"Keep making trouble, and wait for death by the way."

These words pierced the hearts of all the refugees present.

In an instant, they became hesitant and at a loss.

Some of the refugees subconsciously looked at the city gate and wanted to rush into the city.

But at this time, there were more than 500 people guarding the gates of the city with weapons, and they were heavily guarded.

The atmosphere became a little weird, some people wanted to riot, some people were full of guilt, and some people were terrified.

"Lord Thorn, save us!"

Suddenly, someone knelt down and screamed miserably.

Fang Yuan looked over, it was the old woman who thanked him on the first day.

As the old woman knelt, more refugees knelt down and begged Fang Yuan to save them.

Originally, he had other thoughts, and after struggling for a moment, he also knelt down and begged Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan's brows furrowed, watching the black pressure refugee kneel, his heart was not a taste.

I thought there would be some conflict today, but I never thought that this would be the result.

Could it be that his heart is too dark, so he thinks about the refugees in front of him so darkly?

Kneeling down like a wave, batch after batch, finally more than 30,000 refugees knelt down and begged Fang Yuan to save them.

"Get up, get up!"

"You are the only ones who can save you!"

Fang Yuan choked up.

Walk quickly to the old woman.

Compared to last time, the old woman's situation is much better.

The first time I saw her, she was stinky and had a lot of mud on her body.

When we met again, she no longer smelled and her clothes were new.

Most of these refugees had time to pack their belongings and most of them had brought some clothes.

It's just that the money ran out, the food was also eaten, and it ended up in the current situation.

"Lord Thorn, please teach us."

The old woman grabbed Fang Yuan's hand tightly and choked up.

Her cloudy eyes were filled with tears and a longing for life.

"Lord Thorn, please teach us."

More voices rang out.

The refugees want to live.

No one wants to die if they can live.

Even if it's better to live than to die.

"Rise up, I'll teach you!"

Fang Yuan's face was lifted up, and the old woman choked up.

The plan succeeded, but instead of joy, there was a sense of guilt.

Chang'an City, Taiji Palace, Early Dynasty.

"Has the household department prepared the relief food?"

Li Shimin looked at Tang Jian with a straight face and asked.

This is the third time he has asked about the situation of the relief food provided by the household department.

If the problem has not been solved after three inquiries, there is no need to worry about the relationship between the monarch and the minister.

"Back to Your Majesty, I have already scraped together 10,000 stones, and I can allocate funds at any time."

Tang Jian stood up and said respectfully.

"Dial it now!"

Li Shimin ordered.

Finally, I managed to scrape together 10,000 stones.

Although 10,000 stone is not much, it can last for a few days.

When there is enough new food, a second allocation will be made.

There is no way, now the food is too tight, the front line is still fighting, and there is a shortage of food.

"Yes."

Tang Jian retreated to his original position.

At this time, a middle-aged man behind Tang Jian walked out.

"Your Majesty, the minister impeached Zhao Yingcai, the assassin of Langzhou, and took advantage of the news of the collapse of the Yellow River embankment in advance to buy a large amount of grain at a low price, trying to sell it at a high price!"

"The minister also found out that this person took advantage of his position to form a gang and had improper dealings with many assassins and county orders in Shannan Province, and the minister and the officials have arrested him and taken him to Chang'an City."

Choi Zhentang, the head of the household, stood up and said.

When the words fell, the expressions of the ministers changed.

At this time, there must be many families who buy grain at a low price without risk.

However, relatively few officials personally go to the field to buy grain, and they will have some scruples, fearing that they will lose their official posts if they find out.

Moreover, Langzhou, Shannan Province is far away from Chang'an City, which can be found, and it is strange enough, and people who are interested will know that things are not simple when they hear it.

"Proven guilty?"

Li Shimin frowned slightly.

He knew Zhao Yingcai, but he didn't know much, he just knew that the other party was Fang Yuan's nobleman.

Fang Yuan is now in Liaozhou for disaster relief, but as Fang Yuan's nobles, he is buying low and selling high in Langzhou?

Can't tell, right?

Therefore, Li Shimin also subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"The evidence is conclusive!"

"It can be handed over to the Criminal Department and Dali Temple for review!"

Cui Zhentang said calmly.

In the face of the strange looks of many ministers, he was indifferent.

He also had a faint smile, confident and calm, and his eyebrows were very proud.

"Then hand"

Li Shimin pondered for a moment and made a decision.

Whether something is wrong or not, the Criminal Department and Dali Temple will know after review.

As long as the evidence of the crime is conclusive, someone deliberately targeted Zhao Yingcai, and Zhao Yingcai deserves it the most.

