The official did not know Zhu Cilang's identity, but he did not dare to act rashly. In the capital, you must learn to be a human being with your tail between your legs.

Judging from Zhu Cilang's momentum, this is definitely a big shot who cannot be offended. Maybe his boss and his boss cannot be offended the person in front of him.

"When I go back to my grandson, it is the meaning of our family's chief Liu, Lord Liu. Lord Liu said that the capital city needs land, and these untouchables cannot be allowed to pollute the territory. This is a street, and all officials will pass by here when they go to court."

Zhu Cilang laughed anxiously: "Mr. Liu, the principal of the government, is that bastard."

Shuntian Prefecture was established in the capital system. It had one prefecture chief, one prefecture chief, one governor, six magistrate, one proclaimer, one Confucian professor, one instructor, one instructor, and other officials.

The Minister of the Mansion, also known as the second in command of Shuntian Mansion, is the fourth rank or the fourth rank official title.

Wangcai whispered: "Your Highness, you are Liu Yongshou, the head of Shuntian Prefecture. Lord Liu is responsible for the resettlement of refugees in the west city of the capital."

"Yongshou, this bastard dares to Yongshou. Bring him over to this palace."

Wangcai immediately relied on his power and said angrily to the officials: "You are blind. Have you heard the words of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Let your minister come over quickly!"

The officials were shocked. Only then did they see clearly that the person in front of them was the crown prince of the dynasty. So, these officials were climbing back and forth to report the news.

Zhu Cixuan shouted to one of the officials: "Stop."

This was just now when he held a whip and beat the victim. He was so scared that he bowed his knees: "Crown Prince, please spare me, villain should die..."

Zhu Cixuan ignored him, and someone went to clean up a small official. So Meng Fanchao picked up the whip from the official's hand and beat the official: "You just hit these people with eleven whips, we have to go back and forth, and you will give it double."

Perhaps he was so scared that when Meng Fanchao beat him, the official knelt on the ground and did not dare to cry out for pain or beg for forgiveness. Perhaps he vaguely knew that the more he begged for mercy, the more he would get, the more he would get.

After whipping more than a dozen whips, Meng Fanchao was stunned and couldn't do anything. When he hit him again, he obviously started to lightly.

At this time, Liu Yongshou, the head of Shuntian Prefecture, hurriedly brought a few servants. When he saw Zhu Cilang, he hurriedly bowed: "Your Highness, the prince is polite."

"Why don't you place a place for the victims?" Zhu Cixuan looked at him coldly and went straight in.

Liu Yongshou was stunned: "This, there is really no place to settle your place, Your Highness."

Zhu Cilang didn't seem to hear clearly: "What, what do you say."

I have long heard of the name of the prince. The prince is not a good character at a young age. Liu Yongshou secretly complained that it was not good. He vaguely felt that the prince had no good feelings for him.

Liu Yongshou gritted his teeth: "There are too many refugees, and there are too few places available for resettlement in this capital. Who would have thought that this celestial phenomenon was actually a place to be resettled?"

"There is no place to settle? If you have a place to live, do you have no place to settle these victims?" Zhu Cixuan's voice became stern.

Liu Yongshou did not dare to speak again, but just bowed his head respectfully. Zhu Cilang looked around and pointed at the tiled houses: "How many vacant houses are there in the capital, so many schools, temples, yamen, and ancestral halls, and that place cannot shelter from wind and rain. Do you tell me that there is no place to settle?"

Liu Yongshou was trembling, but also full of grievances: "Your Highness, the school, temple, and yamen have never had a precedent for disaster victims. Our capital provides disaster relief, no, there is no such precedent."

Zhu Cixuan put his face in front of him and was at a distance of not being able to kiss him. This scared Liu Yongshou so much that he shrank his neck and couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhu Cixuan looked at him angrily: "Let me tell you what a precedent is, Sun Parcel."

Wangcai hurriedly came forward: "Your Highness."

"The person who organized yours, Shuntian Prefecture, tell the bastard of the prefecture. I sent the order that all the schools, temples, yamen, warehouses, workshops in the capital, and all places where people could be placed, the victims would be placed in me. If there is no place to settle, let these victims live in the prefecture's home. If the prefecture's home cannot live in, then go to the Zhongjia. If the Zhi Zhongjia cannot live in, then go to the Tongzong's home. In short, if there is a victim sleeping on the street, I will never let him go."

Sun Wangcai took his life and turned around and took two secret guards.

After saying that, Zhu Cilang stared at Liu Yongshou. This scared Liu Yongshou, who was in charge of the refugee in the West City. He didn't know what the Crown Prince wanted to do to him.

"Meng Fanchao, take off his official uniform and take away his official position. After three days, he will be expelled from the capital!"

In fact, Zhu Cilang did not have this right. It was no trivial to abolition of the position of a government chief at will. However, Chongzhen gave him the right to provide disaster relief, and everything could be done cheaply.

This means that Zhu Cilang now has this right. So without saying a word, Meng Fanchao went up to grab the fat-headed and big-eared Liu Yongshou. He took off his official hat in the street and took off his official uniform.

The two secret guards behind him went over to catch him and sent him to the Beizhenfu Judicial Office. The process was much simpler. First, they imprisoned Liu Yongshou in the Beizhenfu Judicial Office. Then they wrote to Chongzhen to criticize him, seized Liu Yongshou's official position and demoted him to a commoner, and then expelled him from the capital.

After working hard for half a lifetime, he finally climbed to the position of the fourth-rank Shuntian Mansion Chief. Once he fell, he still fell to the bottom of the valley and headed down. Liu Yongshou deserved his luck.

When Sun Wangcai went to Shuntian Prefecture, he shouted, and the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture did not dare to neglect and personally led his people to resettle refugees. The schools, temples, yamen warehouses, workshops and idle mansions in the capital were all filled with disaster victims.

In the capital, the situation of freezing to death was finally greatly improved. On the third day, the snow melted and the weather turned warmer, and this crisis was temporarily lifted.

Zhu Cilang was frightened. What he was most worried about was the sweet potatoes in the field. The sweet potatoes were buried in the field and had not been harvested yet. I don’t know if this heavy snow was frozen. If it was damaged by frost, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, Liu Laifu hurried back from the imperial village. After entering the palace, he did not go to the Zhongcui Palace, which was the first to return to the Qianqing Palace.

As soon as they met, Zhu Cixuan asked anxiously: "Liu Banban, how about sweet potatoes?"

"Your Highness, I have checked it. The snow was only on the surface of the ground and it was not frozen deeply. The sweet potatoes were deep and underground, and they were not affected by any freezing damage. Instead, we harvested the sweet potato seedlings in advance, which made the sweet potatoes buried in the ground safe and sound."

When Zhu Cilang heard this, he felt relieved. Nothing else mattered, as long as the sweet potatoes were not damaged, as long as these sweet potatoes are kept, life will be much better next year.

"Your Highness, there is a plague in the capital. Long live to call you to discuss matters in the Qing Palace." A young eunuch ran over like a flying eunuch.
Chapter completed!