After a pause, Zhu Han smiled slightly, took out a memorial and handed it to Wu Zhen: "This memorial will arrive in Yingtian in three to five days at most."

The two of them looked down on Zhu Han before, but now they feel their faces hurt.

The more they talked, the more the two of them felt that the arrangements made by Zhu Han were extremely profound.

At this time, if you don't have any attitude, you will be the luckiest.

He just said calmly: "Get up."

He couldn't help but sigh a little: "Your Majesty, you are right. His Royal Highness has now completely tied those people together."

Everyone's eyes are filled with a radiance called hope.

No……

I'm afraid he doesn't even have a place to complain.

How to defend yourself?

Zhu Han is the younger brother of the emperor today.

Wu Zhen quickly expressed his feelings loudly: "Your Majesty, although Xiaguan is not a good person, but thanks to the kindness of today, Datong Mansion is handed over to Xiaguan."

Wu Zhen, the prefect of Datong, personally visited Zhu Han and confessed his mistake.

You can't even take a few steps inside without encountering a dead body.

"It's because you have always had a good reputation as an official, and you have done a lot for the people of the Ming Dynasty."

Even at this time, if you can work hard to save people without lining your own pockets, you are considered a relatively good official.

Before, Wu Zhen and his master never understood why there was such a change.

"But the punishments imposed by the urban management officials were not harmful to them after all."

Zhu Han said with a smile, "I was just thinking about when Magistrate Wu would be able to figure it out."

"I guess they are also very aware that the situation this time is different from before, and they have no chance of causing trouble."

No matter how powerful officials are, they are just ordinary people and cannot conjure food out of thin air.

Because at this time, one less person can save a lot of food.

"It can be regarded as contributing my own efforts to the development of Datong."

"The urban management officials beat and scolded the people, and even confiscated their hard-earned income. The people must have a lot of resentment towards them."

Although it sounds cruel, there is nothing the government can do.

Zhu Han did not make any more promises to Wu Zhen, but Wu Zhen laughed wildly in his heart.

"These people patrol the refugee camps every day. Although they are in charge of trivial matters."

Before Wu Zhen could figure out what was going on here.

"The king is very pleased."

Some of them are not in important positions, and maybe some are just doing nothing.

"Although you woke up a little late, you finally figured it out."

Even if flies landed on their wounds, they would not even raise their hands to drive those flies away.

His crime may change from beheading to beheading his entire family.

"They suffered a little hardship, but they were able to maintain their current life. Even if they are dissatisfied, it is only against the urban management."

In the past, all that could be seen in refugee camps was despair.

Two simple sneers made Wu Zhen feel as if he had fallen into hell."

Wu Zhen understood the key, and explained with a half-smile: "The people resisted because the things done by the urban management did not threaten their fundamental interests."

Looking at Zhu Han now, I feel more and more that His Royal Highness is unfathomable.

The neat rows of wooden houses are a sight to behold just from the city wall.

They haven't felt this feeling for a long time.

"Those rules not only ensure the emotional stability of the refugees, but also reduce the diseases, deaths and injuries that can be seen everywhere."

After all, this is about him and his life and fortune.

"My king, I will not let your hard work go to waste."

It's not that they are too lazy, but because only by doing this can they save energy as much as possible and not waste the little rice porridge they just ate.

Even though Wu Zhen is the magistrate of Datong Prefecture, he has no knowledge of official matters.

With his eyes like daggers, he stared at Wu Zhen and said word by word: "The reason why I let you go is not because you came to me today and admitted your mistake."

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Even if he went to beat the drum, the result would not be any different.

The master smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Master Fu, we are indeed not as good as His Royal Highness."

Now, after getting rid of the prejudice in their hearts, they finally slowly understood the reason.

"Without these things, the refugee camps will naturally be stable."

With Master's attitude, Wu Zhen finally made up his mind.

"The lower official's ability is limited and he cannot be as comprehensive as the prince."

Such people have completely lost hope of living.

There are all kinds of garbage and excrement everywhere in the refugee camps.

A group of hungry refugees from the hinterland are actually living a better life than the people in the capital city?

Those people were like walking zombies, staying there motionless except for receiving rice porridge from the court every day.

"Confiscating the money they earned in a day or even whipping them will cause them great pain."

But the ability of the prefect who is in charge of a party is definitely not too bad.

There was no harshness in Zhu Han's words.

"No matter how cruel those urban management officials are, their actions are still unreasonable in the eyes of the people affected by the disaster."

Wu Zhen paused and said with a half-smile: "Believe it or not, those people who are fleeing the famine will be the first to stand up and help the urban management against those who have ulterior motives."

"I would like to thank you, Prince Chitose, for not killing me."

Wu Zhen was really grateful to Zhu Han from the bottom of his heart, so his voice became a little trembling.

"Wu Zhen." Zhu Han suddenly said in a deep voice.

Wu Zhen did not dare to neglect and hurriedly raised his fists: "Please give me your instructions."
Chapter completed!