Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

After temporarily solving the food problem, Zhu Ming felt a little relieved.

As the grandson of the emperor, he still has the power to transfer some grain.

With the grain transferred by the prefect, we can still hold out for a while.

The most important thing now is to solve the livelihood problem of the people in the Hedong counties.

After walking out of the county government office, there were only a few yamen runners left except the Jinyiwei brought by Chen Ling.

Zhu Ming waved his hand and called all the yamen runners over.

Even if you don't trust these guys, you have no choice now.

"His Royal Highness."

When those people saw the emperor's grandson calling them over, they were worried that it might be related to the imprisonment of the emperor's grandson some time ago, but they did not dare to disobey and just approached cautiously.

"You guys, go and take people to inform the people everywhere to gather at the porridge shed at noon tomorrow. I have something to say."

Zhu Ming sighed and spoke helplessly.

After all, they are more familiar with this place, and they can't let the Jinyiwei do everything.

If the Jinyiwei that Old Zhu had worked so hard to organize knew that they were doing odd jobs under his hands...

"Yes."

Seeing that the emperor's grandson did not blame them for the last incident, the yamen runners dared not say anything more. They just responded and retreated as if they were escaping.

Regardless of the fact that it was gradually getting dark, he started to work.

After everything was arranged, Zhu Ming's eyes drooped weakly.

This disaster relief work is really tiring.

He turned and walked into the county government office, then turned and walked into the side courtyard.

"Brother Huang Sun."

When Meihua saw Zhu Ming come in, she immediately ran up to him and shouted happily.

When the emperor's grandson arrived here, he naturally could not stay in the post station like other imperial envoys, so the county government allowed Zhu Ming to stay there temporarily.

Zhaodi, her daughter and Gousheng, who came with Zhu Ming, were also arranged by him to live in a side courtyard so that they could be taken care of more easily.

"Ah."

Meihua squatted down and touched her head as if Zhu Yuanzhang did to her.

Now that we can have enough food here, Meihua's complexion has improved a lot and she has become more lively.

No wonder, at her age, she is most active.

"His Royal Highness."

Zhaodi was standing at the door. She was startled to see Meihua and Zhu Ming being so close. She immediately went over, took Meihua's hand, and called out to her respectfully.

The plum blossom may not know the difference between superior and inferior, but she cannot.

As the emperor's grandson, it was a great blessing for him to take Meihua as his maid, and he did not dare to overstep the line.

"Are you used to living here?"

Zhu Ming also asked back politely and nodded towards Zhaodi.

"Habit, habit."

Before today, they were refugees with no place to live and no food to eat. Now, being able to have a full meal here was something they could not even dare to think about yesterday.

Zhu Ming nodded and turned to go towards Gousheng's residence.

"Your Highness, what do you want to see me for?"

As Zhu Mingcai walked to the door, Gou Sheng had already noticed his arrival and spoke slowly.

But his eyes were always fixed on the ceiling, never moving.

Zhu Ming found it hard to imagine what it would feel like to be unable to move his legs and lie in bed in a daze for the whole day.

Looking at Gousheng like this, it seems that he has gotten used to it.

"You saved me, and I have nothing to repay you with."

Zhu Ming walked into the room, and before he could say anything, Gou Sheng's calm voice rang out again.

He thought about it for a whole day, but couldn't think of anything he could do to repay Zhu Ming.

"I didn't ask for anything in return."

Zhu Ming chuckled. Saving her was just a piece of cake for him, and he had never thought about repaying her.

"Ah."

After Gousheng finished speaking, she fell silent again, her eyes still staring at the ceiling. No one knew what she was thinking.

This person can always hide his thoughts almost perfectly.

Except for the time when Zhu Ming's identity as the emperor's grandson was exposed, her emotions did not fluctuate much.

Seeing Gousheng fall silent, Zhu Ming didn't say much. He came here just to see how they were doing.

Now it seems that I have almost adapted to the situation and it is time for me to take a rest. I still have disaster relief work to do tomorrow.

When he reached the door, Zhu Ming paused again and said in a deep voice: "I have asked the imperial physician to come over. Your leg will be fine."

Having said that, he walked out of the room.

Not until he noticed Zhu Ming had left did Gou Sheng turn around and stare blankly at the door, his face still without any change of emotion.

At noon the next day, after the notice from the yamen runners, a long queue formed in front of the already crowded porridge stall, which stretched as far as the eye could see.

Everyone knew that a grandson of the emperor had come to the capital to help them with disaster relief, and they were all a little nervous, not knowing what the grandson of the emperor wanted to do.

"Why hasn't the emperor's grandson come yet?"

As noon was almost past, the people who had originally been somewhat interested began to become impatient.

The already noisy crowd began to get even more agitated at this moment.

"quiet!"

The yamen runner who was maintaining order saw that the people had started to riot and immediately shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several people carrying a large vat coming from a distance. The aroma of meat immediately filled the air.

"Where did this meat come from?"

Normally these refugees could only survive by drinking some thin porridge, but now when they smelled the aroma of meat they began to squeeze towards the big vat desperately.

Even though the yamen runners tried their best to stop them in front, they were unable to stop them.

"His Royal Highness the Grandson has arrived!"

It was not until a loud shout was heard that the situation, which had already gotten somewhat out of control, was stabilized.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Zhu Ming, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly to the large vats with Liu Jin, Wang Juren and others.

"Is this the emperor's grandson?"

“It looks so small.”

Seeing Zhu Ming's young age, the people, who were already nervous, became even more worried.

"My fellow villagers, I am the grandson of the emperor who was ordered to come here to provide disaster relief. I have cooked porridge and prepared dishes for you. Please enjoy your meal today."

Zhu Ming looked at the people who were already starving, shouted a few simple words, and waved his hand for the yamen runners to start distributing porridge.

In order to ensure that the people have enough to eat today, Zhu Ming specifically instructed his subordinates to put more rice.

"His Royal Highness."

Wang Juren was standing behind Zhu Ming, looking at the thick porridge in the big jar, frowned, and spoke in a low voice.

"If we continue to use rice like this, I'm afraid our county's granary will only have enough for three days."

He didn't expect that Zhu Ming would be so willing to use rice. As a result, the already tight food supply became even more insufficient.

He was even a little worried now whether the county's food supply could last until the day when the prefect's grain arrived.

"Why, do you think it's a waste?"

Zhu Ming looked at the people who had already started to eat heartily, smiled, and asked without turning his head.