I engaged in modernization in ancient times

However, within the time of a cup of tea, two wind officials unexpectedly entered the Golden Palace to interrupt the court meeting.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help looking at Zhao Di, but Zhao Di didn't respond at all, and he didn't seem to have any relationship with him.

Feng Xiang Guan Yu Zhixiao came in from outside the hall.

"Sage, outside the city of Liangjing, refugees dissatisfied with the construction of the canal and recruiting workers are clamoring under the city gate, and the number has exceeded three hundred."

hiss!

Three hundred, has reached the standard of civil unrest.

Obviously, the news just now is still only a hundred or so.

Civil unrest is not a good word. To some extent, it is the accountability of saints.

The recruitment conditions are indeed a bit harsh, and the wages are pitifully low, but whether it is work for relief or work for tax, it is the best solution now.

Not only do refugees not have to go hungry, but they can also earn some benefits.

Refugees should be grateful if this special period is handled properly. This is the kindness of a saint.

How did it become like this...

Zhao Lan was also a little dazed. He knew that the refugees' resistance was indeed more serious than expected, but in his opinion, it was definitely not to the extent of civil unrest.

The atmosphere in the Golden Hall froze.

Zhao Lan had no choice but to stand up, "To the sage, my son..."

Before the words were finished, the saint's angry voice came from the superior, "Is this what you said that the recruitment is normal?"

"If someone didn't report it, would you continue to hide it?"

It was originally a matter of benefit for thousands of years, but it was done like this.

Zhao Lan's face turned pale, "My minister was negligent for a while, and asked the saint to make amends."

The sage probably didn't have time to ask about his sins now, and said, "Why don't you tell the truth."

With a pale face, Zhao Lan gritted her teeth and replied, "Originally, the job recruitment was normal, but I don't know why it started to spread among the refugees. The construction of water conservancy was suggested by Mo Shaoheng, the heir of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion."

"The refugees felt resentful and began to resist the recruitment documents issued by the imperial court."

"My son was thinking of sending someone to guide me. The people of my Beiliang also know the righteousness. How could I think..."

Mo Shaoheng frowned. Although what Zhao Lan said was true, it would be too unkind to use him as a shield at this time.

Mo Shaoheng stood up and said, "Sage, my influence on Xunzhou refugees should have been taken into consideration in advance when recruiting workers."

The meaning is obvious. This is something that everyone knows well. You have to pull him out after something happens. You haven't thought about it and are still passing the buck here.

Zhao Lan said: "If you hadn't caused the dissatisfaction of the refugees by traveling in the mountains and rivers, how could the current problems arise."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "I contributed new salt-making technology to Beiliang, but in His Highness's eyes, it's actually a trip to the mountains and rivers?"

Zhao Lan was a little clumsy for a while, with the new technique of making salt, no one dared to criticize Mo Shaoheng's trip to the North Sea.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "Your Highness, let's think about how to solve the current problem of refugees making trouble."

It means that at this time, you can't get away with the crime of negligence, and it's justified to solve the problem quickly, and accusing him here won't help.

At this time, the sound of small broken steps came in again.

Even Mo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment.

The father-in-law of the pass said directly, "To the sage, Liangjing Wei Zuodu Wei Yuan Fu sent an urgent report. There are more than 500 refugees and rioters outside the city. Yuan Duwei asked the sage to show me."

Things turned so fast.

Yuan Fu is asking for suppression, fearing that things will get worse.

In the golden hall, they looked at each other.

Zhao Lan can handle this matter, this is the first civil disturbance that occurred during the reign of the saint, and it is still at the feet of the emperor...

Zhao Lan was also shocked in his heart, how could this happen?

There seems to be some clues to the matter, but no flaws can be seen. No matter how you look at it, it is caused by his ineffectiveness and intentional concealment, so the finger will be pointed at him.

Mo Shaoheng didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, this time Zhao Lan was going to be in bad luck, so he should be happy.

Can't help but glance at Zhao Di, did he act as the driving force behind this matter?

The little brat back then hid it deeper than he imagined.

All the ministers in the hall looked at the position of the saint.

If civil unrest is suppressed, the construction of water conservancy projects will become compulsory, and it will become more difficult to recruit workers.

