The money provided by Prince Fu's Mansion is to protect the Zhu family's world, and the officials present do not think there is any problem.
"Ran Tongzhi, you go with me to Fuwang Palace in person, and others will try to recruit more young people to defend the city, Luoyang County Magistrate!" Magistrate He Shuiqing looked at the Luoyang County Magistrate who was sitting next to him.
"Your Majesty is here." The Luoyang County Magistrate bowed to the prefect He Shuiqing with a humble expression.
He Shuiqing looked at him and said: "Go to the big households in the city in person and find a way to get them to spend more money and food. The more, the better. If you do a good job, I will remember you. If you don't do a good job, I will ban you this year." A bad review”
"I'll take note of it," the Luoyang County Magistrate said with a bitter look on his face, and reluctantly agreed.
It was a chore for him.
None of the big families that could stand in Luoyang City were easy to mess with, otherwise Prince Fu would have swallowed them whole, including their bones and flesh.
Expecting these big families in the city to provide money and food to defend the city may not be effective even if the Futai personally comes forward, let alone a small magistrate of Luoyang.
If he really had such a great reputation, he would not have been serving as a county magistrate for more than ten years in various places and never been promoted by Shangguan.
"Okay, hurry up and do it! We must dare to get things done before the rebels attack the city." He Shuiqing confessed, turned around and said to his colleague Ran Yuncheng, "Ran Tongzhi, let's go too! Go see him See His Royal Highness Prince Fu."
There was already a sedan waiting outside the government office.
The group of people came out of the government office, got on their own sedans, and went to other places.
At this time, in Prince Fu's palace, there was no panic at all as Luoyang City was being surrounded.
The sound of silk and bamboo echoed thousands of times, and a group of singers dressed in thin gauze clothes danced gracefully.
On the couch in the middle, a fat middle-aged man was half leaning on the couch.
There were palace maids around him who were squeezing his legs and rubbing his shoulders. There were also palace maids feeding him preserved fruits and drinking fine wine with their own hands.
"Father!" Prince Fu came to the palace and called softly to Prince Fu, who was leaning on the soft couch with his eyes closed and enjoying himself.
King Fu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at his son, and said, "Sit down and watch the singer dance with my father."
"Father, the rebels are besieging Luoyang City, why are you not in a hurry, Father?" Prince Fu looked anxious as he looked at his father enjoying himself leisurely.
Although he also likes to enjoy, the rebels have already arrived at the door of his house, and he really has no intention of continuing to enjoy.
After hearing this, King Fu chuckled lightly and said: "The rebels have only surrounded Luoyang City, but they have not entered Luoyang City. My son Fuba does not need to worry."
"Is everything okay?" Prince Fu asked again hesitantly.
Prince Fu smiled and comforted the other party, saying: "Don't worry, my son, the world belongs to our Zhu family, and mere rebels cannot cause much trouble."
Prince Fu felt that what his father said made sense, and he felt a lot more relaxed. Only then did he notice the swaying and seductive figure of the dancer in the palace.
He simply sat down aside and looked at it with relish.
I don't know when there was a hint of havoc on the corners of my mouth.
However, he still had sense in his heart and did not dare to act recklessly. He knew that these dancing girls were his father's forbidden possessions and were not something he, the prince, could have his hands on.
Even if you want to, you have to wait until you become the King of Fortune.
King Fu on the other side saw his son sitting down and stopped paying attention. He focused all his attention on the dancing girls in the hall.
The father and son concentrated on watching the singer who was as agile as a butterfly dancing back and forth in the palace. The old King Fu's hand unconsciously touched the palace maid next to him.
A rush of footsteps came from outside the hall.
Soon, a palace servant dressed as a eunuch came quickly to King Fu.
"Your Highness, He Shuiqing, the prefect of Luoyang, and Ran Yuncheng, the co-prefect of Luoyang, are outside asking for an audience." Li Youwei, the chief eunuch of the royal palace, said to Prince Fu.
The chief eunuch of the palace is equivalent to Cao Huachun's status in Prince Xin's palace.
But he was not as lucky as Cao Huachun, who met a master who moved from the palace to the Forbidden City.
"They are bound to be up to no good when they come, see you there!" King Fu waved his hands in disgust and refused to see the Luoyang magistrate and his fellow magistrates.
Li Youwei, the chief eunuch next to him, touched the silver inside through his sleeves and said, "The two of them said that they have matters concerning the drug supervision department and want to see you, Your Highness. Otherwise, let Chen Changshi see them and see if they have any." Something important."
"Then let Chen Changshi go and meet him!" King Fu waved his hand casually.
He didn't care about the purpose of Luoyang's magistrate and Luoyang's tongzhi. He was the king of the Ming Dynasty and a super-ranking clan, and he didn't take Luoyang's local officials seriously at all.
Li Youwei, the chief eunuch, quietly retreated from the palace.
When he came outside the palace, he straightened up, looked at the guard at the door and said, "Go and inform some Chen Changshi. The prince ordered him to go to Xihua Gate to receive the Luoyang magistrate and Luoyang fellow magistrates."
There are two Changshis in the palace, namely Zuo Changshi and You Changshi.
Chen Changshi is Zuo Changshi. The outer palace of the palace is headed by him, while the inner palace is headed by Li Youwei, the chief eunuch of the palace.
Changshi is an official of the fifth rank.
However, as soon as he entered the long history, his official career was basically cut off. From now on, he had to stay in the palace to work, and no one in the local area dared to provoke the palace behind his back. Even the prefect had to give him some face.
There is not much hope of promotion for the Palace Chief Shi, but it is easy to get rich. For many people, the Palace Chief Shi is also a fat job, and without the hope of promotion, they can only focus on making money.
Chen Changshi, who was in Prince Fu's palace, had frequent dealings with the Luoyang magistrate. Before the palace guards sent news, he had already invited the two local officials, the Luoyang magistrate and Tongzhi, to a reception room next to Xihua Gate.
The people below brought freshly brewed hot tea.
There is no shortage of money in Fu Wang Palace, and the tea he drinks is brewed with the best new tea, which smells fragrant.
Ordinary wealthy families cannot afford to drink such good tea, but in Fu Wang Palace, many such teas have begun to mold because they have been stored for too long.
"Chen Changshi, you must help me!" He Shuiqing, the prefect who was two levels higher than the other party, did not put on any official airs, but put Chen Changshi in front of him on the same status as himself.
Chen Changshi, who was holding the tureen in his hand, put his hand down and said with a frown: "I know the purpose of He Futai's visit, but it is simply impossible for His Highness to pay for food and supplies to defend the city."
As the chief historian of the palace, he knew Prince Fu very well. If an outsider wanted to spend money from Prince Fu's palace, to Prince Fu, it would be like cutting his flesh.
"I really have no choice, otherwise I wouldn't come to the palace to seek blessings from His Highness." He Shuiqing said almost pleadingly.
Chen Changshi shook his head.
Because he knew that he couldn't take out the money from King Fu.
Ran Yuncheng, a fellow magistrate of Luoyang who was sitting on the other side, complimented: "Chen Changshi has been the long history of the palace since he was in the capital. If he has stayed with His Royal Highness Prince Fu for so many years, there must be something he can do."
"I will definitely help you if I can, but your request is really not enough." Chen Changshi shook his head again.
