Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 68
By the Jing River, Li Ganyou, who was sitting astride his horse, looked at the empty river, with dozens of cavalry standing quietly behind him.

It has been nearly half a year since he took office as Chang'an Ling. Li Ganyou has actually done a good job. After all, as a child of the Li family in Longxi and a confidant of Qi Wang Li Yuanji, even the Qin Palace would not provoke him at will.

However, during this period of time, Li Qianyou's life was a bit difficult. Refugees caused chaos, bandits came and went, and the disasters in Jingzhao could only be the responsibility of him, the Chang'an Order.

if not?
Could it be that the sage, the East Palace, the King of Qin, or those prime ministers should take the blame?
Li Ganyou also had trouble voicing. The imperial court used all its resources to deal with the Turkic invasion of the south for the first time since the establishment of the dynasty. For this reason, Liu Heitai could tolerate the disaster in Hebei. It is helpless.

It's not because there is really no way, but because everyone in the court knows that the reason for the rebellion is that there is no food... Only by making peace with the Turks can we free up our hands to relieve the disaster.

Finally, the Turks gradually retreated. Li Qianyou wrote a letter to ask for relief to the disaster victims. The sage and the prime minister both agreed, but what Li Qianyou did not expect was that at the same time as the disaster relief, the sage ordered General Youwei and Duke Bing Dou Gui to lead troops to quell the chaos.

Dou Gui is a descendant of Fufeng Dou's family, and his cousin is Li Yuan's wife, Empress Dou.

After waiting for a long time, the distance was full of smoke and dust, hundreds of cavalry approached from far away, the cavalry brigade did not stop, only dozens of people were separated and galloped towards the river.

"Meet Duke Feng."

The leading middle-aged man pursed his lips tightly, without a trace of a smile on his face, "The troublemakers in Jingzhao are probably calmed down, and Ganyou needs to worry about the rest."

"This is the duty of the lower officials."

After a few pleasantries, Dou Gui was about to return to the city, and his personal guards came to report.

"More than a thousand refugees?" Dou Gui was a little surprised, "The village is intact?"

"The village is safe." The guard rubbed his head, "If he hadn't stepped forward to inquire, he wouldn't have known he was a refugee."

"What village is it?"

"Zhujiagou."

Li Ganyou frowned, "But Zhujiagou in Dongshan Temple?"

"Kanyou knows?"

"I heard about it from Dalang in my family, and Qilang from my third brother's family."

After Li Ganyou said a few words casually, dozens of riders turned into the side road and galloped towards Zhujiagou.

When they first entered the village, everyone saw dozens of men wielding hoes digging the soil in the distance, and a dozen small carts used by one person shuttled back and forth, carrying the excavated soil and transported stones.

"What's this?"

Zhu Wei, who rushed over, explained cautiously: "Although it is near the Jing River, there is no stream around the village. We are planning to build a diversion canal to go down the Dongshan Mountain and pass through the village."

Li Ganyou stopped and looked at it for a while, "Is the stone buried below?"

"Yes, the water for washing clothes will be cloudy if there are no stones on the bottom."

"All refugees?" Dou Gui stared at the dozens of men.

"They're all refugees, and they're asking for food." Zhu Wei answered as briefly as possible.

After walking around the village along the canal, Dou Gui also became interested, "It's a bit like the layout of Nanxiang."

"That's true." Li Qianyou mentioned it seemingly unintentionally, "There is a young man here, who came from Lingnan."

Seeing Dou Gui and not asking any questions, Li Qianyou could only take the initiative to say: "Mr. Dou must have heard of Li Shan's name."

"Huh?" Dou Gui paused, his expression slightly changed, "The one who made a fuss in Changle Slope?"

"There have been two fights. I wonder which time Mr. Dou is referring to?" Li Ganyou was about to elaborate, but he had already reached the entrance of the alley.

The outside is already outside the village, and the hundreds of refugees in the dark are divided into several teams, digging soil and carrying burdens in an orderly manner. There are fires rising in the distance. It is obvious that they are burning mountains to fetch stones. Men the size of ants are carrying heavy stones down the mountain.

"It's Zhou Xiang who is thinking about it." Dou Gui said casually: "If you dig the lake to store water, if you don't build a dam, it will flood in the future."

"This is the east end of the village, and there should be a lake to the west." Li Ganyou said with a smile: "There are only three hundred households in the village, and there are two to three hundred young and strong people. There are some means to drive several times as many refugees."

