The harvest is good, and Li Ye is in a good mood.

When I met Han Hao in the afternoon, the number of displaced people was counted, more than 23,000 people, and many more displaced people came from the southwest.

Li Ye's heart hung up again, and the food he begged for was a drop in the bucket.

In all dynasties, the refugee problem was the most difficult to solve, and if one was not good, it would capsize.

Lao Tzu said that governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, and it is only a corner of Guanzhong, which has already made Li Ye anxious, and he feels that he is roasting on the fire every day.

On the second day of the court meeting, Li Yeman thought that someone would propose it, but he didn't expect the ministers to keep silent, but instead the focus of the discussion was on how to hold the Shangyuan Festival Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Since the Gaozong Dynasty, the Shangyuan Festival has been one of the most important festivals in the Tang Dynasty, and when it came to the Xuanzong Dynasty, it reached the extreme.

However, after the Tang Dynasty, the national strength declined, so it was not so important.

To put it bluntly, you can only afford to play if you have money, but if you don't have money, don't light the lights, and look at how low-carbon and environmentally friendly the moon is. Han Quanzhu is the most enthusiastic.

Tang Ting is like this, what kind of lantern festival do you have, and with this money, it is better to help the homeless.

But someone has to mention this matter, and no one mentions it, which means that someone below has already said hello and formed a consensus.

Just when Han Quanzhu was talking about the excitement, someone finally put the problem out.

"Your Majesty, now that the state affairs are difficult, and the ministers oppose extravagance and waste, don't you see that Chang'an City is full of displaced people?" It was Pei Zhen who stood up.

Li Ye was greatly pleased, and he deserved to be an elite cultivated by a family of seven surnames.

Wei Zhaodu is old and timid, this Pei Zhen is a usable person.

Not to mention the ability, this courage is very rare.

Han Quanyu's face was full of anger, "What do you mean by Pei Shilang?" If there are displaced people to drive out, it will not be enough to affect His Majesty's mood of appreciating the Lantern Festival. ”

Pei Zhen didn't give an inch, neither humble nor arrogant: "The displaced people have traveled thousands of miles to His Majesty and Chang'an, because I believe that the imperial court will not let them die of hunger and cold, if it is really as Lord Han said, driving out of Chang'an is to make the imperial court lose the last chance to win back the hearts of the people, the displaced people are also people, and they are also the people of the Tang Dynasty, as long as they have fields and suffer from famine, they will be able to increase their national strength. The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty is in the hearts of the people, not in one or two lantern festivals that whitewash the peace! ”

If it weren't for his identity, Li Ye really wanted to applaud him.

Han Quanxue's face turned red.

Pei Zhen's words were tantamount to slapping him in the face.

In the past six months, Han Quanzhu has been staggering, barely maintaining the salaries of officials at all levels, and also maintaining the normal operation of the imperial court, so most of the officials in the court are the only ones who look to him.

Who gave him courage?

Han Quanyu's gaze turned to Li Ye on the dragon couch.

Li Ye also looked at him, and as soon as the eyes of the two met, Han Quanzhi finally gave in.

The emperor is not as good as before, with military power, his waist is much straighter than before.

In the past, when he was still the left lieutenant of the Shence Army, everyone who saw him was polite.

I regret not being at the beginning.

There was no need for Han Quanzhi to refute, his subordinates jumped out directly, "Bold Pei Zhen, blatantly disrespectful to the prime minister in the court, what crime should he be guilty of?" ”

Pei Zhen sneered: "This official is just talking about things, Zhang Zhongcheng don't plant false accusations indiscriminately." ”

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, Li Ye had to speak out, and it was another battle to be responsible, "Everyone, Han Xiang is also very kind, and Pei Shilang has no malice, now that there are people everywhere, are you still in the mood to watch the Lantern Festival?" ”

Li Ye's words basically set the tone for this dispute.

Han Quanzhu is powerful, but can he be bigger than the emperor? Many people suddenly became vigilant in their hearts, and the days when the eunuchs covered the sky with one hand seemed to be gone.

