Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Yao Chong did not expect that he could not even enter Fan Xin's house when he came in person.

This filled the old man's heart with anger, and he wanted to break in, but he was stared at by the Qianniu Guards.

He flicked his sleeves and robe for the last time and left angrily.

Looking back, Li Lang came to the attic and bowed.

"Your Majesty, according to your instructions, I have already driven Yao Xiang away."

Seeing Li Lang hesitate to speak, Fan Xin smiled softly.

"I know what you are thinking. Do you think I am too hard-hearted?"

"I don't dare to do this in a humble position."

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Fan Xin raised his head and looked at the banker chatting in the distance, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Henan Province has 22 prefectures under its jurisdiction, with a population of 1.4 million households and a total of 9.02 million people."

"Bianzhou alone has a population of 130,000. Don't you think the court should take responsibility for so many victims?"

"If everything depends on me, the king, then what prestige does the court have?"

"Li Lang, remember, Li Longji is not Emperor Taizong, nor Emperor Wuzong."

"He doesn't have such a big heart to tolerate a minister who has made great achievements standing in the court."

"The day the disaster relief is completed is when our heads fall to the ground."

Li Lang's body trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"I am a stupid official, thank you for your teaching!"

Fan Xin waved his hand indifferently.

"Go, the disaster is like a fire. Before the court is ready to take responsibility, try to prepare as much food and medicine as possible."

"Once needed, it will be transported to the disaster area in Henan Province as quickly as possible."

"Yes!"

While the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce was making every effort to prepare disaster relief supplies, the main hall of the Daming Palace was eerily quiet.

Li Longji walked up and down the Jinluan Hall with his hands behind his back, raising his head to look outside from time to time.

"Your Majesty, Yao Xiang has just left for an hour. Calculating the distance, he has just arrived. Please take a rest first." Gao Lishi said with concern.

Li Longji shook his head: Nearly ten million people were affected by the disaster. Every time there is a delay, more people will die in the flood. "

"I'm anxious!"

At this time, a chamberlain walked into the hall quickly.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Yao is back."

Li Longji was overjoyed and hurriedly urged: "Quick, let him in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Chong appeared in Daming Palace with an embarrassed look.

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent and have not seen King Yan!"

"What!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the ministers were in an uproar. After all, Yao Chong was also the prime minister of Fengge Luantai, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

He couldn't even get through the gate of Zhonglie Mansion. Fan Xin was too arrogant.

Signaling the ministers to be quiet, Li Longji asked with a sullen face.

"You are a minister sent by me, shouldn't Fan Xin be allowed in?"

Since the last time he asked Fan Xin to come out, Yao Chong's personal prejudice against him has disappeared.

So he replied.

"Returning to your majesty, the old minister went abruptly and disturbed the women and children in the village. I haven't seen Fan Xin yet."

"Humph, I knew the court was in trouble, so I took it upon myself to put up a good show."

Although Li Longji said something unpleasant, the chill in his tone was a little lighter.

It doesn't matter if you put on airs, I'm afraid you won't take him seriously as the emperor.

He was also a man who could take things up and let them go. He immediately walked down the steps and said to the ministers.

"Don't Fan Xin want to be like Zhuge Liang and visit the thatched cottage three times? I will help him!"

"Present! Go to Prince Yan's Mansion!"

woo woo woo...

Amidst the melodious sound of the horn, Li Longji got on the imperial horse and drove towards the Yan Palace, followed by civil and military officials.

Along the way, golden whips cleared the way and yellow flags were waved, attracting a large number of people to watch.

Soon, the team arrived at Zhonglie Mansion, where civilian officials dismounted from sedan chairs and military generals dismounted from their horses.

"Your Majesty, as the emperor, you can just sit down and drive in without getting down."

Seeing Li Longji walking down the road, Gao Lishi and a group of ministers quickly advised him.

"No need, you have to have the attitude of inviting people. You stay here while Yao Chong and I go in."

Looking up at the three characters Zhongliefu, Li Longji walked into Zhuangzi with a flick of his sleeves.

This time he and Yao Chong were not blocked. Prince Yan's Mansion, which received the news in advance, opened the middle door.

Princess Taiping led a group of servants out to greet her.

"I see your Majesty! Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!"

"Auntie, get up. Where is King Yan? Why didn't you see him come out?"

Looking around the crowd, Li Longji frowned and asked.

Princess Taiping looked a little sad.

"Back to Your Majesty, the consort is seriously injured and ill again. He is lying in bed recuperating."