They were chatting casually, when they heard Zhu Wei's shout, the two looked sideways, and on the hill, a young man whose clothes were rustling in the strong wind turned around and looked.

"Sure enough, Fengshen is handsome, and the jade tree is facing the wind." Li Ganyou said with a smile: "Sure enough, he also has a dark complexion."

"Ok?"

"This son was once recommended by Qilang. When he visited the third sister-in-law, he got a gift of makeup."

Even though Dou Gui was serious about his words and smiles, he couldn't help showing a few smiles on his stern face, "Brother Ke was good at joking back then, as the saying goes, those who are close to the vermilion are red..."

"I'm afraid that those who are close to the ink are black." Li Ganyou smiled, and waved to Li Shan who was walking quickly, "This is General Youwei, Duke Feng, Crown Prince, King Qin, and King Qi all call uncle."

Li Shan saluted respectfully, "I pay my respects to Duke Dou."

"Meet County Magistrate Li."

"How do you call the father of Demou?"

Li Shan was startled, and saluted again: "Greetings to Uncle Li."

Dou Gui turned his head and glanced at Li Qianyou unexpectedly, and vaguely guessed something, after all, the court knew that Danyang House in Longxi served the saint Donggong, King Qin, and King Qi.

But Dou Gui doesn't care about these things. In the future, no matter if the Crown Prince ascends the throne, or the King of Qin seizes the throne, even if the King of Qi is in power, the Fufeng Dou Clan will be their mother clan.

"Just now, it was reported that there were bandits kidnapping refugees and attacking them?"

"Five days ago, more than a hundred bandits brought hundreds of refugees with them." Li Shan narrated clearly, "The death of the bandits is not a pity, but the refugees are innocent."

"The robbers escaped?"

Li Shan was silent for a while, glanced at the dead face of Dou Gui, coughed twice, "There is no doctor in the village, and the treatment is too late. The bandits all died of serious injuries."

Li Qianyou turned his head sideways. If he remembered correctly, the young man in front of him possessed medical skills.

Dou Gui suddenly showed his face slightly, "It is a sign of disaster and chaos in Beijing, so it should be killed."

Dou Gui has always been a careful person. He observed carefully when he passed through the village. There were only two white houses in the village, which showed that the bandits hardly caused any casualties to the village. Li Shan mentioned that the bandits were all seriously injured and died. It can only be beheaded and killed.

A group of people bypassed the village and headed south. After a while, they saw a dense crowd, mostly old and weak, women and children. Some of them built a straw hut, but most of them sat on the ground.

Li Ganyou looked at it for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Do you give food every day?"

Although it was only five or six days, the village provided food every day. Although the refugees were still pale and thin, they were obviously not in a state of dying. They were in a much better condition than the refugees in other places. Li Ganyou could tell at a glance.

Li Shan nodded and admitted, "Each person has two bowls of porridge in the morning and evening, but the working young and strong can eat three meals a day, and they can eat meat every other day."

Li Ganyou frowned slightly, which was too generous, "How many refugees are there?"

"There were a total of 340 six people in succession, 16 people died of illness successively, and there are 330 people left."

"Among them, 630 are young and strong, 470 are old and weak women, and 220 are children."

"The old and the weak, women and children, spend two and a half stones of rice and corn every day to cook porridge, and six stones per day for the young and strong."

Li Ganyou listened to Li Shan's crackling report of the data with a surprised expression, thinking that it would not be easy to calculate the data in advance, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "You want to take the math department?"

"Uh..." Li Shan hid for a long time without answering, smiled wryly and saluted, "I also ask uncle to help."

Li Ganyou couldn't help laughing, "Dongshan Restaurant has made a lot of money, isn't that enough?"

"It's the responsibility of the government to help the people in disasters. How dare you deal with it yourself?"

This sentence is a bit silly. Indeed, building roads and bridges, and helping victims of disasters are the responsibility of the government. If a wealthy family can do this, they need to act cautiously. After all, the Chen family has learned from the past, but Li Shan is no more than a countryman... …

Li Ganyou, who was preoccupied, didn't care, and only said that he would send people to bring some food and rice every day.

Li Shan breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, Dongshan Temple had a lot of grain in the granary, but it was better not to be exposed.

It was dusk at this time, and there was a faint sound of gongs, and the refugees got up one after another, looking expectantly at the dozens of steaming cauldrons.

The young and strong workers who went to work in the distance gradually gathered together and lined up under the command of the villagers. Although there was no laughter, there was no silence.

Both Dou Gui and Li Qianyou were touched by the completely opposite situation from other places.

(End of this chapter)