Chapter 17 Strategy

"Your Majesty, Shangshu's left servant Fang Xuanling and the servant Wei Zheng are out asking to seeβ€”β€”"

When Li Zhi had just taken over the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" and "Righteous Qi Song" from Yuan Tiangang and Kong Yingda, the voice of Zhang Ananda, the chief administrator of the Great Interior, sounded outside the "Lizheng Palace".

"Let them inβ€”"

Li Shimin replied heartily.

Seeing that his son couldn't put it down, Li Shimin's heart was also very happy.

I didn't expect that Yuan Tiangang had just entered the palace, and he would bring such a rare opportunity to Li Zhi.

Although Li Shimin is not very clear about the efficacy of the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique", Kong Yingda's "Song of Righteousness" is the best way to "understand the spirit of literature and Taoism".

With Li Zhi's qualifications that defy the sky, I am afraid that he will soon be able to become the youngest Confucian in Datang!

Thinking of Kong Yingda's emphasis on the "Son of Heaven's Qi Technique", maybe the pheasant slave really picked up the treasure this time.

"The ministers Xuanling and Wei Zheng have seen Your Majesty-"

The door of the "Lizheng Palace" was opened again, and Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng walked in one after the other.

"Xuan Ling, Xuan Cheng, the two of you are here just in time, Daoist Yuan Tiangang has accepted my invitation and officially joined the Taishi Bureau, and you will be closer to the court in the future."

These are all old acquaintances, they knew each other when they were young, Fang Xuanling is a modest and low-key person, and he is naturally happy to see his old friend many years ago.

Wei Zheng is different, although he also pretended to be a Taoist priest in order to flee, but he is an overly upright person in his bones.

For a scholar like Yuan Tiangang, although he also admits that the other party is brilliant, he can't get used to his set of mysterious and mysterious arguments and rhetoric, and always feels that such a person is grandstanding.

Now that he saw Yuan Tiangang in the "Lizheng Palace", and heard that he would be a minister in the same hall in the future, Wei Zheng just arched his hand perfunctorily, but there was no smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, the old minister and Fang Xiang are here for the flood in Henan Province. Heavy rain poured down in several states in Henan, the Yellow River flooded, and the hungry people were everywhere. ”

In the past few days, for Li Chengqian's affairs, Li Shimin has been a little busy.

The vicinity of Chang'an City was cleaned up several times, but some wrongdoers were found, but no trace of the perpetrators was found.

Like Li Zhi's assassination case, there was no valuable clue to be found, which made Li Shimin very frustrated.

As for the excerpts of the floods in Henan Province, countless letters were handed to the "Lizheng Palace" every day, and there were many disputes between the DPRK and the central government, and the problems were mainly focused on the candidates sent.

Li Shimin is not slacking off in government, and from this snowflake-like twist and turn, he can naturally see that this is not a simple matter.

Heavy rains and flooding of the Yellow River are true, but what about the riots in various parts of Henan Province?

There are even some places where there are even reports of "river demons" causing trouble?

Isn't this someone who wants to take the opportunity to make trouble and fish in the mix?

Seeing that they were going to discuss politics, Li Zhi stood up very consciously and wanted to say goodbye and leave, but was unexpectedly stopped by Li Shimin.

"Pheasant slave, since you happen to catch up, let's stay and listen to it-"

Li Shimin didn't wait for Li Zhi to speak, and stopped him, which made Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng, who had just entered the "Lizheng Palace", stunned.

Although the prince of the Tang Dynasty did not strictly require him not to interfere in politics, Li Zhi in front of him was only twelve years old after all, did he actually want to participate in the discussion of important ministers in the court at such a young age?

However, several of the people present were all people who had experienced strong winds and waves, and although Li Shimin's move was a bit abrupt, no one pointed it out to his face.

"Your Majesty, what Wei Shi said is very true, please make a decision as soon as possible!"

Fang Xuanling was brought in by Wei Zhengqiang, but he was also worried about this matter.

As the head of the hundred officials of the Tang Dynasty, the millions of Li Shu in Henan Province are in dire straits, and of course he has the responsibility to do so.

"Yuan Zhenren, how long will the heavy rain in Henan Province last?"

Li Shimin did not immediately reply to Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng, but just motioned for the two of them to take a seat, turned his head and asked Yuan Tiangang on the other side.

