When Hu Bao asked him what the three urgent matters were, Zhu Cixiang smiled faintly and did not answer:

"How is the palace being cleaned up?"

Seeing that the young man's answer was not what he asked, Hu Bao was very sensible and stopped worrying about it, and hurriedly replied:

"The palace has been cleaned up. Please take me to wash up and have a meal!"

Zhu Cixiang nodded, and the two of them got off the carriage together. Outside the carriage, the guards of the East Palace had already returned to the team. When they saw the Crown Prince getting out of the carriage, they immediately saluted and said hello:

"See Your Highness!"

Zhu Cixiang smiled and nodded, and walked straight into the palace.

The palace has indeed been cleaned, and the blood stains on the ground have been washed away with water. Of course, if you look carefully, you can still find some dark traces, which are the blood stains left last night.

Waiter 2 After Zhu Cihong had washed up, Hu Bao went to bring Zhu Cihong breakfast, two eggs and a bowl of rice porridge, as well as some side dishes and snacks and fruits.

Zhu Cihong was indeed a little hungry. He took the egg that Hu Bao had peeled and ate it in several mouthfuls. Then he drank two mouthfuls of rice porridge. Hu Bao hurriedly patted the young master's back and said:

"Master, eat slowly, be careful not to choke..."

Zhu Cixi nodded:

"Where are Zhou Yuji and Yue Yang?"

"Reporting to the young master, General Zhou went to dispose of the corpses of the bandits outside the city. Yue Yang came back in the morning and saw that the young master was sleeping but did not dare to disturb him. He may be patrolling the city!"

When Hu Bao said this, he suddenly whispered:

"In the morning, Mrs. Zou came to see me. She said she was the auxiliary princess and asked the servants to tell me that they agreed with my arrangement!"

Zhu Cihong put down his chopsticks:

"Well, I understand. I will arrange for them to go out for a walk!"

Hu Bao agreed, quickly brought a warm wet towel to wipe Zhu Cihong's mouth, and the two walked out of the palace together.

Zhu Cixiang did not travel with any fanfare, and only took more than 20 personal guards with him to ride in Luoyang City.

Few outsiders know about the battle that took place in Prince Fu's Mansion last night, but Liu Guoneng and his gang's robbery of the landlords and gentry had a great impact. Many people did not dare to go out today.

Because there were not many people on the street, all Zhu Cihong saw at a glance were mostly refugees with ragged clothes, yellow faces and skinny muscles, which made Zhu Cixiang very angry.

After last year's rectification of Henan's officialdom, porridge shacks were set up all over Henan to provide porridge. After the land reform was carried out, the refugees returned to their villages to farm after the land was distributed.

There are so many refugees in Luoyang City, the ancient capital of the Nine Dynasties. How could he not make Zhu Cixiang angry? He knew that the culprit of all this was King Fu, damn him!

I saw a few thin little girls in tattered clothes on the street. They all had straws in their heads. Behind them stood several men and women with tears in their eyes.

"Grass!"

Zhu Cixiang had seen similar situations in later movies and TV dramas, but he did not expect to see it with his own eyes. He felt as if he was suddenly pricked by needles, and he hurriedly reined in his horse.

In costume TV dramas, we often see women from poor families selling themselves into slavery on the streets.

But in addition to placing a piece of paper in front of them and writing down the reasons why they need to sell themselves, they usually have a piece of straw stuck in their heads.

In ancient times, cutting grass meant selling oneself. Cutting grass first appeared in the Jin Dynasty.

In ancient times, when buying and selling, most people went to the market, and the market place was usually near the post station, so transactions required speed.

Therefore, when buyers and sellers are selling things, they will pull up roots and place them next to the goods, so that people can know at a glance that these things are goods for sale.

In addition, there were not many educated people in ancient times, even fewer who knew how to write, and even fewer who could read.

Therefore, the grass placed next to the goods has become a recognized "mark" by everyone.

