After the court session, Wei Zheng felt a little depressed. He sat in the carriage and when he passed by Vermilion Bird Street, he suddenly saw Ye Yun's mansion.
"Stop!"
Wei Zheng shouted and got off the carriage. He entered the Ye residence after a moment of favoritism.
"Master, Lord Wei Zheng is here to visit.”
An old man came to report. It was Elder Wen. He was one of the refugees who had joined the Ye Residence and become a servant.
They were homeless, so they took the initiative to ask Ye Yun to stay.
"Please."
Ye Yun was sitting there while Li Lizhi was painting for him. She was already sore all over, so she found an excuse to slip away.
Not long after, Ye Yun walked into the hall.
"Lord Wei."
Ye Yun cupped his hands and said. Wei Zheng also stood up and cupped his hands in return. The two of them had a feeling of mutual affection.
"Lord Wei hasn't even changed his official robes. Did he just leave court?”
Ye Yun poured a cup of tea for Wei Zheng and asked curiously.
Wei Zheng drank this tea that he had never seen before, and his eyes lit up. He felt that the sullenness in the court today had dissipated a lot.
"It's like this. Today, in the imperial court,"
Wei Zheng didn't hide anything. After all, it was not a national secret. He told Ye Yun everything that happened in the court today.
Hearing Wei Zheng's words, Ye Yun suddenly understood.
So it was because of the matter of dealing with 300,000 refugees that caused the court to argue endlessly!
It should be known that the entire Chang 'an City, the surrounding counties, and the state capitals had a total population of no more than a million.
Of course, it was a lot. Even in the world, Chang 'an's prosperity and population were still shocking.
However, there were more than 300,000 refugees!
One-third of the entire Chang 'an area! If they were scattered, they would have to enter Chang 'an Fortress and the surrounding prefectures.
If such a large population were to be dispersed, it would have a great impact on the local area. This was because the majority of the population was old, weak, women, and children, which meant that the imperial court had to pay for their support.
If they were distributed to the various state capitals, the state capitals would have to pay for it themselves.
That was why the officials of the imperial court were dissatisfied. After all, the annual taxes and the people's livelihood were related to their performance.
There was also some small corruption. If they accepted these people, they would have nothing.
Li Shimin knew, and so did the officials.
However, the entire Imperial Court was against it, and even Li Shiming couldn't do anything about it.
"I see. Then, according to the current situation, what will be the final decision?”
Ye Yun asked. In fact, most of the time, some national policies were decided at the beginning.
The process was nothing more than wrangling or exchanging some benefits.
As expected, Wei Zheng snorted and said.
"Expel them all, expel them from Chang 'an! They scattered the 300,000 refugees and let them leave in different directions to prevent them from gathering and causing a disaster.”
Ye Yun's hand that was pouring tea suddenly trembled. He had thought of many possibilities, but he did not expect the imperial court's decision to be this.
Moreover, Ye Yun glanced at Wei Zheng without batting an eyelid. Although he was very dissatisfied, he was not as indignant as Ye Yun had imagined.
His heart suddenly turned cold. It wasn't Wei Zheng, but the limitations of the times!
In the eyes of the court officials and even Li Shimin, the lives of these ordinary people were not important.
They wouldn't admit it, but it was the truth.
From the root bone! They themselves would not notice that in the depths of their hearts, they really did not put ordinary people in their eyes.
In the face of the country's righteousness and their own interests, they would not choose hundreds of thousands of people.
After all, as long as they didn't gather together, they would be able to survive wherever they went.
In the past dynasties, such incidents were not rare.
Every time a natural or man-made disaster broke out, there would be no follow-up after the imperial court paid for the disaster relief.
If the imperial court had money, they would at least give some money to settle down.
However, if they did not have money, they would have to fend for themselves. At most, they would be given a bite to eat, and the state government would give them porridge along the way.
"Is the Imperial Court really that poor?”
Ye Yun couldn't help but ask.
Wei Zheng nodded and then shook his head.
"Poor, but it's not to the extent that we can't settle 300,000 refugees.”
"It's because of national policy. The Great Tang has just taken over the Turkic steppe, and in recent years, the Great Tang has been plagued by natural and man-made disasters.”
"The surrounding countries are restless. His Majesty has been expanding his armaments.”
Ye Yun understood. Although Wei Zheng didn't say it explicitly, his meaning was obvious.
That was, money had to be saved on the edge of the blade. Li Shimin and the officials in the court did not want to use this money to save the 300,000 people.
After all, settling them down was more expensive than raising an army of 300,000!
How many soldiers did the Great Tang have? This was not the golden age of Zhenguan yet, and the Great Tang only had five hundred thousand soldiers.
If he really wanted to settle these 300,000 refugees, it would be the same as raising an army of 300,000!
Moreover, they had to raise it for a year, at least until they produced food!
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