Yuan Tiangang didn't dare to be careless, put aside the dust in his hand, and took out an object from his arms, which turned out to be an antique small box.

The box is approximately square, with a jujube red exterior and half the size of a palm.

Yuan Tiangang carefully held it in his hand, identified the direction, held the jujube red box high with both hands, and bowed deeply to the east.

Immediately afterwards, with words in his mouth, he shook the small jujube red box up and down three times with both hands.

Coming to the desk, he gently opened the box and poured out six copper coins from the inside.

"Your Majesty, according to the hexagram, the heavy rain in Henan Province will continue until July Wangri."

The July Wangri, that is, the fifteenth day of July, is only the beginning of July, and it seems that it will have to rain for more than ten days.

"Xuan Ling, has the household department ever stopped preparing for disaster relief?"

"Your Majesty, it will take more than a month for the autumn grain to be harvested, and now it can only ship 150,000 stone of grain from Chang'an at most."

"Considering the flooding in Henan Province, the yield in the territory has been reduced by at least half, and it is estimated that the autumn planting in the affected areas will also be affected."

"In this way, 300,000 stone of grain is still needed to support the entire Henan Province until next year's wheat harvest."

Datang has shown a strong trend in recent years, but unfortunately the three-year disaster and famine at both ends have greatly affected the grain output, especially Henan Province is located in the plain, which is the production center of Datang.

The Henan Province of Datang mainly includes the north of the Huai River in the later HEN Province, most of SD Province and a small part of the southern part of HEB Province, including the famous Yellow Flood Area.

"So, do you have a way to raise the 300,000 stone of grain that is missing?"

After listening to Fang Xuanling's words, Li Shimin also frowned, at a loss, it was 300,000 stone grain, not a handful of sand and soil that could be grabbed casually.

"Fang Xiang, can you reduce the use of the hungry people in the disaster area? If you save a little food, you may not need so much. ”

Seeing that no one spoke, Kong Yingda, the priest of the country who was sitting on the side, said.

"Hey, I don't know about Kong Sacrificial Wine, the amount I just said, Fang Mou has already reported less. In addition, it is necessary to carry out post-disaster reconstruction after heavy rains, and if you can't even eat your stomach, I am afraid that post-disaster reconstruction will be an empty word. ”

It's not that Kong Yingda is not resourceful enough, it's because he doesn't serve in the relevant deployment, and he is not as thoughtful as Fang Xuanling.

"Pheasant, what do you think?"

Coldly, Li Shimin saw Li Zhi who was watching the play on the side, and asked casually.

"Father, with all the sages of the court here, how dare your sons and daughters be presumptuous? Besides, Erchen is only a twelve-year-old child, how can he ......?"

"Haha, why is His Royal Highness King Jin so humble? If you are ambitious, you can worship the prime minister at the age of twelve, and His Royal Highness the King of Jin is also twelve, how can you let the ancients specialize in beauty? ”

Okay, this Kong Yingda himself has not finished his uncompromising suggestions, and he actually helped Li Shimin on the side, is this squeezing Li Zhi, or is he distressed by his "righteous song"?

"Well, a few days ago, the old man went to see Uncle Bao, and I heard that Uncle Bao said that His Royal Highness the King of Jin is young and old, with a heart and a good plan, and the old man also wants to hear what His Royal Highness the King of Jin has?"

Wei Zheng also spoke on the side.

As the eldest brother who swore on Wagang Mountain back then, although he was a civil servant, he was not too close to those generals, but he always treated Qin Qiong, who ranked second, differently.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Li Zhi knew that he couldn't run away from today's game.

"Okay, since all the uncles want to see the kid show his ugliness, then the kid will dare to say a few nonsense, it won't work, and the kid can't care about it."

Seeing these old people, they really looked at themselves intently, Li Zhi simply let it go, haven't you eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

"The first thing to solve is the food problem, so where is the food?"

The lack of food is obvious, this is not a high opinion, but where is the food, this question made several bigwigs here a little confused, and they didn't know what Li Zhi wanted to express for a while.

"Grain, the victims must not have it in their hands, even ordinary farmers may not be able to have much surplus grain, and the household department can only squeeze out 150,000 stones."

"The pheasant slave thinks that the remaining 300,000 stones can come out of two places, one is the government's 'war food', but fortunately, the new grain can come down in a month or two, although the miscellaneous grain is mostly able to resist for a while."

