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Chapter 859 Natural Disaster, Blessings

When Yang Xuan was in Yuanzhou, the farthest place he had been to was Dongyu Mountain.

There are many beasts and hunters in Dongyu Mountain.

The other place is the county seat.

He brought prey into the city to sell, and the biggest official he met was the county magistrate.

When the county magistrate went out, he stood on the side of the street with his prey in his hand, looked at it in awe, and didn't say anything: he could replace it or something like that.

He didn't even hope that he could speak a word with the county magistrate.

At that time, he was a standard grassroots mentality.

A small official can make him tremble, squatting on the ground and not daring to look up.

He had seen refugees too...not refugees, but beggars.

The beggar was driven out of the city by two subordinates carrying sticks, and the howling sound became Yang Xuan's nightmare that night.

It was only later that he found out that Sima of the second day state was going to pass by the local area.

He had only heard the word refugee before.

He felt that no matter how hard he tried, he could always find a meal.

Later, when he arrived in Chang'an, Chang'an was prosperous and prosperous, so he ignored the word "refugees".

After arriving in northern Xinjiang, this place... how should I put it!

If you really have nothing to eat, there are many directions to choose from: take the risk to farm the land, as long as you are brave enough, then go out of the city and go north to find a piece of wasteland. After reclaiming the wasteland, it will be yours.

Therefore, there is no such thing as too many people and too little land in northern Xinjiang, only the question of daring or not.

If it really doesn't work, you can still be a horse thief and plunder everywhere.

Of course, later Yang Xuan stepped up his attack, and the horse thieves, a group that made people in northern Xinjiang gnash their teeth, gradually declined.

Therefore, although the economic conditions in northern Xinjiang are not good, it is difficult to see refugees.

When he was out of northern Xinjiang, he would see refugees from time to time, but they were all in groups of three or four, with families as the unit, so it wasn't that shocking.

Until now, seeing those thousands of refugees either rejoicing or crying, Yang Xuan's psychological defense collapsed instantly.

It was like being forced to go hunting in the mountains that year.

He feels the same way!
On the other side, a team of Dengzhou sergeants was monitoring.

"Yang Gou seems to be crying."

"Be respectful!"

"What's that called?"

"Deputy Envoy Yang."

Each person has a bowl of porridge, and those who have too much will not be given.

"Take your time and add it every meal. If you eat too much in one meal, you will die!"

A doctor shouted, and the soldiers were also stopping those refugees who were holding bowls and licking their lips, wanting another bowl of porridge.

"Where do you eat dead people?"

A man said loudly.

"The old man said."

The doctor had a cold face.

"who are you?"

"Famous doctor in Northern Xinjiang, Chen Huagu."

Chen Huagu looked at the man proudly, and the man said shyly, "Yes."

Chen Huagu led his disciples to inspect the refugees, and explained the precautions according to the rules.

"There are fixed pits for big and small men. Men and women are separated. You are not allowed to mess around. If you catch them, you will be fined! Drive them out of northern Xinjiang!"

"If you are sick, report it in time."

Chen Huagu found Yang Xuan and reported it.

"There are more than [-] people who are seriously ill, and more than ten of them..."

"Understood, there is a cart with me, take it with me, let's go!"

Yang Xuan felt that his sadness came a little suddenly, and he was also a little depressed on the way back.

He asked Han Ji, "Old man, am I being sentimental?"

As a gentleman, it seems that this is taboo.

Han Ji said in surprise: "Your Majesty loves the people like a son!"

Uh!
That's it!
Yang Xuan felt that he was thinking too much.

Camping at night, Han Ji and He Lianyan walked in the camp together.

"Lang Jun is too kind." Han Ji said.

"You mean the lord is crying today?" He Lianyan glanced at him, "Your lord was born at the bottom, it's just empathy."

"The old man thought you would say that the rabbit died and the fox was sad."

"You said it, I didn't say it."

"This world is not far from chaos. When the world is in chaos, kindness is necessary if we want to stand firm. But many times, kindness can harm people."

"You mean, Datang is going to be in chaos?"

"In southern Xinjiang, the emperor and Yang Songcheng are fighting for power, one Shi Zhongtang and the other Zhang Chumao, it is still unknown who will win.

Then came Chang'an.The king of Wei and the king of Yue seized the heir.It seems that the two princes are fighting, but behind it is the struggle between the emperor and the family headed by Yang Song. "

"It's still early!"

"The older a person is, the more he fears death. Seeing death approaching, the old man who used to be kind will become selfish and strange. The father and son who used to be harmonious will become at odds with each other.

The emperor only knows power, what do you think he will do when he sees death approaching step by step? "

"Toss!" He Lianyan sneered, this point, the emperor of Beiliao is also a piss.