But before he could speak, he saw Li Junxian outside the Taiji Palace running towards this side urgently, so he stopped speaking.

Seeing this, the ministers also looked back curiously at Li Junxian, who was running in a panic.

During the early dynasties, if it was not a particularly important matter, it could not be interrupted in this way.

"Report!"

"Liaozhou Wanmin Blood Book!"

Li Junxian touched the sweat on his forehead and said urgently.

Only then did everyone see that he was still holding a large white blood cloth in his hand.

"What?"

Li Shimin suddenly exclaimed.

Even the ministers present were shocked.

The blood book of the people is still from Liaozhou, which is in the midst of disaster relief.

What the hell is going on that they don't know?

"Hit, open!"

Li Shimin's voice trembled a little.

Cui Zhentang, who was standing in front, frowned and stepped aside.

A eunuch immediately came down at the scene and took the big white cloth from Li Junxian's hand.

The large cloth was slowly opened, stretching from the inside of the Taiji Palace to the far outside.

The ministers saw that the white cloth was dyed red by the blood-red names, and it looked hideous and terrifying.

"There is no food in Liaozhou, and 35,435 refugees are relieved for a month, and there is no complaint to the imperial court."

The eunuch Wang De slowly read the blood words on it.

When the number thirty-five thousand four hundred and thirty-five was read, the monarch changed color again.

Unconsciously, Liaozhou has gathered so many refugees!

There is no grain in Liaozhou, how can it be supported?

Everyone was shocked, sad, and puzzled, and listened to the eunuch Wang De continue to read aloud.

"The 10,000 stone grain in the west was stopped by Cui Yuanting, the assassin of the state, and the 30,000 stone grain in Langzhou was seized by Cui Zhentang, the servant of the household department, and Zhao Yingcai, the assassin of Langzhou, was wronged to buy low and sell high."

"Liaozhou understands that the imperial court wants to support the war and can't prepare food for Liaozhou, but the grain that Liaozhou has prepared for itself will also be seized, is it that 35,435 refugees don't deserve to live?"

"Don't we deserve to live?"

"Co-sponsors: Fang Yuan, Zhang San, Yang Sine, Su Chen, Zhou Kaile, Sun Taihe, Wang Wenshu"

The eunuch Wang De read aloud the words on the blood cloth.

At the back of the reading was a person's name, written all over the bloodcloth, estimated to be as much as thirty-five thousand four hundred and thirty-five.

Don't we deserve to live?

These six words struck a deep blow in the hearts of everyone present.

The faces of the monarchs and ministers changed drastically, and it was hard to imagine how sad it was.

The face of Cui Zhentang, the head of the household, was already pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The eunuch Wang De continued to read aloud the names of the people in the blood book, which were the names of people who were trying to survive.

Every time I read one, the hearts of everyone present were heavy.

"Enough!"

Li Shimin slapped the desk and roared.

With a bang, the hearts of the ministers present also jumped heavily.

"Your Majesty, the 35,435 refugees in Liaozhou are hungry, but Cui Zhentang, the head of the household department, has seized the grain in black and white, wronged the loyal minister Zhao Yingcai, and the minister thought that he would be suspended pending trial!"

Du Ruhui immediately stood up and impeached Cui Zhentang.

As soon as the words fell, some ministers stood up and seconded the proposal.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Yingcai really has improper dealings with many assassins and county orders in Shannan Province!"

Cui Zhentang was shocked and stood up in a panic to shout injustice.

It was so terrible that 35,435 people wrote a bloody complaint against themselves.

This shocking blood book is placed in front of him, and he can't wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

Therefore, Cui Zhentang didn't dare to say that Zhao Yingcai bought low and sold high, and directly transferred to another incriminating evidence he found.

"Your Majesty, Cui Zhentang, the head of the household department, ignored the lives of the 35,435 refugees, and only cared about his own selfish interests, and thought that he would be suspended pending trial, and immediately reinstate Zhao Yingcai, the assassin of Langzhou."

The eldest grandson, Wuji, also stood up to impeach Cui Zhentang.

"The ministers seconded it!"

Another group of ministers walked out.

They all want to convict Cui Zhentang.

More than 30,000 refugees jointly signed a blood letter, which is ironclad evidence!

"Your Majesty, the minister is innocent!"

Cui Zhentang could only shout out his grievances.

But no matter how loud the sound is, it looks so pale.

"Your Majesty, Cui Shilang is just an unintentional move, please take it lightly."

