Chongzhen felt that he could not always stay in the palace. He had been staying in the future for many years. Now there is no Internet, no 1024, no shopping cat, and no second-hand home, so he doesn't want to stay in the house.

Of course, Chongzhen at this stage cannot go to bed like Kang Mazi or the old man Shiquan, so he can only do things at the door of his house - or in the backyard and in the large yard in front. After all, the entire Forbidden City is his family, but no one asks him to collect tickets.

Chongzhen was wearing a long green gown, shaking a erotic fan in his hand, and opened it from time to time and closed it. Although it was already winter, the slutty and smirk on his face showed an unconcealed spring feeling. No matter how you look, you look like a slutty boy.

As for Fang Zhenghua, some beards were stuck on his face, which made him look a little funny. Wang Chengen still pretended to be a housekeeper just like the last time he slipped out of the palace.

Along the way, Wang Chengen kept muttering: "Young Master, let's just come out to have fun, it's better to go home early. It's not that the old slave talks too much, but that's what you can have outside and at home, so why bother coming out to get cold?"

How could Chongzhen, who finally came out to wander, listen? The last time he came out was to see Jinyiwei and Dongchang collect protection fees. This time he was really here to play.

Chongzhen was annoyed by the words, so he simply said, "Okay, okay, no one will think of you as a mute, so let's go back when it's almost done. By the way, what's fun outside today? Can anyone like a temple fair go for a walk?"

Even though Wang Chengen was reluctant, he had to signal Wei Liangqing, the leader of the Jinyiwei who was pretending to be a guard of the hospital, to come and answer.

Who is Wei Liangqing? That is Wei Zhongxian's son. He had already received Wei Zhongxian's advice. He knew that the emperor was not a fool, but now he was in a state of progress and suddenly gained the position of commander of the Jinyiwei. Even though he could not compare with the power of Tian Ergeng and Xu Xianchun, the commander in the Jinyiwei who was responsible for the emperor's travel ceremonial guards and guards could not be done by anyone.

Wei Liangqing was used to hanging out outside the palace and was very familiar with the situation in the capital. He said carefully: "Young master, why don't we go to Dongyue Temple for a walk?"

Chongzhen thought about it and said that he had nothing to do, so he might as well go away.

But when I arrived at Dongyue Temple, I had not yet entered to see the temple fair, Chongzhen's anger was aroused again.

On the open space in front of the Dongyue Temple, there are snacks and stalls selling small things on both sides, with several fortune tellers' stalls mixed in, and even a few monks begging for alms here.

If it were all these, Chongzhen probably would have just walked around and ate some snacks he had never eaten before, and would have returned to the palace to find Queen Zhou. However, another group of people he saw in front of him attracted Chongzhen's attention.

Among the bustling crowds in front of me, there were several children aged eight or nine, who were not covered in clothes begging.

If it were just like this, it would be fine. It would be nice to go back and kill a few bastards in the sanctuary. Just looking at these children, it was obvious that someone did it on purpose.

Among the about six or seven children, some had their hands and arms broken at the same root, some had their feet lost, some had their legs and hands, but they were twisted into extremely strange angles, and even more cruelly, their mouths and noses were cut off. None of the children were in good health.

Although the children with legs were trembling due to the cold, they knelt down and kowtow when they saw someone. If they had no legs, they lay on the ground and said, "Please be pitiful, uncle."

If someone gave up a few copper coins, the children would not dare to spend some food. Although they had some money from others, they would just drool at the small stall selling buns next to them, and they would not dare to delay the begging at all.

Seeing this, Chongzhen felt that these children should be controlled by someone, but pretended not to know and asked, "Butler Wang, look at the children in front of him, why are they so pitiful? The officials of the Shangyuan Academy took the salary given by the court and His Majesty, but they didn't care about these children?"

Wang Chengen looked at the children mentioned by Chongzhen and said helplessly: "Young Master, let alone the ancestral home has no money to help these children, even if they have one, they can't control it."

Chongzhen knew what was going on, but he was curious and said, "Why? The Yangjianyuan has no money. I know, what's going on if I can't control it?"

Wang Chengen replied: "Young Master, these children have been broken. Some people deliberately made them like this to make money, and most of them call themselves disciples of the Beggar Gang.

The Yangjiyuan wanted to manage it, but there was no soldiers or horses in his hands and could not catch people; the local government could catch it, but there was no oil or water, so he didn't want to manage it. Moreover, if one group was captured, there would be another group. Over time, fewer people would be managed.

My court is much better than before. This is why people have no food in recent years, so vicious people have taken risks and done such a thing."

Chongzhen knew that even a problem that never cured in later generations was too difficult to completely solve the problem. It was just that he didn't know how the Ming Dynasty treated these people astrays. Therefore, he continued to ask: "Where should these people deal with the laws of the Ming Dynasty?"

However, Wang Chengen's next words were shocked Chongzhen: "Reply to the young master's words, according to the Ming Dynasty's law: Anyone who picks up and cuts off people will be executed by the master's plan to kill them, the followers will be killed, and the property will be cut off to the family of the person who is cut off. Although his wife, son and his family are not aware of the information, they will be settled for two thousand miles. Those who followers will be killed. Those who are just informed of the information will not be reported will be held."

When Chongzhen thought about the later generations, the biggest blow to human traffickers was just a peanut, and the strength of the Ming Dynasty was quite considerable.

I had no good idea to do this situation in my previous life, and I couldn’t do anything. Now that I am the emperor, I have to teach these guys how to be a human being!

Chongzhen, who had made a decision in his heart, simply stopped going to the temple fair. He turned around and gave a few instructions, then found a snack stall to sit down.

After a cup of tea, the five cities had already blocked the entire area of ​​Dongyue Temple. Then the Jinyiwei rushed in and cut all the pieces into small pieces, making it difficult to form groups.

At this time, Tian Ergeng, who was specializing in controlling domestic livelihood affairs in the Jinyiwei, also came to the scene. After meeting Chongzhen, everyone present realized that today, the white dragon fish suit came to Dongyue Temple to visit the people.

Someone who was guilty in the crowd immediately whispered to someone next to him: "Brother, I just said I can't come to the capital, wouldn't this just happen to be in a collision? If it is discovered, I'll have to..."
Chapter completed!