Datang: Longevity for Thousands of Years, Exposed by Xiao Sizi

Therefore, this side effect is simply not worth mentioning compared to the effectiveness of honeycomb coal.

"I understand. I'll prepare now!"

"Assistant, summon the pharmacists and others immediately, mobilize the army, and make honeycomb charcoal!"

Li Shimin was greatly shocked.

Changsun Wuji trembled and was about to agree immediately.

"No, Your Majesty, in this kind of weather, let the army rest."

The old man said with a smile.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Li Shimin looked at the old man again.

The old man smiled, exhaled softly, and said, "Let the people go."

"People don't have much to do now. Instead of freezing at home, it's better to let them move around and make coal with their own hands."

"When the time comes, Your Majesty only needs to ask the Ministry of Revenue to set up porridge stalls inside and outside Chang'an City to ensure that they have enough food to eat."

"After all, even if we send out a large army, we still have to open the granaries to collect food. It is really better to let the people work for themselves, and then let them earn their own food. This way, they will cherish the honeycomb coal more, and they will be more motivated, and they will also feel the value of their existence."

"Hehehe... oh, I've said too much. I don't really understand. This is all what His Highness said."

"What? This is called work-for-relief. It's more cost-effective and effective than direct disaster relief."

The old man said with a smile.

The room was extremely quiet.

The flames on the stove were still extremely fierce.

Li Shimin, Zhangsun Wuji, Du Ruhui and Wei Zheng all stared at the old man, their hearts filled with fear and they fell into complete contemplation.

Work-for-relief!

This idea is absolutely amazing!
They are still only at the stage of asking the imperial court to help the people, but using work-for-relief has completely gone beyond this scope.

The imperial court did not help the people directly, but instead gave them a method, a method to become rich.

Letting them exchange their labor for their necessities is simply amazing!
"it is good!"

After a long time, Li Shimin let out a breath and said in a deep voice.

“This method…”

"Please help me thank His Royal Highness the King of Chu for his work-for-relief program, which has helped us find new ideas."

"There is no time to lose, old sir. We will not disturb you any further. Once this matter is resolved, we will come back to drink with you!"

Li Shimin said solemnly.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Okay, but wait, Your Majesty, and everyone else, please take a seat first."

"Come here, bring the snow sand salt so His Majesty and the others can take it away."

The old man called out to the four people and shouted outside.

Hearing this, Li Shimin retracted his leg that was about to take a step forward.

I almost forgot about this.

Snow sand salt!
Last time they told the old man that if the other courtyard had enough, he would bring some to them. Unexpectedly, he really brought some!!
"this……."

"I almost forgot about it. Thank you very much, sir. Please keep it in mind."

Li Shimin said gratefully.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui looked at each other and bowed to the old man to express their gratitude.

"Does the King of Chu have a lot of this snow-sand salt?"

Li Shimin asked casually.

The old man shook his head and replied, "I really don't know. I usually don't care about your Highness's affairs."

"Moreover, Your Highness has quite a lot of assets, and I only manage what you have entrusted to me. I generally do not ask about other matters."

"This snow sand salt and sugar are all processed in the other courtyard. If Your Majesty has any ideas, you can go there and ask."

The old man answered.

Li Shimin nodded and said nothing more.

Soon, several people came up carrying eight large bags.

"Here is a bag of salt and a bag of sugar, Your Majesty. There are three more. One for each of you, please."

The old man laughed.

But Li Shimin just stood there in a daze.

Changsun Wuji and the other three were also a little dumbfounded.

Not for anything else, just because of this bag, damn, it is a big sack weighing 100 kilograms! !
It looked so cheaply packed, if it wasn't for the snow sand salt inside, they would have thought it was something worthless.

"this……."

Li Shimin took a deep breath, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly clasped his fists towards the old man and said, "Good! Good! Good!"

"Thank you very much, old sir. I will get busy now without further delay."

"By the way, old sir, if Young Master Qin comes back, please let me know as soon as possible."

Li Shimin said.

