God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

After returning, he asked Zhang Jian to check the horse's body, and sure enough, he found something wrong, and the horse died of poisoning.

Immediately, Du He ordered Zhang Jian to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Du He knew in his heart that this matter would never be so simple. If he hadn't had the Desert Eagle on that day and had really faced off against Dorazan, no matter whether he fought too much or not, once his mount died suddenly, he would surely Give Doraz an opportunity, and when the time comes, there is no doubt that he will be the one who fell to the ground.

At this moment, upon hearing Zhang Jian's report, Du He couldn't help but frowned: "Is it difficult to investigate this matter? We only need to investigate the people who have been in contact with that horse that day one by one. Why are there no clues?"

Zhang Jian showed embarrassment, and said: "Master, before entering the palace that day, we handed over all the horses to the imperial army, who will take care of them. If there is any problem, it can only be caused by the imperial army. However, although the fangs have grown, Although our intelligence network is sound, the imperial guards are the guards in the deep palace, so we cannot find any news."

Du He thought for a while, then nodded: "I'm afraid this matter is not simple. Who wants this young master to die? Keep watching this matter. As soon as you have any news, please let me know. By the way, it's about the Imperial Army." Let the brothers of Fang Fang be careful, don't find out the news, and then plant yourself in."

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Jian patted his chest and promised.

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The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the sun is scorching the earth like fire.

Victims who had been silent for a while because of the appearance of mahjong, gathered in various places in Chang'an, and became irritable. There were crowds and riots every now and then. For a while, there was an undercurrent in Chang'an City, and the natives in the city united to drive away the victims. , Even the ministers of the DPRK and China, above the early court, suggested that Li Er drive all the victims out of Chang'an City, close the city gates, and prevent the victims from entering the city, so as to appease the people.

During the morning court for three consecutive days, they were discussing how to deal with the disaster victims.

Li Er lost a lot of hair, and several wrinkles increased, but there was no solution.

That evening, just after Du He had dinner, he heard that Du Ruhui had come to the furniture factory.

He greeted him personally at the door.

When Du Ruhui got out of the carriage, he frowned tightly, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Du He stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Father, looking at you like this, are you being scolded by His Majesty again? Let me tell you, you are old and have made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty, but what the prime minister did It doesn't mean much, why don't you return to your hometown as soon as possible, move to the villa I built for you, enjoy the scenery, play mahjong, and find a few maids to serve you, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Du Ruhui said a little speechlessly: "You, you, I have been thinking about this entertainment all day long. Besides, I have followed His Majesty for many years, and I have always been cautious in doing things. I have always tried my best to contribute to the community. How can Your Majesty reprimand me? However, recently there are some The troublesome matter cannot be dealt with for a long time, and my father is bored, so he wants to come to the furniture factory to relax."

With that said, Du Ruhui backed away, and walked slowly along the spacious avenue of the furniture factory with Du He.

"Father, outsiders say that you and Mr. Fang are His Majesty's right-hand man. You two are called Fang Mou Duan. This kind of troublesome matter should be left to Mr. Fang. You can just hand it over to His Majesty after deliberation. .” Du He said with a curl of his lips.

Du Ruhui smiled wryly and said, "Not only Mr. Fang can't handle this matter, but His Majesty also has no way to deal with it. Right now, all civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty are distressed."

"Oh?" Du He looked surprised, "What is so important?"

"As for the disposal of the disaster victims, there are more and more disaster victims in Chang'an City, and there will inevitably be various troubles. In order to deal with such a large number of disaster victims, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are now trying to find a way, but no one can come up with a solution. A surefire solution." After Du Ruhui finished speaking, he sighed.

Today, there are two main viewpoints in North Korea and China.

One is to open warehouses to release grain, relieve the victims, and make the victims full, so that it is possible to prevent various incidents from happening.

Then drive out all the victims of the disaster, close the gates of the city, and make trouble outside the city. As long as the lives of the people in the city are not affected, all kinds of conflicts can be resolved.

However, both of these strategies have obvious flaws, and it is impossible for Li Er to adopt them.

After hearing this, Du He suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know what the problem is. It turned out to be a matter of the victims. It's very simple. Isn't it because the victims are full and have nothing to do? There are many ways to solve it, and there is one way." It's the most direct."

