Chapter 137: Sacrifice to the Heavens (I)
"Yes, that's all there is to do for now! However, Lao Chen also had a suggestion, it is best to divide the disaster victims into states and counties for relief, firstly, to prevent accidents, and secondly, to avoid the suffering of those refugees. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wei Zheng said again: "Just in the north of Tongguan, there are no less than 30,000 refugees gathered now, and other places are also gathering one after another, this matter may be dealt with as soon as possible!" ”
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Some people say that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there is hatred, and this sentence is not false at all for the current disaster victim groups.
When the second group of refugees arrived at the foot of Chang'an, the wall that was still slightly sheltered from the wind and rain could no longer accommodate enough people to inhabit, and then the battle began.
A physically fit person always has a certain advantage, so when one person begins to steal other people's territory and tastes the sweetness, this plan, which is only in the minds of most people, is quickly accepted by more people, and for a time the whole city wall becomes miserable, and with it comes a burst of painful wails and begging.
No one will pity anyone, they all want to live, so the ugliest side of human nature is immediately exposed in broad daylight.
At first, it was just for the habitat, then for the food, and when it developed to the point that even the gruel for relief had to be shared with others, some people learned to resist, and then more people rebelled, knowing that in the end, several forces, large and small, formed in the whole refugee area.
Even though the porridge is still being distributed every day, there are still people dying every day, and the city gate guards have urgently quit smoking and strengthened their precautions, and the entire Chang'an people are panicked for a while!
It was at this time that the rumors came out.
"The mountains and rivers change, the gods will be, and the sky is vast if they do not cultivate virtue.
The people are bitter, the people are panicked, and it is Erlang who does not shock the world. ”
At first, it was only circulated outside the city, and overnight, this sentence spread throughout Chang'an!
Li Erzheng listened to the report with an angry face.
"Your Majesty, now the whole of Chang'an is reciting this ballad, and the slave has checked all the clues but can't find out who the person who spread the rumors is!" Listening to the wind, he looked at Li Er, who was still silent, and said urgently: "But people from the five surnames and seven sects have come to Chang'an recently!" ”
"Of course you can't find it! Hum! Li Eryi slapped the table case and said hatefully: "Shandong scholars, don't you think that I really don't dare to use swords and soldiers!" ”
Li Er was definitely not a benevolent emperor, otherwise it would not have been possible to sit on the throne.
He knew very well in his heart that in fact, this time it was a power struggle without fireworks!
As an old aristocracy, the five surnames and seven sects are among the representative families, because the emerging nobles of the founding heroes have gradually risen, which has led to the weakening of their status, so this is the time for them to take action with the help of the locust plague.
The ancients revered heaven and earth, and always attributed irresistible power to ghosts and gods, and when the imperial power needed this theory of heaven and man to rule the people, it was naturally bound by certain constraints.
It is this kind of imperial power, vassal power, people, divine will.... All kinds of intricate mutual constraints formed the ancient system of relations.
Of course, Li Er is clear about what is in this, the five surnames and seven sects are also clear, and even the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are very clear, but no one says it clearly.
"Your Majesty, do you want to ....." Listening to the cold voice of the wind, he gently swiped his hand towards his neck and made a movement to wipe his neck.
His meaning was very clear, he was asking Li Er if he wanted to assassinate these people!
In Tingfeng's view, although this is a palliative rather than a cure, it is always good to buy some time. After all, these people who came to Chang'an are all unique figures in their families, and now that the situation has developed to this extent, it is very likely that they are directing behind the scenes, once they assassinate a few people, even if they can't immediately eliminate hidden dangers, they can always play all roles.
"No! I don't need these tactics to deal with these people! Li Er waved his hand and said confidently: "Since they want to use locusts to force me to submit, then I can also use locusts to discredit them!" As he spoke, Li Er's eyes revealed a cold glow, and he said loudly word by word: "Inform me to sacrifice to the sky tomorrow!" ”
As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!
Li Er wanted to sacrifice to the sky, and in addition to the eunuchs, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as the nobles of the entire Chang'an, had to be busy.
It was already evening when Zhang Yi received the news from the Ministry of Rites, and as a glorious Tang Dynasty noble, he naturally needed to participate.
I can't remember whether Li Er gave himself an edict or killed a river of blood, but the large-scale locust plague recorded in history ended slowly, and the Tang Dynasty began to conquer the Quartet.
Heavy horns lined up on both sides of the temple, and the low sound of the horns made a low hum.
"Woo! ~~~”
"Woo! ~”
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Zhang Yi was arranged under the high platform on the right side of the Taimiao, and of course there were many acquaintances, such as the president of the Tai Hospital and the judge of the hospital.......
"Mr. Sun, are you okay in the palace recently?" Seeing Sun Simiao, who was in good spirits at a glance, Zhang Yi hurriedly said hello.
Sun Simiao did not wear the old broken robe of the past this time, on the contrary, a new Tai Chi Taoist robe dressed in apricot yellow and inlaid with countless gold edges is his current outfit, holding a dust whisk and matching a head of pale hair, he doesn't need to dress up at all, just a glance from a distance, he can immediately associate this with the immortal.
Zhang Yi felt very pleasing to the eye about Sun Simiao's current appearance, since he was a Taoist master, he should appear with such an imagination in order to show the true colors of the immortal family, but when he saw the master constantly bending over and twisting his back as if he was itching, this sense of beauty disappeared.
It was very strange how there could be a Taoist priest beside Sun Simiao, but seeing that Sun Simiao was still worried about the medicine field even though he was in the palace, Zhang Yi could think that this old man's life might not be easy recently, at least in terms of action, he was definitely not free. Zhang Yi's understanding of Sun Simiao is also relatively clear, he is the kind of casual temperament, and he is not picky about life, he is completely the type of cabbage, tofu, wine, and meat.
"Good, naturally good!" Sun Simiao seemed to be very unaccustomed to the Taoist robe on his body, but fortunately, there was a little Taoist priest who didn't live by his side to help him tidy up his appearance, so he didn't look weird, and when he saw that it was Zhang Yi, he immediately came to his senses, and hurriedly asked, "Are the medicinal materials in the medicine field good?" ”
Glancing at the little Taoist, Zhang Yi replied with a smile: "The medicine field is naturally fine, it seems that Your Majesty is planning to seal the title for Daoist Jin, which is really gratifying!" ”