He really had a lot of doubts in his mind.

If there had not been the snow disaster, he would have led his troops directly to look for the King of Chu.

He always felt that Qin Changye must have a lot of this snow, sand and salt!

But it is impossible to guess exactly how many there are.

Seeing is believing.

Unfortunately, I’m not free now.

After saying that, Li Shimin hurried out with everyone, along with the snow salt and white sugar.

When they walked out of Wangyun Inn.

Before, the sky was clear, but it suddenly became dim again.

The wind is blowing.

Li Shimin suddenly looked up.

Stretched out his hand.

snow!
It started raining again.

"No, let's go!!"

Li Shimin shouted and rushed towards the imperial city.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui were also shocked.

No one expected that last night's snow had not ended yet and it had started again.

The heavy snow has not yet receded, and the people have not yet recovered from the snow disaster. If it comes again, the entire Tang Dynasty will probably be paralyzed.

The matter of heating is imminent!

They can't wait to come!!

….……….…….
Chang'an City.

Right next to Mingde Gate, there is a City God Temple.

This City God Temple is not big.

It took more than a hundred years to build, and few people come here to burn incense on weekdays. After all, there are many temples and Taoist temples in Chang'an City, and no one would come here.

Therefore, this place became the base camp for beggars or orphans.

Although Chang'an was the capital of the Tang Dynasty, there were many orphans and beggars.

The small City God Temple was packed with more than twenty people.

In this way, there is some warmth in this cold weather.

But, the wind blows!
The simple windows on all sides and the tightly closed door let in wind, and immediately, the heat that had accumulated because of the large number of people disappeared.

These people all had green faces and pale lips.

"It's going to snow outside again."

"Damn it, I haven't had time to collect firewood this year, and I don't have any thick clothes. What should I do?"

"If this continues, we will really...really freeze to death here."

A slightly older child in the crowd spoke up.

Everyone hugged themselves tightly.

Curled up.

I want to turn myself into a circle.

It seems that this will be warmer.

The youngest children huddled together to keep warm.

"Brother Yang... I think that before we freeze to death, we will all... starve to death."

“Hehehe…”

In the crowd, a thin child was shivering and laughing.

Hungry. Cold.

Surround them.

Like the god of death, hovering over their heads.

No one spoke.

The older children looked anxiously at the thick snow outside, the increasingly strong wind, and the snow that had begun to fall. They had no choice but to pull hard at their clothes.

But these clothes are just not enough.

In this temperature, it's like wearing nothing at all, it's completely useless.

“Gudong…”

He swallowed hard.

“Just die!!”

He closed his eyes.

At this time, even if they went out, no one could give them food.

Because every household has to prepare for themselves.

This year was originally a year of disaster.

The people themselves don’t have much food stored.

No one spoke in the City God Temple.

call…….
Only the wind outside was howling louder and louder.

Snowflakes were sweeping all over the sky, and it seemed that this time, they were even more ferocious than yesterday!
….………….….
Tai Chi Palace.

When Li Shimin came back with Changsun Wuji and the other two, the place was already full of people.

Li Jing, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin...
Everyone looked anxious, pacing back and forth, at a loss, with expressions exploding.

Empress Changsun kept looking outside.

"Everyone, it's almost time. His Majesty will be back soon."

"Your Majesty, Zhangsun Pushe, Wei Zhongshu, and Prime Minister Du, the three of them have gone to the Prince of Chu's Palace. Please be patient. I believe Your Majesty will definitely find a way."

Empress Chang Sun comforted everyone in a deep voice.

Just at this moment, Empress Changsun's eyes suddenly lit up.

She ran outside quickly.

"Your Majesty, you are back!!"

she screamed.

Suddenly.

Cheng Yaojin, Li Jing, Qin Qiong and others also turned their heads and looked outside the Taiji Palace.

I saw Li Shimin, Zhangsun Wuji and the other two walking in the snow.

"His Majesty!"

Immediately, Qin Qiong exclaimed and walked out quickly.

