Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 243

"Grandpa Huang, your grandson knows a thing or two about your thoughts!"

After eating, the two of them wandered the street absent-mindedly.Probably because of the words of those men just now, the old man felt extremely uncomfortable.

Zhu Xiongying said, "Fengyang is the central capital of Ming Dynasty, and our hometown. Now that you are the emperor, you want your hometown to be honored! I want future generations to remember that Fengyang is a famous place. Emperor Zhu."

As he said that, Zhu Xiongying looked at the old man's side face, and continued, "But Grandpa Huang, this is not the real capital after all. Just because it is our hometown, so much construction and construction consumes the people's fat and alms, I'm afraid it's not good if others don't say it." agree!"

"If this place is an important border town, if this place is the capital of our Ming Dynasty, it can't be overly repaired. After all, Fengyang is still deep inland, too far and too remote. Even if it is built more magnificent than the capital, who will live in it? Who will live in it? Dare to live? Isn’t it an empty city?”

"You are diligent in government and love the people, even the Forbidden City is unwilling to build it, and the people of the benevolent government who have lightened their burdens love it. But this matter, grandson, it seems that it is still open to discussion!"

Hearing this, the corners of the old man's eyes twitched, and he said with a bit of stubbornness, "It's all bad things from the people below!"

"I don't blame the people below, what is good at the top is good at the bottom!" Zhu Xiongying sighed slightly, "The men just said something well, because this is our hometown, those officials have tried their best I wish I could finish it the next day and ask you for credit!"

"Grandfather, Daming has just recuperated for a few years, and you also know that the people's livelihood is suffering. Especially in Huaixi, it is not easy to build large-scale construction. From my grandson's point of view, it is really inappropriate for this capital city to be overhauled at this time!"

To build the city, more than tens of thousands of civilians were called, and the money and food used were astronomical.

The honor of one family and one family name requires the people to contribute money and efforts, but in the end other people scold them, even the elders in their hometown will secretly curl their lips.

"Look at the peasants who were punished when we entered the city." Zhu Xiongying said again, "If they didn't build the imperial city in Fengyang, they should be working at home at this time to make a living for their family. But they left their homes and businesses to come here and were punished Being punished and beaten so that you can't be a member of the regiment. This kind of thing is definitely not an exception. Even my grandson thinks that since the construction of the imperial city, I don't know how many civilians died of exhaustion!"

"This is contrary to the many benevolent policies you have practiced since you came to power, and it does not conform to your national policy of resting with the people!"

"You..." the old man couldn't keep his face from being poked in the heart by his grandson, "Your wings are stiff, and you are starting to slap us?"

In fact, there was also a faint remorse in his heart.

At the beginning, many courtiers opposed the construction of Zhongdu, and it was he who insisted on going his own way.Now it seems that it has all been said.Although he didn't see the suffering of the people with his own eyes, he knew that there must be constant complaints among the people.

"But it has been built for so long, and it stops like this, then it was before." The old man said stubbornly.

"It's not too late to mend a dead sheep!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.

At this time, the two of them walked to a city wall that had not yet been built.

Amidst the hoarse slogans of the peasants from above, dozens of peasants were shirtless in the winter, pulling the reins vigorously, driving a huge boulder slowly upward.

The muscles on everyone's arms are raised high, and their faces are flushed.The work is not only hard and demanding, but dangerous.Once the stone falls, the lives of several craftsmen on the side are in danger.

On the other hand, the officer at the side shouted and cursed loudly while holding the stove.

"Keep up, the fuck didn't you eat? If you delay the construction period, I'll kill you!"

There are also many peasants who work tiredly under the city wall, sifting sand and mixing slurry, and carrying sandbags on their backs.Many people have sloppy feet, obviously from long-term labor, and their bodies have reached their extremes.

Zhu Xiongying saw the complexion of the old man's face, and said slowly, "Grandfather, you want the future generations to remember that there was a humble Emperor Zhu born in Fengyang. You also teach your descendants not to forget your origin, and always remember that the Ming Dynasty is not easy." !"