But you can't let things go on. Didn't you see that it has developed to this level in just a short while?

It depends on the saint's determination to build the canal this time, everyone is also sighing, it's just started.

The voice of the sage came, "The people have something in their hearts, so let's go and see what they want, and let us know."

hiss!

The saint is going to come in person.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It was the first time he officially went to court, and he didn't expect to encounter such a big event.

He also had to go, and this matter had a lot to do with him.

The saint withdrew, and Mo Shaoheng's speed of leaving the hall slowed down a little.

Pretending to walk up to Zhao Di, he whispered, "You just need to nod or shake your head, I understand."

Zhao Di walked out without looking sideways.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It's really watertight.

Well, he went to see for himself.

……

The grand guard of honor went to the city gate.

The people in Liangjing also got the news about the riots caused by refugees outside the city, but they didn't expect that it was the sage who brought all the officials to the city gate.

Five hundred refugees seemed like a lot.

Imagine looking down from upstairs while doing radio gymnastics between classes.

Of course, the refugees stood denser and messier.

Mo Shaoheng also followed behind to the top of the city.

Under the city wall, there are all refugees in ragged clothes and excited expressions.

Civil unrest, not civil violence, because they are unarmed, and they just express their demands in this way.

At this time, the gate of the city was opened wide, and the Liangjing Guards wearing Beiliang's most elite armor rushed out, standing in a row, and surrounded a group of refugees in the middle.

The refugees rioted.

At this time, a sharp voice sounded, "The saint arrives, and the common people bow down."

hum!

Even the troubled refugees were stunned.

They just wanted someone to give them an explanation, but they didn't expect it to be a saint himself.

The saints... heard their voices!

On the city wall, a bead curtain was erected and the seat collapsed, and the figure inside could be vaguely seen.

The refugee knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes.

The saint came in person, and the saint heard the grievances in their hearts.

At this time, a member of the old palace came to the refugees, "The sage is blessed by God, and the world is blessed. Now that the sage is in front of you, you can speak out loudly if you have anything to say."

For a while, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, and several old men of seventy-seven years old were brought to the front.

With tears in his eyes, the old man said, "The sage is very virtuous, take pity on our suffering."

"I am a refugee from Xunzhou. I lost my homeland and came to Liangjing from thousands of miles away. I didn't have much extravagance. I only hoped that the sage would give us a mouthful of porridge to help us tide over the difficulties, but..."

"But in the midst of this catastrophe for me..."

The choked voice told of their sadness and experiences.

They suffered catastrophe and became refugees without food or clothing.

After coming to Liangjing, I expected to get the most basic relief.

But what they waited for was to force them to build water conservancy.

The word "forced" is particularly important.

Since ancient times, there is no reason to arrest strong men by force, and there is no reason to arrest refugees.

Since ancient times, the strong men who were arrested to build fortifications were flogged harshly. How many survived?

They refused to respond to the recruitment documents, and the officials even told them that if they did not build the canal, they would not be given food.

With tears in his eyes, he said in the end that the grievance was so heartbreaking, they were suffering the cruelest ordeal in the world, why should they be persecuted like this?

That's why they didn't care about anything and came to ask for an explanation.

There was no sound on the walls.

Zhao Lan's forehead was covered with sweat.

In order to recruit workers, he was indeed in a hurry, and the people under him would inevitably put on some official authority habitually.

Originally, it was nothing to achieve the goal, and it was for their own good to let these refugees repair water conservancy. They could survive the catastrophe, but they never thought that they would make trouble in front of the saint.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

If we don't build canals, we will definitely not be able to provide food all the time, and even if we do, it will only be a small amount of relief.

But you can't say that to refugees.

The same thing, expressed in different ways, often leads to different results.

Work for relief, work for tax, what a good solution, but it has become compulsive.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand, even if Zhao Lan is not here to handle this matter, the situation will be similar.

Because they are officials, in this era, the class is very obvious.

There is very little ideological awareness of serving the people.

Therefore, it is basically impossible to expect them to explain to every refugee the policy of benefiting the people with work for relief and work for tax like the poverty alleviation officials.

This also caused, in the eyes of the imperial court, they were solving the urgent needs of the refugees and building a canal that would benefit the country and the people.

