Accept impermanence and all of fate's arrangements.
As for Xu Yuehuai, she took charge of the newly opened district. With the imperial court's support and Qi Guze overseeing things, the matter was progressing very well.
At this moment, Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze walked side by side on the construction site.
"Once the paper mills are built here in the future, many people in the capital will be able to come here to make money. In any case, ordinary workers don't actually need much technical skill."
Seeing Xu Yuehuai smiling with confidence, Qi Guze felt a sweet warmth in his heart.
"This is a street full of restaurants, from south to north. Many businesses will move in, and it will be very lively and bustling with people." Xu Yuehuai looked into the distance, full of joyful anticipation for the future.
After returning from the construction site, I rested for three more days.
Countless refugees have arrived at Furong Pass.
The refugees swarmed like locusts, eating anything they could find. As they approached the capital, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the towering city gate not far away. Someone shouted, "We've arrived! Folks, we've finally arrived!"
Some people broke down in tears, some sobbed, while others jumped up with joy.
It seemed that once we arrived in the capital, our tense emotions began to relax.
But just as everyone was feeling smug, the city gates closed. As if the city had received an order, the gates closed one after another, and the refugees looked at each other in dismay.
The group looked at each other, seemingly trying to find the answer in each other's eyes.
Following that, Qi Guze led Xu Yuehuai to the city tower. From their vantage point, they saw a huge crowd of people outside, a dense sea of heads layer upon layer.
The crowds were so dense and dense that it was unbelievable.
Xu Yuehuai was surprised, "I thought the newly opened area would be big enough to accommodate such a large group of people, but who knew this would happen..."
Whether it's the houses or the factory area built by Xu Yuehuai, they all seem so insignificant in the face of this huge population.
At this moment, a vanguard officer from the Ministry of War had rushed to the imperial court. After entering the Qiankun Hall, the man knelt down, panting heavily. The emperor, however, remained calm and composed, asking, "What is it? Look at you."
"Your Majesty, long live the Emperor!"
The man pointed outside and said, "A large group of refugees have arrived outside Qinglong Gate. The Ministry of War has ordered them to be kept out, and the refugees are now under control."
"This matter," the Emperor said calmly, "is exactly as the Regent predicted. Summon him."
Qi Guze arrived at the Qiankun Palace very quickly.
The Emperor looked down at him and asked, "How is it outside? Have you tallied the number of refugees yet?"
By entrusting all matters, big and small, to Qi Guze, the Emperor can rest easy.
Qi Guze shook his head, "They are still pouring in continuously, and the number of people is probably impossible to count."
"Difficult to calculate?" The Emperor looked at Qi Guze in surprise and stood up.
"Your newly opened district can't even accommodate everyone?"
Seeing that the Emperor was unwell, Qi Guze was worried that something might go wrong at this critical juncture, so he tried to downplay the matter and decided to deal with it later after this crisis had passed.
"It seems that even one-tenth is difficult to accommodate." Qi Guze looked at the Emperor.
The Emperor pondered for a moment and said, "It is time for the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers to put their minds to work on how to handle this matter. Let's all consider it carefully."
Some kind-hearted people hope to open the country's doors to welcome these weary and pitiful people.
But soon someone retorted, "Let them in? They've come a long way, could they be carrying germs and plagues? What's their condition? This is outrageous! If some local tyrant sneaks in and wreaks havoc in our capital, killing everyone, wouldn't all our people die?"
Qi Guze had also considered this issue.
The group started arguing.
The Minister of War's suggestion was simple and direct: "This humble general believes that it would be better to expel them from the country, let them leave the capital temporarily, and then proceed with our plans gradually."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor touched the bridge of his nose and fell into deep thought.
After a long while, he still habitually looked at Qi Guze and said, "Regent, I noticed you haven't spoken for a long time. What are your plans? Why don't you tell me?"
Qi Guze sneered.
Laughing at their ignorance and shortsightedness, I said, "The people have fled here and have already reached the capital. These starving people are no different from bandits in essence. It's like an army besieging the city. I believe we should give them alms immediately."
"Give alms?" The Emperor nodded. "However, many places have had no harvest this year, and the national treasury is also running low on reserves. What can we do?"
"This matter is extremely difficult, but I beg Your Majesty to entrust it entirely to my handling."
In fact, the Emperor was waiting for Qi Guze's guarantee. Whenever a thorny issue snowballed into Qi Guze's hands, it was almost always resolved.
"I hereby fully authorize the Regent to handle the affairs of the disaster victims, and there must be no mistakes."
"yes."
Qi Guze prepared to leave. In his view, talking to people in the temple was a waste of time. He needed to be on the city wall and deal with things decisively and swiftly.
Before Qi Guze could leave, the Minister of War sneered, "Your Highness's intention is no different from raising a tiger to cause future trouble. How much food do we have? If you let them come to eat every day, I'm afraid they won't last long. I'm a rough old man, Your Majesty, but I still insist on my opinion. It would be better to dismiss them."
Qi Guze did not want to argue with the Minister of War.
But at this moment, those deep eyes turned cold and sharp. "What difference is there between the general's plan and annihilation? Extremes beget their opposites. They are already impoverished and sick, like a taut rope that will break in two with the slightest force. Why add to their burden? As for the food, I have already said that it is all on me."
These words were both a veiled mockery of the arrogant and domineering figures in the court and a way of distancing them from the situation. Some wanted to retort, but seeing that it didn't concern them, they remained silent.
The general was rendered speechless by Qi Guze's angry rebuke and could only watch helplessly as Qi Guze left.
“Your Majesty,” said Pei Xuan, the Censor-in-Chief, “this humble subject is willing to lend Your Highness a helping hand.”
"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together," the Emperor said, looking at Pei Xuan. "How could you, a mere censor, know about the evacuation of disaster victims and the arrangement of relief?"
Pei Xuan sighed, "When the country is in peril, every citizen has a responsibility. I cannot bear to sit idly by. Even if it is just a small contribution, I should do my best."
Hearing Pei Xuan say this, many people blushed. The Emperor clearly favored Pei Xuan.
Firstly, Pei Xuan was recommended by Qi Guze. Secondly, since Pei Xuan came to the capital, he has made sweeping reforms to many plans and investigated many files from the Dali Temple. Many unsolved cases have been solved by Pei Xuan. With this in mind, the Emperor nodded and said, "I grant you permission to assist the Prince in completing this matter. After it is accomplished, I will promote you and increase your salary."
In reality, Pei Xuan had no need for any promotions or salary increases.
In short... it's about staying true to yourself.
After leaving the Qiankun Palace, Qi Guze rode swiftly to the Qinglong Gate.
But unexpectedly, trouble arose on Xu Yuehuai's side.
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