Wind and snow in Chang'an
The sparse pedestrians outside the door, those who are still running outside in this weather, are all people with sad faces.
This winter, it's hard for everyone.
Looking at them, Li Ye's mood fell, the national strength is compared to the people's power, how can a lifeless Chang'an support Li Ye to revive the Tang Dynasty?
In addition to the people with sad faces, there were also young people in a hurry, who looked like scholars, dressed in coarse linen clothes, thin and thin, carrying a large burden on their backs, and leaning on their backs.
Before the Tang Dynasty, Ning was a centurion, a scholar, and literati were able to lift swords and get on horses, not afraid of the north wind and sand, nor afraid of swords and swords.
After the Tang Dynasty, the temperament of the literati changed significantly, and they were no longer impassioned, but concerned about the people's livelihood and suffering, or indulged in landscapes.
Not only the literati, but the temperament of the entire Middle-earth has also undergone obvious changes in the constant killing frenzy.
The martial arts were psychologically distorted, and the literati were even more cowardly.
In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, civil and military affairs were not separated, military generals could also write poems on horses, and literati could also pick up knives and cut people.
While thinking about it, when he turned a corner, a person crashed into Li Ye's arms.
"Bold!" Xue Guangheng and his guards nervously drew their knives.
Even more nervous than them was the person who hit Li Ye, with his mouth open, his eyes frightened, and he only said a sentence for a long time: "Song, reckless, bumper, hit Your Excellency." “
Anyway, Li Ye has also been on the battlefield, so he will not be knocked down by the weak scholar in front of him.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's such a cold day, why are you in a hurry?" Ling Xue Guangheng put away the horizontal knife and looked at the scholar in front of him curiously.
The scholar was quite polite, took a few steps back, and bowed to Li Ye, "I went to Beijing to take the exam, but I couldn't find the inn, so I panicked." “
It's only the end of November, and there are still more than two months to go before the spring festival in February.
"Who are you?" Li Ye asked gently.
Probably because of the cold weather, the scholar's whole body trembled a little, and he tried his best to keep his voice steady, "People in Hongzhou,"
"So far?" Li Ye was a little surprised.
I didn't expect the imperial imperial examination to be so attractive to them.
If you think about it carefully, it's normal, now the martial artists are making trouble, killing and killing, the literati can only stand aside, and only some talented people such as Jing Xiang and Yuan Xi can be reused by the old men of the festival by chance.
But most people in this world are generally talented, especially those who have been reading for ten years, and when they encountered the era of chaos at the end of the Tang Dynasty, everything they learned was wasted.
The imperial court opened the imperial examination, which was equivalent to giving them a glimmer of light.
Therefore, the scholars of the world, like moths, come looking for this ray of light.
"Your Excellency hurry up and find a place to rest, once the unitary time is over, there will be a curfew, and if you are caught by Tiqi, you will be imprisoned in Dali Temple and tortured." The scholar kindly reminded.
Li Ye glanced at Xue Guangheng, "You go and help this gentleman find a place to stay." “
The scholar was stunned for a moment and thanked Li Ye.
Chang'an, as the imperial capital, has always been extremely strictly controlled, beating the twilight drum at three o'clock on the first watch, prohibiting travel, and ringing the morning bell at three o'clock on the fifth watch before opening the ban.
In view of the pervasiveness of Bianzhou's fine work, the curfew in Chang'an became stricter, and as soon as the unitary time passed, there were soldiers patrolling.
Li Ye secretly thought that it was not a matter to go on like this, it made people panic, and nightlife is also an important part of GDP.
When he returned to the palace, he ordered Liu Quanli to set up a porridge shed overnight, and if there was no quilt or anything, he opened a bonfire to keep the homeless beggars warm.
At dawn the next day, he asked Li Jianrong to put all the homeless beggars into the Huangzhuang and the children into the military camp.
The camp is full of children, and this year Li Ye has devoted himself to the military and has forgotten them.
When I came to the abandoned Daming Palace again, I thought I would see a lively child.
But the sight in front of him disappointed him.
All of them are yellow and thin-skinned, thin-clothed, and trembling, no different from the homeless children in Chang'an City.
Only a few older children, standing in a line in the cold wind, wearing straw sandals and bare toes, and the thatched hut behind them also shivered in the cold wind.
Several eunuchs in the palace, maintaining their order, wanted to make a good impression on Li Ye.
Not only these children, but even Mr. Xi, who invited him, also looked poor and destitute, shivering in the cold wind one by one.
