Chapter 8 Words are not shocking, and death is endless

In early summer, it was a little chilly in the morning, but when the sun rose, it quickly warmed up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The willow branches next to Luoshui have pulled out new shoots, and they are already verdant and vibrant, and compared with the beginning of the year, they have been turned upside down.

Niu Er led his two sons and shuttled through the crowd with great strides, turning around from time to time to urge the lady behind him: "Hurry up, if it's slow, you won't be able to catch up." ā€

Niu Er's lady carried a flower basket in her hand and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead: "It's all your fault for being verbose when you go out, and now you blame me." ā€

"Today, His Royal Highness the King of Qin and the head of the king enter the city, I don't clean up a little neatly, so I can thank the benefactor."

The two of them squeezed around in the crowd, and finally squeezed to the front of the crowd, and looked at the end of the heavenly street, just as there was a team of honor guards coming out of the Dingding Gate and heading towards this side. Where, the crowds on both sides of the heavenly street threw petals to the guard of honor, and from time to time people ran out and knelt in front of the guard of honor to offer gifts, and the short distance took half an hour to come to the front of Niu Er and his wife.

"The one wearing the golden bright light armor is His Royal Highness King Qin......" The crowd suddenly burst into cheers.

"The silver armor next to him is the head of the king......" There was another cheer.

Niu Er Niangzi threw the petals that were still dewy forward, Niu Er ran to the honor guard with a pair of Liuhe boots and knelt down, holding the boots high with both hands: "Grass people Niu Er, thank you His Royal Highness King Qin for saving my family's life." ā€

The honor guard in front of him was already full of gifts, and he was about to free up his hand to pick it up, but Li Er jumped off the horse, walked to Niu Er's side in a few steps and took the Liuhe boots with both hands. Touching the dense needle eye on his boots, Li Er was a little excited, from the moment he entered the city, he deeply felt the love of the people of Luoyang for him.

Li Shimin personally helped Niu Er up: "How can Xiao Wang He De get such a generous gift from the people of Luoyang." ā€

Niu Er had tears in his eyes: "If it weren't for His Highness's concern for us poor people, I would have starved to death during the Chinese New Year, I have no other skills, only an ancestral leather craftsman's skills, please don't dislike Your Highness." ā€

Li Er patted the other party's shoulder, immediately took off the boots under his feet, and replaced them with brand-new Liuhe boots, and the onlookers cheered again.

Wang Mai pursed his lips, this Li Er is a natural politician, and he is unambiguous in his show. Then I heard Li Er shouting to the crowd: "The people of Luoyang have suffered, and this king has once again announced that the people of the city will be exempted from paying taxes for one year......"

"Thank you, King Qin......"

The people on both sides of the Heavenly Street were suddenly overjoyed, and they knelt down towards Li Er.

This person is shameless and invincible, Wang Mai said in his heart, he received an imperial decree from the imperial court early in the morning, and the whole world was tax-exempt for a year, but when he came to him, it seemed that Luoyang could be tax-exempt because of his merits.

After walking for a whole morning, the group entered under the Luoshui Bridge outside the imperial city. There are still some wreckage left in the burned building on the Tianmen, Li Er looked at the city gate that was scorched by the flames and sighed: "This is the anger of the people!" ā€

Wei Zheng nodded: "Wang Shichong is so virtuous that he deviates from morality, and finally ends up in a different place. ā€

The veteran Qu Tutong had already waited here with the people who stayed in Luoyang, and when he saw Li Er and others coming, a group of people hurriedly greeted him.

Everyone got off the horse, and under the leadership of Qu Tutong, they slowly visited the palace all the way along the road of the imperial city, and walked to the front of the Qianyang Palace, and everyone shook their heads: "This palace is so luxurious, it is all taken from the people's fat and people's ointment, how can there be a reason for not dying in the country?" ā€

"Someone!" Hearing this, Li Er beckoned the guards over, stretched out his right hand and pointed to the Qianyang Hall in front of him, "Quickly burn this hall down!" ā€

"Wait!" A voice rang out from behind him.

When everyone looked back, it was Wang Mai, who was out of breath.

Wang Mai took a difficult step forward, holding on to the fat railing of the steps and climbing up, damn Li Er, he had to let Lao Tzu wear a suit weighing dozens of pounds, obviously he couldn't get along with me.

Li Er looked at Wang Mai's embarrassed figure and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Manager Wang wears this armor quite like a famous general. ā€

Everyone pursed their lips when they heard this, and they wanted to laugh but felt that it was inappropriate, and they felt uncomfortable.

Finally climbed the steps, Wang Mai laboriously took off the helmet around his neck, gasped and asked, "Your Highness wants to burn down the Qianyang Palace?" ā€

"Yes," Li Er stood with his hands in his hands, "Poverty and luxury are the harbingers of the death of the country, and this hall is extremely unknown." ā€

Luoyang City has gone through two generations of regimes, all of which perished, and Li Er said that this palace is unknown, but it has aroused a resonance among everyone.

"But I think that there is no inevitable connection between poverty and luxury and the extinction of the country." Wang Mai said.

