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After the rain stopped, the streets of Chang'an City were full of stagnant water, Tang Zhou's Tanghou Mansion was fine, only a few trees fell and a house was smashed, but the other people in Chang'an City were not so lucky.

In this era, most of the houses of ordinary people are built with adobe bricks, adobe bricks are the most waterless, these days the wind and rain are urgent and heavy, but there are many people who are buried because they escape from the house too slowly.

In the city of Chang'an, there are crooked trees everywhere, and some homeless people have frustration on their faces.

Tang Zhou walked through the streets, and all he saw was sadness, which made him very uneasy.

Although he Tang Zhou didn't have a compassionate heart, seeing these people like this, he still wanted to reach out to help them, but with so many people, how could he help?

A child was lying in his mother's arms, his eyes were wide, he was still very young, but there was no innocence in his eyes, only fear and sadness.

An old woman was walking with difficulty in the stagnant water, and suddenly one of her feet accidentally fell to the ground, and half of her rickety body was submerged in the water.

Cicadas sounded all around, and when passing by some music shops, you could faintly hear the amusement of the rich and powerful.

The world is inherently diverse, and it is different.

Tang Zhou watched scene after scene, and finally came to Cuiming Tower.

After three days of rain, Cuiming Building was closed for three days, and today the weather is fine, and those diners who come here are suddenly much more than before.

Liu Ziyi saw Tang Zhou coming, and hurriedly greeted him: "Little Marquis, why are you here?" ”

Tang Zhou smiled and asked, "How many sides are there in the inn?" ”

"There should be dozens of stones."

"All of them were made into steamed buns, and a disaster relief point was set up at the entrance of Cuiming Building to distribute homeless people."

Suddenly hearing Tang Zhou's words, Liu Ziyi was stunned for a moment: "Little Marquis, what about our business here?" ”

"We don't make all the noodles or the dishes that require noodles." What Tang Zhou said is affirmative and cannot be questioned.

Liu Ziyi saw that Tang Zhou had the heart to help those people, and his heart suddenly softened, and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to the little marquis." ”

Liu Ziyi's movements were very fast, after the pots of steamed buns came out, they immediately carried out disaster relief and delivery at the door of Cuiming Building.

After these people received the steaming steamed buns, they devoured them and praised them as they ate.

"The heavy rain destroyed the house we were waiting for and left us without food, but in the end it was the little Hou Ye who came to help us, and the little Hou Ye is really a good person."

"It's not, the little marquis is a good person, and good people have good rewards."

"The little marquis treats us like this, but in the future, if the little marquis has any needs, we will not be able to refuse."

"Eat yours, what is the identity of the little marquis, what needs can he have, he just has needs, do you have the ability to help him?"

"No, no, isn't it possible that you haven't heard of the allusion of the chicken and dog thief, in the world, there will always be some uses, and the chicken and dog thieves are still like this, not to mention us?"

The person who said this seemed to have read some books, and after he said this, the others immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, we shouldn't be presumptuous, today the little marquis helped us, and we will be rewarded another day." ”

When these people said these things, they all said them when they were eating steamed buns in private, Tang Zhou didn't know, of course, Tang Zhou never thought of asking these people to repay him.

But the hearts of people in the world are like this, and they know their own warmth and coldness.

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Just when Tang Zhou was here in Cuiming Tower for disaster relief, there was a different scene in the palace.

Because of the heavy rain for three consecutive days, the hundred officials have not come to the court in the past few days, and today the rain has stopped, and the early dynasty will naturally start again.

Because of the three-day squeezing of the recital, the discussion was fierce from the beginning of this morning, and it lasted for a long time.

After discussing the matter in this way, Wei Zheng suddenly stood up and said, "Holy Lord, the minister has his own music. ”

Everyone is afraid of Wei Zheng, because as soon as he opens his mouth, he will replace his opinions and impeach people, but he is an official of the Yushitai, and his duties are these, so no one can stop him.

Seeing this, Li Shimin asked, "What does Wei Aiqing want to say?" ”

"Holy Lord, after three days of heavy rain, the houses of many people in Chang'an City and the surrounding areas collapsed, and now these people are homeless and have no houses to live in, and the minister suggested that the imperial court should come up with some money to help them rebuild their houses, and before the houses are built, they should also be provided with accommodation."

Although Wei Zheng was already old, his voice was as bright as a bell, and after he said these words in the main hall, his voice echoed in the main hall for a long time, and the ministers listened to it, looked at each other, and then suddenly began to talk.

"The ministers feel that Lord Wei's proposal is very good, the people are displaced, and the court should build houses for them so that they have a place to live."

"The minister thinks that it should be the same, the people are the foundation of my Tang Dynasty, and they are all my children, don't let them chill their hearts."

Some of the officials in the court were still very soft-hearted, so they proposed that the court should build houses for the people, but there were also some officials who did not think the same as these people.

"The minister thinks that what Lord Wei said is not enough to consider, my people in Chang'an don't have a little spare money, and if the house collapses, they will pay for it and build it again, the money in the imperial court is used to fight wars, without this money to support those soldiers, how can I expand the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and how can my Tang soldiers protect their families and defend the country?"

"Yes, the court's money should be used for important things, but the collapse of the house is not a particularly big disaster, when disasters occur in previous years, such as floods and locust plagues, then the court will send people to the disaster relief, but three days of heavy rain washed down some houses, it is not a disaster, after the time passes, it can always recover."

As soon as the opponents said this, the previous supporters quit.

"What counts as a minor disaster? As long as the people are displaced, the imperial court cannot ignore it, and can it not be called a disaster just because the area of the disaster has not expanded? Now that there are people with nowhere to go and no food to eat, do we want us to watch them live in the streets and starve to death in the streets? ”

"Master Zhang is reasonable, as an official, in addition to governing the country, you must also love the people."

After the supporters fought back like this, the opponents also snorted coldly: "The money of the imperial court should be used where it is available, if we help these people now, what if we need money to fight in the future, we should focus on the big things first." ”

While the ministers were arguing fiercely, a eunuch hurried in.