"Is there a secret? What's the secret?"

Zhao Wen looked at Wang Qi standing in front of him and asked calmly.

"Back to Your Majesty, the thing is like this, this Dong Qun is the prefect of Kaifeng Prefecture. This year's summer harvest, Kaifeng Prefecture's winter wheat harvest is indeed good.

However, compared with the surrounding prefectures and counties, the harvest was not much, so Dong Qun wanted to add some words to the memorial.

His main purpose of doing this is to increase the confidence of local people in growing food and to encourage local agricultural production.

The other one is to report the good news to His Majesty and make Your Majesty happy!" Wang Qi said.

"Then what? Just like that? It's over like this? The matter of producing thousands of kilograms per mu ended easily like this?

What happened to Dong Qun? After so many days of investigation, you came up with this? Is this the truth of the matter? What does Dong Qun do for food?

This method is used to encourage local agricultural production? It’s incredible.” Zhao Wen looked at Wang Qi with disbelief. It wasn’t that Zhao Wen didn’t believe Wang Qi, but that Zhao Wen didn’t believe Dong Qun’s method of encouraging production.

Way.

Encouraging production is a good thing, but Zhao Wen really can't think about using this method.

"Your Majesty, after I found Dong Qun, Dong Qun has realized his mistake. In fact, in the final analysis, Dong Qun was too anxious." Wang Qi explained.

"Okay, there is no need to talk about this matter anymore. As for his punishment, I will send the matter to the Ministry of Personnel and let the Ministry of Personnel handle it." Zhao Wen said and waved his hand to Wang Qi, indicating that Wang Qi could

leave.

Wang Qi saluted Zhao Wen and then exited the imperial study.

Looking at Wang Qi's leaving figure, Zhao Wen began to review the memorial again.

…

At the same time, in a small alley in the outer city of Xuan Town, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old was wandering back and forth in the alley.

The clothes on his body looked very shabby and out of tune with the prosperity around him.

There is an inn at the entrance of the alley, and bursts of aroma waft out from the inn. Because it is a meal, there are many people going to the inn to eat now. The young man stood in the alley, staring blankly at the inn at the entrance of the alley.

A pair of deep eyes full of longing.

Although the clothes on his body are very shabby and old, his hair and face are very clean, and his whole person is also very clean. He is very thin, with no flesh on his face, and it is all sunken.

He looked at the inn, licked his dry lips, and then swallowed.

He just stood in the alley blankly, looking at the inn at the entrance of the alley for about an hour.

An hour later, the young man let out a long sigh, turned around and walked deeper.

Not long after, the young man came to the door of a very small and dilapidated courtyard. He pushed open the door of the small courtyard, walked in, and locked the door behind his back.

He walked into the only complete room in the yard. This room was where he slept. The only furniture in it was a bed.

The boy lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed that he walked into that inn. He dreamed that he was sitting in the lobby of the inn, eating food that he had never eaten before.

The boy was an orphan, and this small, dilapidated courtyard was left to him by his parents.

Although there are many factories in Xuanzhen where people can work, it stands to reason that if a young man works in a factory, he can support himself. However, the young man is suffering from illness and is very weak, so he cannot do heavy physical work.

His parents passed away many years ago. Over the years, he has relied on the help of his neighbors to survive until now, but the neighbors cannot always help him.

The young man is very strong by nature, and he cannot always ask his neighbors to support him.

The boy has not had a full meal for a long time. Recently, in order to resist the uncomfortable feeling of hunger, the boy has been drinking water. After drinking water to fill his stomach, the uncomfortable feeling of hunger will gradually subside.

fade away.

The boy lying on the bed, his breathing gradually became weak, his body began to curl up, and gradually lost his vitality.

In his sleep, the boy died in this early autumn season.

No one knew about the boy's death at this time. About seven or eight days later, the neighbor who lived next door to his house smelled a strange smell, so he went into his yard and saw the boy lying on the bed.

juvenile.

It was one day in early autumn. Zhao Wen was wandering around Xuanzang City with his son Zhao Mingyu and a dozen personal guards.

Zhao Wen hadn't wandered around Xuan Town for a long time, and Zhao Mingyu hadn't rested for a long time, so Zhao Wen thought of taking Zhao Mingyu out for a walk and relax.

After turning around, Zhao Wen came to the entrance of an alley in the outer city. As soon as he arrived, Zhao Wen saw a large number of people crowded in the alley.

Zhao Wen looked at the people in the crowded alley with curiosity on his face, "What do these people do? Why are they all crowded in the alley? And why is there a strange smell in the air?"

