In the past, in front of several cabinet college students, Zhu Houzhao only had the share of being taught, but now he sees that Xie Qian is speechless to refute his own words......

Zhu Houzhao suddenly became full of energy, just looking at Xie Qian and these people, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, these people ...... It doesn't seem to be easy to settle.

After a moment of silence, he said abruptly, "What can you do?" ”

Xie Qian said: "Ministers can provide disaster relief. ”

"......" Zhu Houzhao frowned, a pair of eyes swept over the bodies of these dozen people, and said: "You go to the laundry, many of the students' clothes are smelly, although there are usually women to help wash, but people also have to take children to help men do things." ”

"What?" Xie Qian was stunned for a moment, and then became a little angry, he thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was humiliating him, and couldn't help but say: "Your Highness, the minister is ......."

"To wash or not to wash? If you don't wash it, you can only get one rice ball for one meal, two meals a day, and you can't live in a shed, you have to live outside. Zhu Houzhao didn't give them the slightest chance to refute.

Xie Qian: "......"

The dignified cabinet scholar came here for disaster relief, and now he actually does laundry for you?

Shen Wen and the others at the back nodded busily and said, "Okay, okay, Your Highness has ordered, that's it, it's very time." ”

found their son, Shen Wen and the others were sure in their hearts.

Xie Qian wanted to say something, but Zhu Houzhao had already snatched the sack from Fang Jifan's hand, and casually carried the sack on his shoulder, and said: "Take a closer look, there are no idle people here!" This palace is still carrying a stone and letting you do your laundry, which is already good, why don't you also try this stone? ”

“……”

Xie Qian looked at the calm sack, and finally fell silent.

People are under the eaves......

So a dozen people were assigned to the well, and they were given needles and threads, and the task was to wash and sew clothes, and eat three meals a day, one rice ball in the morning, and two meals at noon and evening, barely enough to fill their stomachs.

But there are too many women at this well.

Some women couldn't stand it, and when they saw an official squinting his eyes, which were about to become cross-eyed, and still couldn't wear a needle, a woman said in a Shanxi accent: "It's not like this, it's not like this, come ...... I teach you. ”

Not only learn to thread the needle, this sewing clothes is also a science, Xie Qian sat cross-legged, holding the thread, put it in his mouth and sipped, this is the third day, he is familiar with the needle, and then knotted the thread, while sewing the clothes, while sighing: "Hey, look at these young people, crawling and rolling, their hearts are too thick, there are so many tears on this shirt, there are blood stains here, God knows where it is worn out." Ay...... I think about the ...... back then."

"Gong Xie, if you don't rest, the officials will sew."

Xie Qian's face was swollen and red: "Isn't that a dry meal?" ”

Everyone was silent, and Shen Wen on the side was holding a mallet and pounding the clothes that had passed the water, so tired that he was out of breath.

In the past three days, everyone was unconvinced at first, especially Xie Qian.

But later, he was slowly convinced, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really carried the stone himself, and Lian Fang Jifan had a brain disease, and he still sat in the mud and counted. The rest of the people, none of them are idle, and most of them are rough jobs, and no one takes themselves seriously here.

Those who read are all crawling in the mud, burning stoves in the morning, distributing food, carrying stones in the morning, and finding a place to lie down directly to rest at noon, one by one snoring and snoring.

In this way, Xie Qian knew that he was taken care of.

Although sewing and washing clothes is not very decent, they don't have the ability to go up the causeway to move stones, so they can simply work with peace of mind.

The women near the well taught them a lot of sewing and laundry skills, and they were familiar with it, such as Xie Qian's sewing method, which was the method of back stitching, and after sewing, it was strong!

He bit the thread, tore the thread off, then put his hand into his tongue and twisted it, dipped some spit, stroked the thread, and said: "Now I know that people are old and their eyes are not good, so they should go and get a mirror, the kind that Xishan gave to the Empress Dowager." ”

Shen Wenmei was soaked, soaking his clothes with a mallet, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or splashed well water, and at the same time gave the beaten clothes to Chen Xin, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Chen Xin wrung out all the clothes, and he was also out of breath, like an old cow that had been damaged by the fields, and his face was red.

At this time, Shen Wen would look around, looking for the whereabouts of his son Shen Ao, this time he found it, and saw that he was more than ten zhang away, with his back to him, at the door of a house, whispering something!

Shen Wen felt that his heart was beautiful, and he said: "It's not easy, it's really not easy, how can there be a scene after the catastrophe here, this is a paradise, chickens and dogs smell each other, and they don't want to go back to Beijing." ”

Xie Qian was silent, and Chen Xin said with a smile: "My son will still treat people, someone came to the door yesterday to thank him." ”

After finally washing more than 100 pieces of clothes, Shen Wen, Chen Xin and others carried buckets, found a high place, set up bamboo poles, and went to dry their clothes.

