"Zhao Yunliang...their mansion has started fasting again?"

Zhao Zongshi shook his head slightly, thinking that this matter was really ridiculous.

"I remember that my uncle was pious in practicing Taoism, but I didn't hear that he was frequent fasting, right?"

Zhao Zhongzhen said: "No, when the uncle returned today, it is said that he also gathered people to drink. During the meal, he said some words of suffering and sweetness. The whole family cried like tears."

Zhao Zongshi sighed: "In recent years... that woman was very proud in the palace before, and the queen could only bow her head. Naturally, the uncle had to live carefully, otherwise the queen would be unable to get through the situation if she was caught."

Seeing his son in a daze, he said, "A lot of things seem to be avoided now. You look at those people very well, and you know how to deal with them when you go in."

The palace was not a good place, and Zhao Zhen was known as a benevolent king, but his indifference and cruelty towards Empress Cao were incompatible with the word "benevolent king".

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded, "Dad, Chen Zhongheng went to the Beihai County Prince's Mansion and scolded him, saying that it was cold outside and there were disaster victims on the road, so can't we restrain ourselves?"

Zhao Zongshi's eyes were slightly cold and he asked, "Why?"

He had never been so cold to Zhao Yunliang and his son. Zhao Zhongzhen's heart moved and said, "Beihai County Prince's Mansion has been buying people these days, and he wants a stunning woman."

Zhao Zongshi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Don't worry about this."

"yes."

Zhao Zhongzhen thought that I had dug this pit for Zhao Yunbi, so I didn't care, but Zhao Yunbi probably wanted to tear me apart.

He left the house and took Yang Mo around the city.

According to Zhao Zongshi: Now you, I have won you a good day without anyone to control you, so you can enjoy it. After entering that place, I can't control things.

Zhao Zhongzhen didn’t like the prosperity of Bianliang and thought it was too noisy.

This is what he used to be, but now he is looking at the noisy greedily. He even doesn't say he can dissuade the two of them when they are fighting. Instead, he makes friends with each other loudly and even gives advice to the defeated man.

"Dig him in the eyes and kick him in the crotch..."

The sergeants from the inspection department came, ending this not-so-funny fight.

It was very cold, and Zhao Zhongzhen walked out aimlessly.

"What is that?"

He walked along Yujie to Nanxunmen and saw a group of ragged men and women hiding in the street pavilion to burn fire to keep warm.

"No one cares?"

Although this is an outer city, the power of the inspection department still extends here.

"Little husband, these are the people who are affected."

Yang Mo was used to this and was already numb: "Every winter, there are always people around Bianliang who can't survive. They will come to the city to seek shelter... Don't Chen Langjun often donate money? Sometimes there are porridge in those places. After spring begins, these people will disperse."

The people of this era are very miserable, especially farmers. Whenever the weather is in a state of disagreement, it is their difficulties. It takes another year to pass, but it cannot pass...

Therefore, the private usury is rampant, but the government cannot control it. Why? Because the government cannot take care of everyone, it finally handed over to those usury.

Wang Anshi later saw this and introduced the Qingmiao Method.

Zhao Zhongzhen felt a little uncomfortable and walked over.

"Be careful, little boy!"

Most of these victims are honest people, but honest people will turn into wolves when facing a life-and-death crisis.

Zhao Zhongzhen ignored this and strode over.

There were more than 20 victims in this group, all of whom were crowded in the pavilion to keep warm. As the temperature rose, the pavilion was filled with a stinking smell.

Seeing Zhao Zhongzhen coming, these people retreated in panic and gave up most of the place.

Zhao Zhongzhen stood there, watching a woman holding a child and catching lice. The off-white lice was pinched by her fingertips, and then she smiled and stuffed it into her mouth...

He turned around and ran away, and Yang Mo chased after him in shock.

Zhao Zhongzhen stopped as he ran. He held his hands on his thighs and gasped, his eyes blank.

Yang Mo didn't know what was wrong with him, so he asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable if you are young?"

