Li Shimin and a cadre of ministers were as busy as spinning tops, and Cai Cong, the national teacher, seemed to have been forgotten, and no one ever mentioned it again.

"Now the temperature difference between day and night in Guanzhong is very large, and it is hot during the day to make people sweat, but at night it is so cold that people shiver. The poor people are okay anyway, and they still have tiled roofs, but you see that these homeless people don't even have clothes to cover their bodies. At night, the family can only huddle together to keep warm, and many people have been found sick today. ”

Walking in Chang'an City, Fang Xuanling looked at the homeless people all over the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, in addition to sealing his wife and son, they also had the idea of seeking a peaceful world for the people of the world, so that they would be famous through the ages, but how could this scene in front of them not be sad.

"Can't stand it? Then next year, maybe the year after you will die of depression. Cai Cong felt even more uncomfortable, he was born in a peaceful era, when had he seen the sores after the war, but the drought and locust plague in the first and second years of Zhenguan were more terrible, sweeping the entire Guanzhong Dao.

"What did you say?" Fang Xuanling turned around and asked.

"It's nothing, I said that you should talk to the ministers about these things, and what is the use of talking to me as a child." Cai Cong shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"You don't look at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, there is no one who is free except you, I came to you to make you understand the responsibilities of an official, not what I want you to say!"

Fang Xuanling said with a smile, Tianzhong's talent also needs to be cultivated, he took Cai Cong with him all day long just to teach him the skills of helping the people through the world, as for how much he understands, it depends on himself.

"Thank you for your support, your hard-working boy understands."

"Hmm......" Fang Xuanling nodded lightly, but he was very optimistic about Cai Cong in his heart, some people may think that his plan is extremely risky, but singing the empty city plan is not a big gamble. Cai Cong won, and tens of thousands of lives were saved.

"How can you solve the problem of tens of thousands of homeless people who lack food and clothing, but what do you think?" Fang Xuanling said calmly, they are all determined people, the sadness will pass after a while, and things will always be resolved.

"Now that the Chang'an grain depot has been swept away by the Turks, there is a steady stream of displaced people outside, and the lower officials don't know what to do." People can't stand out too much, and eight-year-olds should actually do something eight-year-olds. Afterwards, Cai Cong also thought about why no one in the Manchu Dynasty, including the emperor, mentioned him, because he did what these people couldn't do.

Although it is a great thing, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a Buddha of ten thousand families, but this serious sweep of the face of the whole dynasty, the emperor does not automatically speak, who will stand up and ask for merit for him? Therefore, if there is no matching identity and status, you should not be too outstanding.

"You're good enough to think that the problem will get worse. However, officials should broaden their horizons and not just think about one place. Since you can think of the influx of displaced people from all over the world into Chang'an, why can't you think of King Qin's army carrying food? ”

"But the army wants to eat, and their military rations cannot be deducted, otherwise the mutiny will be more serious."

"Your Majesty has decreed that the troops of King Qin in various places should only leave the rations for the return journey, let them return to their garrisons on the spot, and escort the rest of the grain into Beijing. As for the grain collected locally by the various armies, it was deducted from taxes. Remember to be open to your ideas, in fact, many things can be solved by just changing your mind. ”

"The lower official seems to understand a little, thank you, sir." Cai Cong pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and saw Fang Xuanling pinching his three-inch beard with satisfaction and nodded.

"Two eggs, two eggs! O my son! Without you, what should my mother do in the future? ”

"Let go, if you don't let go, the uncle will leave, and you dare to cry."

Suddenly, not far away came the dialogue between the bull's head and the horse's mouth, one sad, the other impatient. Cai Cong looked over, the tears of a woman holding a child and crying were almost dry, and a helpless man next to her couldn't stop slapping himself.

Opposite them were a few people dressed as servants in green clothes, all with impatient faces, and some frightened children around them, following them closely.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Cai Cong still has a great sense of justice, and when he sees this scene, he doesn't care if he asks what's going on first.

"Back to the words of the little boy......"

"Bastard, call me an adult. This is Dr. Cai Cong and Master Cai. ”

The Tsing Yi slave saw that Cai Cong was wearing silk, and there were a few powerful guards by his side, thinking that it was the son of a family, and he didn't dare to offend, and when he heard the guards say that he was Cai Cong, his eyes shrank.

The common people did not know who this master was, but the servants of these wealthy families often heard their masters and friends talk about this powerful child. Thinking of this, he hurriedly bent down and said: "Back to Lord Xiao Cai, my master ordered the little one to come out and buy some slaves to go back, no, the little one is being selected!" ”

"It's a crime to buy and sell human beings!" Cai Cong scolded without thinking about it, even if he was a thief in his previous life, he looked down on these unscrupulous traffickers from the bottom of his heart.

"Wronged! Xiao Cai, the little ones don't dare to break the law in the slightest, every child has a deed of sale signed by their parents, and the official documents are also recorded on the side! ”

The servant in Tsing Yi immediately cried out, and there was still a yamen clerk by his side who was registering. Cai Cong then remembered that in ancient times, as long as the parents agreed to buy and sell, it was not illegal.

"Uncle, please buy my daughter too! Otherwise, she will starve to death...... At this time, the woman who sold her son fell to the ground and kowtowed desperately, and a little girl who was lying behind her and was blocked was revealed.

"Get out, it looks like a money-losing goods who are about to die, what are you going to do? Besides, my master said that as long as the man is man, the woman is useless. When facing the poor family, this slave in Tsing Yi was cruel, kicked the woman away, pulled up the crying child and slapped him, and wanted to leave with a smile on Cai Cong.

"Take it, beat me, hit it hard, and break his leg for me after the beating." Seeing this scene, Cai Cong couldn't help but be angry, Meng Baolai and a few people went up and held down the slave in Tsing Yi is beating, they knew best that those parts of the human body hurt when they were beaten, and suddenly the slave was beaten and cried wolf.

"The surname Cai, you dare to beat me, the master of my family is the prince of Changping County, if you dare to beat me, you will die." The slaves in Tsing Yi not only did not beg for mercy, but arrogantly threatened people.

"This ......" Seeing that the bastard lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, Meng Baolai never expected him to be so thick. The clenched fists are clenched tightly, but they don't know where to use their strength.

"Keep fighting, that leg broke for me. If he thinks that I have broken his face, he can go and sue the emperor. You tear up all these deeds, I raise these people, the food of the court is about to arrive, and then everyone can return to their hometown to farm, and there is no need to sell their children and daughters. ”

Meng Baolai broke the slave's feet to ninety degrees, and ignored his terrible screams, and found a bunch of deed of sale on him and handed them to Cai Cong.

"Ten copper plates for a child, that's not as good as a piece of paper! The Zhang family is really a good family! Cai Cong said coldly, and tore up all the deeds of sale on the spot.