"We can't drive them away. If we drive them away anymore, big trouble will happen."
After scolding his servants, Li Qiao looked at the huge crowd and turned pale.
The Shandong gentry were a joke at first. Guan Nei was the foundation of the Guanlong Group, but these people were ruining their own territory for the sake of political struggle, making the people miserable.
But now that Chang'an is in turmoil, everyone is panicking and everyone is taking action...
As the county lieutenant of Chang'an County, Li Qiao and five other county lieutenants took to the streets with a group of government servants, Zaoyi Wuhou and bad guys to maintain public order.
There are so many cities in Chang'anfang that it has to be divided into two sets of county government teams in Chang'an Wannian, which can barely manage them on weekdays.
But nowadays, not to mention the bad guys, even the most numerous Wuhou in soap clothes are like a puddle of water melting into the sea. Their bright uniforms quickly disappear, and only their hoarse voices can be heard.
Li Qiao also sat on the horse, coming and going cautiously, and kept shouting and comforting: "The saint is already aware of this matter, and the imperial court will definitely provide disaster relief and help the people. I will explain it to you. Please feel free to go back!"
In order to win the trust of the people, his voice was very passionate at first, but soon became hoarse. After drinking a few water, he immediately shouted again.
Unfortunately, more and more people gathered around and were unwilling to leave.
This is the result of concealing the truth.
This is not the first time Guanzhong has been hit by disaster. People in Chang'an have experienced it before, as can be seen from the fluctuations in food prices.
Ordinary people don't understand the big truth, but if you look at the price of food in the rice shop and it starts to rise, you can start making preparations.
Whether it is to store food, hoard food to prepare for shortages, or go to seek refuge with relatives outside the customs, there is always a way to deal with it.
It’s not like this time, where there were big ups and downs, and you were caught off guard.
One moment everyone was laughing and watching the former prime minister beheading him, the next moment they were running around telling each other, and then even if they had money they couldn't buy rice!
If it weren't for the people's natural fear of the government, it would have led to large-scale conflicts and things would have gotten out of hand.
"Please ask the saint to uphold justice for us! Please ask the officials to uphold justice for us!"
In front of the Zhuque Gate, the Dharma Assembly Square where Madam Rong Guo was once honored, had the largest number of people gathered, shouting one after another.
Their voices were not uniform, they were noisy, and the more they shouted, the more hoarse and unpleasant they sounded.
But no one in the imperial city dared to respond.
More and more officials gathered together, including three provinces and six ministries, Yushitai, Dali Temple, two museums and six schools...
There are also internal guards.
Officials gathered one by one, whispering.
Qiu Shenji, Guo Yuanzhen, and An Shengan were standing together. When they saw Di Renjie moving over from the Dali Temple, they looked at each other with ugly expressions.
Di Renjie's usual kind smile disappeared, and his expression became more solemn than ever before: "How much food do you have left at home?"
Guo Yuanzhen smiled bitterly: "I used to live in the same compound as Botong and the others. He ate a lot, so I prepared a lot of food. But now that Botong is in Tuyuhun, I just eat some and buy some. Now I only have enough to last at home for ten days."
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Qiu Shenji said: "The Qiu Mansion has hoarded some grain and rice, but my family has a large population and can only last for more than a month."
An Shengan said briefly: "I can feed my family for half a year."
Di Renjie said: "Most of the people's homes are similar to Yuan Zhen's. Now the rice shops have been sold out, and each household still has some food. After ten days, the food in the people's homes will be gone. What should we do?
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Guo Yuanzhen asked: "Is it possible for food to be shipped in quickly?"
Di Renjie said angrily: "It's difficult! If we can transport food, there is no need to maintain such lies, let alone stabilize food prices! In fact, I felt that food prices were wrong before. During disaster periods, food prices fluctuate, and the same is true for Taiyuan and Chang'an.
But they have been maintaining thirty cents per dou, there must be something fishy behind it, but I didn’t expect them to be so heartless!"
This was the first time Guo Yuanzhen saw Di Renjie angry, and he heard the sonorous and powerful voice: "Is there anything Mr. Di can do?"
Qiu Shenji was concerned: "If this continues, will it lead to a civil uprising?"
Di Renjie first answered Qiu Shenji's question: "With the guards here, it is difficult for a civil uprising to happen. I am afraid that the city gates will be opened, the people will be driven away, and people will flee!"
Everyone was horrified and shocked.
The people of Chang'an also fled to other parts of the country. How many people would die?
An Shengan couldn't believe it: "A saint wouldn't do this, and neither would the queen...the queen!"
Di Renjie shook his head slightly: "I am only preparing for the worst. I must prepare for the worst. Even if I dare to conceal the disaster, there is nothing those people can't do!"
Guo Yuanzhen asked again: "Mr. Di, is there any way to provide disaster relief now?"
Di Renjie glanced at Anshengan slightly, hesitated to speak, and finally his expression darkened.
There is a way.
The high-ranking nobles in Chang'an gathered together, and many high-ranking officials in the passes lived in more than a dozen cities in the north of the city, close to the imperial city and the palace city.
Just imagine that An Shengan's hometown is in Liangzhou, and the An family's roots are not in Chang'an. The food in the house can last for half a year. The mansions of those high-ranking families must have prepared a lot of food and grass. If they are willing to provide relief to the victims, it is
It can alleviate disasters and reduce panic to a great extent.
Not only the high-ranking gentry, but also dozens of monasteries and Taoist temples in Chang'an, the monks and Taoists should also come forward to relieve the disaster.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t work!
