I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

There was not a single tree within a mile radius outside the city, and the land was flat. The magnificent Bianzhou city could be seen at a glance.

Similarly, there were many pale and thin victims under the city walls.

Fang Yizheng's eyes dimmed and he sighed:

"There are too many victims. Even if we provide free porridge, we can't take care of them all."

"For now, we can only rotate them so that these disaster victims have something to eat."

After a pause, Fang Yizhi gritted his teeth and said:

"The trees near Bianzhou have been eaten up almost completely."

"If there is no food for half a month, none of these disaster victims will survive."

The mature and prudent Chen Yan quickly consoled him:

"Gongda, don't be discouraged and anxious."

"The Duke of Wei has arrived. The people of Bianzhou City are saved!"

The truth is this.

As I said just now, we will buy grain from the nobles when the time comes.

But Fang Yizheng was moved by the scene and felt uncomfortable when he saw these poor suffering victims.

He served as Sima in Bianzhou, although he was an assistant to the governor because of his special status.

But Chen Yan was like a hands-off boss, leaving all matters to Fang Yizheng.

Fang Yizheng measured the land of Bianzhou with his feet and did things down to earth.

Seeing the people he was meant to protect suffer, the pain in his heart was something he could not express to outsiders.

Fang Xuanling was deeply moved when he saw this.

His eldest son has never given him any worries since he was young. He has good character, is down-to-earth and has great ambitions.

Now, the hard work of the past few years has made it into a useful tool, which is gratifying.

The second and third sons are the least capable.

Since getting married on March 10th, he has gradually become more talented and outstanding.

The Fang family has three outstanding young men, and they are no exception.

As a grandfather, the joy in his heart is beyond words.

The Governor's Mansion in Bianzhou City is also the Bianzhou Prefecture Government Office.

A group of officials stood respectfully.

Fang Xuanling sat firmly in the hall, listening to the reports from the officials below.

He also looked through Bianzhou's government affairs such as taxation, people's livelihood, and household registration.

There was a faint smile on his face and he nodded from time to time.

The nervous hearts of the Bianzhou officials gradually calmed down.

Not to mention that Fang Xuanling's trip this time was to wait for the emperor to tour famous mountains and rivers and pray for rain.

It is said that Fang Xuanling himself was the left prime minister and Duke of Wei of the current dynasty.

The local officials of Bianzhou, a lower state, were terrified when they saw him, fearing that they would displease Fang Xuanling.

This is the head of civil servants.

If they fail to do their job well, Fang Xuanling has the right to dismiss them directly.

On the streets of Bianzhou City.

Fang Yizheng changed into a dark casual suit and strolled in Bianzhou City with Fang Yiyi and his wife.

Fang Yiyi looked at the wide and clean street.

Although the pedestrians on the road were dressed simply and were thin, there was light in their eyes.

This alone is already rare.

It can be seen that the people here have a goal in life under the governance of the Bianzhou government.

Chai Xueying saw that there were not many victims on the streets, and the lives of the people in Bianzhou City were not affected by the victims.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother, why don't we see many disaster victims in the city?"

Fang Yizhi pursed his lips and explained seriously:

"The people in the city are richer than those outside the city. Most of them have enough food to survive, and only a few people cannot get enough food."

"As for the disaster victims, Governor Chen discussed with me that no one can enter the city without help from the city."

“If the rich wanted to provide relief food, recruit workers or buy slaves, they had to go outside the city.”

"This way, we can prevent the disaster victims from affecting Bianzhou City."

Fang Yizhi took a deep breath and sighed:

"It should have caused some suffering to the people, but we must not let those who can still lead a normal life suffer."

Chapter 551: Chang Sun Da Lang has loved Princess Chang Le since he was a child and wins her heart

This decision is somewhat inhumane.

But it is the best solution right now.

Fang Yiyi raised his hand, embraced his dejected elder brother, shook him, and said with a smile:

"Brother, you are really amazing, in this situation."

"It can actually maintain the normal operation of Bianzhou City."

"You are indeed worthy of being my big brother!"

Fang Yizheng was stunned when he saw the genuine admiration expressed by his own brother.

