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Chapter 858 Gou Ri's World

The wind in Chang'an does not reach northern Xinjiang.

Just when King Wei of Chang'an had a healthy son, Yang Xuan also began to inspect various places in northern Xinjiang.

"This year's focus is on drought!"

Seeing the local officials hold a large-scale welcoming ceremony, the lord of the northern border turned ashen. Although he didn't scold him, everyone knew that he was angry.

"Nothing to do?"

Yang Xuan looked at the officials who came to welcome him, "If you have nothing to do, go to the fields, dig ditches, and dig wells!"

A group of officials were driven around by him, but he himself went to the countryside.

"Old man, take a look at this crop, will it fail?"

Yang Xuan in plain clothes stood on the ridge of the field and asked an old farmer for advice.

The old farmer narrowed his eyes and said, "Although we have been working for a while, the water came quickly. Look at the old man! This year's harvest is not bad!"

it is good!
Yang Xuan felt relieved.

The old farmer let out a dry cough and spit out a mouthful of phlegm, "Without the wisdom of the deputy envoy, how could the good harvest come from today..."

Yang Xuan didn't care about being flattered by his subordinates, but he was a little embarrassed to be praised by an old farmer.

The old farmer mistakenly thought that he didn't take it seriously, so he pointed his fingers and said to him: "The drought in the north that year was not as severe as this year, but my husband's family's income fell by [-]%.

That year, more than a hundred people from eight villages in ten miles starved to death.Now you go to ask those people, who doesn't praise the deputy envoy? "

This is a heartfelt compliment.

Yang Xuan smiled and said a few words, then left.

On the avenue, Han Ji smiled and said, "Lang Jun looks a little uncomfortable."

"I find flattery from officials normal, and even alarming, but the compliments from the common people make me feel like drinking fine wine, slightly intoxicated.

I wanted to warn myself to be vigilant and not to be arrogant, but I didn't notice any emotion of arrogance. There was only one kind... the joy of getting rewarded after giving.

It's like you have worked hard to climb a high mountain. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see the small mountains.

Tired, but mentally extremely happy. "

Da da da!
Several riders chased after him.

"Deputy envoy, report urgently."

Yang Xuan took the document, opened it, looked at it, and raised his head, "The drought is severe in the north, and refugees have already appeared!"

Han Ji's eyes lit up, "Opportunity!"

You can't hide your desire to rebel...Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "Deportment."

Immediately, Yang Xuan returned to Tao County with his people.

"The first thing is to write everywhere, welcome and send it. Don't do it after these things. Those who still do this will be dismissed on the spot."

Jiang He'er wrote it down.

Arriving outside the gate of the Jiedu Ambassador's Mansion, Yang Xuan saw He Lianyan.

"News from Ning Xing."

"You said."

The two went in together.

"The battle between the emperor and Lin Ya has stopped."

"We're all waiting to see how this wave of drought will affect northern Xinjiang!" Yang Xuan said, "If the losses are heavy, He Lianchun will raise an army without hesitation, and Lin Ya will put aside the past for the time being and join hands to destroy northern Xinjiang." Let’s talk again.”

"It's all meat, and if it rots in the pot, it's my own." He Lianyan knew Beiliao's mentality.

"We don't have such ideas here." Yang Xuan thought of the false emperor.

"Then... can you release the news?"

"No need." Yang Xuan stopped and turned around, "We will continue to strictly investigate the secret spies of the Northern Liao Dynasty, and everyone must be vigilant and block news of the drought.

I'd like to see what happens after Helianchun and Lin Ya know the real situation in northern Xinjiang, and the conflicts that have been accumulated for a long time burst out. "

Your Majesty, you're dead!
He Lianyan went to make arrangements, and Yang Xuan entered the lobby.

Liu Qing saw him, "The first batch of refugees came and were intercepted."

"From buying food, to smuggling food, to destroying the water city to seize food, and then mobilizing the entire northern Xinjiang to fight the drought, what is the purpose?"

Yang Xuan sat down with piercing eyes, "It's for this moment."

