Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

Chapter 430 The True Interpretation of Official Words

"His Royal Highness King Zhou only gave the order, so you don't know."

"If you want to say that His Royal Highness the King of Zhou is really good, then he really has the true inheritance of Emperor Shengwu!"

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Emperor Zhu Chongba, whose anger had not completely dissipated just now, felt inexplicably relieved when he heard these words.

If Queen Ma hadn't been in control of the whole scene, he would have been so happy that he could have squeezed the wrinkles out of his face.

"Don't you know that during the frost disaster, His Royal Highness the King of Zhou sent all the gentlemen from his residence to teach the children of common people like us!"

"And not only that, he also built a new school for us for free, and those gentlemen didn't even bother to teach..."

"Although the frost disaster is over now, His Royal Highness King Zhou has not forgotten our suffering. Not only are the gentlemen still staying in the school, but he has even sent a group of miracle doctors to travel around."

"In addition, Emperor Shengwu also took care of us. Not only did he exempt us from taxes, he also sent relief food before spring sowing."

"You said, how can we repay so much kindness?"

"We can only make half a profit by allowing the children to farm during the day without delaying the harvest, and learn to read and grow grain in the evening."

When the old woman said this, she wiped the tears from her eyes with the old man.

In the end, it was the old man who recovered first. He took over the old woman's words and continued to tell the two about other changes that had occurred after they left their hometown.

"Originally, the yamen master also wanted to rest."

"But seeing our enthusiasm, they didn't rest."

"Later we found out that Mr. Zhao had been here!"

"Right at the gate of Fucheng, old man, I actually personally took over the porridge served to me by Mr. Zhao! At that time, I thought the old man was just a errand! After all, Mr. Zhao was cooking porridge in the morning and at noon and evening. Serving porridge!"

"Tell me, what grown-up would stand next to a cauldron for a whole day or several months?"

"If I knew this old man, I would have distributed porridge for Mr. Zhao no matter what! It was the twelfth lunar month of winter..."

During the conversation, the old man showed his true feelings and couldn't help but wipe away his tears.

It was the old woman's turn to tell again.

As for Lao Zhu, the relief on his face has long disappeared, and the wrinkles have returned to his face.

He was almost motionless beside him. He didn't know whether it was because he was at a loss when facing Queen Ma's gaze, or because he was old and temporarily numb.

"It's also because Mr. Zhao leads by example."

"I still remember the first time when my little one was left in the county government office overnight, and the government officials were so scared when they came to the village to inform them."

"I'm really afraid that my child won't be able to come back the next day. Could something have happened to him? Could he..."

"But the next morning, my child came back."

"It was only after Mr. Zhao left that we found out that Mr. Zhao had been here."

"At that time, I asked my children what they learned on the first day and whether they were scared."

"Then he told the two of us that the eldest man of the yamen said that the upper and lower parts of the word "official" were linked together, and he wanted their people in the yamen to take our words and pass them to the palace of the higher yamen."

"Then, pass the words from the palace above to the bottom."

"We also learned that the temporary government office next to the porridge shed was also Mr. Zhao's idea, and those gentlemen were inspired by it."

"And Mr. Zhao was also inspired by Lord Shengwu's edict."

"Now that the frost disaster has passed, good, we all have hope."

"So we don't have to worry about the children spending the night in the Yamen anymore. They are learning calligraphy and can't delay it."

The old woman was beeping and wiping her tears again after speaking. This time the old man didn't answer the question either.

There was silence in the main room.

Boom!

"Dazhu his mother!"

"You started early. I just heard from the young man who took me home that they haven't eaten yet, so I thought of bringing you dinner!"

"Hurry and get it in, don't let it get cold."

The silence was finally broken by other villagers outside the courtyard.

The old man and woman in the main room looked at Lao Zhu and Queen Ma with guilt on their faces.

"Look at our brains. When people get old, they want to rest early when they come back from the fields."

"I kept asking you questions, but I forgot to ask you if you had eaten. Did you have a hard time traveling?"

The uncle and the aunt quickly left the main room and went to the courtyard door together to receive the dinner sent by the neighbor.

"Thank you for your thoughtful consideration, otherwise we two old men would have neglected others."

The uncle brought the food into the main room, and the old woman stayed at the door to thank her neighbors. Their conversation came in again.

During this period, Lao Zhu quietly stopped Yu'er from testing the poison. He directly picked up the porridge bowl and walked around the edge of the bowl to test the hotness.

Then he began to cool down Queen Ma himself.

"what!"

"They went to the capital to offer incense to the Holy Palace!"

"Then will they go to the capital then! Oh my God, Dazhu, then why do you want me to be the grain chief?"

"Who among the folks from all over the country wouldn't want to offer such a stick of incense? Let him do this for a living. He can make money without having to worry about losses like transporting other goods!"

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"Cough cough!"

The conversation coming from outside the courtyard gate made Lao Zhu subconsciously stop blowing the rice. Seeing this, Queen Ma quickly pretended to cough.

Yu'er also quickly stepped forward and patted her upper back.

"Blame me, blame me!"

Lao Zhu quickly admitted his mistake, continued to blow the rice, and then handed it to Queen Ma's mouth.

"Okay, it's been so many years since you, the head of the house, have been fed."

"Besides, it's not like I can't move."

"Go to the door and see what the sisters are talking about for a living!"

As soon as Lao Zhu made a move, Queen Ma knew what he was thinking and what he wanted to do.

With a smile and a reproach, he took the job from Lao Zhu, then looked at him and pointed to the courtyard door.

When Lao Zhu met her eyes, he naturally understood what his sister was thinking and quickly got up.

"Don't worry, you already said that this man is kind and tight to his own girl, and he must be good in other aspects as well."

"Besides, there is a Holy Palace in the capital, and the most important thing is our Emperor Shengwu. You have forgotten how quickly Emperor Shengwu and His Highness the King of Zhou distributed food during this frost disaster."

"The fact that this person can bring such a large group of people back from the capital safely proves that they must be fine."

"The rich man from the village next to us who is usually very charitable, didn't Master Shengfu punish him and let him back safely? I heard that he was recommended by that family!"

The main room is basically only a few steps away from the courtyard gate, and Lao Zhu usually strides across.

But this time, listening to the chat between the two old men at the courtyard gate, he walked very slowly.

Just because the two old ladies never left Zhao Mansion.

But he didn't forget to bring him, the Shengwu Emperor, with him.

Zhao Zhengzhen didn't lie to him. This time, his identity was indeed not disclosed.

But he, the emperor, changed the first destination of the parade from south to Nanhe...