In the eyes of the common people, they were forced to build the canal. Before it started, they began to think about the situation that they would be beaten to death and starved to death during the construction period.

Not to mention Mo Shaoheng's factor, they were even more unwilling. One person with such an idea can influence a group of people.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help but glanced at Zhao Lan. In fact, Zhao Lan couldn't be blamed for this result. He just happened to be the person in charge and had to bear all the consequences.

Mo Shaoheng used to tell Zhao Di not to fight for this errand, and asked Zhao Lan to go to Lei first, but now, Lei came out.

Now the appeal of these refugees is that they just don't want to be recruited to repair water conservancy.

Faced with this problem, Zhao Lan used some tough methods, and even threatened that if he didn't recruit, he would have no food. In fact, it was not a threat, because the facts were similar.

Now, the saint must also face this problem. Zhao Lan had more time to solve the problem at first, but the saint must solve this problem now.

The saint also sighed in his heart, the eternal matter was blocked at the first step before it even started.

However, he also saw the problem. These people thought that they were being arrested just like the previous dynasties.

Some ministers were summoned to start a discussion.

This discussion lasted from morning to afternoon.

Mo Shaoheng rubbed his growling stomach, there was nothing he could do, the sage didn't eat, and neither did the ministers of Beiliang. He also had no reason to go to eat on the way, although the discussion was nothing to him, given his current rank , is still far from a saint.

Surprisingly, the sage still asked people to serve the porridge according to the usual specifications halfway through.

No more than usual, no less than usual.

Mo Shaoheng was a little surprised, seeing how the saint acted, it didn't look like he was putting on a show.

You must know that in the ancient system, the sage was the son of heaven, the most honorable person in Beiliang, but now the sage forgot to sleep and eat because of the worries of the people, and he did not give God's grace indiscriminately in order to solve the trouble as soon as possible.

There are not many people who can achieve this level, even in history.

the result of the discussion.

It is probably to set things right and explain to the people what the construction of this canal means to Beiliang and why it is necessary to build it.

Explain that their policy of recruiting workers this time is completely different from the previous recruitment of strong men.

What's more, they will guarantee that they will be treated as normal workers within the construction period.

Anyway, it is to tell the people what the court really thinks, not what they are misinterpreting now.

It is not an easy task to send people to give advice to the refugees. Many of the people have never read a book.

This talk goes straight to the setting of the sun.

Fortunately, the sage let all the ministers go back, and only the policymakers were still in the flickering torches to convey the meaning of the court all night long.

This is also a time when there is no way. If it weren't for the special situation now, any policies issued by the imperial court would be done by posting a notice, and most of them belonged to the type of direct implementation.

Mo Shaoheng also went back to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion with a backache and a sore back, standing for too long.

He originally promised to go to the Imperial College to take those fifteen teenagers to skip class today, but he also made a slip of the tongue. There is no way, and he never expected to encounter such a sudden thing.

It stands to reason that tomorrow is not a grand court meeting, and Mo Shaoheng does not need to go to the court, but the sage told someone that he must be present tomorrow, and he is somewhat related to this matter, so this arrangement is also expected.

Mo Shaoheng rested after eating to prepare for tomorrow.

On the second day, I went to the palace, but was told to go directly to the city wall.

When Mo Shaoheng came to the city wall, the bead curtain seat of the saint had already arrived.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the sky, the genius was only dim, and he should not be late.

Looking at the hundreds of officials lined up on the city wall, Mo Shaoheng didn't dare to be negligent, and walked to his place, as if no one was paying attention to a "little official" like him for the time being.

After dawn, after an afternoon and a night of lectures, the lecture should be almost finished.

The old palace man who went to deliver the news also came back.

Mo Shaoheng pricked up his ears.

The old man replied, "Although the refugees promised not to cause trouble and will disperse on their own, they are still unwilling to participate in the construction of water conservancy projects."

After speaking, he glanced at Mo Shaoheng.

The refugees were reluctant at first, perhaps because they were afraid of being arrested, and the imperial court's policy was not passed on.

But the root cause lies in Mo Shaoheng. What Prince Zhao Lan said at the beginning is actually correct.

On the contrary, Zhao Lan breathed a sigh of relief, see, what he can't do, the court can't do.

His guilt of negligence is much lighter.