The sadness on his face faded a lot.

Then, Fang Yiyi leaned close to Fang Yizheng's ear and whispered:

"You don't know."

"Before Chang'an, there were refugees. Tens of thousands of refugees crowded outside the city."

"A lot of refugees have also moved into Chang'an City, and there are countless robberies and extortions."

"Many people have been disturbed by the refugees."

"Your Majesty and the other gentlemen are all helpless."

"Look at your Bianzhou City again, it's amazing, brother!"

Being praised by one's own brother is more impressive than being praised by His Majesty and all the other gentlemen.

Fang Yizheng's face turned red instantly.

Proud, humble, and embarrassed:

"Nowhere is there!"

"The number of disaster victims in Bianzhou City is only a few thousand, which cannot be compared with the tens of thousands of refugees in Chang'an."

"Moreover, there was also cholera in the Eastern Turkic region in the north, a late spring cold snap, and a combination of natural and man-made disasters."

"That's why the court is too busy."

"Otherwise, with the great talents and strategies of Your Majesty and the other gentlemen, it would be easy to capture tens of thousands of refugees."

An extreme flattery, coupled with Fang Yizheng's extremely serious expression.

If Fang Yiyi and Chai Xueying hadn't known the inside story, they would probably have believed it.

Chai Xueying subconsciously wanted to refute.

After all, the problem of refugees has never been well solved in every dynasty since ancient times.

They either left it alone or sent troops to suppress it.

The disaster victims in Bianzhou City under Fang Yizheng's management did not cause trouble or go elsewhere to make a living. This was really good.

At the same time, she also knew that Fang Yiyi could solve the problem of refugees simply by throwing money at it.

Finally, a method of using work as a substitute for relief was devised, and the problem was solved with the promotion of Li Shimin.

Otherwise, let’s just talk about fishing.

There were tens of thousands of refugees, and even though Chang'an City was surrounded by eight rivers, the fish catch was abundant.

It can't withstand the long-term fishing by tens of thousands of refugees.

Not to mention that the refugees were half-naked and would freeze to death if they didn't starve to death.

"Xueying!" A surprised cry came from the front of the street.

Everyone heard this and went away.

Then they saw a pretty figure running towards them.

The moon-white chest-length skirt and the pink shawl fluttered as she ran.

The golden hairpins fluttered behind her hair.

Her flawless and beautiful face was filled with a joyful smile.

Of course, the most eye-catching is.

The two small fists on her chest trembled rapidly, which was very beautiful.

Chai Xueying ran up with a look of joy on her face and shouted:

"Pingting, why did you come to Bianzhou?"

The person who came was Zhangsun Wuji's legitimate daughter, Zhangsun Pinting.

Fang Yiyi asked curiously, "Why did Changsun Pingting come to Bianzhou instead of staying in Chang'an?"

"Even if she is with Duke Qi, she should go to Shannan Road, right?"

Fang Yizhi said, "It's useless to think so much, just ask and you'll know."

"However, it's good that you're here. It's just the right time to bring back the gift I prepared for Chang Sun Da Lang."

"After not seeing each other for several years, I didn't expect that Changsun Dalang would get married before me."

After a pause, Fang Yizhi said with some envy:

"Chang Sun Da Lang has loved Princess Chang Le since he was young. It can be said that he has finally gotten what he wanted by marrying her!"

Fang Yiyi, who was standing by, touched his nose awkwardly.

Chang Sun Chong did marry his sweetheart, but, ahem, the beauty belonged to him.

Chapter 552: Chang Sun Pingting's pursuit of true love

Fang Yizheng didn't hear his brother say anything, so he looked over curiously.

Seeing his brother's embarrassed look, he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"What's wrong? Why are you like this?"

Fang Yiyi said calmly: "Nothing, I just didn't expect Zhangsun Pinting to come."

In fact, what he was thinking was:

Brother, Chang Sun Chong married his sweetheart.

But his sweetheart was slept with by your brother!

No, no, no, it was his sweetheart who took the initiative to sleep with your brother!

After a few breaths.

Changsun Pingting held Chai Xueying's arm affectionately, and her snow-white arm was wrapped around her, which was very attractive.