"Why did Ji Kai say this?" Wei Zheng frowned, "Throughout the ages, how many emperors have fallen here, how can there be no connection?" ā€

"It is not appropriate to be poor and extravagant, but it is also necessary to distinguish the situation, a monarch like Yang Guang, who completely ignores the life and death of the common people, just to satisfy his own selfish desires, will naturally perish sooner or later. But please think about it, when Emperor Wen of Sui was in power, he also built Daxing City, why were the people able to live and work in peace and contentment at that time and did not cause trouble? Wang Mai said with a painstaking panting.

"During Yang Jian's reign, the treasury was full, the people were rich, and the construction of Daxing City was naturally unhindered." Li Er said.

"As far as I know, when Yang Guanggang ascended the throne, the people were also very wealthy, better than his father, but in just ten years, the situation of the Sui Dynasty took a sharp turn for the worse, and he dared to ask, is it true that Yang Guang will not perish if he does not repair this palace?"

"Strong words!" Li Er was a little displeased.

"Since ancient times, emperors have built some palaces to enjoy, and the life of emperors is naturally more luxurious, which is understandable. Yang Guang's original intention of building Luoyang City was originally good, Luoyang is located in the Central Plains, connecting the north and the south, and the construction of the capital here is also out of consideration for the benefit of the community. I thought that it was common for the imperial court to build some large-scale projects in peacetime, and there was no fuss. ā€

Everyone nodded their heads, and it was true that there were few emperors who didn't like a luxurious life.

"On the contrary, I believe that in the years of natural disasters, some large-scale national projects should be built." Wang Mai's words are not shocking, and he is endless.

"Babbling ......"

"How can this be ......?"

"It's ridiculous......"

When everyone heard this, they were all indignant, thinking that Wang Mai was grandstanding.

Li Er frowned, what did this Wang Mai want to say?

"After listening to this," Wang Mai arched his hand, "whenever a natural disaster comes, the people have nowhere to beg for a living, and in order to feed themselves, they sell their sons and daughters, and even gather people to plot rebellion. If we can build some big projects in disaster years, such as building bridges and roads, building dams and embankments, and let these people who can't eat do these jobs, give them a bite to eat, so that the people can live, then who will rebel? This not only solves the people's livelihood, but also adds countless big projects to the country, so why not? When the Wagang army captured Luocang, dozens of warehouses were full, and some of the Chen Gu at the bottom of the warehouse were more than ten years old, if Yang Guang understood this truth and could open the warehouse in time and dispose of it properly, instead of blindly suppressing it by force, would the Sui Dynasty still perish? ā€

Wang Mai's words fell into everyone's ears word by word, and everyone was silent, savoring the meaning of the words.

"Not bad!" The veteran Qu Tutong sighed, he went through the two emperors of the Sui Dynasty and watched the Great Sui from prosperity to decline, and his heart was very touched. At that time, some people did propose to Emperor Daye to open a warehouse to help the people, but Yang Guang refused. In the end, although the granaries of the whole country were full, they became fat in the eyes of various rebel armies, and these granaries fell into the hands of the enemy, hastening the demise of the Sui Dynasty.

Li Er also nodded frequently when he heard this, this is indeed a good strategy, and looked at Wang Mai with appreciative eyes: "If the Emperor of the Great Cause has a courtier like you, the Sui Dynasty will definitely not perish." ā€

"Your Highness thinks too highly of me," Wang Mai shook his head, "Yang Guanggang is stubborn and insists on going his own way, how can he listen to the words of advice?" ā€

"But this Qianyang Palace is too luxurious, and I am afraid that it will be hated by the people." Wei Zheng said worriedly.

Li Er nodded when he heard this, and looked at Wang Mai again: "In your opinion, how to deal with it?" ā€

"Tear down and sell," said Wang Mai, "these are all ointments taken from the people, and it would be a pity to burn them down with a fire, so it is better to demolish the palace, destroy those things that are contrary to etiquette, and sell the rest, and then return the money to the people." There are still many people in Luoyang who live below the subsistence line, and it is good to help them. ā€

Everyone nodded approvingly: "So it's the best!" ā€

"Good!" Li Er smiled and nodded, "Then according to what you say." ā€

Li Er took everyone around the palace, and had lunch in the Ziwei Palace before leaving the palace.

"I heard that there is a Nuoda study building in Luoyang, which was built by Manager Wang, why don't we go there and have a look?"

Li Er's proposal was naturally no objection, Wang Mai explained beside him, this book building is the work of everyone, not his own credit, along the way the construction of the library to everyone introduced.

The study building gradually returned to its former prosperity, and the number of taxis queuing downstairs began to increase.

Li Er looked at this completely different style of building with interest, and turned his head to look at Wang Mai: "Manager Wang is really knowledgeable and talented, and he is even proficient in civil engineering?" ā€

Wang Mai smiled, this is his old job, so naturally it is not a problem.

Of course, Li Er didn't have to queue up, Lao Zheng at the door had already been notified to be waiting here.

After the matter in Luoyang subsided, he thought about it for a long time and decided to stay and manage the library. After decades of ups and downs, he is a little tired of the life of officialdom, and looking at these energetic scholars, his heart is more peaceful and down-to-earth.