Huazhou is located on the south side of the river, there are seven counties, from the southwest to the northeast are sour jujube, Yucheng, Kuangcheng, Lingchang, Weicheng, Baima, Weinan, of which Baima County is the state where the state is located. The White Horse garrison has left and right Chongya, Long Sword and other armies. After the disaster was reported, the imperial court ordered the four counties of Sujube to take in and resettle as appropriate, and afterwards according to the number of displaced people reported by the four counties, the corresponding funds were allocated for relief to the victims. ”

After Li Congjing led the team to leave Luoyang, he and the team were separated at Bishui Pass, and took Mo Li, Wang Pu and others to take the first step with the guards, and hurried for three days, arriving at the border of Huazhou sour jujube at noon on this day.

The big river is not far away, the sound of the waves can be faintly heard, Wang Pu pointed to the direction of the big river, and said to Li Congjing: "Xinxiang, Gongcheng, and Acropolis on the other side of the river were also affected, but the disaster was relatively light, and the river was surging, and the victims could not wade the river to this side." If His Highness wants to see the situation in Xinxiang and Gongcheng, he can find a boat from here. ”

"Xinxiang, Gongcheng" Li Congjing chewed on these two place names, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "I haven't been to these places for a long time." ”

Lin Ying rode up and said loudly: "Four years ago, the Acropolis and Qimen fought a battle, but the last general followed His Highness's first battle, ho, His Highness became famous with this battle, so he was able to build an army in Qimen, speaking of which, these two places are also the blessed land of His Highness!" ”

The eight hundred guards of the Qin Wangfu Mansion are customized by the Prince's Mansion, and the number cannot be changed, Li Congjing takes the gentlemen stationed outside Luoyang City as the foundation, and takes turns to stay in the guards, and after Lin Ying moves the gentlemen to the left, he still follows Li Congjing.

Li Congjing smiled, "Although it is the old place, I would like to visit it again, but this destination is not here, and I have no time to cross the river." After that, he said to everyone: "I didn't go to Huazhou, but I saw a lot of displaced people along the way, although it is not a scale, it can not be underestimated, and then it is the sour jujube, how the disaster in Huazhou is handled, and when I arrived at the county seat of the sour jujube, I knew that I was lonely and anxious. ”

"There is another half a day's journey, and you can rush to the county seat of Suojube." Don't deviate.

Li Congjing nodded, and a group of more than ten people quickly whipped up and walked along the official road.

Half a day later, the stone city rises from the flat ground, and the sour dates are in sight. The crowd slowed down and approached.

Cottages outside the city, fertile fields outside the village, and the fields are longitudinal and horizontal. The autumn harvest is over, there are not many crops in the fields, and there are piles of straw as far as the eye can see, and the hills are also similar, scattered and there seems to be some kind of pattern. There are peasants working in the fields, doing things like plowing the fields.

Li Congjing's team didn't attract much attention, there were not many of them, they were neither wearing official robes nor armor, but the guards even hid their sabers well, as for the long sword worn by Wang Pu, it was just a scholar's sword, and in the eyes of others, I am afraid that the modification effect is greater than the actual effect.

Near the county seat, there are more pedestrians, there are all kinds of people coming and going, there are sergeants standing guard at the city gate, and there are several sheds outside the city. The shed was full of homeless people, with tattered clothes and sallow-faced, and the sun was slightly warm at this time, and those people sat in groups of three or five, basking in the sun outside the shed, revealing a little leisurely appearance, some bare-bottomed children chasing and playing, and a few earth dogs sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails from side to side.

"There are groups of wooden sheds, so as to shelter from the wind and rain, two bowls of thick porridge, and you have to float for many days." Keeping the vision in his eyes, folding the fan and shaking it gently on his chest, Mo Li showed his signature unpredictable smile, "This homeless person in Sour Zao County is very comfortable. ”

As he spoke, gongs sounded in some of the wooden sheds, and the homeless people flocked to them, but the wooden huts began to give porridge. Li Congjing turned his head and signaled to Meng Songbai, who immediately dismounted and ran to a porridge shed to inspect the quality and quantity of porridge rice.

