On this day, drizzle fell over the capital.

Yang Sichang didn't care about his wet official uniforms, and entered the palace from Yongding Gate for a moment. He passed by the west of the city along the way and found that a large number of conscripts were hiding from the rain.

"I don't know what his Majesty has planned. Wang Gongchang has been established in the capital for more than two hundred years, but he will move out within two months."

"Whatever you do is to do so much, just take it with money, it's not just a waste of work."

At first, Zhengfu laughed and heard the words, "That's right. Now the court does what he says and never owes wages. If it weren't for this errand, my whole family would have to drink the northwest wind."

"This month's errands have been enough for the first half of the year."

As the few people were talking, an old man said mysteriously: "Did you see the man riding a horse just now? I'm afraid he will be the high-ranking official who was summoned to Beijing again."

"The Shanxi earthquake has caused great shock. Changping Prefecture has also felt tremor these days. The court should start disaster relief. At that time, we will be more alert and we will definitely rebuild the husband."

Hearing this, everyone also had plans for the future.

This natural disaster is not entirely a disaster for them. The court will need to provide disaster relief for the whole life of the country, and the government will recruit a large number of soldiers.

For example, this major earthquake, search, rescue and reconstruction in various places must be recruited by the people.

Those who have no land and stable income are counting on these missions to support their whole family.

Yang Sichang was really not thinking about understanding the people's sentiments. After hearing a few words, he came outside the Forbidden City Gate and asked the Qiang General of the Yongweiying Camp who was guarding the gate.

Mr. Qian stood in front of the door to guard the rain, and the rain kept sliding down from his armor. Seeing the visitor, he stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the horse and said with a smile:

"Mr. Yang, please get off the horse and go to the palace."

......

Yang Sichang came to the Xihun Pavilion and smelled the incense in the air. He turned his head and glanced at him and saw a little palace maid wearing a purple palace coat squatting beside the Xuande stove, carefully cleaning the dust and adding fragrance.

At this time, Wang Chaofu came and said with a smile:

"Please wait a moment, Lord Yang, Your Majesty is coming soon."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and immediately a little castrator came over with tribute tea, placed it firmly on the table and then stepped back on tiptoe.

Yang Sichang picked up the tea and drank a few sips, exhaling:

"I'm so worried about my father-in-law, and the lower official is indeed a little thirsty."

When Wang Chaofu saw that Yang Sichang was so sensible, he felt much better and smiled and said, "This is all his duty."

Yang Sichang stopped drinking too much, took off his wet hat and sat upright in the West Warehouse. Although he seemed a little embarrassed because he had been on the road for several days, he still showed a polite and gentle demeanor.

Soon, a heavy sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside the hall.

Yang Sichang quickly stood up, lowered his head and waited. He noticed a black shadow in front of him, so he respectfully said: "I am Yang Sichang, Huaibei Fushu, please see Your Majesty, long live your life."

Zhu Youxiaogang talked with Xu Xianchun, the commander of the Jinyiwei, about the recent growing White Lotus Sect in Shanxi. He sat on the Jiulong Royal Seat with a familiarity, frowned.

"Let's flat!"

"Shanxi is in great shock, and we will first go to Datong and then to Changping. I intend to set up a disaster department to specialize in disaster situations in various places. Wen Tiren recommends you to come here, hoping that it will not disappoint me."

When Yang Sichang heard this, he realized who recommended him to the emperor. He suddenly realized in his heart and hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, your Majesty, I will do my best to serve the dynasty."

Zhu Youxiao nodded and said:

"Since you have arrived in Beijing, the Disaster Affairs Department will be established as soon as possible. Choose a site in the middle of Beijing and report it to the Ministry of Works to build a yamen today."

"You will also choose the officials of the Disaster Affairs Department, report to the Ministry of Revenue and then report to me."

As he said that, Zhu Youxiao turned around and said, "The Disaster Affairs Department was first established and approved 13 million taels of silver in the treasury to build a yamen and sort out disaster relief matters."

"If it's not enough, ask me again."

Yang Sichang didn't expect to meet such grace as soon as he came. He burst into tears and knelt on the ground with a thud and shouted:

"I am deeply grateful to the emperor, and I dare not refuse to repay him!"

"Your Majesty is kind and blessed by the people of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Youxiao waved his hand, and he became the emperor like this. He was really immunized to hear it, and there was no turmoil on his face. He said:

"Okay, go down. I really want to thank me. I will use the money for practical purposes and save more victims."

Yang Sichang said: "I obey the order!"

Taking Yang Sichang back, Wang Chaofu said:

"My Lord, Shanxi is in great shock, and the capital is affected. The court officials are all warned by the changes in heaven and jointly advise Your Majesty to pay homage to the Nine Temples tomorrow, and ask the Empress and the Concubine to go with you."

Zhu Youxiao leaned against the chair, speechless.

It is normal for people to be superstitious at this time. If this is done, it will make fewer rumors between the government and the public, which is worth it.

So, he said softly:

"I know, but the concubine will be spared."

"She has never been concerned about the world for many years and has always been sincere in worshiping Buddha. If it is true that heaven changes to warn you, it is my fault and it has nothing to do with the concubine."

Wang Chaofu nodded and said nothing.

Zhu Youxiao sighed and asked again: "Did the Ministry of Rites say when will the Nine Temples be worshipped tomorrow?"

Wang Chaofu shook his head, "Not yet."

Zhu Youxiao laughed sarcastically, it seemed that these good ministers had not made any complete plans.

All my heart was to let myself, the emperor, admit his mistakes to the whole world first.

Forget it, such a thing is not the first time. You can't cut off another batch of heads at this time because of these things, right?

If you do this, the world will be in chaos.

"Okay, I'll tell the six ministers of the cabinet, and I'll say that I've approved the court officials' joint memorials and asked the Ministry of Rites to make a charter before tomorrow and send it to the Qianqing Palace."

"You go down, I have something else to deal with."

Wang Chaofu did not dare to continue disturbing, so he had to go out. After hearing the news that the emperor and the empress were going to worship the Nine Temples tomorrow, Wei Zhongxian immediately guessed that it was another masterpiece of the courtiers.

"The emperor is the emperor, so how can the emperor bow his head and admit his mistake? What does the earthquake in Shanxi have to do with the emperor?"

"Yes, I think it is those ministers who have no virtue that angered God and blamed the people of the world."

After hearing this, Wei Zhongxian said:

"You don't understand yet? You are not just bowing your head and admitting your mistakes. This is to follow the flow and just take it as a way to eliminate the barriers between the world."

"Folk rumors are an invisible knife."

Several of the staff dared not say much, and immediately flattered them.

"The factory owner's clarification!"

"What the factory owner thought was that the young people could not think of at all. Otherwise, the factory owner would be trusted by His Majesty."

Wei Zhongxian enjoyed these words very much and said with a smile:

"You guys are like smearing honey. Why are you happy every family? Why don't you go home and watch the children?"

The few people smiled and stopped talking.

......

North Korea, Wang Jing.

North Korea King Lee Seung sat on the throne, listened to the report of the general below, and slipped out to the ground, tremblingly:

"When the Tartars are here, how come they come so quickly?"

"Where is the Ming Dynasty? Didn't the Ming Dynasty block them?"
Chapter completed!