The imperial guards camp, the commander's tent.
Huo Huaijin stared at Fu Xiaoguan with his eyes wide open, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Are you serious?"
"It's so cold, do you think I came here to have fun after being kicked out by my wife?"
"No, 30,000 people, big brother! One marching tent can hold 30 people, and if we squeeze together, 40 people will fit in it. That would require nearly 800 tents. If you do that, my warehouse will be empty!"
Fu Xiaoguan laughed heartily. "Is that enough? That's good. I don't care if you're free here or not. Tomorrow morning, early in the morning, I'll have to trouble you to send these tents to the Nanshan Villa. Just pitch them by the river and don't cross it."
What can Huo Huaijin do?
Of course he couldn't retreat, so he shook his head in frustration, "You really are making yourself out to be the savior. Actually, I've been in the capital even less than you, but when it comes to understanding the city, you're not as good as me."
He poured more tea for Fu Xiaoguan and said with emotion, "I know that area well. It's a truly chaotic place. Just think about it, even the Fifth Prince's Light Breeze and Drizzle Tower didn't set up a branch there. You can imagine how terrible that place is.
The people there come from all over the world, each with their own territory and interests. Fighting for a bite of food—just like fighting for a bun—is commonplace, and even deaths are not surprising. Didn't you see Lord Ning was surprised last night? He's used to it. So while I admire your actions, I'm afraid those people are really hard to control.
Fu Xiaoguan grinned and took a sip of tea. "For this person, poverty is his original sin."
"The book "Guan Zi, Mu Min" says that only when the granaries are full will people know etiquette, and only when they have enough food and clothing will they know honor and disgrace. This means that only when the granaries are full and they have no worries about food and clothing will people pay attention to etiquette and have a sense of honor and disgrace.
Think about it, why did the child steal a steamed bun? Because he was completely out of food. Why was he so reluctant to give up the bun even after being caught? Because he knew he wouldn't survive the night without it. He was doomed anyway, so he chose to cling to the chance of survival, believing the boss would eventually let him go.
Fu Xiaoguan paused and sighed softly, "This is just an example, but it illustrates the whole picture. As you just said, why are slums so chaotic? It's because everyone wants to live; no one wants to die. This is human nature. When faced with a situation where they themselves are in danger, the choices they make at any time are to keep themselves or their loved ones alive, even if it means killing someone with a knife."
"Do they really want to kill people?"
"Perhaps there are people born with bad habits, but they are a minority after all. For the vast majority of people in this world, if they have enough food and clothing, no one would want to kill, and no one would want to rebel."
This was the first time Huo Huaijin heard such a profound truth.
He was the son of the King of Zhenxi. He was born noble. In his mind, he never cared about the life and death of the poor.
He is not the only one who holds this idea, even Ning Yuchun feels the same way.
Therefore, the Jinling government’s policy towards slums has always been to suppress them with force.
As for the dead...human life is really worthless!
So Huo Huaijin thought that Fu Xiaoguan was mentally ill because he came to him at night to ask for a tent in order to solve the survival problem of the people in the slums.
This is not his or Ning Yuchun's fault, it is a problem of universal values.
Classes have a long history, and the divisions among people into different classes have long been deeply rooted.
Fu Xiaoguan's words deeply shocked Huo Huaijin.
Only then did he understand why Fu Xiaoguan had been so hastily launching the large-scale construction of Pingling and Quyi counties after he had wiped out Gong Shenchang in Pingling.
If we don't find a way for those people to survive, they will probably go up the mountain and become bandits again!
Fu Xiaoguan's series of actions solved the people's hardships in life and worries about survival, and even eradicated their idea of becoming bandits again, because they earned enough money to survive through their own labor.
This may not be enough to say that the granaries are full and the people have enough food and clothing, but at least they are worry-free at the moment and have hope for the future.
So his urgent actions at this moment are also to seek a way of survival for those people in the slums.
This kid, Huo Huaijin took a deep breath and saluted, "If Heaven hadn't given birth to Fu Xiaoguan, it would have been blind! I really admire you. Let's go, let's have a drink!"
"You're being hypocritical! It's freezing cold out here, wouldn't it be better to order some wine here?"
Huo Huaijin glared at Fu Xiaoguan. "Do you think I'll just pack up and leave tomorrow? ... This is a military camp! Big brother! If even a hint of alcohol reaches His Majesty's nose, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the Golden Palace to explain myself at the court tomorrow!"
Fu Xiaoguan had forgotten about this. He laughed, stood up, patted his butt, and said to Su Su, "Come on, Su Su, let's go drink!"
"Um."
He always felt that something was wrong with Susu, but Fu Xiaoguan couldn't tell what was wrong. He thought that Susu was fifteen years old, and there might be a few days every month when she was not right. He didn't take it seriously. He left the barracks and got on the carriage. Huo Huaijin still rode his big horse, and the three of them headed towards the Sifang Tower.
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The Yi State delegation hurriedly entered Jinling at the moment when the city gate was about to close.
Crown Prince Yan Liangze's face is darker than the sky!
What about the style of a great country?
What about the etiquette of the superior country?
Theology originated from this place. Have you guys read all that theology into your stomachs?
Not a single official came out to greet them. If they had called out too late, these one hundred or so people would have been locked outside the city gate.
This is really fun. I originally thought that I would be accompanied by high-ranking officials from the Yu Dynasty tonight, with good food and drinks, and a warm bed.
After eating and drinking for a few days to recuperate, he would slowly find a time to flatter the Yu Dynasty and the negotiating envoys. At most, he would give the envoys some gifts. It was said that the officials of the Yu Dynasty liked this. In this way, the Yi Kingdom suffered almost no losses.
But what about now?
That guy Fu Xiaoguan actually became the chief envoy in the negotiations. Obviously, he ignored the Yi country delegation. This was a warning to me!
What should we do in this icy and snowy weather?
Fu Xiaoguan's action knocked Yan Liangze unconscious. He had never thought that he would face such a situation.
"Your Highness, it seems that there have been many changes in this trip, but we have to find a place to stay first." Bian Muyu put forward his own opinion.
He now clearly realized the seriousness of the problem. This Fu Xiaoguan was not an easy person to deal with. If things went wrong, the Yi Kingdom would probably suffer a great loss. He had to find a way to figure out Fu Xiaoguan's intentions first!
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