Song Zhen took a sip of tea, "Northern Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated. Although a lot of land has been reclaimed this year, there are still large areas of good land abandoned there. Once these refugees arrive, they will help!"

Liu Qing stroked his beard, his eyes darkened, "Mr. Song didn't count on one thing. There was a severe drought in the north, and the court ignored it. There were refugees everywhere, and no one controlled it. In the end, it was me in Beijiang and Zitai who endured all this."

Han Ji coughed dryly, "It can be seen that Chang'an is stupid and Mr. Lang is wise."

Song Zhen glanced at Liu Qing, and Liu Qing said, "Yes! Chang'an, you're so stupid!"

"Let them open their mouths, no, I will go there myself."

Before he had time to go home, Yang Xuan had to set off again.

"Immediately mobilize food and prepare shelters. In addition, medical materials must be prepared. Everyone, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Northern Xinjiang needs population replenishment, and this drought is a godsend opportunity.

For Guanzhong, population is a burden, but for Northern Xinjiang, population is a strategic weapon.

However, Yang Xuan suddenly thought of the video he saw in the scroll.

Natural disasters are often accompanied by man-made disasters.

The government ignored it, and the people had no choice but to flee the famine.

Along the way, I ate up all the food, bark and grass roots, and everything I was used to eating.I have no choice but to eat dirt...

Those Avalokitesvara soil could not be digested after eating, and they swelled to death.

In the end, they were hungry and green-eyed, and they exchanged each other's children... Yizi ate each other.

He stopped and turned around, "I want to tell the officials that they are all citizens of the Tang Dynasty, and they can save as many as they can. Before the natural disaster, there was no distinction between northern Xinjiang and southern Xinjiang!"

Song Zhen stood up and saluted solemnly, "Accept orders!"

Yang Xuan left the Jiedu envoy's mansion, thought for a while, "Go home."

He hurried back home.

"Aye!"

Ah Liang came with the leopard and the dog rolling.

Behind him, Zheng Wuniang carefully guarded her.

"A Liang is obedient at home."

Yang Xuan picked up his son and immediately found Zhou Ning.

"The refugees are here, I have to go and have a look. If there is any surplus food at home, donate it."

"I know." Zhou Ning's pregnant belly is still not obvious, but Yang Xuan still urged: "Leave these things to them. Also, pay attention to the swordsman, and be careful not to be hit by it."

"Understood, Huahong, hurry up and prepare clothes and dry food."

Yang Xuan was carrying the burden, and A Liang stumbled to see him off.

"Aye!"

Looking at his son standing behind the threshold, Yang Xuan felt for the first time the hero's shortness of breath and his son's affection, and waved: "Aye will be back in a few days."

"Aye!"

With tears in his eyes, Ah Liang whimpered.

Watching his father go away, he was reluctant to go back for a long time.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Fugui spun around at his feet, wagging his tail constantly.

The swordsman looked a little impatient, paced slowly, and suddenly rushed to the big tree next to him.

A Liang couldn't help looking up.

Ah Liang rushed up like lightning.

"Fuck!"

Shouting and cursing came from the place with dense branches and leaves, and then a figure flickered and fell from the tree.

It is the horned dragon guard under control.

The swordsman chased him down from the tree, Qiu Longwei wanted to make a move, but looking at the little master, he could only turn around and run away.

When the swordsman came back, he squatted in front of Ah Liang, raised his head, and there was more warmth in his indifferent eyes.

Tail!

It swayed a few times like a rich man.

Are you happy?
A Liang felt a shadow over his head, looked up, and saw his mother.

"Aye is going to do business and work for the common people. Ah Liang grows up and looks like Aye, okay?" Zhou Ning said softly.

Ah Liang didn't understand, but still nodded.

"it is good!"

……

Dengzhou.

The last time the army forced northern Xinjiang and was forced to retreat by Yang Xuan's army, the governor Luo Chi fell ill, and immediately went to the doctor's office, saying that he was not feeling well in the northern climate and wanted to be an official in another place.

The result was called back.

At present, no one in the DPRK is willing to come to the north to be an official.