"The other one, the pheasant slave thinks that we should consider more, is to 'borrow food', and even let people 'donate food'."

"It's not that Datang really doesn't have food, but that food is not in the hands of civilians and the government."

Li Zhi said this, and deliberately paused.

"What does His Royal Highness King Jin mean by those gate valve families?"

Fang Xuanling was the first to understand, he was born in the Qinghe Fang family, and he was also an influential family in the local area.

However, compared with the world's top "five surnames and seven families", there are too many differences, such as Fang Xuanling's wife Lu, who is from Fanyang Lu's family.

Fang Xuanling is famous for being "afraid of his wife", and in addition to his own humble personality, behind Mrs. Lu's family, there is a huge Fan Yang Lu family as the backing.

However, if Li Zhi wants to fight the idea of "five surnames and seven families", I am afraid it will be a bit wishful thinking.

"Fang Xiang is really quick-minded, what the kid is talking about is the family of gate valves headed by 'five surnames and seven families'."

Seeing that Fang Xuanling was a little uncertain about what he asked, Li Zhi understood the concerns in his heart.

"Father, I heard that the 'clan chronicles' you asked people to compile have been basically completed, and they will soon be published in the world?"

As soon as the conversation changed, Li Zhi actually asked Li Shimin an irrelevant question.

"Haha, yes, after so many years of tossing, it's time for the 'Clan Chronicles' to meet the world."

"Clan Chronicles" is a big killing weapon that Li Shimin has been brewing since he ascended the throne.

In the early years of the Tang Dynasty, one of the important conditions for the control of society by the scholars was that they monopolized the right to elect officials by blood, and the standard of judging the personality of the family by blood family rather than the current power appeared.

For example, the surnames Cui and Lu, who have few high-ranking officials in the family, are both first-class surnames, while the Li Tang royal family is only a fourth-class surname.

Therefore, Li Shimin explicitly ordered that the standard for assessing the family rank of the "clan chronicles" is not the blood family, but the existing official title and rank as the standard.

This greatly reduced the status of many Shandong surnames who did not have official titles in the imperial court, such as the surname Cui, was demoted to the third class.

After the promulgation of such a "clan chronicle", the gate lords of the Shandong and Jiangnan Shi clans will inevitably suffer heavy losses, but they are helpless, after all, today's national weapons are in the hands of Li Shimin.

"Yes, if all goes well, it is expected that in two months, the 'Clan Chronicles' will be made public."

Hearing what his son said about this matter, Li Shimin couldn't help but be a little excited.

"Father, the title of the Tang Dynasty is awarded to those who have contributed to the Tang Dynasty, either on the battlefield, or as the center, or as a shepherd."

"But as long as there are outstanding contributions, my Datang never spares the title, so can you take out a few titles and use them for this disaster relief?"

Li Zhi's words were said very slowly, enough for everyone present to hear them clearly.

"Does His Royal Highness the King of Jin mean to sell his official beard?"

Look, what words came to the mouth of old Wei Zheng, why was it so awkward to say it?

"Lord Wei, if there are no 300,000 stone of grain, is it possible that a large number of hungry people will starve to death?"

Li Zhi did not rush to refute, and still asked patiently.

"Yes, Henan Province has a large population, and there is a food shortage of 300,000 stones, so it may not be possible to guarantee that people will not starve to death."

No matter how stubborn Wei Zheng is, he understands the weight of these 300,000 stone grains.

"So, if the imperial court releases a few titles and can exchange them for 300,000 stone of grain, is it equivalent to saving countless lives?"

"The Buddhists say it well, 'saving a life, it is better to create a seventh-level floating slaughter', not to mention that it is thousands of lives, even if it is a reputation of 'selling official beard'?"

These words made Lao Wei Zheng a little speechless, but Li Shimin and Yuan Tiangang on the side had a wry smile on their faces.

In the Tang Dynasty, although Buddhism is not prohibited, Taoism is the state religion of the Tang Dynasty after all.

The question is, "saving people's lives, winning the seventh-level floating slaughter" makes so much sense, but how come this sentence has never been talked about?

"Just a title, maybe those gate valve families will not look at it, but if they have this title, their family name can be improved in the upcoming 'clan chronicles', so is this title particularly important?"

Li Zhi finally finished talking about his plan, but Li Shimin's face was full of unhappiness.

