Chapter 1422 To imitate the old things of the previous dynasty and be the emperor who chases grain
Chapter 1422: Do you want to follow the example of the previous dynasty and become the emperor who pursues food? (Please subscribe and vote)
"Thank you Sister Wu, just give me a cup of black tea."
Li Mingda smiled sweetly, waited for Wu Meiniang to pour him a cup of black tea with a very beautiful color, and took a sip.
"Sister Wu, I have the latest news about Brother Cheng San..."
Having said this, Li Mingda raised his eyebrows obviously proudly, seeing the expression of this indescribably noble Princess Jinyang.
Wu Meiniang couldn't help but her eyes lit up, and she filled Li Mingda with the fragrant black tea soup.
Sure enough, Li Mingda soon vividly told the story that his mother told him about Brother Cheng San's great power in Yaozhou.
When Li Mingda finished speaking, Wu Meiniang could not help but sigh.
"He is not worried about himself even if he puts himself in such danger..."
Although Li Mingda believed that Brother Cheng San would be unharmed, he heard what Sister Wu said.
She couldn't help but nodded in agreement. "What Sister Wu said is that swords have no eyes. We should indeed remind Brother Cheng San to pay attention to safety."
"Sister Wu, Brother Cheng San has made great achievements again. He should be returning to Chang'an soon, right?"
"It's hard to say. Everything depends on His Majesty's wishes."
After hearing this answer, Li Mingda couldn't help but sigh in frustration.
He gently plucked the teacup with his fingers, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "I miss him so much. Where are you, Sister Wu?"
Looking at Li Mingda's bright and deep starry eyes, Wu Meiniang sighed quietly and nodded slightly.
For a moment, the two looked at each other in silence. They already had a tacit understanding and understood each other's thoughts.
As a result, many thoughts that cannot be known to others can be communicated freely.
"Yesterday, my mother said that another courtier came to propose marriage. It's true..." Li Mingda clenched her pink fist and said angrily.
Wu Meiniang asked tentatively in a low voice.
"Do you want……"
Li Mingda's little face, which resembled Empress Changsun's, suddenly turned red, but she still shook her head resolutely.
"No, I'm a girl, I have to be reserved."
Wu Meiniang could only hold back the corners of her mouth that almost raised and nodded in agreement.
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Just when Li Shimin was relieved to have solved the crisis in Yaozhou on Jiannan Road, he received a visit from Fang Xuanling and Tang Jian.
When he saw the serious expressions of Fang Xuanling and Tang Jian, Li Shimin, who was originally in a relaxed mood, couldn't help but think.
After Li Shimin heard the two men's secret performance, he suddenly felt bad.
"You mean, Chang'an's grain reserves are no longer enough to sustain the autumn harvest?"
Fang Xuanling's expression looked very solemn, she nodded and explained in a low voice.
"Yes, Your Majesty, in one and a half months at most, Chang'an's food reserves will be exhausted, and there are still two months until the autumn harvest."
"This year, the snow disaster in Guanzhong consumed a large amount of stored grain for disaster relief. Later, floods occurred again, and another batch of grain was needed."
"If they are transferred out, the grain reserves in Guanzhong will not be enough to sustain the autumn harvest."
Li Shimin sat up straight and his face became solemn. "I'll quickly transfer grain from various warehouses in Luoyang to Guanzhong."
"Your Majesty, there were many disasters in various places last year, and a lot of grain was transferred from the warehouses in Luoyang."
"There is still some grain in stock. However, in summer, the river water has surged. If we want to transport grain into Guanzhong, I am afraid..."
"..." Li Shimin's face suddenly became ugly, and he stood up and walked around the Ganlu Hall with some anxiety.
Fang Xuanling and Tang Jian could only look at the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty eagerly, waiting for him to make a decision.
Li Shimin walked around for a long time before sighing faintly.
"Is it possible that the Tang Dynasty, which has only been in existence for less than thirty years, must follow the example of the previous dynasty and become the emperor who pursues food?"
"Your Majesty!" Fang Xuanling heard this and spoke quickly.
"This proves that the prosperity of the people's rule in the Tang Dynasty has allowed Guanzhong to have a population that has multiplied in just over twenty years, comparable to that of the previous dynasty at its peak."
"However, as the population of Guanzhong increases day by day, food in Guanzhong has indeed become a big problem."
Tang Jian on the side also braced himself and spoke to Li Shimin. "Your Majesty, in extraordinary times, extraordinary things should be done."
"I believe that the only solution for now is to ask Your Majesty to send food to Luoyang in the name of patrolling Luoyang eastward."
"Luoyang is the center of the canal and the hub of transportation in the world. Its abundant grain reserves are the best in the world."
"Just Luoyang?" Li Shimin smacked his mouth in pain, Guanzhong was the foundation of the Tang Dynasty.
But he really didn't expect that with the long-term peace and stability of the Tang Dynasty, a large number of people would flock to Guanzhong.
In particular, a large number of non-agricultural people poured into Guanzhong and Chang'an, making it increasingly difficult for Guanzhong, which had experienced thinning soil and frequent disasters since the Han Dynasty, to support the population explosion.
Originally, Li Shimin thought that it would take thirty or fifty years to seriously think about this kind of problem.
Never would I have thought that after being in power for more than ten years, I would already start to worry about such things.
The reason for the name of the eastward patrol is naturally because the emperor's eastward patrol will definitely be accompanied by a large army, and the Sixteenth Guards alone has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses.
Including the accompanying persons, it is almost equivalent to taking away one-tenth of Chang'an's population.
With so many fewer people, the worry of food shortages will naturally be greatly alleviated.
Thinking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
He did not want the tragedy of people starving to death due to lack of food to occur in Guanzhong, which was originally peaceful and peaceful.
"That's all. In that case, I'd like to ask you, the two ministers, to report this matter to you at the court meeting tomorrow."
"Your Majesty the Holy Might..."
Li Shimin watched the relieved Fang Xuanling and Tang Jian walk away quickly, then slowly sat down behind the table.
When I think about the land of Jiaozhou, one year old and three crops are harvested, but the people in Guanzhong work so hard that they can't even feed the population of Guanzhong.
Such a huge contrast is really a headache.
This made Li Shimin couldn't help but think of the blessed general Cheng Chubi who had just recaptured Jianchuan City for the Tang Dynasty and was probably still jumping up and down Jiannan Road at this moment.
Didn't he try to grow three-crop rice in Guanzhong before? Why don't you ask that kid?
Maybe he can have some ideas to solve the increasingly urgent problem of food shortage in Guanzhong.
Thinking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but pick up the pen, but after thinking about it, he put the pen back.
This guy was teasing the King of Wu's concubine with Li Ke. Before she had time to argue with him, she asked him for advice. Doesn't that mean that she had already exposed the matter and not mentioned it?
But, should I agree to that kid Ke'er?
Just when Li Shimin was frowning and working hard, Queen Changsun had already arrived...