Xie Qian received the rice ball at noon, he is more advanced, naturally there is a separate shed, every time, although he is tired and has a sore back, he can sit back in the shed, there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on this table, and on the case, it is a ball of waste paper.

He tried several times, trying to write a recital, but each time he was very dissatisfied, the first time he wrote it, he complained a lot, at that time he was quite disappointed in His Royal Highness the Prince, thinking that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was too ridiculous and too nonsense.

But the next day, he felt that what he wrote was wrong, so he calmed down and wrote a new draft, praising His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for loving the people, and Xishan Academy ventured into Lingqiu County, which is benevolent. But...... He began to draw the key points, although he praised it, but next, he scolded the prince and Xishan Academy.

The son of a daughter can't sit down, how can the prince take such a risk, this is the prince, it really shouldn't be.

Of course, it is not polite to Xishan Academy, it is also a scolding, a group of scholars, not doing their jobs, following Fang Jifan's foolishness, Fang Jifan's disaster relief, not predicting the palace and the government, it is really taboo, if it is not Xishan Academy is the academy built by the prince, the old minister even thinks that this Xishan Academy has other plans, in vain to buy people's hearts.

Outcome...... Well, last night, this note, he tore again.

And today, he had to put pen to paper, took a deep breath, and wrote: "The minister is ordered to enter Lingqiu County, in the name of disaster relief and thief arrest, and it is true to find His Royal Highness the Prince...... Even Lingqiu, this place is orderly and well-organized, and the prince and the new uncle ......"

This time, he praised the prince fiercely, he thought that it was wrong for the prince to do this, he should not come to Lingqiu rashly, as a prince, he should not be so childish for his safety, but when he came down, he was extremely appreciative of what the prince did in Lingqiu County.

His Royal Highness took the lead, and the soldiers and civilians all rushed to be the first, and now the epidemic has been controlled and the disaster has been alleviated...... This is all due to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Although Xinjian Bo suffered from brain disease, he also helped from the side, and the rest of the students and others all went deep into the military and civilians to relieve the people...... Nearly 10,000 soldiers and civilians have been treated......

These compliments are all from the bottom of his heart, Xie Qian is not blind, although he couldn't accept the behavior of the prince and Xinjian Bo at first, but seeing the orderly here, seeing the victims living and working in peace and contentment after the disaster, and seeing many students and people eating and sleeping together, warm and intimate with each other, Xie Qian felt that if he still had criticism, it was really not a thing.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is virtuous, beyond the reach of people, the minister has been here for three days, seeing this situation and this scene, he is full of emotion......" At the end of his recital, he still added this sentence, the word virtuous, he was a little embarrassed to write.

Because today's scholars pay the most attention to the backbone, they also use this standard to require officials, as cabinet scholars, to praise the prince so solemnly, in fact, it is quite a bit of flattery, but in the end, he still made up this sentence.

After writing, Xie Qian seemed to be relieved, exhaled a breath, and then gently put down the pen, put away the song, and then handed the song to the people of the grain team, asking them to take it out.

After a short nap at noon, another batch of clothes was delivered, Xie Qian, as usual, went to the well again, and heard Shen Wen and others discussing: "Your Highness is really amazing, I transported more than 20 bags of stones to the river embankment today, and when I saw Your Highness, my shoulders were worn out." ”

"Yes, yes, that Hu Kaishan only transported more than 70 bags, our Highness, it's still very good."

Everyone nodded again.

This...... In fact, it is a certain psychology, everyone has never been optimistic about His Royal Highness the Prince, and now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can transport more than 20 bags, even if others transport three times as much as him, everyone still recognizes it very much and appreciates the Prince.

This is the same as Fang Jifan, all the people who deal with him have already tacitly acquiesced that he is a scum in the world, but as soon as he comes into contact, hey, although this guy has eyes above the top, he still bumps against you from time to time, and he can't spit ivory in his mouth, but after all, he didn't spit out the women of your family, this new uncle is also good. Gee...... The young man has a lot of promise.

"Gong Xie, has you written it?" Shen Wen remembered something, and looked at Xie Qian with a blank look.

Xie Qian thought of the praise of the prince and Xishan Academy, and suddenly felt a little ashamed in his heart, although he felt that these praises were words and things, and they came from the bottom of his heart.

What does it mean to be upright, that is, no matter what, you have to have the courage to give advice to Your Majesty and the Prince, whatever Your Majesty and the Prince have done, you have to find something wrong, and then ask Your Majesty and the Prince to correct it, they don't listen to you, that is the faint king, it is wanton.