There are also those who stand up to speak for Cui Zhentang, and there are quite a few of them.

The five surnames and seven wangs are the most numerous in the court, and the relationship is complicated.

"Alright, shut up!"

"Cui Zhentang was suspended for investigation, Cui Yuanting was suspended for investigation, Zhao Yingcai was reinstated, and grain was immediately allocated to Liaozhou!"

Li Shimin shouted angrily.

Seeing that the ministers all shut up, the result was issued.

Cui Zhentang's pale face became ugly, but he could only accept such a result.

The suspension is just a matter of investigation, and it is not the final result, and it is useless to refute it at this time.

After all, the more than 30,000 joint blood books are displayed here nakedly, and no matter how much they say, they will look pale.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Du Ruhui and others saluted.

The book of 10,000 people was also put away.

Zhao Yingcai was released, and the grain was escorted to Liaozhou.

Everything seemed to be resolved, but it angered the Boling Cui clan, one of the five surnames and seven hopes.

An even more terrible storm slowly formed.

The gate of Liaozhou City.

After the day of the blood letter of 10,000 people, the disaster relief was restored to its original state.

The gruel was ensured, and order was maintained by selecting men from among the refugees.

It's April, the weather is not cold, and the refugees are not as difficult as they were at the beginning.

Liaozhou City still selects 200 people to enter the city every day, and from the beginning to the present, more than 6,000 people have been selected.

Fang Yuan's previous policy was to allow refugees who could prove their family relationship to bring their wives, children, and children into the country, but those who could not prove it could not bring in.

After that day, Fang Yuan made another policy: allowing refugees who entered the city to go out of the city once a day to report their safety to relatives and friends outside.

Seeing 200 people entering the city every day and companions coming out, more refugees here were comforted and order became more and more stable.

Finally, the number of refugees has stopped increasing, staying in the early 40,000s.

About 150,000 refugees have been affected this time, but not all of them have come here.

Many people received the news of Du He and others walking in advance, and took refuge with relatives, or did not come in the direction of Liaozhou.

Assassin's House.

Fang Yuan received the documents from the imperial court.

There are three main things on paper: the grain is being transported; Fang Yuan has done a good job and has already taken credit; Zhao Yingcai was acquitted.

Du Miaoyan also received the news, and went to the Assassin's Mansion with Eldest Sun Chong and Cheng Chumo to find Fang Yuan.

"Miaoyan, Eldest Sun Chong, Cheng Chumo, you came just right."

"Let Duhe and them escort the food back."

Fang Yuan waved the paper and said with a smile.

The blood book of all the people is really powerful.

Zhao Yingcai was directly acquitted.

His unclean things are not investigated by the imperial court.

There are also Cui Zhentang, the head of the household department, and Cui Yuanting, the assassin of the state, who are all suspended for investigation.

"I've sent someone to do this."

"My dad gave me a secret letter for me to pass on to you."

Du Miaoyan nodded.

Then he approached Fang Yuan and whispered.

Eldest Sun Chong and Cheng Chumo also approached and looked at Fang Yuan.

"You say."

Fang Yuan's face suddenly turned straight and said in a deep voice.

"My father said that if all the refugees are included, will there be enough for 25,000 households in Liaozhou?"

"If it's enough, or it's only one or two thousand households short, you can try to apply to become an intermediate state, and he will help!"

Du Miaoyan said.

Liaozhou is a lower-level state, and Fang Yuan is only an official from the fifth grade.

But if the population of Liaozhou reaches the standard, Fang Yuan can be promoted to a five-grade official.

"I've thought about it!"

"But it's hard!"

Fang Yuan looked at Du Miaoyan with some shock.

I didn't expect Du Ruhui to think so deeply about herself.

However, he has also considered this problem, but it is more difficult to act.

First of all, it is necessary to consider whether Liaozhou's food is enough to support and fully accept all of them.

Then we have to consider how many of them are willing to stay in Liaozhou after the flood.

Whether it is the first question or the second question, it is relatively difficult for Liaozhou.

"You've really thought about that, have you?"

"Fang Yuan, you are even more powerful than I thought!"

Eldest Sun Chong looked at Fang Yuan with a sigh and looked up and down.

"Huh?"

Fang Yuan was puzzled.

Look at the eldest grandson Chong and look at Du Miaoyan.

"My father's secret letter is also known to the two of them."

"They said you didn't think of that, and I said you should, but they didn't believe it."

Du Miaoyan explained with a little pride.

Just now they were in the Royal Merchant House, and they each received a letter from their elders.

