The next morning, the third day after the crown prince added the crown and ruled the country, a particularly big news happened in the Han Dynasty: the crown prince was lost.

I didn't return to the palace for a night last night.

And no one knows where the prince is.

So it was three times last night. Henan Yin Wanglang, a famous scholar of the classics who was quite old in Henan, was summoned by the queen and scolded him in the palace, but he was helpless.

After being scolded, Wang Lang scolded Henan Yin and made all the public officials in Henan Yin go out to search for the prince's traces, which is naturally what he should do.

However, until the next morning, the prince still had no news.

When Wang Lang reported on his work again, he had already reported it to the emperor who had not heard of political affairs for a long time.

Although he did not vent his evil fire on Wang Lang in a furious manner, the gloomy eyes staring at Wang Lang really made Wang Lang shudder, and every inch of his skin on his body was trembling wildly.

Just when Wang Lang was almost scared to death by the emperor's dragon power, Wang Yi ran over with a small step and handed the emperor a small note.

Liu Xie was stunned for a moment after opening it, and it said: "Don't miss my father and mother, I'm fine. I'm doing a very meaningful survey. I'm going to the people. I'm fine with General Deng Zhan's protection."

"I know that my father has high hopes for my child. Please forgive me for being willful. Please give me half a year to think about it myself. Things will be smooth and smooth, and I will come back slowly before the third meeting this fall. I will definitely return with my memorial, don't worry."

Liu Xie blinked, and was stunned after being shocked.

What exactly happened?

"What's wrong?" Cao Xi asked.

"The letter from Chan'er should be at least safe."

Cao Xi breathed a long sigh when he heard this, and then quickly snatched the letter to read it. After reading it, he didn't know whether to be angry or happy.

Looking at Wang Lang again, the old man has completely collapsed on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please go back first, no need to look for it."

Cao Xi immediately raised his voice eight degrees: "Don't look for it anymore? Can this child be so willful? Is it possible for him to do anything? The so-called son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall. Is this time when he can make trouble?"

Liu Xie patted Cao Xi's hand: "My son has grown up, let him do it. I believe in him, the son I taught myself. Now I really believe in his memorials. See what kind of flowers he can write for me."

Cao Xi cried and cursed, "If you only have a memorial in your heart, he is not only the prince, but also your own son! I am the only one! Let me tell you, if my son has any faults, I will make you upside down and never give up with you!"

Then she flipped her sleeves and left.

Liu Xie sighed and called Wang Yi to the front and asked, "Who sent the letter, Deng Zhan?"

"No, it was delivered... through the school office."

Liu Xie frowned and asked again: "Since it was sent through the school office, the school office would not have found nothing."

"The prince... may have something to do with the Holy Word."

Liu Xie was slightly stunned again, and his brows, which had finally opened, couldn't help but tighten again.

"I thought he was going to the folk to experience life, at most he experienced the sufferings of the people. Unexpectedly, he got into the rebel organization? It was so wild."

"Do you want the school office to investigate?"

"Investigate secretly and pay attention to the movements of this Holy Word Association, don't react too aggressively to alert the snake. Also, if you bite to death, you don't know anything, especially when you say anything about the queen, don't say a word, just report it to me if you have any news."

"Here."

"Go down."

Then, all the ministers went crazy.

It is obvious that the emperor knows something, and the prince should be fine.

But since he knew it, he didn't say anything, and he was still in seclusion, claiming to the outside world that the prince was regent, no one could guess what the emperor sold in his gourd.

Even Mr. Wei went to the palace to force the palace himself, but he could not meet the emperor. According to rumors, Mr. Wei started to curse people at the gate of the Beigong Palace.

In fact, who can imagine that as the crown prince of a country, he is already "on the road of crime" at this time.

But yesterday, Liu Chan took Deng Zhan out wearing coarse clothes. He originally wanted to talk to some ordinary people and see what these lower-class people think about the Lord's issue.

As a result, the so-called market places in Liu Chan's mind were not found at all.

Even if you have to work hard, you can find some so-called "children from poor families".

After inquiring, Liu Chan heard that only two places could see the large number of lower-level civilians gathered, one was the so-called "talent market" and the other was the so-called "haunted house".

The name Haunted House doesn't sound so reliable, so Liu Chan went to the "talent market", but it was also an eye-opener.

There were crowds of people, and there weren't people talking about it. Liu Chan even saw a place where he recruited workers and ordered the "job seekers" to take off their clothes and the foreman went up and punched them twice to identify the so-called physical fitness.

The entire ‘market’ is filled with a pungent, sour smell.

There is a feeling of a slave market, people are being picked and selected like goods.

"How could this be like here...here...here...?"

"You are new, boy, you see that you have tender skin and tender flesh. Did you just arrive in Luoyang City?" An old man in rags suddenly came over and asked.

Liu Chan thought to himself that I grew up here since I was a child, but said, "That's right, I came last night."

"Hey, I'm young, what obstacles have you encountered in life?"

"If it weren't for the difficulties at home, who would have come to Luoyang to work?"

When Liu Chan heard this, he was completely confused.

Didn’t it mean...the prosperous era of the Han Dynasty?

"Hey~, since you don't want to say it, I won't ask."

"That old man, why did you come to Luoyang to work? How long have you been working?"