The old palace man continued, "The refugees still have one wish. I hope that the sage will let the elder son of the Mo family stand on the city wall and answer their question face to face."

Mo Shaoheng was stunned.

He also didn't expect that the refugees from Xunzhou would still miss him at this time, and they even made a fuss in front of the saint.

The sage didn't say anything, he naturally understood Mo Shaoheng's innocence, but now he was somewhat stuck.

At this time, Mo Shaoheng stood up, "To the saint, Mo Shaoheng is willing to answer this question from the people of the six places in Xunzhou."

He is also a victim, he has a clear conscience, this is Mo Shaoheng's answer, so any question can't shake him.

After a while, the sage replied, "Yes."

Mo Shaoheng stood on the top of the wall with his Guqin in his arms. At this time, the sun was just rising, and the light was already very clear.

There is wind, and the wind blows long hair.

He is listening.

The appearance of Mo Shaoheng caused a commotion under the city wall.

Not long after, a trembling old man, a weathered old woman, a strong man who had gone through hardships, and a young man who had just reached the age of governor stepped forward.

Mo Shaoheng frowned, didn't he say there was only one question?

Although a little surprised, he didn't say anything.

At this time, the trembling old man said, "Have you ever felt pain in your heart when you see the refugees living like pigs and dogs all over the place?"

Then the old woman cried, "Has your heart ever hurt?"

Then there are the strong men and the young men.

Just this question, nothing else.

The wind blew the sound towards the head of the city and into everyone's ears.

Quiet, it seems that even all breathing has stopped.

Those who heard it were all trembling.

Mo Shaoheng's mouth was wide open.

His hands trembled too.

These refugees are here to kill him!

These Xunzhou refugees hated him and used this to question him, driving him to a dead end.

Sure enough, the eyes of all around looked at him.

If you are still a person and have a little conscience, the best answer is to jump off the city wall.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Moral kidnapping in this era?

This presented him with a problem.

There is a feeling of wanting to cry but no tears, obviously he dug a hole for Zhao Lan, why does he feel like he has made a hole for himself.

Mo Shaoheng remained silent, and now everyone was waiting for him to give an explanation.

After thinking about it, I happen to have something to do, so why not...

Taking a deep breath, he placed his hands on the strings.

"You all said that I owed you, so today, I will pay you all back."

"I hope that you will never forget this scene in the future."

Everyone: "..."

What is Mo Shaoheng talking about?

The strings in Mo Shaoheng's hands were plucked even more hurriedly.

The voice drifted in the wind, "You have no food to eat."

"May I ask you, who borrowed the food for you? In a few days, the food from Dongtang will be sent to Liangjing."

"In terms of food, I don't owe you anything."

"Now the remaining problem is nothing more than that."

"You have no houses to live in."

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help thinking of the beans discarded by his parents, and added, "You can't raise your children."

Mo Shaoheng's voice became louder, "Then I will solve these two problems for you."

His confession is enough for him to step down.

Mo Shaoheng sighed in his heart, he discovered these two problems the last time he passed by the refugees during his "traveling in mountains and rivers".

In Mo Shaoheng's mind, these refugees are indeed pitiful. If they can help a little bit within their ability, it is naturally their duty to do so. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, and has nothing to do with morality. It's just the most basic human nature.

It's just that I didn't expect that such a problem would be solved in such a way.

As for the hatred these refugees had towards him, he actually didn't take it to heart. It was a misunderstanding, wasn't it?

If he were these Xunzhou refugees, facing the culprit who made him displaced, he might be able to do even better.

These hatreds seem heavy, but in fact, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved, they will disappear.

After finishing speaking, when everyone was too shocked to react, they walked in the direction of the saint.

Everyone was still in a daze, Mo Shaoheng was talking about helping refugees solve their housing problems?Help refugees raise their children?

This is impossible, such a project is too huge.

There is also the problem of children, which is much more than those little beggars Mo Shaoheng took in.

It's impossible to do it alone.

Mo Shaoheng stepped forward, and when everyone thought they heard it wrong, he cupped his hands and said, "I see that the refugees are sleeping in the open day and night, and the children among the refugees are naked, and have experienced such hardships at a young age. I can't bear it."

