I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

"Xue Li, Zhou Peizhao, get everyone together!"

The loud voice penetrated the rain curtain and floated into the ears of many people.

As word spread, the team lined up neatly in front of Fang Yiyi in half a cup of tea.

Fang Yiyi looked at the people who were trembling but looking solemn, and shouted loudly:

"Carry all your marching tents and head to the refugee gathering place outside Mingde Gate in Chang'an City. Once you arrive, follow Madam's orders!"

"Yes, Langjun!"

A unanimous cry came from everyone's mouth.

Fang Yiyi rushed straight to Zhuangzi without stopping.

Within the quarter of an hour when he arrived at Zhuangzi.

Zhou Peizhao and others carried the folded marching tents out of their wooden house and headed towards their destination.

Inside Zhuangzi.

It was raining heavily and everyone was resting in the wooden house.

When Fang Yiyi's carriage arrived, the sharp-eyed people saw that the person driving the carriage was actually Sanlang of the Fang family, and they all exclaimed in surprise.

"It's Fang Jia Sanlang, hurry up and get a dry handkerchief!"

"Hurry up and take the umbrella to protect Fang Sanlang from the rain."

"Fang Sanlang, why did you come here by yourself in a carriage?"

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Chapter 415: I just followed orders before, and the only thing I had to choose between was my country and my family

Amid the concerned voices of the widows.

Fang Yiyi was surrounded by the crowd and entered the manor, heading straight for Mr. Zhang's residence.

"Mr. Zhang, the rain is too strong. I'm worried about the crops we planted."

"Do you have any idea to solve this problem?"

"There can't be any mistakes in what we grow."

"Is it too late to put up a shed now?"

This series of words made Mr. Zhang a little dazed.

His somewhat yellow eyes looked at Fang Yiyi's nervous and worried expression, and he said quickly:

"My dear, it's too late to build a shed for now!"

"The only thing we can do now is to protect the crops from the rain."

"But there's nothing to shelter from the rain!"

Fang Yiyi frowned, looking at the fields in the distance, and said worriedly:

"What should we do?"

"Those things, as long as they are planted, can solve the problem..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Zhang made up his mind and said to the widow who had gathered around him:

"Everyone in the village who is able to walk, please bring your spare quilts and cloths!"

"Let's go to the fields and cover those things up!"

"Okay, let's go home now!"

"Okay, hurry up, let's go home and get our things!"

"I'll call someone!"

......

The people who gathered around scattered instantly!

Fang Yiyi slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, human power can stop the rain!"

The next moment, he looked at the injured women and children around him and became annoyed again.

Use manpower to shelter potatoes and sweet potatoes from wind and rain.

Fang Yiyi had thought about this. There were now hundreds of refugee households in Zhuangzi, with a total population of over a thousand.

When passing by the training base, thinking that the refugees needed resettlement, he asked Zhou Peizhao and others to go and help the refugees first.

He was so concerned that he forgot that most of the widows were women, children and disabled.

Mr. Zhang was an experienced man. He saw Fang Yiyi's concerns at a glance and comforted him:

"My dear, the fields of those crops are not big."

"We have a lot of people. One group of us will use blankets to block the rain first, while the other group will quickly make a batch of tents and replace them when the time comes."

As he spoke, Mr. Zhang shouted to the old woman in the next room:

"Mrs. Sun, go find Carpenter Sun and Blacksmith Wang."

"Tell him to gather a group of people and cut some wooden stakes. They must be strong and a foot long!"

"Row!"

Mrs. Sun quickly put down the work in her hands, held up an oil-paper umbrella, and ran quickly to the nearest home of Carpenter Sun.

At this moment, Fang Yiyi was completely relieved, and bowed to Zhang Weng with gratitude, saying:

"I was so anxious that I lost my composure. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang was calm and gave orders. Otherwise..."

Mr. Zhang hurried forward, lifted Fang Yiyi up, and interrupted:

"My dear, you don't need to thank me, nor blame yourself!"

"The importance of those things is known to me."

"If not for this, Fang Jia Sanlang would definitely not have lost his sense of proportion!"