"Your Majesty, the heavy snow has started again. Please order disaster relief immediately."

"Otherwise... the people will really freeze to death or starve to death."

"By that time, it will really be too late."

Qin Qiong shouted hurriedly.

Li Shimin looked at them, took a deep breath, and walked into the Taiji Palace.

Empress Chang Sun quickly helped to pat the snow off her body.

"I know about this."

"The most urgent task is to quickly warm up the people."

Li Shimin shouted lowly.

"Your Majesty, now, let alone ordinary people, even some rich people don't have charcoal at home, and now the heavy snow has started to block the roads, we can't allocate charcoal at all."

"Besides, Your Majesty, the people are not prepared at all for winter. The gap is huge. Your Majesty, we don't have that much money to buy charcoal."

"The situation in Chang'an County and Wannian County is not good. If there is no solution now, I believe that by tomorrow, there will be people who will freeze to death."

Qin Qiong said hurriedly.

Li Shimin glanced at him.

"Don't worry, I already have a solution."

"Otherwise, what do you think I did at Wangyun Inn? To play?"

"Your Majesty, Master Qin is back?" Li Jing suddenly asked after hearing this.

Li Shimin shook his head and replied, "No, but do you remember the honeycomb coal you saw at the Wangyun Inn last time?"

"This time, whether the people of Chang'an can get through this hurdle depends on honeycomb briquettes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of Li Jing, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and others suddenly lit up, and they also looked as if they had realized something.

Honeycomb briquettes!
damn it!
This is truly a timely help!!

"Mr. Qin... Gulp... OK, Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

"I wonder if Master Qin still has this honeycomb briquettes?"

Li Jing asked again.

Yuchi Jingde, who was standing nearby, was a little confused.

Honeycomb briquettes?
what is this?
I have never heard of it.

However, seeing that several people knew about this thing and looked excited, the worries in my heart seemed to be reduced a lot.

He couldn't help but feel less panicked and insecure than before.

"This time, don't just think about what's ready."

Li Shimin took a deep breath and his eyes became much more serious.

In the past, whenever they had any problems, they would just take advantage of the ready-made food at the Prince Chu's Palace.

But this time, the snow covered a wide area. Not only Chang'an, but also a large area outside. It can be said that the north of Chang'an was covered by it.

What Qin Changye had available was not enough to provide relief to the entire disaster area.

We can only rely on...work-for-relief!!
Li Shimin was pondering these four words along the way.

The more he thought about it, the more shocked he was by Qin Changye's wisdom.

Absolutely!

Really amazing!

Let all the people devote themselves to this snow disaster. Then, what will there be to worry about?
Having a way to keep warm means having hope of survival.

Li Shimin took a deep breath, looked around, and said, "Work-for-relief!!"

"Assistant, explain it to them, and then start preparing. There is no time to waste."

Li Shimin shouted lowly.

Work-for-relief?!
After these words were spoken, Li Jing, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and others were all a little confused and looked at Changsun Wuji repeatedly.

Changsun Wuji quickly stood up and explained in detail.

It was extremely quiet inside the Taiji Palace.

Outside the hall, the cold wind was howling and heavy snow was falling.

When Changsun Wuji finished speaking, everyone present's hearts began to beat wildly.

incredible!

Unbelievable!

Exquisite!

Not from the perspective of humanity, but from the perspective of reality, the four words "work-for-relief" can be said to have made them understand everything! !

"The coal needed for honeycomb briquettes is available everywhere."

"Now, go ahead."

"This method must be spread throughout the North! Some people will make honeycomb coal, and some people will prepare relief food porridge!"

"Go!"

Li Shimin looked at Zhangsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and others and gave orders in a deep voice.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Almost at the same time, everyone bowed, clasped their fists, expressed their determination, and then left in a hurry.

This time, unlike before, I was panic-stricken and helpless.

But there is a tiger in my heart and my blood is boiling.

Li Shimin looked at their backs and sat down quietly aside.

He was thinking about something.

….….….….….….(End of this chapter)