"There are no clouds above, no breeze below. The hibiscus is burning, the weather is bright and it is rising to the south..." Poem of the Great Summer
To fight this war without gunpowder, the first thing is to know that you know yourself and the enemy. Wang Jiang knew it in his heart. Just as he was about to answer, he saw several people rushing outside. The three of them took a closer look and saw that it was Wang Jiang's subordinate Taicang Cheng.
, the man bowed deeply to Wang Jiang, Mi Zhu and others, and said hastily: "It's not good, there are lives outside Anmen!"
Wang Jiang and others were shocked. Taicang is near Anmen. Recently, Chang'an ordered Wang Lingzheng and Shihou Wen to set up tents and provide porridge inside and outside the city. As a result, many victims without food gathered near the city gate. This time
If civil unrest breaks out near Anmen, Taicang will be the first to bear the brunt. The more Wang Jiang thought about it, the more frightened he became. He kept asking, "What's going on? How could someone be so good be killed?"
"The refugees were so hungry that they couldn't listen to advice. When they saw there was porridge, they all rushed to grab it. When they got a bowl of porridge, they found it too bland. Some of them smashed the bowl and started to make a fuss. We were waiting at the city gate.
People rushed to stop them, and people on both sides started fighting. I don't know whether four or five refugees were beaten to death or trampled to death, and their bodies just fell to the ground." Taicang Cheng also happened to hear the movement in Anmen and went there.
After looking at the live situation for a few times, he looked frightened: "Now the victims are gathering more and more. If we don't stop it quickly, I'm afraid something big will happen!"
Seeing the worried look on the other side, Wang Jiang lost his mind for a moment and said in a panic: "Quick, go find Beibu Lieutenant!"
At this moment, the first thing that came to his mind was Qin Yi, which made Mi Zhu feel a little strange. He couldn't help but glance at Wang Jiang. A thought flashed through his mind, and then he stopped without thinking: "A little
Little Northern Lieutenant, what’s the use of looking for him!”
Wang Jiang was speechless for a moment, with his lips tightly closed, his gray-black beard trembling constantly, his eyes fixed on Mi Zhu, hoping that the other party would come up with an idea. Mi Zhu was still calm at this time, and their family had been there for many years.
He had seen a lot of such uneven distribution of rice when he was in Donghai Kingdom. It was just that at that time, Guandong was in troubled times, and there were often traitors with evil intentions among the refugees. But now in Guanzhong
Under stable circumstances, the story of the past is repeated.
Mi Zhu couldn't help but murmured: "Something is really out of the ordinary..." Then he ordered Bao Chu, who was already holding the hilt of his sword and waiting for orders: "Go to the captain of the city gate and ask Mr. Fu to calm the situation. See you next time."
I will take charge of Jinwu Sima Gong and ask him to rectify the Tiqi and prepare for any unexpected events!"
The riot outside Anmen was not large in scale. It did not even need to wait for Zhijinwu Sima Fang to take action. It was quickly suppressed by Chengmen Xiaowei Fuwan. Although the situation remained stable after that, this incident was still a matter of concern to the court.
The king and his ministers sounded the alarm.
At noon the next day, the emperor had just finished a bowl of porridge, salt and vegetables in the Qingliang Hall. Fayan, the Tingwei, came to His Highness while coughing. In the hall, he briefly and concisely told the emperor the confession of the troublemaker captured yesterday.
Once again, it turned out that this group of refugees were mostly from Duling and Baling near Chang'an, and there was no one behind them. The county where they were located refused to send food relief for various reasons, and they heard that there was a porridge shed in Chang'an, so they formed a group.
, come together.
The weather was hot that day, and the leading group of people had traveled a long distance and were unbearably hungry and thirsty. They had already felt a fire in their hearts. When they arrived outside Anmen, they saw that the porridge given out was far from what was expected, and they were irritated and annoyed.
Emotions suddenly boiled like boiling water, which led to the commotion.
When he heard that this happened by chance, the emperor raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Then those who died yesterday were the soldiers guarding the city or the refugees?"