"That's right, it's tossing." Han Ji said: "He is not reconciled. Ordinary people are not reconciled to tossing their families at most, but the emperor is not reconciled, so he will toss the world. He will regard the world as his own pawn, how do you feel? Play whatever is fun."

"The refugee Chang'an is indifferent this time, this is just playing!"

"Yes, he had a great time playing." Han Ji smiled sullenly: "The old man is thinking, when everyone in the world is yelling at the faint king, can he still sit still?"

When the time comes, the boss raises the banner high and shouts, the world will be in full swing!
"Two things. First, you have forgotten that the powerful families and powerful people in the world have benefited from the emperor. Without the emperor, how could they annex the land without restraint?"

"What about the second?" Han Ji smiled.

"Secondly, no matter how many refugees there are, you have to see that life in the south is still good. It is said that there is a lot of fertile land there, but no one cultivates it. Therefore, the emperor is not playing, he is just enjoying it."

"Hehe!" Han Ji said with a smile: "It seems that you have been thinking about some issues recently, which is a good thing. However, the old man wants to remind you that Jinyiwei is similar to the mirror stage. There are many things that should not be meddled. Don't meddle .”

Mirror stage, that is the emperor's servant.

As for Jinyiwei, Yang Xuan ordered He Lianyan to be in charge, so he had some considerations in this regard.

"I know this better than you do."

"Hehe!" Han Ji laughed and said, "Someone said, why not let Jin Yiwei become a separate yamen of the Jiedu Ambassador's Mansion."

"In recent years, many courtiers have called for Jingtai to become a separate government office in the court, out of the control of the emperor." He Lianyan has studied her peers deeply, "but no emperor has ever agreed."

"Lang Jun is just the Deputy Envoy of Jiedu."

"Is it different from the emperor?"

"No way!"

"Then it's over!"

He Lianyan looked at the setting sun, "Jin Yiwei is the Lord's eyes and ears, whoever suggests putting Jin Yiwei under the jurisdiction of the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion will be uneasy and kind."

She was guessing who it was.

"It's Mr. Liu!"

"Liu Sima!?" He Lianyan looked at Han Ji with coldness in his eyes.

"Then it was the old man who opposed him." Han Ji smiled calmly.

"Based on the relationship between Liu Sima and Mr. Lang, even if you want to make suggestions on such matters, you will only say them privately and publicly..."

"Someone privately said that Jinyiwei is similar to a mirror stand. This is a manifestation of the gentleman's disobedience. If this is the case, let's break their minds first."

"What is your objection?"

"Jinyiwei is my sharp weapon in Northern Xinjiang to investigate Beiliao. The less people know about this sharp weapon, the better."

"Did they believe it?"

"Of course I didn't believe it. Afterwards, the five people were transferred to Fengzhou. Fengzhou Sun Ying took pity on them and sent them all to the mine to mine."

"Deal with doubts with an iron fist, okay?"

"This is just the beginning."

"Is there anything else important?"

"Just wait and see."

Da da da!
Several riders came.

"Deputy envoy, thousands of refugees have flooded into Qianzhou!"

Yang Xuan was looking at the map, and raised his head upon hearing this.

"catch!"

"Leader!"

Yang Xuan looked at the boundary line between Beijiang and other places in Datang on the map, and said:
"It's difficult once, but it can lay the foundation."

……

Here come the refugees.

There was a severe drought in the north, and the refugees first fled habitually to Guanzhong, but were intercepted.

Then someone spread the word that Northern Xinjiang was accepting refugees.

At first the refugees didn't believe it, but the local officials also confirmed it.

"Just go!"

An official shouted, watching the refugees go to the north, he sneered and said: "All rush to the northern border, when these people eat up the food in the northern border, they will eat Yang Xuan's flesh and blood!"

Changan received the news.

A voice came from the pear garden.

"Come here, prepare the wine, and pass on the singing and dancing!"

……

The beggars in Chang'an like to gather outside Pingkangfang when they have nothing to do, watching those noble people come in and out, and watch those fragrant cars go in and out.

I don't know when, the carriages of the nobles began to like incense... What does it mean?Just hang as many sachets as possible.Wherever the carriage went, the smell of that smell was everywhere.

This is a symbol of wealth and honor.

In another world, one would definitely say: This is a symbol of high-end.

A luxurious carriage slowly drove into Pingkangfang.

The coachman is gorgeously dressed and proud of himself.

There are many sachets hanging outside the carriage.

The summer wind blows, and the noble atmosphere permeates everywhere.

There were more than [-] beggars squatting on both sides of the gate, and the leader of the beggars said, "Come on, Erqiao, don't you like this? Hurry up and suck it."

A young beggar was dozing off, but he opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"smell good!"

"Newcomers!" shouted a beggar.

