At the end of the second year of Zhenguan, the huge Great Ming Palace was completely silent. Li Er, who was sitting at the head of the table, had a gloomy expression, while the civil and military officials below did not even dare to breathe. The entire world seemed to have fallen into a strange silence at this moment.
This made Li Er's expression turn even uglier.
As the emperor of a country, he had begun to crush the Turks in the east this year, and his country had been completely unified. This had caused him to be in high spirits.
A sudden flood interrupted all her fantasies, forcing him to face the current situation.
Especially under such circumstances, the great clans once again jumped out. In the dark, there were already many comments saying that his throne was not legitimate, that he had killed his brother and forced his father, that this was a punishment from the heavens.
Originally, he didn't care much about this, but the situation didn't improve at all, especially because he had inherited too many things from the Sui Dynasty. In some places, the entire system of officials hadn't been changed. The result of dealing with this flood was obvious.
When the news reached Chang 'an and even reached his ears, it was already extremely disastrous. There were even hundreds of thousands of refugees. Such a number might not be a big deal in normal times, but at this critical moment, it was definitely a big deal.
In order to deal with these refugees, the entire court meeting had been going on for two days, but they still could not come up with an excuse.
The first problem was food. The refugees had to solve the food problem first. However, the Sui Dynasty was in chaos, and the entire world was in short supply of food, let alone mobilizing food from other places.
And even if the problem of grain was solved, the implementation of the entire government could not be guaranteed.
"Tell me, why don't you say it? I see that you guys are all very logical in the past. Why is it that when something happens, no one says anything!”
Li Er took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the anger that was about to erupt. He looked down and spoke in a dense voice. It was obvious that his expression was extremely ugly.
Faced with the Emperor's anger that was about to erupt, most people chose to lower their heads. Those who could resolve it did not speak. As great clans, they were still waiting to see the Emperor make a fool of himself. As for those who could not resolve it, even more so, no one spoke.
It was only when this silence made Li Er almost unable to suppress his anger that a figure stood up and spoke in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, the plan now is to mobilize the grain first. I wonder if the grain stored by Emperor Wen of the previous dynasty can be mobilized!”
Fang Xuanling's words seemed to break the silence in an instant, causing many people to raise their eyebrows.
These people naturally understood what Fang Xuanling meant. The Sui Dynasty had built many granaries in various places, including the famous Xingluo Granary, Huiluo Granary, Changping Granary, Liyang Granary, Guangtong Granary, and so on. The stored grain was more than a million stone.
In the 11th year of Zhenguan, Ma Zhou, the censor of supervision, said to Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty,"The Sui family is the heir to Luokou, and Li Mi is the heir to Luokou. The treasury of Xijing is also used by the state and has not been used up until now.”At that time, the Sui Dynasty had already perished for 20 years, and Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty had already died for 33 years. However, the food and cloth had not been used up yet. In 1969, a granary of the Sui Dynasty was discovered in Luoyang, the ruins of Hanjiacang. It covered an area of more than 450,000 square meters and had 259 grain cellars. There was also a grain cellar that still had 500,000 catties of charred grain. The abundance of grain reserves was definitely enough to scare people to death.
Under such circumstances, mobilizing these rations was indeed the best choice because they were the only rations they could mobilize.
However, they were a little surprised that Fang Xuanling would say such a thing. After all, it was a taboo to hold court before the current dynasty, especially in the face of a disaster. It was even more so to use the things of the previous dynasty. However, it was only an accident. This had nothing to do with them. They just wanted to watch the show.
Hearing Fang Xuanling's words, Li Er's eyes narrowed slightly.
However, he was not one of those emperors of the Manchu Dynasty. This only made him hesitate, not even uncomfortable.
As for his hesitation, it was because he had originally planned to use the rations to counterattack the Turks, but in this situation, he had no other choice. After all, the effects of this catastrophe could not be expanded. They had to be contained, or else if it continued to ferment, even his rule would be shaken.
"Yes!"
"Minister of Agriculture, go and mobilize the rations!”
Li Er's words were extremely decisive.
I obey!
As Li Er's words fell, a figure walked out from below and replied respectfully. When he retreated again, Li Er looked at Fang Xuanling again, waiting for his next words.
Mobilizing rations naturally wouldn't solve the problem. In fact, this was only the most necessary and the first thing that needed to be dealt with. It wasn't everything that needed to be dealt with. The most important thing was the post-disaster arrangements and how to implement these things. This was the key.
However, this step was also the most difficult. As the saying goes, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, the imperial power has not been in the countryside. More than 100,000 refugees may seem huge, but this was actually not a big deal for the entire Tang Empire. Under such circumstances, it was actually impossible for these officials to carry it out to the end. After all, let alone now, even in two thousand years, they might not be able to carry it out 100%. Now, it was even more ridiculous. If they could execute it ten or twenty percent, they would report it to Jun Father and An Limin.
Fang Xuanling naturally understood this. However, since he had spoken, he naturally had a way. His hesitant voice soon sounded again.
"Your Majesty, I think the most important thing is to repair the river to prevent the flood from spreading again. As for the disaster, we can let the local governments settle it themselves.”
The simple words and content didn't seem to be a solution, nor was it a solution to the problem. Fang Xuanling only had one goal, and that was to repair the river to prevent the flood from spreading.
This might seem cruel, but it was the only way to deal with the situation in this era. As for disaster relief, it was impossible. They could only blame themselves for ensuring the basic necessities of life.
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