Prosperous Tang Soul

Chapter 135

"That's right, this is the only plan for the present! However, the old minister has another suggestion. It is best to divide the victims of disasters into states and counties for relief. Firstly, it is to prevent accidents, and secondly, it can be regarded as avoiding those refugees. The journey is hard." Wei Zheng said again: "In the area north of Tongguan alone, no less than [-] refugees have gathered, and other places are also gathering one after another. Maybe this matter should be dealt with as soon as possible!"

Some people say that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there is hatred. This sentence is not true at all for the current disaster relief groups.

When the second batch of refugees arrived at the foot of Chang'an City, the base of the wall, which was still slightly sheltered from wind and rain, could no longer accommodate enough people to inhabit, and then the competition began.

People with strong bodies always have certain advantages, so when one person starts to rob others' territory and tastes the sweetness, this kind of plan that is only dared to implement in most people's minds is quickly accepted by more people, All of a sudden, the entire city wall became miserable, and what followed was bursts of painful wailing and begging.

No one will pity anyone, and everyone hopes to survive, so the ugliest side of human nature is immediately exposed to the broad daylight.

At first, it was just fighting for the habitat, and then it was food. When it developed to the point where even the relief porridge needed to be shared with others, some people learned to resist, and then more people resisted, until finally the entire refugee area Several forces, large and small, were formed.

Even though the porridge was still being distributed every day, people still died every day. The city gate guards had urgently quit smoking and stepped up their defenses. For a while, the whole Chang'an was panicked!

Rumors spread at this time.

"Mountains and rivers have changed, and the gods will go down. If you don't practice virtue, you will go to the sky.

The common people are suffering, and the people are in panic. It is Erlang who disrespects the heaven and the earth. "

At first, it was only circulated outside the city, but this jingle spread throughout Chang'an overnight!

Li Erzheng listened to Tingfeng's report with an angry face.

"Your Majesty, this ballad is being recited in the whole of Chang'an. The slaves have searched all the clues but can't find out who the person spreading the rumor is!" Ting Feng looked at Li Er who was still silent, and said urgently: "However, people with five surnames and seven sects have come to Chang'an recently!"

"Of course you can't find out! Hmph!" Li Eryi slapped the table and said bitterly: "Shandong gentry, don't they think that I really don't dare to use weapons rashly!"

Li Er is definitely not a benevolent emperor, otherwise he would not be able to sit on the throne.

He knew very well in his heart that this time was actually a power struggle without fireworks!

As veteran nobles, the five surnames and seven clans are the representative families among them. Because the emerging nobles who are the founding heroes are gradually rising, their status has been weakened, so this time it is time for them to take advantage of the locust plague.

The ancients were in awe of heaven and earth, and always attributed the irresistible power to ghosts and gods. When the imperial power needed this theory of heaven and man to rule the people, it would naturally be bound by certain aspects.

It is this intricate mutual restriction of imperial power, subject power, common people, and divine will that formed the ancient relationship system.

Of course, Li Er knew what was in it, so did the five surnames and seven sects, and even the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knew it very well, but no one said it clearly.

"Your Majesty, do you want it?" Ting Feng's voice was cold, and he gently stroked his neck with his hand, making a movement of wiping his neck.

His meaning was very clear, he was asking Li Er if he wanted to assassinate these people!
From Tingfeng's point of view, although doing so seems to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, it would be good to buy some time.After all, these people who came to Chang'an are all independent figures in their families, and it is very likely that they are behind the scenes when the situation has developed to the present level. Once a few people are assassinated, even if the hidden dangers cannot be eliminated immediately to all effects.

"No! I can't use these methods to deal with these people!" Li Er waved his hand and said confidently: "Since they want to use locusts to force me to submit, then I can also use locusts to make them lose their reputation!" Said With that, Li Er's eyes showed a gloomy cold light, and he said loudly, "Notify me, tomorrow will be a sacrifice to heaven!"

As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry!
Li Er wanted to offer sacrifices to the heavens. Apart from the eunuchs, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the nobles in Chang'an had to be busy too.

It was late in the evening when Zhang Yi received the news from the Ministry of Rites. As a glorious nobleman of the Tang Dynasty, he naturally needed to participate.

I can't remember whether Li Er issued an edict of guilt to himself or killed a river of blood, but the large-scale locust plague recorded in history slowly ended, and Datang began to fight in all directions chapter.

The heavy horns lined up on both sides of the Taimiao, and the low-pitched horns made a low hum.

"Woo!~~~"

"Wow!~"

Zhang Yi was placed under the high platform on the right side of the Taimiao. Of course, there were many acquaintances, such as the director and judge of the Taiyuan Hospital.
"Mr. Sun, how are you doing in the palace these days?" Zhang Yi immediately greeted Sun Simiao, who was in good spirits.

This time, Sun Simiao did not wear the old tattered taoist gown. On the contrary, the brand-new Tai Chi gown, which was apricot yellow and inlaid with countless golden borders, was his current attire. With a whisk in his hand and a head of pale hair, he didn’t need to dress up at all. With just one glance, you can immediately connect this person with a god.

For Sun Simiao's current appearance, Zhang Yi feels very pleasing to the eye. Since he is a good scholar, he should appear with such an imagination in order to show the true nature of the fairy family. , the disappearance of this beauty is gone.

It was very strange why there was a Taoist priest around Sun Simiao, but seeing that Sun Simiao was still worried about the medicine field even though he was in the palace, Zhang Yi could think that the old man's life might be really difficult recently, at least in terms of movement.Zhang Yi's understanding of Sun Simiao is relatively clear. He has a casual temperament, and he is not picky about life. He is completely the type who can accept cabbage, tofu, wine, and meat.

"Okay, of course it's good!" Sun Simiao seemed very unaccustomed to the Taoist robe on his body, but fortunately there was a little Taoist priest who stayed by his side to help him tidy up his appearance, so it didn't look weird. When he regained his energy, he quickly asked, "How are the herbs in the medicine field?"

Glancing at the little Taoist priest, Zhang Yi replied with a smile: "The medicine field is naturally safe, and it seems that His Majesty is planning to confer the title of Dao Changjin, which is really gratifying and congratulatory!"

(End of this chapter)