"You can see the leopard from the pipe, the Ming Dynasty is not only the country of our Zhu family, but also the people of the world."

"History can remember you in many ways, and your martial arts and martial arts don't need the majestic imperial city as a backdrop."

"Grandpa Huang, the Great Wall is still there today, but I don't see Qin Shihuang back then!"

The old man pondered for a long time, then sighed, "Yes, you are right. We are too stubborn in this matter, we only think about ourselves, not the people. No matter how good the cultivation is, it is the blood and sweat of the people. Sometimes, people don't say anything, but scold our old Zhu in their hearts, it's the thief king who turned over!"

As he spoke, he said heavily, "Let's pass the decree later, and we won't fix it for now. Let the peasants go home, and the imperial court will no longer collect money and food to send here. Let the people around Fengyang really rest!"

Zhu Xiongying took the old man's hand and said with a smile, "Grandfather's love for the people can be seen every day!"

"Don't talk about it, we are so ashamed now!" The old man smiled wryly, "Hey, we usually scold others, but now it seems that we are not much better. We are so complacent that we forgot about the former dynasty A lesson! A waste of people's power!"

After finishing speaking, the father and father looked at the city wall full of busy peasants, and led them away.

Gradually, the sky darkened, and the two of them also planned to go back to Fengxianghou's residence in the city to rest.

Kankan walked across a street, smelling the cooking smoke in the air, and suddenly heard a few scolding from the front, "Who told you to set up a stall here?"

The grandfather and grandson looked intently, only to see a few officials in soap clothes surrounding a young man in his early twenties, shouting and cursing loudly.

The young man looked honest and honest. He was holding a wheelbarrow with some fresh pears on it. He presumably was a small vendor selling pears at a stall.

"Master! I won't show you anymore, let's go!" The young peddler begged with his hands clasped.

But the officer scolded, "Go, where are you going? The government has an order that you are not allowed to set up stalls along the street! Look at your pear sellers, all the peels are spilled on the ground, how decent is that?"

"I'll just clean it up!" The peddler continued to beg for mercy, "I'll leave right away!"

"You came out to set up a stall, did you ever pay?" Another official asked.

"I have never paid it!" the peddler begged bitterly, "My children are hungry, and they don't care about the government's order, so they come out to sell pears! The market set up by the government, I really can't afford that money. Pear sellers, even if The business is good, but I have no money to spend to buy whole grain buns with a few dollars!"

"What's the point of doing business without money?" The official scolded, "The front of this place is the place where nobles live, and you are not allowed to set up a stall. You violated the prohibition first and didn't pay the money. It's really abominable!" shouted, "Come on, confiscate his stall!"

"Officer, official, this is my family's rice bowl!" The peddler took the officer's hand, "You screwed up, where will the villain go to eat!"

"Whoever smashes it will be confiscated. Tomorrow, bring the money and redeem the car in the yamen!" the official said.

"Where did the villain get the money! Don't pull it, don't pull it!" As he said, the peddler knelt down and said, "Master, I have children, mothers and daughters-in-law at home, and I want to support the family. You take it away, and the overnight food at the villain's house is gone." No way, how to live! I beg you, I will never sell on the street in the future, please give me a way out!"

"Go away!" the officer said, "You can pay it back like this, you rascal!"

Several officials had already pulled the wheelbarrow aside, and the pears on it spilled all over the ground. When they stepped on it, the juice splashed and turned into sludge.

"My pears!" the peddler yelled heartbreakingly.

Then his eyes were red, "You are unreasonable!"

Pa, the official slapped directly, "I'm right!"

"I am your mother, I will fight with you!" The peddler shouted, picking up a pear peeling knife.

"Rebellion? Arrest it!" The official was furious.

But in the next second, the peddler stabbed like crazy.

With a puff, the officer stared blankly at his chest.

And the peddler was also stunned!
(End of this chapter)