"If you can get another torn cotton coat and wrap yourself in warmth, you will be able to get through this cold winter." Wang Pu's face did not see the shade, and there was no fox-like expression, "Judging from the current situation, the resettlement of the displaced people in sour dates is not inappropriate. The wooden hut is covered with a veil, although it is not enough to settle down, and the temporary residence will not freeze to death, and two bowls of thick porridge are not enough to fill the stomach, and the expedient measure can not starve to death. The homeless people are already pitifully poor, can they not starve to death and freeze to death, and save their lives, what are they not satisfied with? ”

Lin Ying didn't have Mo Li and Wang Pu's fancy intestines, and frowned when she heard this: "Although it won't be dead for the time being, what about the future?" The general did not understand the civil affairs, but he could also see that it was not a long-term solution to be placed in a wooden shed and to continue his life with porridge and rice. After the beginning of spring next year, if these displaced people do not have access to land, how will they work? Without labor, where will we find food in the coming year? ”

Mo Li glanced at Lin Ying and said with a smile: "General Lin is really as wise as a torch!" ”

Lin Ying was puzzled, and wondered: "Could it be that the last general said something wrong?" Mr. Mo, don't laugh at the last general, the last general is a rough man, he doesn't understand local government affairs, the last general only heard that the imperial court has an order, let the prefectures and counties near the disaster area accept the displaced people according to the situation, give them household registration, allocate land, and help them live in the local area. But the scene in front of him will be dull in the end, and I don't see that the sour jujube has the intention of accepting these displaced people! ”

Wang Pu took over the conversation and said slowly: "However, the imperial court also said that it is accepted by various states and counties according to the situation, because the ability of each region to accept foreign people is different, because the imperial court does not have hard and fast rules. In this way, even if the states and counties only temporarily set up sheds to resettle the displaced people, the imperial court could not blame it afterwards, and at most reprimanded two sentences. ”

Mo Li said hesitantly: "Wen Bo's words are a bit worse, the place can set up a porridge shack to resettle the homeless, so that the homeless people do not die in vain or become a mob, it is already a merit, how can you reprimand?" ”

Wang Pu's face was a little dark, and he retorted: "That's the black heart of the magistrate, and it is also a situation that only occurs when the government is not clear!" ”

Mo Li smiled and did not refute.

The two have different personalities, which will naturally affect the angle from which they look at the problem. Mo Li is in the conspiracy and calculation all day long, and he sees too much of the ugliness of human nature, and it is inevitable that his views on world affairs are sinister, especially for those officials in the world. After Wang Pu defected to Li Congjing, he presided over government affairs in Youzhou, where the people were simple and the army and the people worked together to fight against the Khitan, and he had little experience of the dark side of the world, so there was more righteousness in his character.

Lin Ying scratched his head and puzzled: "The last general heard that the increase or decrease of local household registration is an important indicator in the performance evaluation. ”

Under the rule of Li Congjing, he has always advocated answering all questions and encouraging everyone to seek knowledge.

This question made Wang Pu open his mouth, and he didn't know where to answer, so Li Congjing personally explained his confusion, "If the magistrate wants to resettle the displaced people, he must have land and land, but where does the land come from?" The original land of the land has a lord, and since there is a lord, how can the magistrate requisition? If it is forcibly expropriated, will it not jeopardize local interests and attract local groups to attack it? Not only that, the influx of foreigners into the county will inevitably encroach on various local resources. The inherent resources of the local area are constant, and now that there are more people to share, the share of the local people will naturally decrease, and how can the local people accept it? If it is forcibly distributed, it will not cause unrest. Such a gain outweighs the loss, and naturally no one does it. ”

Lin Ying nodded as if he had understood, and since Li Congjing had already spoken, he begged to be able to speak thoroughly, and added: "Moreover, the state and county officials have been in the local area for a long time, so they must not be entangled with local forces, and the interests of each other have long been intertwined, forming a situation of both losses. In this way, it is not that the local officials are unable to do so, but that they are unwilling to touch local interests. ”