"Oh, King Yan was seriously injured, why didn't I know?"

Li Longji sneered in his heart and pretended to be concerned on the surface.

"This... you should ask him yourself." Princess Taiping seemed to have something to hide.

Li Longji nodded.

"That's fine. I'll ask the accompanying imperial physician to see what serious injuries he suffered."

After that, he waved his dragon sleeves and walked into the door.

Yao Chong hurriedly followed.

When the group came to the courtyard, they found a dozen white-haired old men sitting under the shade of the trees, looking at the playful urchins with smiles on their faces.

Among them, a staggering girl in red is the most eye-catching.

Li Longji hesitated and asked.

"Aunt, if I guess correctly, this is Fan Xin's daughter. Those people next to her are erudite scholars from all over the world, right?"

Princess Taiping smiled and shook her head.

"Your Majesty is wrong. Those old men are not great scholars, but farmers in Zhuangzi."

"They are all over ninety years old."

"So old?" Li Longji was quite surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He had more important things to do before this trip.

Before he even reached the bedroom, a strong smell of Chinese medicine hit his face, making Li Longji cough.

Hearing the movement, Shangguan Wan'er came out to greet him.

After the coup, relations between the two parties have eased a lot.

Although in my heart I still want to put the other party to death, on the surface at least I can get by.

"Your Majesty arrived at a distant place to greet you. I hope you will forgive me!"

"You don't have to be polite, Zhongshushe. I'm here to check on Fan Xin's condition."

Nodding to a few people, Li Longji moved his eyes to the bed.

When he saw Fan Xin's appearance, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Almost didn't recognize it.

At this time, Fan Xin didn't look human at all. His face was completely black, and he was wrapped in white cloth. He looked like he was seriously injured and dying.

Seeing him coming, I tried to get up but was met with a violent cough.

"Forget it, let's just lie down and answer." Disgust flashed in Li Longji's eyes and he sat a little further away.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. My health is getting worse lately. Please bear with me if I am rude."

"It doesn't matter!"

Li Longji said lightly.

"This time I came to Prince Yan's Mansion. Firstly, I wanted to visit the emperor's aunt, and secondly, I wanted to tell you about the disaster situation in Henan." "Ahem..." Before Li Longji could finish his words, he was coughed by Fan Xin Sound interrupted.

Said with a wry smile.

"Your Majesty has promoted a minor minister. I am deeply saddened by the disaster in Henan. However, I am seriously ill and there is really no way I can share your worries."

Li Longji smiled slightly and said indifferently.

"It's okay for me to bring some imperial doctors with me this time and let them help you diagnose and treat you."

After speaking, he gave instructions to a white-haired old man.

"Li Ya, go and treat King Yan to find out what serious illness he has!"

When he came to the last four words, Li Longji emphasized his tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The imperial doctor bowed, took a step forward with the medicine box on his back, and held his hands towards Fan Xin.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." He said and put his finger on his porch.

While shaking his head, he stroked his beard and frowned.

For a long time, the imperial doctor looked at Fan Xin with a complicated expression, stood up and said.

"Your Majesty, King Yan's veins are sometimes up and down, sometimes up and down. Judging from Wei Chen's many years of experience in treating diseases, it is indeed a critical moment for his life."

"Oh? This actually happened!" Li Longji raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fan Xin in surprise.

At first, he thought that this guy was pretending to be sick to excuse him, but he didn't expect that he was really seriously ill.

If this is the case, we really can no longer expect him to go to Henan Province to provide disaster relief.

At this thought, Li Longji sighed secretly in his heart, and forced himself to cheer up and comfort him.

"Ji people have God's blessing. You should take good care of yourself at home. I will tell you when you are cured."

"Ahem, cough, cough. Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty. I'm ashamed."

Princess Taiping asked curiously as she watched Li Longji leave.

"Mr. Li is a well-known Xinglin expert. How did you hide this from him?"

"Yes, husband, how did you lose your pulse?"

Princess Yinzhu echoed.

Facing the questions from the girls, Fan Xin opened the quilt and took out a river pebble from under his armpit.

"If you put this thing under your arm, you can be like me."

"So that's it..." The girls suddenly realized.

Princess Taiping changed the subject and reminded.

"Although we escaped this time, if we didn't do anything, I'm afraid it would make His Majesty jealous."

"Husband, have you decided what to do?"

Fan Xin smiled slightly.

"My husband has already thought of this. Relieving people from disasters involves buying people's hearts."

"No one can do it except the emperor."