Everyone saw that the newcomer was a mother and son, both hungry and emaciated.

Seeing the carriage, the woman knelt down happily, "My mother and son haven't eaten for a long time, please give me a piece of cake! I will pray for you sooner or later..."

The coachman scolded: "Get out!"

A majestic voice came from the carriage, "What's the matter?"

The coachman turned his head, "Your Majesty, they are two refugees."

"Get out!"

The coachman slapped his whip, and the frightened child howled. The woman hugged the child and walked away on her knees.

"Bitch!"

The coachman spat and drove in.

Just like that, the woman was probably very hungry, and she sat there slumped and gasping for breath.The child didn't have the strength to howl anymore, and his face was pale.

"This is Chang'an!"

The woman said in despair: "Husband, there is no way out for Chang'an!"

Half a cake suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, the woman slowly raised her head and saw Erqiao.

"Eat it!"

The woman snatched the pancakes violently and brought them to the child's mouth tremblingly, "Erlang, take a bite."

The child opened his mouth, took a bite trembling, chewed slowly, and then swallowed.He was choked up and rolled his eyes violently.

The woman patted him on the back and shouted in panic, "Erlang."

Erqiao sighed and asked for a bowl of water.

"Drink!"

A bowl of water, half a piece of bread, the child ate most of it, and the woman got a bite.

"You boy, don't you want dinner?"

The beggars gathered around, and the leader of the beggars slapped Erqiao across the face, took out a piece of cake and gave it to the woman, "Eat it!"

The woman was eating the cake, and the beggar asked, "Where did you get it?"

"North," said the woman.

"Why did you come to Chang'an?"

"Drought!" The woman took a sip of water, "There is no way out, those checkpoints stop us from coming, my husband took us on a small path, halfway he fell to his death while exploring the path."

Beggar's head suddenly laughed, "It's not good where you go, but you were born in Chang'an."

The woman said: "My husband said that there are many rich people in Chang'an, and His Majesty is here."

The beggar was silent.

After the woman ate the cake, she licked off the crumbs from her hands.

"At the beginning, some people said that northern Xinjiang took in refugees, but my husband said that northern Xinjiang was rebellious and they couldn't go there." Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, "They all went, but my family didn't."

The beggar shook his head, "It is said that a lot of wasteland has been opened up in northern Xinjiang this year. From last year to this year, some people bought a lot of grain from Chang'an, and they all went north."

The mirror platform prides itself on being well-informed, which is the upper level.Underneath, the snake-like beggars have found out the entire Chang'an City.

The woman held the child and wiped her tears, "I should have gone to northern Xinjiang if I knew it earlier, and the family still has a way to survive."

The beggar head said: "Follow us! Anyway, I have something to eat."

Beggars all have a concept of region, this land is ours, newcomers come and beat them away.

But the mother and son were too miserable, it seemed that the beggar was moved with compassion.

Erqiao knew that this woman would soon become the wife of the beggar.

It seems cruel, but at this moment, it is kindness.Otherwise, it won't take long for the mother and son to starve to death in a corner, or become the target of abuse by those beggars.

In the end, it is also death!
This is reality, Erqiao sees it through.

The crowd leaned against the wall and listened to the woman talking about the situation in the north.

"...Drought, the government doesn't care about it, it's useless for us to carry water. My husband said, if we don't leave, when the food at home is gone, the whole family will have to starve to death at home. While there is still the last bit of food, let's take it with us. It's..."

"Why didn't the government take care of it?" Erqiao asked.

The woman was not full, and her stomach was gurgling, "I don't know! But halfway, we were outside the gate of the county seat, and we heard two nobles say we were going to celebrate.

A nobleman said that those peasants have all fled, and the land is unowned. They went back to the county and bought it for some money...it was so cheap. "

Er Qiao was stunned, "What is this?"

Beggar's head has been silent, and now he speaks. "Our natural disaster, their blessing."

Erqiao begged him to talk about what happened here.

The beggar head was dozing off, and said impatiently: "The government has food, and the local magnates also have food. If they all put their heart into it, those disasters won't matter at all."

"Then why don't they do their best?" Er Qiao asked.

"If they put their heart into it, where can they buy cheap land?" The beggar closed his eyes, "The farmer becomes a refugee, and the land is a land without an owner. If the powerful give benefits to the government, they can buy it at a low price. Do you think , How did those tyrants make their fortunes?"

"Natural disaster?"

"No, man-made disaster!"

The previous carriage came out.

The coachman looked at the group of beggars and slapped his whip.

These fools, he knew, would inhale the aroma of their own wagons.

"Erqiao, the carriage is here, hurry up!" A beggar laughed.

Er Qiao sat there, looking at the carriage.

"Don't suck!"

"Why?"

"I feel bloody! Disgusting!"

(End of this chapter)