Seeing Li Congjing's words on this part, Mo Li no longer stayed out of the matter, and also added: "The stability of one side has its own order, and everyone is under this order." If order exists, the people under the order will live in peace, and if the order is destroyed, the original balance will be broken, and everyone will suffer. For this reason, everyone is inevitably defending this order, and if an external force tries to endanger or break this order, it will be attacked by a group. ”

After speaking, he asked Lin Ying, who was stunned, "General Lin understands?" ”

Lin Ying thought for a while and said tentatively: "The order that Mr. Mo said should exist in the whole world. From this point of view, isn't it that we are inspecting the prefectures and counties with His Highness this time, intending to deal with the improper treatment of the displaced people by the prefectures and counties, is it not to break the original order of the prefectures and counties? ”

"Yes! General Lin is so perceptive! Mo Li snapped open the folding fan, shook it gently, and smiled, "It's not just this inspection of the state and county, there will be many such things in the future." General Lin, are you scary? ”

Lin Ying didn't care about Mo Li's jokes, so she was naturally not afraid.

Li Congjing looked at the porridge shack and wooden shed outside the city of Suozao County, and saw the ragged people competing for food, and then went to the side with a broken bowl with a happy face, squatted down and tasted it carefully, as if waiting for a treasure, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

It is not easy to deal with a matter of displaced people, let alone implement a new policy and promote cultural governance?

Suppressing mergers, lightly discharging small endowments, suppressing arrogant soldiers, and reducing the power of feudal towns, which thing is not to break the inherent order of one side?

However, if the old order is not broken, the new order cannot be established.

"Let's go, let's go to the city." Li Congjing dispelled the inexplicable emotion in his heart and rode forward.

The crowd followed

An Zhongzhu stood by the window, and waited for the cold plum to bloom in the courtyard. He likes cold plums, because they can withstand the cold, withstand wind and frost, and can bloom the most dazzling colors when they are most impossible.

It's the same with what he wants to be a human being.

Troubled times are like cold winters, wind and frost are like the sinister way of the world, only by withstanding the wind and rain, not afraid of the snow, in order to be in the silence of all the flowers, the first place, proud of the world. At this time, Hanmei is favored by heaven and earth, and there is nothing to compete with it, so it is naturally valued by the world.

There are all kinds of styles in the world, and there is nothing comparable to the one who leads the way.

The only one that can look at all things. Reading the scenery of the world, looking down on the world, it is not in vain to be a big husband.

The cold wind blew on his face, and An Chongzhu didn't feel the cold, but showed a smile on his face.

A letter was handed out in the palace, and Li Siyuan intended to marry him as a child.

He thought it was good. When the time comes, the momentum comes to an end, and I really can't stop it.

Since he and Kong Xun agreed to assist King Zhao, An Chongzhu has been thinking about how to approach King Zhao in the past two days, win his trust, and help him ascend to the throne in a good name. This is an extremely difficult thing to do, everything in this world has different postures, but all have their value, and in his current status, everything that has value is easy to obtain. However, there is a thing in this world, which has been priceless since ancient times, and it has always been difficult to hold it in your hand.

This thing is trust.

Pifu has the trust of relatives and friends, and is not afraid of blood splashing five steps; The handsome soldiers are trusted, and they are not afraid of swords and guns; The king has the trust of his people, and he is not afraid to go to the soup.

An Chongzhi thought to himself, if he could win the trust of King Zhao, he would be able to maintain power. If you don't see you, once a son of heaven and a courtier, if you want to change the king and not be weak, you have to hand over the king of the day first.

Concubine De is really good, she helped her in vain, in this world, it is rare to see such a loving and righteous woman.

A letter from the palace said that this time Li Siyuan designated the prince to marry the daughter of An Chongzhi, and it was King Zhao.

Of course, there is only King Zhao. An Chongzhu thought to himself. He began to wonder which daughter to marry.

Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and someone came to visit.