After exchanging glances with each other, Eldest Sun Chong guessed that Fang Yuan didn't expect what Du Ruhui had mentioned.

But Du Miaoyan said that Fang Yuan should think of it, so the two sides made a bet to find Fang Yuan together, tell Fang Yuan and see if Fang Yuan thought of this.

"I see."

"Thank you dad for me, just say I'll do my best."

Fang Yuan came to his senses, and then he was right.

He also wanted to promote Liaozhou to an intermediate state.

But for now, it's unlikely, but it's not impossible.

"Take the time to thank him in person with me."

Du Miaoyan didn't agree, and chuckled.

She still remembered the last time Fang Yuan comforted her and said that he wanted to meet Du Ruhui in person.

For Du Miaoyan, she feels that this visit is not only a visit, but also a meeting with parents.

Fang Yuan nodded and responded.

"Fang Yuan, when Du He comes back from transporting grain and grass, we will return to Beijing to take up a post."

"We look forward to the day when you are promoted to Chang'an City, and then we will fight to see who is more powerful!"

Eldest Sun Chong looked at Fang Yuan with some disbelief and said.

I haven't known Fang Yuan for a long time, but I always feel like I'm being pressed by Fang Yuan.

is obviously not much different in age, but he is pressed by a person who has no foundation, which makes him very dissatisfied with his noble background.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"What have you been promoted?"

Fang Yuan smiled and congratulated the two.

"Zongzheng Shaoqing, from the fourth grade, it is higher than you!"

Eldest Sun Chong rarely showed a smug look.

"The prince's pro-Xun Yiwei Zhonglang is also from the fourth grade."

Cheng Chumo grinned.

"Congratulations!"

Fang Yuan sincerely congratulated the two.

But my heart is also full of sighs.

This is the beginning of the son of Guixun.

To step together is to directly cross countless people from the four products.

"Don't say enough congratulations, why don't you invite us to the White Tiger Club."

The eldest grandson Chong congratulated Fang Yuan from the bottom of his heart, but he was too embarrassed to appear too unwilling to admit defeat.

"I'll ask you again when they come back."

"I'm going back now to tell Zhao Zixuan and the others, Zhao Yingcai is fine."

Fang Yuan shook his head and refused.

When the eldest grandson Chong saw this, he didn't force it.

Leave with Du Miaoyan and Cheng Chumo.

After they left, Fang Yuan skipped his shift and returned to Fang's mansion.

didn't need to look for it, just saw Yang Xiulan and Zhao Zixuan in the living room.

Not only their mother and daughter were in the living room, but Mrs. Li and Li Danqiu's mother and daughter were also there.

Fang Yuan looked at these two pairs of mother and daughter, subconsciously compared, and found that their mother and daughter were seven or eight points similar.

They are all mature and charming mothers, and their daughters are young and jade, each with its own merits and characteristics.

"Brother Yuan!"

Zhao Zixuan was the first to find out that Fang Yuan was coming.

She jumped for joy, two deep dimples appeared on her cheeks.

Yang Xiulan and Mrs. Li's mother and daughter also found out that Fang Yuan was coming, and they all got up to greet Fang Yuan.

"Sit, sit, don't be too polite."

Fang Yuan smiled and approached, asking Yang Xiulan and the others not to be too polite.

"Brother Yuan, have you bought me something to eat?"

Zhao Zixuan walked over and held Fang Yuan's hand affectionately.

During this time in Liaozhou, her mood slowly recovered.

But eating a lot of things every day is like shifting grief from the past.

"I forgot."

"Aunt Zhao, girl, Uncle Zhao, he's fine."

Fang Yuan chuckled and shook his head.

Pushed Zhao Zixuan's hands away and took out the court documents.

"Really?!"

Yang Xiulan suddenly cried with joy.

She trembled and took the document handed over by Fang Yuan and read it carefully.

As Zhao Yingcai's wife, she deeply understands what Zhao Yingcai has to do.

With the problem of him and many assassins in Shannan Province secretly conveying interests, the dismissal is the lightest.

But I never thought that it would be okay?

Zhao Zixuan was originally unhappy because she was pushed away by Fang Yuan.

But after hearing Fang Yuan's words, he immediately pounced on Yang Xiulan, and the two looked at the court documents.

Seeing that Zhao Yingcai was fine, after the official was reinstated, the two hugged each other tightly in a choked throat and looked at Fang Yuan gratefully.

Mrs. Li's mother and daughter also looked at Fang Yuan, but the two of them were more curious about how Fang Yuan did it?

In the chat just now, what they heard from Yang Xiulan was very pessimistic.

(End of chapter)