"I have been working here for more than four years. I am old and no one wants it. I am hungry and full, and I don't even have a meal. I'm pitiful, but I can't even go home."

Liu Chan did not interrupt and waited for him to continue talking.

But the old man was opened up and started talking endlessly.

"Actually, I was a soldier before. When the emperor personally led the army to Hanzhong, I went with me. I had met the Holy Emperor. It's true that you are still so similar to the emperor."

"You are always a military household? This... Then you are a meritorious minister of the country. How could you fall into such a field?"

"The descendants are not filial. My son is good at gambling and owes a lot of usury. Although the court has strictly enforced the printing money, how can this kind of thing be clean? I took care of our lieutenant to borrow money to help him pay it back, otherwise he would be beaten to death. However, if I borrowed the money from the public, the debt would naturally fall on me. Although the interest rate of the public is low, I still can't pay it back."

Liu Chan said seriously: "Can't you enter the suicide camp?"

"Darection camp? I want to go, but now that I have been peaceful for a long time and have not fought a war, no one can call a brave warrior! Alas, the Holy Emperor is kind and unwilling to commit more killings, but... Alas, I heard that the prince is in charge of the country now, I really hope to fight tomorrow. Let the old man go to the Deare Camp for a walk, whether it is dead or alive, so I will admit it."

Liu Chan was stunned for a moment, but he really didn't expect that the people still had such expectations for him.

"Then I can't get into the death camp..."

"If you can't get into the death camp, you can't get the money. There is no way, so you have to let our lieutenant send me an introduction letter and make money in Luoyang. Luoyang City has high prices and it's not a life for people. But if you work for a few years, it's enough to save a little bit, which is enough to pay our lieutenant. Unfortunately, I'm too old and I'm accused of working as a boss. Their work is a pity. Over the years, it's already a blessing to survive in Luoyang City. But the money has not been saved at all."

Liu Chan said: "What about your son? Since you are paying off his debts and borrowing money, he is young and strong and asked him to work in Luoyang. Are there any such unfilial people in this world? I will accompany you to the Yin of Henan and the Tingwei Mansion. You are a meritorious person in the country. I want to see if he is not in charge of Wang Jingsheng and Guo Fengxiao. The government has the responsibility of education!"

The old man was silent for a moment, and squeezed out a smile and said, "I don't want to sue. He just got married and gave birth to a fat grandson for me. Stay in my hometown and live a good life. I have written several letters to him over the years, all of which told him that I am doing well, just asking him not to bet badly again in the future, and my life will be worth it."

As he said that, Liu Chan actually saw a smile on the face of this weathered old man. For a moment, he didn't know whether to say that the old man was stupid or to sigh, "I feel sorry for my parents in the world."

"So, this is how people who come to Luoyang to make a living."

"Now, my great man has slaves everywhere. As long as the people are not too lazy, they can always have food and clothing. Only the adults in Luoyang are pretentious and feel that they cannot show their level by serving slaves. Even prostitutes have them. The adults are tired of playing with female slaves in the Western Regions and are willing to pay money. If I am a woman, I will sell my butts."

When Liu Chan heard this, he was amused and crying again.

I thought to myself, why would I make a policy for generals to open up the suicide camp? An old man like the old man would be so pitiful.

Of course, if you don’t fight, the death camp will become a retirement camp, which is indeed not appropriate. This is the result of the evolution of good governance in those days that year, gradually turning into evil politics.

It seems that war really needs to be fought to solve this problem.

After thinking about it, Liu Chan asked tentatively: "I heard that the prince may want to relax the restrictions on 'no titles for non-military industry' and also give titles to civil servants in the court. How does the old man view this matter?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he became indignant: "What happened? This prince is simply a bastard!"

Liu Chan: “…………”

Deng Zhan followed Liu Chan, but he couldn't help but laugh.

"You can't say that, right? Isn't this a decision yet? Besides, you also said that the prices in Luoyang are expensive. The court officials only pointed at the salary, but they were a little poor after all. Moreover, the soldiers fought on the battlefield to make meritorious contributions for the country, and the court officials also made meritorious contributions for the country when handling government affairs."

"You little baby knows nothing!"

“…………”

"Making meritorious service on the battlefield is either to kill generals and flags, or to plunder the city first. These are the two most important achievements. Let's say that the merit of first climbing. If a thousand people rush up, one can stand up is a blessing. Those who can get this merit will be blessed. Those who can get this merit will be smoke from the ancestral tomb. The remaining nine hundred and ninety-nine will die. If there is no heavy reward, who will go? Can this thing be fake? This is a merit that is bet on by life."

"Civil officials, what assessment standards should be used? Who determines the assessment standards? Who will assess civil officials? Under the protection of officials, isn't this so-called credit by just a mouth? Besides, it is necessary to give military officials a title. The soldiers are trying their best to be rich. What about civil officials? Either, they snatch the title of the military official, or they will add a bunch of titles out of thin air. The prince still dislikes the nobles in our Luoyang City!"

Liu Chan was speechless.

I was about to explain to the old man that the nobles were strictly controlled to operate in Luoyang City, and the imperial court had already recovered all the money of these nobles through land prices and high prices.

But suddenly someone patted his shoulder from behind and said, "Hey, young man."

"ah?"

"See you with tender skin and tender flesh, a scholar?"
To be continued...