Fang Yiyi cast a grateful look again, looked towards the direction of Chang'an, smiled bitterly and said:

"We were just following orders before."

“The only thing you have to choose between is your country and your family.”

"Right now, tens of thousands of refugees are suffering from the rainstorm outside Chang'an City."

"And this crop is related to the future development of the Tang Dynasty."

"This junior is really confused!"

In his previous life, he was the Chinese military king.

All you need to do is work hard to complete the orders given by your superiors.

Even if one makes one's own decision against the orders from the superiors, it is only a choice between dozens of lives.

But this time, after seeing the miserable situation of tens of thousands of refugees, his heart was really in turmoil.

When Mr. Zhang saw Fang Yiyi's self-blaming and helpless look, he did not comfort him, but just looked at this handsome young man with admiration.

At the same time, a flash of heartache appeared deep in his eyes!

Chapter 416 This Tang Dynasty is my Tang Dynasty!

Sun Weng sighed in his heart: "Young Master is only a teenager, but he has taken on such a heavy responsibility. It's really... "

Then, Mr. Sun made up his mind to help Fang Yiyi take care of the land and not let him worry about it.

The widows were quick and efficient and quickly prepared the necessary bedding and cloths.

Mr. Zhang took inventory and selected about a hundred people, who entered the fields in the heavy rain.

Plain-colored quilts or cloths were spread out and tilted to cover the green fields.

With flesh and blood, they built a simple yet extremely sturdy canopy.

Mr. Zhang even brought a few people with him, carrying hoes, and worked in the ridges of the fields to drain the accumulated water.

It took just over half a minute for the heavy rain to fall.

Many widows are already trembling with fear!

More than half a month of ample food and clothing made their frail bodies strong.

But it couldn't hold out for a moment in this merciless, cold rainstorm.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Zhang immediately gave orders and another hundred people came to replace them.

With reasonable arrangements, each widow would be tired but not physically unable to bear it.

Fang Yiyi looked at this scene, his eyes filled with emotion.

In the imperial city, in the imperial study in the side hall of Taiji Hall.

Li Shimin looked at Zhao Yang, the guard of Mingde Gate, who was covered in rain, and frowned.

"Place the refugees in the camp of the Right Army Guard."

"Do you know what the consequences of such behavior will be?"

Zhao Yang lowered his head and said in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"I know, but those refugees are also your Majesty's people!"

"They are the common people of my blood!"

"I am confident that there will be no trouble!"

Li Shimin narrowed his eyes, stared at Zhao Yang for a few breaths, and then smiled:

"Okay, since you have confidence!"

"Then I will trust you on this matter!"

Zhao Yang was overjoyed as he didn't expect Li Shimin to agree so easily.

He looked up in astonishment, looking at Li Shimin's trusting expression, and said with tears of gratitude:

"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. I will do my best not to let Your Majesty down!"

Li Shimin stood up and walked to Zhao Yang's side. He ignored the other's armor that was soaked with rain and patted his shoulder and said:

"I have appointed you to guard Mingde Gate for me. I trust you and believe that you are loyal to me."

"Since you are confident this time, I will not doubt it."

“Be brave and do it!”

"If you do well, I will promote you. If you don't do well, you will be a soldier and accumulate military merits again!"

Zhao Yang ignored the words that he would have to accumulate military merit again if he failed, and he immediately crossed his arms and bowed, saying:

"Then your majesty, please wait for me to be promoted! I will take my leave!"

"Hahaha, I'm waiting!"

Li Shimin laughed heartily again.

After Zhao Yang left.

Li Shimin walked to the door of the hall and looked at the water flowing down from the eaves like a column. The smile on his face faded.

The majestic dragon's eyes were filled with fatigue.

"It has been decided to resettle the refugees and level the site for the Daming Palace."

"After we get through this day, we can start tomorrow and completely solve the problem of refugees."

"Why did God suddenly send down a torrential rain?"

"Are you going to stop only after you have taken the lives of these tens of thousands of refugees?"

After more than ten breaths.