Wei Wenshan was eager to show off his skills and wanted to forge weapons as quickly as possible.

After counting the troops, he rushed to Dayan with explosives.

The mighty army marched out of the city, and the people outside the capital looked at each other with sidelong glances.

"The ones who just passed by were the garrison troops, right?"

"Is the capital safe?"

The people had all kinds of speculations, and just as they were worrying about what to do, they heard someone shouting.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is distributing porridge outside the city. Everyone, go get some!"

The people were so hungry that they saw stars. When they heard the noise, they thought it was tinnitus and their brains were imagining things.

A small number of people took the lead. They slowly got up and ran towards the city gate.

Most people reacted and rushed into the city.

...

...

Jiang Zhenyu was standing in the air-raid shelter. She had just sent a big pot and a big stove to Xiao Jingzhou.

There are 50 mouthfuls in total.

It is enough for these refugees to have porridge and steamed buns.

She sat on the chair and took out her cell phone to look at the drawings sent by Xiao Jingzhou.

Jiang Zhenyu doesn't have much research on weapon forging, but he can seek external help.

She contacted the owner of the weapons shop that sold Tang horizontal swords and asked him to customize 5,000 sets of weapons and shields according to the drawings.

The weapon owner optimized it and sent it to her, and then the two of them finalized it.

Jiang Zhenyu took out a printer from his mind space and plugged it in.

She printed the blueprints in the air-raid shelter and sent them to Xiao Jingzhou.

She said, "Have someone hurry up and deliver it to Lord Wei."

"This blueprint can help him avoid detours."

Xiao Jingzhou got the blueprint and handed it to Lu Heng to arrange.

He said, "Yu'er, I'm already at the granary, please bring the food over."

The next moment, the granary was filled with rice, soybeans, corn, and flour.

The weather was too hot, so Xiao Jingzhou ordered people to open the ice cellar in the mountains of Beijing.

He was right. Even in years of famine, the aristocratic families did not forget to enjoy themselves.

The Zhiyi soldiers emptied the ice cellar, and the noble families in the capital were like dead, with none of them showing their heads.

Xiao Jingzhou was too busy to care about the family's actions, and only ordered people to keep a close eye on them and not cause any trouble.

A large amount of ice was transported into the capital, and Xiao Jingzhou kept some of it to prevent the steamed buns from going bad.

The other part was kept for boiling and making porridge for the people.

The water outside the city is so dirty that if it continues like this, there will be problems drinking it.

There will definitely be a plague after the drought, Xiao Jingzhou is really scared.

He ordered people to split the river outside the city, one river for drinking water and the other for washing.

Strictly prohibit the discharge of filth into the river outside the city.

After Xiao Jingzhou finished all these, white smoke rose in the capital city.

The people rushed into the city to get porridge.

When they saw the soldiers outside the city, all of them wearing armor and carrying swords at their waists, they were deterred.

When the people smelled the fragrance of rice, their stomachs felt like they were beating drums.

“It smells so good!”

"We are not dreaming, are we?"

"Who cares? It's better to drink porridge in a dream than not dreaming at all!"

There were 50 big pots outside the city, and the fragrant thick porridge made the people's eyes go wide.

Lu Chen took the speaker and turned it on to play the recording in a loop.

"Let's queue up to receive food. Those who violate the rules or cause trouble will not be given food."

"Everyone who takes a bowl will receive a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun."

"Those who don't have a bowl will get two steamed buns each."

"Tomorrow you won't be bringing a bowl. You'll only be given a steamed bun."

When the people heard about the porridge distribution, they couldn't believe their ears for a moment.

It was not until they held porridge in their hands and steamed buns in their arms that they realized that all this was not a dream.

The people sat together, drinking porridge and eating steamed buns with big gulps.

Many people burst into tears while eating.

"Woo, woo, woo, I didn't expect that I could have a full meal in my lifetime."

"This porridge is delicious, and this white flour steamed bun is also delicious.

Even in a good year, we would not be able to eat these grains. ”

They ate too much bran porridge and corn porridge.

Suddenly I tasted the rice porridge with oil on it, and I felt a lot of emotions.

"The dog emperor is really a scoundrel. The Crown Prince was so kind, but he actually expelled him from the capital, leaving that yellow-haired kid behind, and condoned his relatives to withhold food from the people and increase taxes."

"Have you heard? The current emperor is a fake thief."

"Back then, Emperor Taizu had a pair of twins. Emperor Dajing led his troops to war, and the one who came back was Emperor Dajing's younger brother."

"No wonder. I was wondering why the days were getting less and less hopeful. It turns out he was an imposter."

"I really hope that the prince can kill him as soon as possible and avenge the real Emperor Jing."

"Yes, and Uncle Zhang can't be spared either. No one in the Zhang family can be spared!"

Xiao Jingzhou ordered his men to rectify the situation inside and outside the capital. It took half a month to settle the people inside and outside the capital.

He was sitting in the study in the main hall when Lu Heng entered to report.

"Your Highness, Eunuch Yuan is dead."

"Xiao Chi has poisoned the dagger."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingzhou raised his eyes and asked, "Have you found out what the poison is?"

Lu Heng said: "The Imperial Hospital said it was snake venom."

"It's a pity that their medical skills are not as good as Doctor Zhao's, and they were unable to find out what the poison was."

Xiao Jingzhou sneered: "My father and uncle were both poisoned by snake venom."

"This poison is really lingering."

Half a month passed, and Xiao Jingzhou understood everything he should and shouldn't know.

Xiao Jingzhou said: "The snake venom is not from the Central Plains. Zhang Caozhong is already trapped and cannot move.

I don't think he will say anything more.

In this case, let him taste the snake venom. ”

"As for Xiao Chi, he killed his brother and took his place."

"I torture him every day. I want to make him unable to live or die."

"At the coronation ceremony, I will use their blood to establish a new country."

Seven days later, the coronation ceremony will take place.

An altar for worshipping gods was set up outside the palace gate.

In the audience.

Xiao Chi and Zhang Caozhong. Everyone in the Zhang family knelt on the ground.

Xiao Jingzhou put on the dragon robe and wore a pearl curtain on his head and gave an order.

"cut!"

The executioner took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the blade.

They raised their swords high and brought them down in unison.

Heads rolled to the ground like watermelons.

When the people saw this scene, they felt no sympathy or compassion at all.

They only regretted that the road from the prison to the execution ground was too short, and they didn't even have time to throw all the stones they had prepared.

Under the witness of 200,000 soldiers, civil and military officials, and the people of Dajing, Xiao Jingzhou slowly ascended the altar.

He stood on a high place, overlooking the people below.

They are densely packed and small, but their combined power is powerful.

Xiao Jingzhou whispered: "Yu'er, from now on, the people of Dajing will be able to live a good life."

Jiang Zhenyu was really happy for him.

Her clear voice rang out: "I believe you will be a good emperor."

"Serve the people and the country, and benefit the people."

The Minister of Rites was reading a prayer in the audience. He looked at Xiao Jingzhou again and again, but found that he did not move at all.

There was no other way, he could only go on with it, skipping many of the steps that Xiao Jingzhou refused to cooperate with.

He had been an official for many years, but this was the first time he felt that being the Minister of Rites was so difficult!

Xiao Jingzhou burned incense on the altar and said solemnly: "Yu'er, thank you."

Jiang Zhenyu smiled faintly: "You're welcome."