In July of the fourth year of Zhenguan, the emperor was lucky enough to live in Luoyang.
Several senior cadres in the political hall really didn't want the big boss to go on a trip, but they couldn't stand the big boss bringing up the matter again and again. The two sides argued for a long time, and finally Li Zhiyun succeeded.
However, when he left Chang'an, he also promised that he would stay in Luoyang for at most one month before returning to Chang'an.
The ministers were not worried that the emperor would imitate Wei Xiaowen's Emperor Yuanhong and move the capital directly to Luoyang. They were worried that the emperor would unleash his natural instinct and stop caring about government affairs.
Pei Shiqing, the governor of Luozhou, learned the news and quickly organized his manpower to prepare to welcome the emperor's chariot.
What he didn't expect was that the emperor had already entered Luozhou in advance.
The trick of going on patrol incognito is old-fashioned, but it has to be said that it is very useful. If he enters Luoyang in a big way, the last thing he sees and hears will definitely be the things that others want him to see and hear.
And what he wants is the most authentic Luozhou that he sees and hears.
Tingyi.
Li Zhiyun was wearing simple clothes and was sitting inside drinking tea. Beside him, there were Sun Wuji, the eldest minister, Li Baiyao, the minister of the middle school, Su Shichang, the right prime minister of the Shangshu, Chen Shuda, Nayan, and others.
"Hunter, is there anyone here?"
"There's no one around. Just sit down, husband."
"Okay, thank you."
Several old businessmen sat down opposite Li Zhiyun.
"Are you guys going to Luoyang?" Li Zhiyun put down his tea cup and asked casually.
The old man in blue robe shook his head, "Why are we going to Luoyang? We are going to Chang'an to purchase goods."
Restock?
Li Zhiyun gave Changsun Wuji a look, and he immediately understood.
"What a coincidence, we are also going to Chang'an to purchase goods. I wonder what goods these old men want to purchase?"
"Then what goods are you buying?" the old man asked with a smile.
Changsun Wuji said calmly: "Wool cloth."
The old man in blue robe nodded, "Then we are different."
The merchants were very wary, and it took Changsun Wuji some effort to get these people to start talking.
"Luoyang has been better in the past two years. The plague occurred in the first two years, but it scared me."
Li Zhiyun said accidentally: "I heard that the imperial court implemented a new land policy in Luozhou. I wonder what the situation is like?"
"How do I know?" The old man shook his head, "We are businessmen, we don't understand this. But I can see that people here in Luozhou seem to have it easier than other places. Generally speaking, taxes are collected from fields.
, it should be easier, after all, we don’t have much land, hahahahaha.”
Li Zhiyun was slightly silent.
After a while, the group of people mounted their horses and headed toward Luoyang. The scenery along the way was quite good, and the breeze caressing their faces felt uncomfortable.
Changsun Wuji saw that the emperor seemed to be in a bad mood, so he explained: "Your Majesty, you haven't seen all the places in Luozhou yet, you might as well take a look at them one or two more times."
He knew that the emperor came here to see how the tenants were doing.
"Yes." Li Zhiyun said: "I know that this is not a day's work. It will take time to see the effect. There is no rush."
As I walked, I saw a group of old farmers gathering in front of me.
Li Zhiyun and others pretended to be traveling merchants, so they naturally dismounted and sat with those people.
The old farmers were not afraid, but smiled and asked them what they were doing in Luozhou.
Li Zhiyun and others naturally responded with the words they had thought of, and the two sides chatted about the land administration in Luozhou. The old farmers did not understand what the land administration was, but they could tell what happened after the land administration was implemented in Luozhou.
Personal experience, generally speaking, it is acceptable.
"It's a pity. If we had sold less land in the past two years, my family would have some surplus food now."
"Everything will be fine." Li Zhiyun turned to ask: "If you have a lot of land and pay more taxes, I'm afraid the people in the local area with a lot of land won't accept it, right?"
"Isn't that right? When the government just announced the order, the people below were in great commotion. Many wealthy nobles gathered at the government every two days, hoping that the government would repeal the order. Fortunately, Governor Pei is very tough."
The old farmer lamented: "If this were not the case, I would have sold myself to the landlord as a slave."
"Yeah, it seems that the government is doing a pretty good job."
"Hey, it's a pity that I'm not from Guanzhong." The old farmer shook his head and said: "I have a relative who makes a living in Guanzhong. I heard from him that the people in Guanzhong are very comfortable. They walk on the main road, eat the government's relief grain, and get free food from the government.
Distribution of cattle farming tools.”
"I also know that it is true." Another person said.
Li Zhiyun smiled awkwardly and remained silent.
After years of disasters, coupled with the vast land and resources of the Tang Dynasty, it was naturally impossible for the imperial court to cover everything and take care of the people everywhere. Some benefits were only enjoyed by the people of Guanzhong first, and then could be promoted on a large scale when conditions were ripe.
He also wanted to take care of the people all over the world, but conditions did not allow it.
As the sun sets, the people leave in groups of threes and threes.
Li Zhiyun and others found a Tingyi to spend the night, and went to other places to investigate the next day.
All in all, thanks to Zheng Shanguo's help, Luozhou's plan to increase the number of tenants per mu is basically implemented locally, but it will take two years to see the effect.
There are things that make people happy and things that make people unhappy.
Some landowners saw that they could not disobey the imperial order and decisively chose to leave Luozhou and take their wealth to buy land elsewhere.
Some are reluctant to leave their hometown and can only accept it silently, but privately they will recruit unscrupulous households to help them farm.
There are not many such situations.
Three days later, Li Zhiyun led people into Luoyang.
The former Eastern Capital now looks a little depressed. More than ten years ago, it was the capital of the Sui Dynasty and was extremely prosperous, but now it only has the title of "former capital".
War and plague have seriously affected the city of Luoyang, which looks bruised and bruised. However, regardless of the size of the city, no matter how it changes, its size is still there.
There is still some excitement that should be there.
"When was the last time you came to Luoyang?" Li Zhiyun held the horse and carefully recalled what happened last time.
Changsun Wuji said: "The last time the young master came to Luoyang was probably the third year of Wude."
"Yes, it was the time when we beat Wang Shichong." Li Zhiyun nodded, "Nearly ten years have passed in the blink of an eye."
Chen Shuda looked at it for a while and sighed: "In the earlier years, Luoyang was far more prosperous than Chang'an. I didn't expect it to be like this now. It's bleak and lifeless."
Li Zhiyun said: "Take your time, after all, there have been disasters all over the world in recent years, especially in Luoyang."
"yes."
A group of people entered a restaurant and sat down by the window.
Li Zhiyun looked at the people coming and going on the ground and listened to the laughter of people eating, drinking and having fun in the restaurant, feeling a little confused and a little relieved.
Isn't this what he wants?
Changsun Wuji looked at the dirt road on the ground and said, "Only after I leave Chang'an will I know how good the cement road is."
It rained lightly in Luoyang City a few days ago, and the roads are full of potholes. Compared with the cement roads extending in all directions on Chang'an Street, Changsun Wuji felt that Luoyang was as unbearable as a mud castle in the countryside.
Su Shichang smiled and said: "Don't worry, one day Luoyang will be like Chang'an. Of course, the premise is that we must do things well."
Changsun Wuji nodded without comment.
In his opinion, if you want Luoyang to become like Chang'an, the resources required are definitely not that simple.
I'm afraid that day will have to wait for a long, long time.
From what they saw and heard along the way, they had only one feeling in their hearts.