Fa Yan's throat has always felt dry these days, like a land that has been dry for many years. No matter how much water he pours, it won't work. It also feels like there is an old piece of phlegm stuck in his throat that won't go up and down. It makes people extremely uncomfortable. He usually has to cough.
It took a while to calm down. But this time in front of the emperor, he did not dare to be rude, so he had to use all his strength to suppress the coughing: "Four died, all refugees who were trampled to death.
, and another one thought he was dead, but his leg was actually trampled and he fell to the ground."
Seeing the emperor's calm expression, Fa Yan added another sentence and said: "When we checked yesterday, four people were indeed killed on the spot. But then another city gate soldier died. He was pushed and half of his body fell into a
The porridge was boiling in the cauldron, and the skin and flesh were burned to a point of disgrace, and he died in the middle of the night."
Then, Fa Yan told the emperor the whole story again.
"People's livelihood is so difficult!" The emperor sighed. Seeing that Fa Yan wanted to cough but didn't dare, his face turned red from holding it in, so he said considerately: "It is easy to get sick due to the heat. Fa Yan is not in good health.
You should be more careful. Fortunately, I often ask the eunuch to boil mung beans into soup recently. Drink a bowl when the body is dry and the heart is hot, which can relieve summer heat and thirst. Mu Shun, go and take the Tingwei to the side hall to rest, and then let others
Go to Chengming Hall."
The emperor likes to think about food to satisfy his appetite. In the past two years, there have been endless new food spreads from the palace, not to mention the constantly updated and thickened recipes in the Taiguan's Office, which is responsible for royal meals.
Fa Yan knew that the emperor was afraid that he would not be able to drink in front of the emperor, so he thanked him gratefully, then coughed quietly and walked out of the palace.
Mu Shun of Xiaohuangmen sent Fa Yan to the side hall and came back quickly. As the person in power standing behind Pingzhun Prison at this time, he stood quietly beside the emperor, waiting for the emperor to ask questions.
"Although you reported the situation in various places at intervals, the whole process is not coherent." The emperor leaned back, looked up at the mortise-tenon brackets of the roof beams, and said softly: "Now you
Please give me a complete report again, not only for the prices, but also for the officials who were sent there."
"Jin Nuo." Mu Shun agreed, then bent down and told the emperor everything about the situation that Pingzhun had discovered.
The emperor just leaned on the couch and listened to Mu Shun's words for a long time. Suddenly he came back to his senses and looked suspicious: "Why haven't Mr. Zhao and the others come over yet?"
Mu Shun was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, Chengming Hall and Qingliang Hall were not far apart. Even if they had to walk, they should have walked there. Moreover, the weather was extremely hot these days. The emperor was afraid that elderly ministers like Ma Rixi would be exposed to the sun, so he deliberately made sure that
They can travel by car in the palace. It has been so long now and there is no news at all, but it makes people feel a little uneasy.
Without waiting for the emperor's instructions, Mu Shun walked to the door of his own accord. Before anyone could ask, Mu Shun's confidant Li Jian, who was responsible for summoning the edict and the internal edict, hurried over to report that it was Yang Zan, the minister's order.
After walking out of Chengming Hall, he just said that the place seemed to be on fire, and then he fainted. Situ Ma Rixi, Sikong Zhao Wen and others who were present were all shocked, and the Chengming Hall was in chaos.
After gathering in a group and being busy for a while, Ma Rixi and others came over and waited outside the hall to be summoned.
Hearing that Yang Zan had been staying in the cool Chengming Hall and fainted as soon as he came out to see the sun, the emperor knew that this was a sign of heatstroke. Yang Zan was also in his fifties this year, not to mention it was the hottest time in the afternoon.
He straightened up at once and quickly waved his hand to invite Ma Rixi to come in. When everyone arrived, he asked anxiously without waiting for a salute: "What does the imperial doctor's order say?"
"On behalf of the Minister, I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty for your kindness." Situ Ma Rixi bowed his head and said, "The imperial doctor said that he suffered from heatstroke and needs to rest."