Zhao Wen twitched his nose and subconsciously covered his nose.

"Go and see what's going on over there?" Zhao Wen pointed to the group of people in the alley and said to Chen Donglai who was standing behind him.

As Chen Dong said, he took three or four personal guards and walked towards the alley.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, Chen Donglai returned to Zhao Wen.

"What happened? Why are there so many people over there?" Zhao Wen asked.

"Alas!" Chen Donglai let out a long sigh and said sadly: "Your Majesty, a young man has died."

"Dead? How did you die?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Wen's expression suddenly became serious.

"Your Majesty, I got a rough idea of ​​what happened. The young man who died was named Chen Yimu.

His parents passed away many years ago, and now he is the only one in the family, an orphan.

He is about seventeen or eighteen years old this year, but he has health problems and cannot do heavy physical work, so he cannot work in a factory because he is too poor, has no money to see a doctor, and has no money to eat here, and then..."

Chen Donglai didn't say those two words until the end, but kept sighing and shaking his head.

"How pitiful!" Zhao Wen lamented, and then asked: "I remember that I had promulgated the welfare regulations and the regulations on low-income households a long time ago.

Logically speaking, it should be impossible for this situation to happen now. What is going on? What does the local government do?

From what you said, it seems that this young man starved to death. I really can’t believe that there are still people who will starve to death in Xuanzhen now!"

When Zhao Wen said this, the expression on his face became angry again.

Zhao Wen said and walked towards the alley.

About an hour later, Zhao Wen walked out of the alley and walked towards the palace.

On the way back, Zhao Wen did not choose to take a special car, but chose to walk. Along the way, Zhao Wen's face was very dark and gloomy to the extreme.

Chen Donglai followed Zhao Wen, not daring to make any sound along the way.

Chen Donglai knew that Zhao Wen was on the verge of breaking out.

This section of the road was very long, and Zhao Wen walked for a long time before walking back to the palace.

After returning to the palace, Zhao Wen came to the imperial study. Zhao Wen was sitting in the imperial study. He looked at Chen Donglai who was standing next to him and said, "Bring me the welfare regulations and the regulations for low-income households that were promulgated before."

"Your Majesty, do you want the original or a copy?" Chen Donglai asked.

Now every time a document is released, the originals of these documents will basically be retained, and in addition to the originals, there are also transcripts.

Generally speaking, once the original document is archived, there is no way to take it out without Zhao Wen's order.

"Get the original, take out the original for me!" Zhao Wen said.

Chen Donglai responded, and then hurried towards the place where the documents and files were stored.

The place where archive documents are stored is located inside the palace. There is a special palace not far from the imperial study.

It didn't take long for Chen Donglai to bring what Zhao Wen needed.

Zhao Wen looked at the document in his hand and frowned tightly.

Zhao Wen slapped the desk in front of him fiercely and cursed: "What do these officials do for a living? Why aren't the contents of these documents implemented?"

Zhao Wen promulgated the welfare regulations and the low-income household regulations a long time ago. These two regulations are specially designed for those with disabilities, orphans, widows, widows, the elderly and the weak, etc.

Previously, Zhao Wen always thought that these regulations would be implemented unchanged, but judging from today's situation, this is not the case at all.

If these two regulations are implemented without compromise, will that young man die? That young man will not die.

"I really didn't expect that a young man would starve to death. Is this the peaceful and prosperous age that those officials said? I'm so embarrassed now. If this was the peaceful and prosperous age, how could a young man starve to death? Damn it!"

Zhao Wen walked around the imperial study angrily. After a while, Zhao Wen stopped and shouted to Chen Donglai: "Get Liu Wenzhong here."

At the same time, in an inn in the inner city of Xuan Town, a middle-aged man about forty years old was sitting on the third floor of the inn.

This inn is not big in Xuanzhen, but it is not small either. The third floor of the inn is an independent private room, and this middle-aged man is sitting in the private room.

There were three or four middle-aged people about his age sitting in this private room.

The clothes on this middle-aged man are very exquisite and gorgeous, and he does not look like he is short of money.

The middle-aged man held a wine glass in his hand, which was filled with fine wine. He smiled and said to the people sitting around him: "Everyone, I'm going to do it first."

The middle-aged man drank the wine in his hand as he spoke.

The middle-aged people sitting around him also hurriedly picked up the wine glasses in their hands and drank the wine in one gulp along with the middle-aged man.

After drinking the wine, the middleman put down the wine glass in his hand, picked up the chopsticks on the table and started eating.

There was a very rich meal on the table in front of him, including fish, meat, shrimp and chicken. It was very rich.
To be continued...