Cold sweat flowed from Han Quanyu's forehead.

can squeeze into the position of prime minister, the brain must be fine, I have always advocated that the emperor defect to Li Maozhen, to put it bluntly, I just want to hold the position of prime minister in my hands forever.

He also understood that Li Maozhen was using him, but he didn't care, it didn't matter who the emperor was, as long as he was the prime minister.

The lust for power grew like a vine in his heart. Clear-eyed people know that Datang can't last a few years.

That's why he looked for Li Maozhen's back road.

But now this back road seems to be a little unstable.

Along with it, his position in the DPRK has also been shaken a little.

Seeing that no one spoke, Li Ye said slowly: "However, there are still people who understand the difficulties of the imperial court and offer 4,000 stone grains to help the displaced people." ”

The Zichen Hall suddenly fell silent.

Four thousand stones is by no means a small hand, and ordinary people can't take it out.

Many people looked at Pei Zhen with unfriendly eyes.

"You don't have to guess, it's Cui Zhaowei and Cui Xianggong!" Li Ye doesn't plan to hide it.

"Hum", the audience started to talk, Cui Zhaowei played beautifully, and he was about to lose ground and fall, and the four thousand stone grain stabilized his position.

It's a great deal.

Many people think that this is Cui Zhaowei's old plan, but they don't know that it is the handiwork of Cui Zhaowei, the son of the Cui family. And there seems to be another meaning in this, Cui Zhaowei fell to the emperor.

It's a wind direction.

Everyone knows what the emperor means, but no one is willing to take the initiative, in today's world, everyone is short of food, and the Cui family can take it, but they can't take it.

"Your Majesty, the minister is willing to offer two thousand stone grains." Cui Yin, who had been watching from the wall, suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Your Cui family is really a pillar of the Tang Dynasty, Cui Aiqing's work, I have written it down. Li Ye's heart was full of joy. The most ugly face is still Han Quanxue.

Han Quanzhu gritted his teeth and said, "The minister is willing to offer a thousand stones." ”

No way, he doesn't have the family background of the Cui family, he has only been the prime minister for half a year, not to mention making money, and he has lost a lot of money, and this thousand stones is still the life-saving food he saved.

With Han Quanzhi taking the lead, the courtiers finally "enthusiastically" donated, you are one hundred and I am fifty.

No matter how difficult it is for the courtiers, they will never feel sorry for the hungry and cold people outside.

Li Ye's heart blossomed, food was more precious than gold in this year, "With you so sympathetic to the people, why can't Datang be prosperous?" ”

"Your Majesty, leave the affairs of the displaced people to the ministers, and no one of the displaced people will be frozen and no one will starve." Cui Yin took the initiative to ask.

Li Ye couldn't see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Could it be that his conscience has found that he has changed his ways?

However, no matter what Cui Yin's idea is, to help the victims, Li Ye has to do it personally, firstly, because he is not worried about the people below, and secondly, to show the emperor's love for the people. "Cui Aiqing has a heart, but this matter is very important, I will do it myself, and I will not work for you."

Li Ye's idea is very simple, to say that utilitarianism is to buy the hearts of the people.

Li Tang lost the hearts of the army and the people, and he wanted to take them back little by little.

After the court meeting, Li Ye immediately sent people to Xiliucheng to transfer the Praetorian Guards to Chang'an.

When the Janissaries arrived, the donated food was also delivered to the foot of the imperial city.

Porridge sheds are laid along Suzaku Street.

The streets were crowded with people, watching the lively residents of Chang'an, the displaced people receiving alms, and the Praetorian Guards maintaining order.

Many people recognized the young man of the Praetorian Guard as the boy next door, wasn't it? In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and I feel like a different person, heroic and upright, and a lot stronger, and many big girls and sisters-in-law frequently cast flattering eyes.

There are also the dusty women of Pingkangfang, who also came to join in the fun.

Twitter, commenting on this young man's handsomeness, that young man's strong.

The guards stood even straighter, and even their eyes were poking straight like knives.