The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 462 Visiting

Walking on the street, Zhang Ziming looked at the surrounding streets.

There are fewer pedestrians on the street, everyone has their own business, some people are carrying wood, some are dragging bamboo...

After a few days of observation, Zhang Ziming is very sure that Yuanyang is a big workshop, and the people in it have their own production tasks.

By doing their own work, ordinary people can get food, which can be said to complement each other.

Only people under the age of eight and over [-], and those who are physically disabled and unable to work, can receive the most basic living security.

There is an end for old age, and a care for young people... It can be said that the embryonic form of Great Harmony has emerged in Yuanyang City.

However, this is still in the last days, which is even more unbelievable.

So much so that in Zhang Ziming's heart, Zhao Yanxun's image became taller and taller, and Zhao Yanxun's kindness made him admire more than his fierceness.

Whenever he thinks of this, Zhang Ziming thinks of Zhu Jinzhang.

Although this man can be called a hero, compared with Zhao Yanxun, he is not even worthy of lifting shoes.

It's no wonder that Zhu Jinzhang's strong soldiers are vulnerable to a single blow under this King Yong's Bing Peak, who is well-equipped with kings and tyrants.

Zhang Ziming came out today to understand the people's sentiments.

For him, hearsay is not enough, he has to go deep into the people's homes to understand, this is the most authentic.

Walking on the street, feeling the tranquility of the surrounding environment, Zhang Ziming only had peace of mind.

This feeling is rare, because since the end of the world broke out, he has never felt at ease for a moment.

Before in Wujiabao, people's livelihood had to be considered, while Zhu Jinzhang had to fight, and he had to worry about the life and death of himself and his brothers.

Fortunately, this peace is not exclusive to Zhang Ziming. King Yong will implement the Yuanyang Fucheng system in all places under his rule.

At that time, the people of Liaoping and Longyou will return to such peaceful days.

The common people live and work in peace and contentment, but their lives are better than before the end of the world. This is ironic enough to say.

If the blessings under King Yong's rule can benefit all the people in the world... what a wonderful world it would be.

Just as Zhang Ziming was thinking about this, two guards came across from him.

These two guards had been staring at Zhang Ziming for a long time, and such a person who was wandering aimlessly was the focus of their interrogation.

"stop!"

Looking at the two guards in front of him, Zhang Ziming stopped.

"The palace has a strict order that you are not allowed to wander on the streets for nothing. What do you do?" the guard said in a stern tone.

But Zhang Ziming didn't panic at all, and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

"I was ordered to visit!"

This piece of paper is a pass issued by the Chief History Department, which states that Zhang Ziming can go with him at will, except for the government offices and city gates.

The guards were illiterate, but they could recognize the seal of Chang Shisi.

Looking at Zhang Ziming's imposing manner, he was not afraid at the moment, so he believed his words.

"I'm offended, I've offended you!" The two officers left immediately.

Zhang Ziming was slightly touched by being called "Shangbai".

At the beginning, he studied hard from a poor family, so that he could leap into the dragon's gate and become a court official to benefit the people.

It's a pity that the government ruined his family later, which made him give up this idea, and he was at odds with the court.

Even if I really become an official, I will be an official of King Yong, not an official of the imperial court... Zhang Ziming thought to himself.

Since it was a visit, Zhang Ziming wanted to go to the poorest family, so he subconsciously walked to Nancheng.

In general, Nancheng is the place with the most difficult living conditions.

When he came to Nancheng, Zhang Ziming came to an alley.

There are residents on both sides of the alley. Their houses have no courtyard walls, only a half-person-high fence, and they can clearly see what the people inside are doing.

Of course, people in small courtyards everywhere can also see Zhang Ziming, an outsider.

Looking around, Zhang Ziming stopped outside a small courtyard where people were chopping firewood.

Zhang Ziming had the impression that this person was Chen Dalang who stopped Zhao Yanxun's bike two days ago.

Later, when the matter was clarified, Chen Dalang was only detained for one day, and then he was released from the palace.

"Brother..."

Zhang Ziming looked at Chen Dalang, who was also staring at him at the moment.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Chen Dalang asked coldly.

Zhang Ziming didn't show up when Chen Yuhe was questioning, so Chen Dalang didn't know him.

"Brother, passing by is thirsty...can you come in and ask for some water!"

Asking for saliva to drink is a very rare requirement in the current social situation.

Of course, Chen Dalang is not a stingy person. After putting down the ax in his hand, he went to the entrance of the small courtyard and opened the door.

Without saying too much, Chen Dalang returned to the house and brought out a clay pot.

When a bowl of water arrived, Chen Dalang handed it to Zhang Ziming.

Zhang Ziming was very satisfied after drinking a full bowl of warm water.

"Brother, I seem to have seen you before!" Zhang Ziming took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Oh?"

"A few days ago, you stopped King Yong's carriage on the street, and I saw it with my own eyes..."

Seeing that Chen Dalang turned his back to the past and did not answer, Zhang Ziming went on to say: "Your friend was arrested and imprisoned, it seems that there is a lot of bad luck..."

"Since ancient times, officials and officials have protected each other, even if you ask King Yong, it will be a waste of effort..."

"Those officials are the prince's minions, how can he not protect them wholeheartedly!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Ziming sighed: "We small people live or die, they will care about that!"

Zhang Ziming didn't know that when he said these words, Chen Dalang's expression became more and more ugly.

When he finished his last sentence, Chen Dalang turned around suddenly, beat and scolded: "You are not allowed to slander the prince!"

Seeing Chen Dalang's reaction so strong, Zhang Ziming said with a smile: "Brother, although King Yong is wise...but he is also close and distant!"

"To shut up!"

In the meantime, Chen Dalang clenched his fists and rushed directly to Zhang Ziming.

The situation suddenly came under control, which Zhang Ziming did not expect.

Even a person who has suffered injustice loves Zhao Yanxun so much. Now Zhang Ziming can confirm that Zhao Yanxun really loves the people like a son.

This kind of enlightened master deserves to be traced back.

But the immediate problem is that Zhang Ziming has to avoid Chen Dalang's fist.

"Brother, if you have something to say..." Zhang Ziming wanted to explain.

"Tell me a fart, if you dare to speak ill of the prince, I will beat you to death..."

Fortunately, Zhang Ziming reacted quickly enough, turned around immediately after dodging a punch, and rushed out of the yard in two or three steps.

"Da Lang, what's going on?" the neighbors outside asked, they heard the movement in the small courtyard of the Chen family.

"This person speaks ill of the lord, he must be a spy..." Chen Dalang shouted while chasing after him.

As soon as someone said bad things about Zhao Yanxun, and he was a spy, the surrounding residents couldn't sit still.

They put down what they were doing one after another, and chased after the guy who was comfortable with him.

"catch him……"

"kill him……"

Hearing the voice behind him, Zhang Ziming couldn't laugh anymore.

He had to run away quickly, otherwise a severe beating would be unavoidable.

He ran away quickly, and the people behind him chased after him, and soon he was surrounded in the alley.

Looking at the approaching residents, Zhang Ziming quickly explained: "Everyone, everyone... I am not a spy, you misunderstood!"

"Then why do you speak ill of the prince?" Chen Dalang asked sternly.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became even more excited, and all the sticks in their hands were raised high.

If he was beaten all the way, he might have to give up half his life... Zhang Ziming is very desperate at the moment.

(End of this chapter)