone watched eagerly, wishing to stare at the paper through a hole, just wanting to know what was written in it.

Zhao Mingzhi said: "Your Majesty has a simple temperament and is kind and kind. If you know that there is such a disciple, you will feel very relieved to come to Sacred Heart."

He said again: "Don't care about the situation in the north, His Majesty will return to Beijing one day. If it is really in such a situation, I only hope that you will stay with me one day."

Pointing at the document, she said: "At that time, take this document to vote in the government office of the capital, and someone will come to meet you. The emperor's disciples will be assigned by the emperor himself."

Sure enough, the palace man walked up to Zhang Xunzhu, and supported the document with Zhao Mingzhi's small seal on it with both hands.

Zhang Xunzhu took it immediately.

Everyone around is envious, and it's rare for someone to come together to watch.

Zhang Xunzhu originally had a stiff neck, but when he received this flimsy document, he was holding it in his hands, and his head and neck seemed to be crushed by a mountain for no reason. .

He just glanced at the words on the paper, his face was already flushed with excitement, he could see the eyes of others, and he didn't cover the document, he just let it lay flat on the palm of his hand, and even held it up for others to see, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty Benevolence, how can a student be that ungrateful person?! Please rest assured, Your Highness!"

Once this person opened his mouth, everyone around regretted it, and shouted next time.

"Study and know righteousness, why is Zhang Xunzhu alone? Don't worry, Your Highness, the boy's name is Chen Xun, born in the land of Yanzhao. Since ancient times, there have been many people who have lamented and sung songs. Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism can't just be said with words. From the lessons learned from heaven and earth..."

"Student of the Son of Heaven, is Zhang Xunzhu the only one! Does Your Highness underestimate our students? In Xialinlang, he is originally from Xuzhou..."

During the quarrel, one by one told their names and backgrounds.

Zhan Maotai, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "I'm waiting for my heart, so how can I use my tongue at this moment? If you really have the heart to serve the country, why don't you do the job at hand well."

As soon as these words came out, although it would not cause people to shake their faces in the face, it also caused many people standing behind to be full of displeasure.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingzhi immediately helped the wooden table in front of him to stand up, folded the folder, and slowly put it in his sleeve.

Her movements are actually not slow, but standing up, reaching out, folding, and pulling up her sleeves, if there is a rhythm in all movements, they are normal, or because of their status and appearance, they have a special temperament, and there are those folds that reveal when they are folded. There are many names in rows and rows at the back, which is even more eye-catching.

Holding his sleeve in one hand, Zhao Mingzhi took a few steps forward and said, "What you are doing at this time is not only for the soldiers and civilians in Xuzhou, but also for the millions of people in Beijing, and for the government and the people. , whether complicated or difficult, or both, but no matter how difficult or easy, no matter what they belong to, they are all extremely important and cannot be dispensed with."

"I don't know much, and it's hard to count them all for a while, but there are documents, and everything that the contributors have done is listed. Although it is only transcribed on paper at this time, it will naturally be in the emperor's heart in the future."

She had just laid the groundwork for a long time, and she had questions and answers with the students one by one, and she had a meeting with Zhang Xunzhu. At this time, she came to make a pleading statement. In fact, the content is the real picture, but it came from her mouth, which surprised everyone in the field. Everyone believed it, and while their hearts were moved, they all stared at the sleeve containing the document, and some people talked in a very low voice, repeatedly checking whether their name was written on the document, and how it was recorded.

Zhao Mingzhi pretended not to see it, and walked forward. He first looked up at the roof, and saw cobwebs and broken tiles on the roof, then looked at the window sill, where there were no fences and leaves, and then looked at the interior furnishings, all of which were shabby.

She said: "This place is really difficult. It has been looted several times and has never been repaired. You have worked hard here day and night..."

"For the king and the people, for the country and the government, how can the word 'hard work' be mentioned!"

It is not known which one in the crowd is going to grab the road.

Zhao Mingzhi couldn't help laughing out loud, and looked around, only to see a short young man standing in the back row, struggling to stand on tiptoes and shouting towards him.

She smiled and said: "Everyone is loyal, I won't have the slightest doubt. I didn't care about it in the past. Since your Majesty took the throne, although there are various shortcomings, he has never treated the heroes. It is urgent at this moment. When the situation in Xuzhou slows down... ..."

"The situation in Xuzhou can really be slowed down, can it really be saved?" The short young man paused, but he dared to ask.

Zhao Mingzhi didn't answer immediately, but turned around, and asked aloud: "Dare to ask Jiedu, the war situation in Xuzhou can really be eased, can it really be saved?"

Hearing the word "Jiedu", everyone was caught off guard, and some even gasped in shock.

When they followed Zhao Mingzhi's gaze, they realized that there were several people standing far behind her. After a few scans, they could all be identified as guards. He is tall and tall, with straight shoulders and straight back. You don't need to look at the face, just look at the shape alone, and you are clearly outstanding and different.

That man stood the closest and was very eye-catching. For some reason, no one paid more attention to it. Now he was singled out, and everyone noticed. Looking at his appearance, no one dared to speak up.

But Pei Yong didn't care about being watched, he just leaned over a little, and replied: "Xuzhou can't be saved, why should I come here?"

His words were so sure that they were almost arrogant, but when he said them, it made people feel that there was no water in them, but it was true, and naturally no one dared to question it.

Once Pei Yong made a sound, his whole body was like a sharp knife out of its sheath. It was completely different from the temperament just now. Although he was still behind Zhao Mingzhi, he was still only three or four steps away. Do ignore again.

Zhao Mingzhi walked forward again, and suddenly stood still and asked, "Who is Ma Fenhe?"

At the end of the crowd, one person hurriedly stood up and said, "That's the boy!"

Zhao Mingzhi asked: "I heard that the documents here are classified and kept by you. Is there such a thing?"

That Ma Fenhe thought that he would have no chance to show himself for doing such a behind-the-scenes matter, but who would have thought that he would be named by the princess, he was really surprised and happy, and hurriedly said: "Exactly! It is the boy who is in charge!"

Zhao Mingzhi smiled and said, "Can I go and have a look?"

Ma Fenhe nodded quickly and led the way first.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Zhao Mingzhi said to many students inside and outside the door: "If you are busy with something, it's better to go to work. Today is a rest, but you still work so hard. Although business is important, generally you should not go to private matters. Be careful For the body, you have to work and rest, and you have to wait until you have something to do, and you can't just rush for a while."

Everyone responded in a low voice, but no one dispersed. They only watched Zhao Mingzhi move forward, and it was hard to keep up.

The place where the documents are kept is at the end of the courtyard. The inspector Wei led a few subordinates to open the way along the side of the road ahead. Zhan Maotai, Hu Chenghe and others, because of Wei's patrol, also called their nephew Wei Liaofu.

After passing a few doors, he was about to enter the inner courtyard, but he heard footsteps, and a person came out from the side road next door. He saw several people facing him, all of whom were students. He just raised his head, and saw Zhao Mingzhi behind him, his face was full of surprise for a moment, and he shouted, "It's you!"

(End of this chapter)