He is willing to stand up and solve the problem, not because he is guilty or because he has done something wrong, but because he can't bear it, that's all.

"The Minister has a plan to solve the problem of refugee accommodation and child rearing."

Make suggestions on the spot.

Silent.

Even if the saint didn't react, he was still thinking about how to deal with being questioned by refugees from Xunzhou in front of so many people.

I didn't expect to give him such a big surprise.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "The sage can send someone to ask those refugees, if I help them solve these two problems, are they willing to be recruited to build the canal?"

The reluctance of these refugees was naturally because of Mo Shaoheng, and Mo Shaoheng wanted to solve the problem with a problem.

Everyone: "..."

saint:"……"

So it also solved the problem of recruitment by the way?

The matter is very important, the sage said, "How do you prove that you can do these two things."

If the promise to the refugees is not fulfilled, the canal construction will really fail, so we need to be cautious.

Mo Shaoheng replied, "This matter is simple. After I sort it out, the sage will know the result within three days."

This?

Just three days?

Isn't Mo Shaoheng's words too amazing?

But they could afford to wait three days.

The sage replied, "I will stay with you for three days."

Zhao Lan: "..."

Originally, he thought that what he couldn't do, the court couldn't do either, so his crime of negligence of duty was irrelevant.

As a result, Mo Shaoheng suddenly ran out, and he also solved the problems left by him?

Mo Shaoheng also thought in his heart, the hole he dug, if he falls into it and wants to get up, it's not that easy.

As for the refugees outside the city, they are also very confused now.

No one can imagine that they curl up in different places every day, eating the wind and drinking the dew, living a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs.

This is still the case that Beiliang is hot in this season and not cold at night.

If it comes to winter, they dare not imagine what kind of disaster it will be.

But just now, Mo Shaoheng said that he would help them solve the problem of accommodation, isn't it possible?

But Mo Shaoheng said it in front of everyone, in front of a saint, no matter how rampant he was, he wouldn't dare to do so.

There is also the problem of raising children. Some people take care of their families and have more than one child at home.

Mo Shaoheng can also solve it?

For a moment, he was so shocked that he forgot that they came to question Mo Shaoheng.

At this time, the old palace man came again, and asked them to come here three days later, and the saint would give them a reasonable result.

Now they understand that the imperial court's repair of water conservancy is not really to force them to repair it, but a court order specially formulated to solve this disaster.

If they continue to make trouble without a reason, Liang Jingwei may not be so easy to talk about.

The refugees leave with new questions.

This is the end of a civil unrest.

However, the issue of recruitment remains unresolved.

Mo Shaoheng, on the other hand, had already happily bowed down.

The saint gave him three days, as long as he can prove that his strategy is feasible within three days, no one else can control what he does during these three days.

He had to go back and get a good night's sleep, his back hurt from standing up.

Mo Shaoheng slept very soundly when the whole Liangjing was full of discussions.

People from Zhenbei Palace: "..."

People outside were saying that Mo Shaoheng must be racking his brains to solve the problem, only they knew the truth.

Nan Yi wasn't surprised at all, every time he thought his death was imminent, their young masters didn't do the same.

I got used to it over time.

Three days is really too short.

But Mo Shaoheng's behavior during these three days had completely confused people.

I heard that on the first day, Mo Shaoheng went to visit the cloth shop, bought some cloth, and then it was gone.

Even the people in Zhenbei Wangfu knew a little bit more. After Mo Shaoheng came back with those cloths, he found many tailors in their mansion, and he also asked Uncle Yu to come to his mansion. He didn't know whether to make clothes or what.

The next day, Mo Shaoheng went to Dongshi, this time it was even more strange, because he brought the chef from the mansion with him and bought all kinds of meat.

Those who didn't know thought that the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion was going to hold a happy event.

It is also strange that the eldest son of Tangtang Zhenbei Prince's Mansion actually purchases it himself.

And then did nothing.

What the Prince of Zhenbei knows better is that their sons stayed in the kitchen for most of the day, and that night, there were several strange dishes added to the routine dishes of each room.

I heard that the girls who have eaten it all praised that it tastes good.

Everyone: "..."

The third day was even more bizarre, Mo Shaoheng didn't go out at all.

This is how he solves the housing problem of refugees and helps refugees raise their children?