Guo Yuanzhen was extremely smart and roughly understood Di Renjie's thoughts. He clenched his hands into fists and remained silent.
Yeah, it doesn't work!
Qiu Shenji looked towards the square and remembered the giant Buddha soaked in blood.
The last time the Buddha fell, it was Rokuro who saved the innocent with a shocking knife.
Now that the people are suffering from calamity and the heaven and earth are in a furnace, who can ask about the wishes of the people?
Just when everyone was filled with suppressed sadness, there was a sudden commotion ahead.
"somebody is coming!"
"Isn't that Li Shaofu of Chang'an County Government?"
Everyone stood on tiptoe and raised their necks to see from a distance that Li Qiao was coming with a group of people.
Li Qiao was riding on a horse, waving his hands to both sides, making the people who were surrounding him move out of the way, but the person behind him couldn't see clearly.
Instead, I heard a lot of people shouting, as if they recognized who they were.
Gradually, the people who had refused to give in before moved to both sides, and an old man in purple robes appeared.
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Dai Zhide was the heir of the Taoist Duke Dai Zhou, who was the prime minister during the Zhenguan period. Dai Zhou, the left prime minister, and Wei Zheng, the right prime minister, were all fair-minded people. Li Shimin was very sad when he died of illness.
Dai Zhide inherited Dai Zhou's incense. He not only served as the Duke of the State, but also served as the minister of Zhongshu, Tongping Zhangshi, and then the guest of the prince, the right servant of Shangshu. He became the prime minister for a longer time than Li Jingxuan.
It's just that Dai Zhide was humble and had a gentle temper. An old woman once came to Shangshu to file a lawsuit. Dai Zhide had already accepted the ultimatum, but the old woman felt that he was not majestic and was afraid that he would not be able to make the decision. Dai Zhide asked for clarification.
He didn't get angry, so he returned the ultimatum to the old woman, reported it to her secretly, and settled the matter. Later, the old woman came to thank him, and all the officials knew the reason and all admired his elder's bearing.
Of course, it is good to be an elder with such a temper, but as a prime minister, it is inevitable that he will be tepid, and his sense of presence will be far inferior to that of the extremely sharp Li Jingxuan.
Dai Zhide's body was obviously not as strong as Li Yiyan's. He was older and his steps were a bit wobbly, but he refused to sit on the vehicle and walked over step by step.
All the officials asked solemnly: "What is Duke Dai going to do?"
Are you going to force me into the palace?
With this person’s temper, that’s not the case!
But His Majesty asked him to shut himself up and think about his mistakes. It would be a grave sin to leave the mansion!
Dai Zhide doesn’t even want the position of prime minister?
Yes, this old minister trembled and came to the Zhuque Gate. He did not enter the imperial city, but faced the direction of the Daming Palace and bowed his head: "I am the right servant of Shangshu, and I am in the position of prime minister. I don't check the pass.
The disaster has caused traitors to cause trouble, the public mood is turbulent, and there is a serious breach of responsibility. There is no way to avoid it, and I am guilty!!"
All the officials were moved.
The people were silent.
Through word of mouth, many of them knew that Dai Zhide had been punished long ago for suggesting that he go to Luoyang to eat. What crime could such a good official have?
And looking at Dai Zhide's old figure kneeling down and kowtowing in the direction of Daming Palace, the sound of the guards who could not stop no matter how much they scolded them finally became quiet in this square.
In the imperial city, Lai Heng showed confusion, while Pei Sijian remained silent.
Respect appeared in Di Renjie's eyes, he stepped forward, came behind Dai Zhide in full view of the crowd, and bowed to the Daming Palace together: "I am the internal guard Wu Dewei and the prime minister of Dali Temple. I did not check the people's sentiments, which caused the evildoers to cause trouble, and the disaster was terrible.
The people are suffering, and I am guilty!"
Guo Yuanzhen followed without hesitation: "I am an internal guard and a moral guard. I should guard the outside and the interior to guard against evildoers. I am guilty!"
An Shengan hesitated for a moment and stepped forward: "I am guilty!"
Just as the three people stepped forward, several people from various ministries also came out. They all knelt down behind Dai Zhide and shouted in unison: "I am guilty!"
Qiu Shenji touched his official robe and his legs trembled.
But looking at those resolute faces, the excitement and ecstasy of Xie Brown when he entered the officialdom was covered by this scene. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward with his fat body: "I am guilty too!"
It became quiet inside and outside the imperial city. Some people hurriedly reported to the palace, while others looked at the prostrate people and the silent people.
After a while, Li Qiao walked over.
Gradually, officials walked over one by one.
Whether they are Dai's disciples or former officials, they admire his courage to take action, or they want to calm the people's grievances and calm people's hearts, more and more officials are stepping out.
Soon, Pei Sijian, the Minister of War, walked over and knelt in a row with Dai Zhide: "I am guilty!"
Lai Heng's expression changed several times, but he finally came to the other side of Dai Zhide: "I am guilty!"
I saw more and more officials, especially the three prime ministers showing up, and officials in purple robes and scarlet robes also knelt down in several rows.
Some people rolled their eyes and joined the torrent with the idea that the law would not punish the public but could instead make money.
Whether he sincerely pleads for help for the disaster, or he just follows the crowd and takes advantage, the final situation is that hundreds of officials plead guilty in front of the imperial city, and the noise is loud and loud.
"The disaster is severe, the people are suffering, and the ministers are guilty, I hope your Majesty will punish them!!"