Li Ye's face became more and more gloomy.
This is not what he wants," what about Li Jianrong? “
"Mrs. Li counts households in Huangzhuang." The eunuch cowered.
Li Ye sighed in her heart, after all, she is a woman, and it is already difficult for her to let her manage such a big stall.
Although Guanzhong is a bumper harvest, there are frequent wars and a lot of consumption, and Li Ye himself can't take care of the east and the west.
As soon as I thought of this, the dissatisfaction in my heart dissipated a lot.
Most of the growth of people is in their youth, and the formation of their outlook on life is also at this time, if Li Ye's martial arts camp only brings them hunger, cold, fear, and gloom, how can they become the follow-up force of Datang?
Some of these children are martyrs.
Li Ye bent down and bowed his hand to the children standing in the cold wind, "It's me who can't stop you." “
The audience was stunned.
Li Ye didn't care whether they understood or not, so he ordered Xue Guangheng to take the two thousand wool furs that had just been sewn, and drove three hundred sheep, all of them were slaughtered, and stewed in a small pot, which was a simple hot pot.
Poverty is the background color of this era, and even in the prosperous era, the children of ordinary people cannot eat two mouthfuls of meat.
Wearing the sheep's fur, the children's faces only rose a touch or two of blood, smelling the smell of meat, and one by one drooling.
After the distribution of the chopsticks, they all looked at Li Ye, and Li Ye smiled: "Eat." “
The children cheered and feasted. "Slow, slow, don't burn." The eunuch in charge kindly reminded.
"Gentlemen, come and eat some too." The gentlemen are reserved, and although they are sorrelling, they still want to maintain the dignity of a scholar in front of Li.
Hearing Li Ye's invitation, he hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and gathered around Li Ye.
Li Ye didn't look like an emperor, and said warmly: "If you have any needs in the future, you can tell me directly." “
Before, there was no way and no time, but now with the successive victories, the supplies are a little more abundant.
One of the teachers swallowed a piece of mutton, put down the chopsticks, and gave Li Ye a cross hand salute, "Your Majesty is kind-hearted, it is really the blessing of all the people, and the meaning of Your Majesty is not to simply shelter children, but to cultivate them, and when they grow up, they will serve the Tang Dynasty." “
"Oh?" Li Ye is interested, he is worthy of being a reader, and he still has eyesight.
Li Ye's idea is the underlying logic, follow the mass line, govern the army as well, and govern the country as well, standing on the side of the vast majority of the people, he will naturally be invincible.
Wang Xianzhi Huangchao made such a big battle, isn't it because the Tang Dynasty is rotten and has the support of the people?
Of course, this is a long process, and it may not be possible for Li Ye to complete it in the end, or even more magnificent than the Datang Dynasty.
"Although Your Majesty's original intention is good, it is just not implemented properly."
"Bold!" The eunuch said with a sharp voice.
Jiao Xi hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Xiaomin said in vain, Your Majesty forgives you." “
Li Ye glared at the eunuch, it was really the emperor who was not in a hurry to die as a eunuch, "What's your name?" “
The teacher didn't dare to raise his head, "Xiaomin Lu Jing." “
"I gave you full authority to manage the martial camp, can you do that?"
Lu Jing raised his head, his eyes were full of incredulity, "Xiaomin, Xiaomin do their best." “
"Okay, I'll entrust you with the martial arts camp today."
Looking at the thatched house swaying in the cold wind, Li Ye's heart moved, called the Hanok, and proposed to demolish all the walls of Chang'an City and move it to Daming Palace to build a house.
Chang'an one hundred and eight squares, each square is separated by a square wall, and the people are confined to the courtyard, although it is easy to manage, but in Li Ye's view, it also limits the vitality of the people, and also exacerbates the solidification of the class.
Hanok obviously didn't understand Li Ye's intentions, "Seeing the chaos today, demolishing the wall of the workshop, wouldn't it make the people flow around each other, and as soon as there is a stir, the wind will immediately make a noise?" “
"If the people of Chang'an are against me, it is not interesting for me to sit as an emperor, I am not even afraid of Zhu Wen's 100,000 troops, so why am I afraid of Chang'an?"
Han Ji didn't say anything for a long time, but with the current population of Chang'an, whether or not to demolish the wall has nothing to do with the overall situation, so there is no fierce opposition.
"One more thing, from today onwards, the curfew will be lifted, and the Imperial City can be added to defend it."