But I don't know why, the people of Liangjing are getting used to Mo Shaoheng's character of not playing cards according to the rules.

Because Mo Shaoheng didn't seem to do this kind of thing less often.

The fourth day was the time for Mo Shaoheng to go to court.

Early in the morning, Mo Shaoheng was waiting outside the Golden Palace.

Everyone glanced at a box next to Mo Shaoheng from time to time.

Because there seems to be nothing else but this box.

All questions should be in this box.

Even Zhao Di couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Looking at Zhao Di's gaze, Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, are you curious?Then you come over and ask me.

But Zhao Di was too calm, so it was Mo Shaoheng who took the initiative to lean over.

Mo Shaoheng asked, "How does the sage deal with the matter of Prince Zhao Lan?"

He didn't go to the court these days, and he didn't specifically inquire about the affairs of the court.

Zhao Di replied, "He was dismissed from the post of building the canal and fined."

Mo Shaoheng said "oh", don't underestimate the removal of such a post, the construction of the canal has a very important impact on Beiliang, and if Zhao Lan can't participate, it will be a big blow to him.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help asking, "Then who was it?"

Zhao Di didn't answer, but glanced at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized, "You?"

Looking at Zhao Di with stern eyes, he said for a while, "Treacherous, what good thing have you done secretly behind my back?"

After I finished speaking, I felt that this sentence seemed a little inappropriate.

Zhao Di didn't care. He took a look at Mo Shaoheng. How dare this little fox call others treacherous?

He probably understood now why Mo Shaoheng had to travel around in front of the refugees in the first place, just to wait for this moment.

Buried well.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, "You're so sure that I can solve the problem of recruiting workers by taking on this job so quickly?"

If it can't be solved, what Zhao Di takes is still a hot potato.

Before Zhao Di answered, the father-in-law who passed on the message had already said loudly, "All ministers enter the palace."

Mo Shaoheng hurriedly said, "This time, I owed me a favor. When the canal is repaired, you have to speak for me and let me contract it to raise fish. I also told Nanyi that I was going to open a saltwater Fish shop."

Zhao Di: "..."

This morning, basically the opening is the problem of the canal.

The problem of recruiting workers in the canal bears the brunt.

Mo Shaoheng also had his box brought in.

Such an extra box on the Golden Palace is quite conspicuous.

Originally, there was an on-duty guild that would follow the procedure to ask questions, but the sage said directly, "Three days have passed, is there any gain?"

Mo Shaoheng stepped forward and replied, "To the saint, the house that can accommodate refugees is in the box."

His Majesty: "..."

Although the box is not small, it can't even fit an adult, right?

At most, it can barely accommodate a child.

The refugee's house, right in the box?

Everyone: "..."

No one opened their mouths, because they were already numb after Mo Shaoheng went up to court several times, besides, Mo Shaoheng was opening the box beside him.

He also beckoned to the officials next to him, "Let's help out."

When the box was opened, everyone stretched their necks involuntarily.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Let's be optimistic."

Everyone: "..."

Are those strips?Cloth bag?

Anyway, it should be cloth and a few poles that seem to fold.

Mo Shaoheng straightened the folded pole, it was not too short, and then passed it through the cloth bag.

Soon a "house" made of branched cloth appeared on the Golden Temple.

Mo Shaoheng explained while propping up the "house".

"In the east of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, there is such an ethnic group. They have a very vast grassland, so they make a living by grazing and live in no fixed place."

"They seem to wander in different places throughout the year, but they also have houses."

"They call their houses tents."

"As you can see, it's made of cloth."

The "house" on the Golden Temple is getting bigger and bigger.

After the folded pole propped up the cloth, it looked pretty.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "Building houses for refugees would cost too much, so it's definitely impossible."

"So I thought about that nomad's tent."

"If the refugees are recruited to build a canal and need to work mobile, such a tent is also the most suitable."

"Look, it can be built at any time, or it can be dismantled into a ball at any time, and you can carry it away. It seems a big house, but after being squeezed into a ball, it is only this small, which is very convenient."

"What the refugees suffer most now is the wind and the sun. Tents can solve this problem very well."

"The cloth for tents is the cheapest linen, and the production of linen in Beiliang has always been abundant."

