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Chapter Fifty-fifth: Le Shi Ji Gong

"How to solve the food problem?" Li Chengqian asked.

Lin Xuan said in a deep voice: "The imperial court has no food, but the aristocratic families do."

Think about how more than a billion people in future generations can have enough to eat. How many people were there in ancient times?

It only killed tens of millions of people. In later generations, there will be no province with a large population.

Although there are reasons for high grain yield, it cannot bear the large space.

The territory of the Tang Dynasty was much larger than that of later generations, but its population was only tens of millions. Why was there such a shortage of food?

Most of the land in the world is in the hands of a few people, and the land in the hands of the common people is simply not enough to live on.

Many people do not even own their own land and can only work as servants for landowners who own land.

Fortunately for the people, some were able to make ends meet for a year, while others were unable to have enough to eat throughout the year.

And those landowners and aristocratic families own a lot of land and have a lot of food in their hands.

As soon as a famine occurs and the people are unable to cope with the famine, the aristocratic families will start selling grain.

Lin Xuan believes that even if the food from outside cannot be shipped in, there will still be food for sale in Chang'an City, but the price will become more and more expensive.

"But how can a wealthy family take out the food?" Dai Zhou said.

The aristocratic family is eager to see the royal family's joke, so how can they provide food?

Even if it were taken out, it would still be very expensive, and the court simply did not have that much money to buy food.

"That's right, they won't take it out, but we can call on wealthy households in Chang'an to donate." Lin Xuan said calmly.

Li Chengqian's eyes lit up after hearing this. This is a good idea.

"Impossible. Even if we call on the rich households in Chang'an to donate, those wealthy families will not donate much. They will at most do some face-saving projects." Dai Zhou poured a basin of cold water.

Unlike Li Chengqian, he has a clear understanding of the nature of the wealthy family.

Rich families may donate some to save their face, but that amount is of little help to the victims.

"I know, so I have to mark my merits with a stone." Lin Xuan sneered.

Legging stones to record merit?

Dai Zhou pondered for a while and shook his head, "Although the aristocratic family loves their reputation, they can tell at a glance that they will not be fooled."

Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he said matter-of-factly: "That's why we have to give them stones to record their merits, and the stone tablets should be as big as possible, and they should be erected in a conspicuous position at the gate of Chang'an City, and famous people of the world should also be invited to write down their achievements with ink.

Their outstanding contributions to the people of Guanzhong when this natural disaster struck will make their deeds famous throughout the ages!"

"No, they don't donate much food, but they still have to erect monuments for them. It's just a dream." Li Chengqian said angrily.

Li Shimin has been suppressing the aristocratic family, how could he not know this as the prince.

If those aristocratic families donated a large amount of food, he might still agree. Now that he knows clearly that those aristocratic families will not donate much food, he still wants to erect monuments for them. Even if he agrees, Li Shimin will not agree.

"What if we also write down how much food they donated?" Lin Xuan asked.

Dai Zhou thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It's useless. Those aristocratic families have connections. They can use stones to record their merits. You can force them to donate some, but they all donate very little, and the people won't think anything of it."

He knew that Lin Xuan's idea was nothing more than to engrave the donation amount on the stone tablet, so that those aristocratic families would have to donate a large amount of food.

But those aristocratic families are not fools. They donate a little bit, but the people don't know how much food they have.

"If someone donates a large amount of food, why don't we ask people to go out and promote it?" Lin Xuan sneered.

Hiss~

Dai Zhou took a breath of air.

Once someone donates a large amount of food, publicize the fields owned by those wealthy families.

As long as aristocratic families want to maintain their reputation, they have to donate large amounts of food.

I have to say that Lin Xuan's ideas are really poisonous.

How can this be immortalized? Otherwise, it will be infamous for thousands of years.

"But except for the aristocratic families, other wealthy households don't have much food. How can they compare with the aristocratic families?" Dai Zhou asked the doubt in his heart.

Those wealthy households, or princes, etc., have no way to compare with the aristocratic families.

They may have some land on their hands and some food stored at home.

But how does it compare with those centuries-old aristocratic families?

After hundreds of years of accumulation, the land they own and the food they have accumulated are no joke.

It can be said that if the Li family had not received the support of money and food from the aristocratic family, it would have been impossible to dominate the world so quickly.

"Who said we would really come up with so much food? Aren't we the one who has the final say on how much to donate?" Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Dai Zhou looked excited, "High, really high."

He didn't take Lin Xuan seriously at first, but he didn't expect that Lin Xuan could come up with such a method.

"Lin Xuan's plan is very clever, so I will arrange for someone to do it." Li Chengqian was greatly refreshed.

Lin Xuan and Dai Zhou made it so clear. If he didn't understand yet, he would be stupid.

Dai Zhou said meaningfully: "His Royal Highness, it would be best if you tell His Majesty about this matter."

Li Chengqian didn't understand why he still wanted to tell Li Shimin.

But seeing that Dai Zhou had no intention of explaining, he nodded, "I'll go find my father and explain."

Lin Xuan glanced at Dai Zhou in surprise and said to himself: What an old fox.

Dai Zhou asked Li Chengqian to talk to Li Shimin because he was afraid of taking responsibility.

Although Le Shi Ji Gong can force aristocratic families to hand over a lot of food, the aristocratic families will definitely win over a lot of people's hearts.

He asked Li Chengqian to report to Li Shimin just to see what Li Shimin thought.

Dai Zhou noticed Lin Xuan's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

In my heart, I took a fancy to Lin Xuan. He was not a creature of the pond.

"Master Dai, Lin Xuan, please wait here for a while. I will go to my father to explain." After Li Chengqian finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

"Master Dai, Lin Xuan, and Xiao Wang will go back to the palace first to see how much food is left. We also want to do our part for the victims." Li Tai didn't speak from the beginning to the end and listened quietly. Li Chengqian went to see Li Shimin for some reason.

Didn't follow either.

After Li Chengqian and Li Tai left, only Lin Xuan and Dai Zhou were left. They were not familiar with each other and didn't know what to say for a while.

It was best for Dai Zhou, who was more curious about Lin Xuan, to start chatting with Lin Xuan.

Dai Zhou was an old man, so he didn't directly ask Lin Xuan's origins, but told him from the side.

Lin Xuan was no match for these old foxes in the officialdom. It didn't take long for Lin Xuan's basic situation to be clearly understood by Dai Zhou.



Li Shimin was reviewing the memorial in calligraphy, but he was always thinking about the disaster relief situation. When he heard Li Chengqian coming, he immediately called him in.

Just as Li Chengqian was about to salute, Li Shimin waved his hand and asked, "Gao Ming, how are the resettlement of the victims?"

Li Chengqian still saluted and said: "Father, I have asked people to dig coal, but when I visited the victims, I learned that there was a shortage of food. I was very heartbroken. Lin Xuan gave me a note and said

It can solve the food problem, but I am not sure about paying attention to it, so I came here to ask my father for advice."

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