Zhao Zhongzhen shook his head and returned home all the way.

He spent the day in a daze, but couldn't fall asleep while lying in bed at night.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

——The fire was burning, but the faces of the victims were a little confused.

Zhao Zhongzhen looked up and saw that the sky was dark, as if it was night.

There was no one around, and the victims sat around the fire, and no one made a sound.

Those with strange smiles on their faces were not joy, but very strange.

The woman was catching lice, and when she caught it, she stuffed it into her mouth. Every time she bites it, she could hear a snap.

The child's face turned dark and there was no movement at all, as if it was...

A strong wind blew, and the victims all looked up, and Zhao Zhongzhen followed.

The dark clouds were so big that they were completely covered in sight.

When Zhao Zhongzhen bowed his head again, he was shocked to find that the victims were gone, leaving only the child in the cradle.

The child looked at him blankly, then disappeared out of thin air...

Zhao Zhongzhen suddenly woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes in the darkness and turned his head in panic.

The light outside shone in through the window paper and fell on the table.

Everything in the room seemed to have stopped, and time seemed to have stopped.

Zhao Zhongzhen slowly stood up, and then he realized that his body was covered in cold sweat.

He sat down until the early morning wearing a quilt.

After changing his clothes, he went to find his father.

Zhao Zongshi was having breakfast, and when he saw him coming, he asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded and said, "Dad, I saw those victims in Nanxun Gate yesterday. I felt palpitations and had nightmares at night."

Zhao Zongshi frowned and said, "Go and invite the doctor."

"No daddy."

Zhao Zhongzhen said: "It's just that I think about it every day and dream about it at night, and the child doesn't feel it's inappropriate."

Zhao Zongshi looked at him carefully, and saw his eyebrows frowning and his expression was depressed, and he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect you to be a mind... but you're too meticulous and hurt your mind. It's better to be open-minded!"

I just have nightmares when I see the victims. What if I see more tragic things in the future?

This is love.

Deep love will not last long!

Zhao Zongshi sighed in his heart, but refused to suppress his enthusiasm, so he asked, "What do you want to do?"

He was very interested in knowing his son’s plan, which was also a teaching exam.

Zhao Zhongzhen thought for a long time and his thoughts were clear: "Dad, the child wants to submit a memorial and advises that governments in various places should take the initiative to clean up the victims. If it is time to open a position, it is the end of the year. These people cannot wander like lonely ghosts."

Last night's nightmare still made him feel lingering at this moment, and a deep sadness filled him, even Zhao Zongshi felt it.

Why!

I'm too careful!

Zhao Zongshi said: "You go and write it, don't move your father, just hand it over it."

Not modified?

Zhao Zhongzhen just wanted to make suggestions, but from what my father meant, was he going to make me look like this?

However, this was a motivation for the young man. Zhao Zhongzhen went back and wrote a memorial and handed it over to his father.

Later, this memorial appeared in Zhao Zhen's hands.

"Official family, this is a memorial from Zhao Zhongzhen."

"Is it him?"

Zhao Zhongzhen's performance was very good yesterday, which made Zhao Zhen happy for a long time. When he heard that it was his memorial, he couldn't help but say excitedly: "He learned that I praised him, so he is humble? The young man is always so funny, reminding me of his self back then..."

His words stopped after seeing the contents of the memorial.

Zhao Zhen, who gradually frowned, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and asked tiredly: "Can there be victims everywhere in the capital?"

Han Qi was stunned and said after work: "Your Majesty, there have been heavy snow everywhere recently, but there are victims, but now they are all placed on the spot... but in the end they can't place so many..."

This is a ghost created by Chen An. Originally, most of the victims were organized into wing soldiers, but now they have to be placed on the spot.

Why do those powerful and gentry oppose this matter?

The land left behind after the disaster victims were organized into the wing army became a hot commodity, and they could easily buy it at an extremely low price.

Moreover, the Xiang army is often instructed by the powerful and powerful to do things, which is considered free labor.
To be continued...