Grass-label advertisements were very common in ancient times, such as "Yang Zhi sells knives" in "Water Margin".

In "The Scholars", "Fan Jin sells chickens" all involve inserting a straw mark on the object.

Putting a straw in the child's head is very conspicuous. They are selling the child. Who would sell their child if there is a way to survive!

Life is as cheap as grass, as if a piece of grass can represent the life of a poor person.

Seeing the crown prince stop, Hu Bao followed his gaze and immediately saw the children with straws on their heads, and he felt a pain in his heart.

Isn't it because he was too poor to eat and his family had no choice but to ruthlessly send Hu Bao to be a eunuch so that he could survive?

"Master, I beg you to buy these children back to be palace maids. They are so pitiful..."

Zhu Cixi looked back at Hu Bao in surprise:

"Why?"

Hu Baoye knew that he should not remind the crown prince to take the initiative to buy orphans. There might be many more in other places in Luoyang, but the words had already been spoken and he could only continue:

"Young master is a good person. If you see him, you will definitely take care of them. Even if you give them money, he will sell them after the money is spent. When the emperor came to Henan last time, I saw many orphans..."

Zhu Cixiang ignored Hu Bao. He jumped off his horse and walked to the children:

"Why are you selling your children? How old are they?"

Seeing a handsomely dressed young man asking questions, and then looking at the more than 20 "housekeepers" behind Zhu Cixiang, the seller knew that the person coming was a child from a wealthy family, so he hurriedly bowed and saluted:

"Back to the young master, they are two seven years old and two nine years old. Their families have starved to death. Seeing how pitiful they were, we kindly took them home. But after a few months, we ourselves began to starve. We really couldn't feed them, so we just We can help them find a good home!"

Sure enough, he was an orphan. Hu Bao was right.

Zhu Cixiang only had two palace maids around him, so it was a good thing to take in these four girls. At least they were loyal to him.

Zhu Cixiang looked at several adults and said:

"How much money are you going to sell these four girls for?"

Seeing that the young man in front of them looked wrong, several people smiled bitterly:

"As long as the young master treats the girls well and allows them to have enough to eat, we don't need any money..."

In the face of hunger, you will absolutely accept your fate and be like a dog. Situations like this must happen everywhere.

Only by improving their lives and allowing them to have enough to eat will all this change.

If Zhu Cihong could make all the people of the Ming Dynasty eat, he would be the great savior of the people of the Ming Dynasty.

ZTE Ming is easy to say, but extremely difficult to actually implement.

Zhu Cixi knew very well that if he were not the crown prince, if he did not have a golden finger, he would have been dead long ago due to the land reform alone. How could he save the people of the Ming Dynasty!

Looking back at his surroundings, Zhu Cihong found a bun shop not far away. He turned back and said to Hu Bao:

"Hu Bao, go and buy all the steamed buns from Baozi Shop!"

"yes"

Hu Bao smiled immediately, agreed, and walked quickly to the bun shop.

Soon he came back with a lot of steamed buns and steamed buns.

Seeing the buns, the girl's and the adults' eyes suddenly started to light up, and they all knelt down in front of Zhu Cihong with a plop:

"Thank you, Master, you will live a long life!"

Zhu Cixi waved his hands and said:

"Get up quickly, the young master will take the girl away to be a maid, and the buns will be yours!"

Several people kowtowed again:

"Thank you, kindhearted person. Please don't abuse them. They are very pitiful...!"

Hu Bao gave the girl two buns each. After the girl thanked her, she quickly took the buns with her dirty little hands and started to devour them.

Hu Bao gave the remaining dozens of steamed buns to the four adults and said:

"Don't worry, our young master will definitely make them live a good life!" If you like the Ming Dynasty, the prosperous age starts from the prince's supervision, please collect it: (https://www.myxls.net) The Ming Dynasty, the prosperous age starts from the prince's supervision, search and read novel network updates
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