"Father, the son knows what you think in your heart, and you think that this will not go against the original intention of compiling the 'Clan Chronicle'?"

"But, who told us that we can't get 300,000 stone of grain now? Besides, isn't the final interpretation of the 'Chronicles of the Clans' still in your hands? ”

"In another three or five years, when the world is settled, you will be happy and order someone to rearrange it again, and it will be just a waste of paper and ink money."

Good guy, this is planning to "unload the mill and kill the donkey", and together you want to call the stupid boy in vain?

"When the food is available, the boy does not recommend that it be distributed directly, but to adopt the method of 'work for relief', where men, women and children exchange their labor for food according to the actual situation."

"In this way, we can not only ensure that these victims have three meals a day, but also prevent the breeding of unearned feelings, and can also do the post-disaster reconstruction well, wouldn't it kill three birds with one stone?"

After Li Zhi finished speaking, he sat there and drank his tea.

Several bigwigs in the "Lizheng Palace" were thinking quickly about the feasibility of this matter, after all, they were the real rulers of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Zhima, as he himself said, he is only a twelve-year-old child, and no one will ask him for his right or wrong.

"Xuan Ling, do you think the pheasant slave's suggestion is somewhat feasible?"

If you want to say that Li Shimin's subordinates, in terms of governance strategies, Fang Xuanling is the first to be recommended.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the policy advised by His Royal Highness King Jin is not indispensable, and we don't need to publicize it with great fanfare, just quietly let it out."

"The minister believes that those families who have a heart will definitely come to the door by themselves, and when the time comes, His Majesty will reluctantly agree, after all, they do extraordinary things in extraordinary times."

"Even if this strategy of raising food doesn't work, we have nothing to lose, and the 'work for relief' advised by the King of Jin is indeed a good way."

"However, the specific implementation depends on the actual situation in the local area, and if you really encounter no labor at home, you should also give preferential consideration appropriately."

Fang Xuanling is worthy of being an old man who seeks the country, and in just a few words, he optimized the two suggestions made by Li Zhi.

As for the matter of "war preparation food", things are still going to take their time step by step, and we already have 150,000 stone of grain in our hands, and we will not run out in a short period of time.

"Well, Xuan Ling will put a little more thought into it, for the sake of Li Shu, who is suffering for millions, this matter must be done by Xuan Ling himself."

Li Shimin's words are to the point, the "five surnames and seven families" are also intricately linked, so let the Qinghe Fang family be the matchmaker, and there is a buffer.

"Your Majesty, now that the food has been found, I don't know ...... people who went to the disaster relief."

Fang Xuanling is the left servant of the court, of course, he can't leave the center lightly, and now he has to plan to let the gate valve family "donate grain", and the important ministers sent to Henan Province need to be decided as soon as possible.

"This ...... I have the heart to let Xuancheng go, I don't know what you think? ”

Originally, Li Shimin planned to give this errand to Jing Zhaowei's family, and Li Tai, the king of Wei, also recommended that Wei Ting in front of him several times.

It's a pity that after Li Zhi and Li Chengqian were ambushed one after another, even if the things behind this would not be as simple as they seemed on the surface, Li Shimin unconsciously had some estrangement from Li Tai.

"Your Majesty, it is the duty of the minister to serve the country and the people, but the minister has invited himself to be the deputy envoy of this disaster relief, and it is no problem to take charge of specific affairs."

Wei Zheng hurriedly bowed down to promise, he had intended to go to the disaster area, not only to be loyal to the country, but also to demonstrate the existence of the East Palace.

Wei Zheng is such a person, since he is named in the East Palace, he naturally has to think about Li Chengqian, even if Li Chengqian is not so close to him.

"Haha, it seems that Xuan Cheng also has a candidate for the right envoy in his heart, I don't know if it is the same as what the old man thinks?"

Seeing that everything was decided, Kong Yingda on the side laughed and joined in.

"Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, there is also a person in the heart of the old Taoist who can be a righteous envoy, if this person goes, he can go smoothly and succeed."

Well, even Yuan Tiangang came over to join in the fun.

Li Zhi's heart was inexplicably a little uneasy, and he looked at the big guys in front of him innocently, as if he was watching the "demons dancing"?

"Haha, yes, far away, close at hand, Your Majesty, you can make an order-"

This...... Is this still the loyal and humble Fang Xuanling?