"What method?" Du Ruhui grabbed Du He's sleeve and asked excitedly.

Du He said with a smile: "Any troubles are due to being full and strong. The solution is very simple, just don't give them food. As long as these victims have no strength, they won't make troubles."

Du Ruhui shook his head resolutely: "That can't be done, absolutely can't, Your Majesty loves the people like a son, the victims are now relying on the government's relief, and they are already starved to death, if they don't distribute food, the people will starve to death, what will we do then? ? That is a living life, starving the people to death is the work of tyranny, and His Majesty will never allow it."

Du He shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is another method, but it is more troublesome to operate."

"Oh? What's the solution? Trouble doesn't matter, as long as it can solve the problem." Du Ruhui immediately became solemn when he heard that Du He had another idea.

Outsiders say that Du He is unreliable, but Du Ruhui knows very well that although his son likes to do heresy ways, he often has many ways that others can't think of.

Du He thought for a while before saying, "Relief with work."

Du Ruhui asked in a daze, "Why work for relief?"

Du He carefully explained: "To put it bluntly, let everyone have food to eat, work to do, and then no one will make trouble after eating. In short, it is to let the victims know that they can eat , but the premise is to work...Of course, the specific operation is still relatively cumbersome, dad, go to the study, let's talk in detail."

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(The fourth update is presented. Although there is something to do, the fourth update still needs to be guaranteed. Thank you brothers for your support and understanding.)

Chapter 249

Du He led Du Ruhui to the study and talked about it in detail.

Du Ruhui finally had a detailed understanding of this work-for-relief matter.

Finally, he said with bright eyes: "In this way, not only can the problems of a large number of victims be solved, but it can also provide a large number of craftsmen for the construction of Chang'an City!"

Du He nodded: "That's right, according to rough statistics, there are already tens of thousands of victims in Chang'an City, and there are many skilled craftsmen among them. , but it would cost the government a lot of food, it’s not worth it when you think about it, if you make good use of it, it will be a huge force, I think His Majesty will definitely agree to this matter, anyway, for the victims of the disaster , What needs to be solved at this stage is the problem of food, as long as three meals a day are enough, there is absolutely no problem in working, as for the future, when the famine passes, everything will be solved."

Du Ruhui stared at Du He dumbfounded, and asked curiously: "He'er, are these methods of yours also taught by immortals?"

Du He pointed to his head, and asked with a smile: "Father, others say that I am a disciple of a fairy, don't you believe it? Others don't know, don't you know that there is no fairy around me, there are a lot of skilled craftsmen heap."

Du Ruhui suddenly said with some embarrassment: "Well, He'er, although I already have a general understanding of the method of work-for-relief, if I submit it to His Majesty in its entirety, I'm afraid it will be difficult, why don't you draft it? Shall I submit a copy to His Majesty tomorrow morning?"

In the past, Old Du would definitely use orders unceremoniously towards Du He.

But now it is different, Du He has grown up, and in less than half a year, he has become the county uncle of Huyi, with a great reputation in Chang'an City, and when Old Du speaks, he unconsciously becomes more polite.

Du He smiled slightly: "What's so difficult about this, the method of providing relief with work is always a good thing that benefits the country and the people. It is always good to find a way out for the victims of the disaster. I will draft the manuscript."

"He'er, I thank you on behalf of His Majesty and the disaster victims."

Du He waved his hand: "Father, what are you talking about? If you want to say thank you, then let Li Er... oh no, Your Majesty, just come to thank me in person. Now go back and rest. I won't see you in a few days. You're all emaciated a lot."

"Alright!"

Du Ruhui got up to leave, and Du He sat down at the table, spread out the paper, and prepared to grind ink and start writing.

"Hey, the water-based pen is just used up. The system is so stupid that I didn't say to get a fountain pen for this young master. This writing brush...is still inconvenient!" Du He shook his head helplessly.

As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.

I saw Li Yuanshu walking in.

"Yuanshu, why are you here?" Du He asked in surprise, it was already late at night.

Li Yuanshu said with a smile: "I met Du Xiang on the road just now, and he told me that you have something to do tonight. I have nothing to do anyway, so I came to help."

"Okay, just right, I have some ideas, but they are not very clear, and I need you to help me refer to them."