Strictly speaking, no officials are willing to confront Beijiang.

You can't beat and scold... you dare to scold, but Yang Xuan really dares to beat you.

So what are you doing here?
be bullied?

The backer also sent a letter, asking him to do things well and make meritorious deeds.

Unable to pretend to be sick, Luo Chi had to go out of the mountain to re-chair.

Then I found out that as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke Beijiang, in fact, it is not bad to be an official in Dengzhou.

Quietly accumulate qualifications!
After one or two years, I will find a way to leave the north.

Luo Zhi made up his mind.

But plans didn't change quickly.

This year the north suffered a drought.

"Emissary." Sima Malei came back, sweating profusely and battering his face, "The drought is severe everywhere, but the sun is getting brighter. The people are waiting for the government to provide disaster relief!"

Luo Zhi smiled wryly, "I also think about it, but...the last time I assembled a large army to force northern Xinjiang, the army ate a lot of food stored in my Dengzhou, and the ones in stock now are just a drop in the bucket."

"There is still no news from Chang'an?" Ma Lei sat down, someone brought tea, he shook his head, "Cold water instead."

He opened his chest, and said irritably: "The next official went to have a look. If it goes on like this, at least [-]% to [-]% will be reduced this year. After collecting taxes, what will the people eat?"

Luo Chi said: "The old man has sent the memorial to Chang'an as soon as possible. I hope that the princes of Chang'an and His Majesty can send food."

On the second day, Ma Lei came back not long after leaving the city.

"My lord, the refugees are here."

Luo Zhi suddenly changed color, "Not good!"

While wiping his sweat, Ma Lei said, "These refugees have come to Dengzhou, what shall we feed them? Without food, are we going to let them starve to death? To put it bluntly, those refugees are really going to starve to death, once the plague breaks out , Dengzhou will not get better either!"

It is common sense that after a major disaster, there will be a major epidemic.

Luo Chi said: "Maybe intercept?"

Ma Lei shook his head, "There are openings everywhere, and those refugees even came over the mountains, so they couldn't be stopped."

Luo Chi took a deep breath, "Let me go and urge Chang'an!"

He got up, "Old man, go and have a look."

The refugees gathered outside the city, looking sallow and emaciated.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone shouted, Luo Chi looked dignified.

"Your Majesty, I can't give it, otherwise I will reduce my income in Dengzhou, what will the people of Dengzhou live on?" Behind him, an official gritted his teeth and said, "These are not the people of Dengzhou!"

Luo Chi blinked his eyelids, "Give me a few meals first."

"Your Majesty!"

At this time, a group of people rushed over.

"The envoy is the envoy to Chang'an."

Luo Chi was overjoyed and waved, and the messenger rode over.

"How? What about food?"

The envoy got off his horse, went limp all over, and knelt down.

"Chang'an said...the local government raises its own funds, if something goes wrong, it will be severely punished!"

Luo Chi shook his body, "The place raises its own money, how can there be so much food in the place? Could it be... Where is Your Majesty?"

The envoy raised his head, "Before I came back, I heard that Mrs. Guo Guo's birthday, His Majesty gave a million dollars. Mrs. Guo Guo threw money in front of the mansion, and the people of Chang'an flocked to it. The scene was chaotic, so that they trampled on each other and killed two people."

Luo Chi covered his forehead, "The old man thought of two lines of poetry. The wine and meat of the wealthy family stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road."

Ma Lei whispered: "Master, this is Yang Xuan's poem."

It's okay for others to chant, but you are taboo.

When it came to Chang'an, would the emperor think: Luo Chi is mocking me for not knowing the sufferings of the people?
Luo Chi took a deep breath, "This matter..."

Everyone was looking at him.

There is still food in the granary in Dengzhou, but if a granary is opened to relieve these refugees, what will the people of Dengzhou do?
An official said: "Your Majesty, there are warnings everywhere in Dengzhou. Those people have run out of food."

Luo Chi sighed, "I am ashamed!"

He turned around covering his face.

Ma Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Get rid of them all!"