"But if the emperor personally takes on this important task, then we can rest assured to provide disaster relief."

The girls looked at each other, as if they had some understanding in their hearts...

On the way back to Daming Palace, Li Longji said nothing with a sullen face.

Apart from Fan Xin, who was the biggest helper, he really couldn't think of any other way to solve the floods in Henan.

"Your Majesty, the only thing we can do at this moment is you come forward."

Yao Chong cupped his hands and said.

"Oh, what do you mean by this?" Li Longji seemed to have thought of something in his heart.

"That's right, Your Majesty, you are the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. There is such a big flood in Henan Province. It stands to reason that you should visit the disaster area in person."

"And then..." Yao Chong showed a smile that could only be understood.

"I understand!" Li Longji slapped his forehead and said to the guard.

"Immediately pass the order and all the officials and gentry in Luoyang will follow me to the disaster area to inspect the situation."

"Anyone who violates the will will be punished as treason..."

Soon, the news that the emperor was going to take the princes, nobles, and wealthy families to inspect the disaster area in Bianzhou spread throughout the streets.

For a time, there was a lot of discussion and panic.

However, whether these people wanted to or not, they eventually sent a representative to follow the emperor to Bianzhou.

Along the way, everyone stopped talking when they saw thousands of victims fleeing the disaster.

Instead, there was a solemn look on his face.

The team marched for twenty miles. After hearing the news, Sima Yangxian of Bianzhou, who came over, knelt on the ground with several government officials.

"I am here to see Your Majesty, my Emperor..."

"Okay, let me ask you where are the governor and chief history officer of Bianzhou?"

Li Longji said with a gloomy expression.

Yang Xian lay on the ground and said in a trembling voice: Your Majesty, Governor Yun and Ma Changshi died in the line of duty when the flood came, leaving only Beizhi alone. "

Hearing these words, the princes, nobles, and wealthy people present gasped and changed their expressions.

Even the high-ranking governors and chief officials died in the flood.

Wouldn't the common people be even more miserable?

With this thought, Li Longji no longer cared about asking, stepped into the mud, and approached Bianzhou City.

But where are the magnificent buildings of the past in the swamp of Nuoda?

All that is left is a pair of ruins.

In order to boost morale, Yang Xian shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Folks, look quickly! His Majesty has personally come to the disaster area to see you!"

After the words fell, the victims, officers and soldiers lying on the ground looked up and looked at Li Longji.

There was no expression on his dull face.

Seeing this, Yang Xian's expression changed and he said to Li Longji awkwardly.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. These people have just been rescued from the ruins. They haven't eaten for two days. You don't want to get along with them."

Li Longji looked up to the sky and sighed, closing his eyes.

"How can I be the same as my own people? They are so miserable."

Speaking of this, Li Longji turned his eyes to the hundreds of wealthy people who were following him.

"You must have all seen the tragic situation in Henan Road. If there is no food, clothing, medicine, and shelter, I'm afraid more people will die."

"I will take the lead in donating twenty pairs of Ruyi jades, please show your support."

"This……"

The hearts of the wealthy families sank, secretly thinking that the emperor had indeed set his mind on them.

But they are not simple people either.

Duke Jingguo was the first to stand up and said, patting his chest.

"His Majesty's unscrupulous virtues really put me to shame. As a noble relative of the emperor, I naturally have to express my gratitude."

"Well, I'm willing to take the initiative to offer a family heirloom, a nine-turn bronze pot that never sleeps.

The name seemed very precious, but when an old urinal was brought up, all the wealthy people except the emperor secretly gave it a thumbs up.

As expected of Duke Jingguo, he bought a Han Dynasty antique worth eighty gold.

Under his influence, dozens of wealthy families came forward and each donated some valuable "antiques"

Li Longji's eyes turned red with anger, and he wished he could kill all these moths that only ate but did not eat.

Sensing the emperor's anger, the remaining princes and nobles secretly cried out in disgrace.

Each reluctantly donated 100 guan of copper coins. At last count, there were 200 antiques, 20,000 guan of copper coins, and 600 dans of grain. Two hundred sets of clothes.

"Your Majesty, all the officials present have completed their donations. Are they going to be sent to the Bianzhou government?"

Gao Lishi looked at Li Longji carefully while holding the account book.

The latter's face was red, he was breathing heavily, and his palms were clenched tightly...

"Eunuch Gao, are you too anxious? Our Zhonglie Mansion hasn't donated relief materials yet."

Princess Taiping led her son and walked over from a distance with a smile...

(End of this chapter)