"The linen can't withstand the rain and is easy to break, but it happens that I have little rain in Beiliang. As long as the tent is put away in time when the rain comes, it will not be a big problem."

"My lords, why not go into the tent and have a look." Mo Shaoheng pointed to the "house" that had already been built.

Everyone: "..."

Not to mention, there were quite a few interested people walking towards the tent with curious faces.

The tent actually has a door. When it is opened, the inside is very empty. The linen is opaque, which can just block the scorching sun. It would be even better if it was set up in some shaded place.

Tsk amazed.

This "house" actually gives people a pretty good feeling.

If you usually go out for an outing or sleep out, it should be a good choice.

Of course, it is definitely incomparable compared with real houses, but the situation of refugees is special, so it doesn't matter so much.

Besides, Mo Shaoheng also said that it is suitable for the construction of canals and mobile work.

Think about it, when the canal is being built, it is actually quite happy to be able to live in such a tent at any time.

The Golden Palace became lively.

Every time Mo Shaoheng went to court, he could always make the Golden Palace a little different.

At this time, someone asked, "This tent looks good and convenient, but...there are so many refugees, and providing tents will cost a lot to the imperial court."

Indeed, a tent may not be worth much, but if there are many, it will be different.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Does this grown-up still want to do nothing?This is solving the problem of refugees. Which dynasty or generation solves the problem of refugees?

Mo Shaoheng ignored it, and at this time someone was particularly interested in the nomads he was talking about, "Is there really a nation that has a fixed residence and lives in such a house?"

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask Li Yuan, the prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He should know it. Don't underestimate this nomadic people. The Eastern Tang Dynasty is called Shangguo, but they are often harassed by this nomadic people. They can't help it."

This has aroused the surprise of many people, "Really? How dare a nation with no fixed place harass Dongtang?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "The horses they raise are better than Dongtang's, and the cattle and sheep they raise are piece by piece, but they also have their own problems."

Mo Shaoheng coughed and quickly stopped the topic. He felt that these adults seemed to be particularly interested in this kind of thing.

Said, "Everyone, my house, no, how about my tent?"

According to Mo Shaoheng, this tent already has its own story.

Other ethnic groups can use this as a mobile residence, so there is nothing to be picky about the refugees in Beiliang who are in a special situation.

Besides, the tent looked really good to them.

Given their cool weather in the north, even if it is winter, if you put an extra quilt in the tent, it may not be cold.

"I think it's good, no matter what, it's better than curling up under the city wall." Everyone discussed in low voices.

"Xundi doesn't know when it will be taken back. It is impossible to leave the refugees alone, and there is no manpower and material resources to repair their houses. This tent is a good solution."

At this time, the sage directly asked people to calculate the cost and the feasibility of purchasing linen from various places.

When the results come out, although the approximate cost is not small, it is completely within the acceptable range. After all, other plans cost more than the current one.

Some officials also said, "I have a lot of linen in Beiliang. This is one of the reasons for the low price of linen. Now it is just in time for use."

"In this way, it is really possible to give Xunzhou refugees a place to stay."

Everyone couldn't help looking at Mo Shaoheng.

In fact, it is more than just an accommodation, it also solves the problem of mobile accommodation when the canal is built according to the current situation.

one stone two bird.

Mo Shaoheng is showing everyone how to put the tent away.

The last thing I saw was a stack of large cloth balls held in my hands.

Everyone: "..."

It's also a little more convenient.

At this time, the sage spoke, probably asking each department to draw up a specific charter.

In other words, if there are no accidents, this matter can basically be finalized.

Mo Shaoheng's box happened to contain various blueprints, and he took them out and gave them to the Minister of Industry.

When it was quiet, someone asked, "The prince said two things that day. Don't you know about refugee children?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "This question is a little more complicated, but my Zhenbei Palace has decided to sell some good land to help refugees raise their children."

puff!

All the officials on the field couldn't help it.

The Zhenbei Palace is now relying on those fertile fields to maintain the nobles' last dignity, right?

Mo Shaoheng actually said that he was going to sell part of the fertile land in the Zhenbei Palace?

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, the fertile land is indeed good, but there is an express regulation in Beiliang that fertile land can only be used to grow food, this is because Beiliang