A troop of sergeants passed by.

"There is no food in Dengzhou, you wait to go!"

The refugees looked blankly at the soldiers in Dengzhou, when a woman suddenly shouted, "We just ask for a bite of food."

"no!"

The sergeant grimaced.

"Give the child a bite of food!"

The woman howled.

"We don't have to eat."

The sergeant's eyes could not bear it, but a voice came from behind: "Hurry up!"

Teams of sergeants stepped forward.

The spear was turned upside down for a whip if necessary.

"If there is no food, where are you waiting to go!"

"Help me and wait!"

An old man knelt down.

It was overwhelming... Thousands of people knelt down.

With his back to the refugees, Luo Chi's hand covering his forehead trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty!"

An official couldn't bear it.

Luo Chi put down his hand and walked slowly into the city gate.

"Get out!"

Thousands of refugees pleaded, with tears in their eyes, and could only leave step by step.

Da da da!
Suddenly a troop of cavalry appeared, and the chief shouted:
"The northern army is here."

Suddenly there was chaos on the scene, and the soldiers turned around and ran into the city, as did the officials.

Instead, the refugees did not respond.

"What? The northern army is here?"

Luo Chi panicked.

"My lord, more than ten riders have come."

Luo Chi breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the messenger."

More than ten riders came outside the city.

The leading sergeant said: "These refugees can go to northern Xinjiang!"

Good thing!
"Is there enough food in northern Xinjiang?"

A small official questioned, and then was kicked.

"These are all troubles, it's better to leave."

The sergeant said: "Our convoy will cross the border with food and take them to northern Xinjiang. If there is an attack, the deputy envoy said it!"

The little official clutched his buttocks, and found that the sergeant was suddenly solemn.

"People don't attack me, I don't attack others. If people attack me, I will attack others!"

The sergeant rode his horse to the refugee's side and shouted: "Everyone, go to Beijiang. Beijiang has prepared food for you."

"Northern Xinjiang?" An old man asked in disbelief.

"Yes, the convoy is here with food."

The refugees began to move.

"Don't squeeze!" The sergeants were maintaining order.

At the top of the city, Luo Chi was stunned.

He faintly felt something was wrong.

"The central government doesn't care about the refugees, but the northern border does. Who will the refugees thank?"

"Northern Xinjiang, Yang Xuan!" Ma Lei said, "It's a start, but the follow-up will be very troublesome.

Those refugees will rush to northern Xinjiang when they hear the news.They will eat up the northern border, and in the end both sides will lose.

To be honest, the lower officials thought that even if it was to buy people's hearts, Yang Xuan's move would save countless lives, so he should be praised.

But if the northern border is also dragged down, then... the north will be restless. "

Luo Chi watched the refugees go away, turned around and said: "The old man just wants to leave the north at this moment, far away."

……

When the refugees reached the small river at the junction of Dengzhou and Beijiang, meals had already been prepared on the other side.

The aroma of food wafted over.

"There is food to eat!"

The refugees started running, but no one could persuade them.

Yang Xuan was on the side.

He was all smiles, and Han Ji also prepared some words.

An old man rushed to the wooden basin containing food, knelt down and shouted, "Please, my grandson is starving to death."

"You can only drink porridge, otherwise you will die with a broken belly."

The porridge sergeant gave him a bowl of porridge, and the old man held it carefully.

A woman staggered over with the child in her arms, knelt down, and the old man brought the porridge to the mouth of the child in her arms.

"Baby! Take a sip!"

The child opened his mouth and took a sip of porridge with difficulty.

A woman was carried over, and two men howled, "She has a baby in her belly, please, give me something to eat!"

"Sit down quickly."

"Give her a bowl of porridge."

"Drink slowly! Drink slowly!"

"Live! Live! Hahahaha!"

"Sanlang, Sanlang, take a sip of porridge! Sanlang! My son!"

Those refugees drank porridge greedily, some laughed, some howled...

Han Ji sighed and turned around.

But found that his hero was in tears.

"This chaotic world!"

(End of this chapter)