Tang Dynasty good father-in-law

Chapter 125 The Tired Li Shimin
The incident of Zhang Kuo's thigh injury did not cause much disturbance, but many people still paid attention to it.

After all, when Zhang Kuo filed a complaint in front of the imperial court, there was nothing wrong with jumping around. How could it be possible that he broke his thigh suddenly after the incident broke out in the customs.

If there are no tricks in it, no one will believe it, but according to some servants, this Zhang Kuo was carried out.

The wound on the thigh was not small, even those who didn't know the inside story couldn't help but click their tongues secretly.

"I didn't expect Zhang Kuo to be so cruel to me!"

Some people murmured that many people didn't care about this little pawn before, but now they see it differently.

Of course, that's all. For most people, Zhang Kuo's level is still too low.

If it weren't for the fact that An Xuangong had some sense of existence this time, even they might not remember him.

However, the previously prepared rhetoric needs to be changed, after all, Zhang Kuo is so seriously injured now.

If it is impeached again, then I am afraid that the reputation will not be good. Many people secretly think that this person is lucky.

Except for some people paying attention, the guards in the Shu Mansion also missed this news.

The matter of the previous court meeting had spread all over Chang'an, and the rumors in the background had already made Shu Kuanghu and others have a lot of impressions of this Zhang Kuo.

Of course, these impressions are more not very good impressions, so naturally more attention is paid to Zhang Kuo.

So when there was such a big commotion in Zhang Kuo, it was natural that the news was received immediately, and then the news was reported to Shu An.

"It's just a clown, nothing to worry about."

Shu An's eyes were plain and he said softly, he had also heard about the news in Chang'an.

Originally, according to his calculations, Chang'an should be able to get news within these few days, so there were not too many surprises.

However, as the news spread to Chang'an, it meant that the number of refugees coming to Chang'an would also increase in a short period of time.

"Laifu, how many people lined up in front of the Shu Mansion today?"

Shu An's voice sounded, and there was a trace of curiosity in the words, after all, the number of refugees of these two people is indeed quite a lot.

"Master, you don't know, the queue is almost at the gate of Chang'an."

Laifu said with a wry smile on his face, if there were more people, it would affect the traffic in Chang'an.

It can be said that this matter still needs to be decided by the master, because not only tens of thousands of people flooded into Chang'an this time, but at least tripled.

Shu An couldn't help but be taken aback when he found out, the refugees came a little faster indeed.

"Tomorrow, the relief will be placed outside Chang'an City, so the place will be big enough."

Shu An's eyes flickered and he said softly, after a few days of fermentation, no one must know that he is helping these refugees.

Therefore, it is natural that no one will misunderstand anything outside Chang'an City.

Laifu nodded, and wrote down his master's instructions. He also thought it would be good to put it outside Chang'an City.

And after Laifu withdrew, Shu An's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something, although there was nothing he could do about it from Zhang Kuo.

After all, Zhang Kuo has already hid in the mansion, but Zhang Kuo is not alone, if he is a good person, it is fine, if he is evil to others, then there is no need to show mercy.

Of course, he is mainly concerned about the refugee issue. For him, the situation in the customs is not important to him.

"People's hearts are available!"

After a long time, Shu An's faint voice sounded, and there was a hint of unknown meaning in the words.

In the palace, Li Shimin's face was filled with urgency, because after the locust plague, the whole customs could be said to be in dire straits.

Naturally, the emperor couldn't calm down anymore, because it was a day or two before the news.

This proves that the locust plague in the pass has begun, and Li Shimin is waiting for the news in the pass at this time.

If you don't know the situation in the customs, even Li Shimin is a little helpless. After all, if you don't understand the situation, if you make a will, it may cause the opposite result.

"Tread, step!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came, which made Li Shimin's eyes light up.

The figure of Li Junxian walked in a little anxiously, but there was a strange look on his face.

"How's it going inside?"

However, Li Shimin, who was in a hurry, didn't notice the strange expression on the commander of Baiqi, and hurriedly said.

"Your Majesty, although the plague of locusts is coming in the pass, not many people died of starvation."

Li Junxian said respectfully, according to the situation of previous droughts, lying dead for thousands of miles is considered light, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

According to their thinking, at least half of the people in the entire customs would lose more than half. Although a wave of food was collected and sent to them before, it would be a waste of money after all.

"how can that be?"

A flash of disbelief flashed in Li Shimin's eyes and he murmured softly, with a dull expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, it is said that some time ago, the rumors of Lord Anxuan's prediction of heaven's secrets swept through the pass, and countless people moved south."

Li Junxian didn't hesitate for long, and immediately told all the reasons he knew, even he felt a little unbelievable.

It is unreasonable for Li Junxian to let countless people go south just by a rumor, but the facts prove that these people are right.

If there is no going south, then the only way to stay in the pass is to starve to death. Li Junxian is also aware of the situation in Chang'an.

That is the lack of food, and it is not a general shortage, so he naturally knows that there is no way to relieve the disaster.

Although there are still some food reserves in the border area, His Majesty cannot move it because it is the food of the soldiers at the border.

If it is used for disaster relief, then what if the Turks go south, and how can the soldiers fight if they don't have enough to eat.

Li Shimin's eyes flickered, but this time it was the Yafu's credit that indirectly saved at least tens of thousands of people.

"Your Majesty, the number of refugees in the suburbs of Chang'an has exceeded [-]."

But before Li Shimin had time to reflect on it, Li Junxian's voice sounded again, with a hint of helplessness in his words.

Pulling Li Shimin back to reality in an instant, he immediately understood the meaning, that is, although there is now An Xuangong's relief.

But there are too many, so the relief must be stopped soon, so what to do next is a matter for the court.

Li Shimin's face showed some fatigue, because where could he conjure so much food.

For a while, Li Shimin was full of resentment towards the rice merchants in Chang'an. If these rice merchants were willing to help, then these refugees could be relieved, but this is impossible.

(End of this chapter)