"Some people privately say that the royal guards are similar to the mirror. This is a sign of the gentleman's disobedience. In this case, let's just stop them first."

"What is the reason for your objection?"

"The Jin Yiwei is our sharp weapon in Northern Xinjiang to spy on Northern Liao. The fewer people who know about this sharp weapon, the better."

"Did they believe it?"

"Of course they didn't believe it. Later, the five people were transferred to Fengzhou. Fengzhou Sunying took pity on them and sent them all to mines."

"Face doubts with an iron fist, okay?"

"This is just the beginning."

"Is there anything else important?"

"Just wait and see."

Ta-ta-ta!

Several horses came.

"Deputy envoy, thousands of refugees have poured into Qianzhou!"

Yang Xuan was looking at the map and looked up when he heard this.

"catch!"

"Take orders!"

Yang Xuan looked at the junction line between Northern Xinjiang and other parts of the Tang Dynasty on the map and said:

"It's difficult once, but you can lay the foundation."

…

The refugees are coming.

There was a severe drought in the north, so the refugees habitually fled to Guanzhong, but were intercepted.

Then someone spread the word that Northern Xinjiang was accepting refugees.

The refugees didn't believe it at first, but local officials confirmed it.

"Just go!"

An official shouted, watching the refugees heading north, he sneered: "All of them rush to Northern Xinjiang. When these people eat up all the food in Northern Xinjiang, they will eat Yang Xuan's flesh and blood!"

Chang'an received the news.

A voice came from the pear orchard.

"Come here, prepare wine, and spread the singing and dancing!"

…

The beggars in Chang'an like to gather outside Pingkangfang when they have nothing to do, watching the nobles coming in and out, and watching the incense carriages coming in and out.

I don’t know since when, the carriages of nobles began to like to incense... What does it mean? Just hang as many sachets as possible. Wherever the carriage goes, the fragrance will spread everywhere.

This is a symbol of wealth.

In another world, one would definitely say: This is a symbol of high-end.

A luxurious carriage slowly drove into Pingkangfang.

The coachman was richly dressed and proud.

There are many sachets hanging outside the carriage.

The summer wind blows, and the noble atmosphere permeates everywhere.

There were more than twenty beggars squatting on both sides of the square gate. The leader of the beggars said: "Here you go, Erqiao, don't you like this? Hurry up and suck it."

A young beggar was taking a nap. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

“It smells so good!”

"There are new people!" shouted a beggar.

Everyone saw that the newlyweds were a mother and a son, who were both hungry and skinny.

Seeing the carriage, the woman knelt down happily and said, "My mother and son have not eaten for a long time. Please give me a piece of cake! I pray for you morning and night..."

The driver cursed: "Get out!"

A majestic voice came from the carriage, "What's the matter?"

The driver turned around and said, "Mr. Lang, they are two refugees."

"Get away!"

The coachman cracked his whip, which made the child cry out in fright. The woman hugged the child and knelt to avoid it.

"Bitch!"

The coachman spat and drove in.

Just like that, the woman, probably very hungry, sat there exhausted and panting. The child had no strength to cry anymore, and his face was pale.

"This is Chang'an!"

The woman said desperately: "Husband, there is no way to survive in Chang'an!"

Half a piece of cake suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The woman slowly raised her head and saw Erqiao.

"Eat it!"

The woman suddenly grabbed the pancake and brought it to the child's mouth tremblingly, "Erlang, take a bite."

The child opened his mouth, took a trembling bite, chewed slowly, and then swallowed. He choked and rolled his eyes.

The woman patted him on the back and shouted in panic: "Erlang."

Erqiao sighed and went to ask for a bowl of water.

"Drink!"

A bowl of water and half a piece of cake. The child ate most of it, and the woman got a bite.

"You kid, don't you want dinner?"

The beggars gathered around. The leader of the beggars slapped Erqiao, took out a piece of cake and gave it to the woman, "Eat it!"

While the woman was eating the cake, the beggar asked, "Where did it come from?"

"North," the woman said.

"How did you come to Chang'an?"

"There's a drought!" The woman took a sip of water. "There is no way to survive. The checkpoints are blocking our way. My husband took us on a small path, but he fell to death halfway through exploring the path."

The beggar suddenly laughed and said, "It's not good for you to go anywhere, but you ended up in Chang'an."

The woman said: "My husband said that there are many rich people in Chang'an, and His Majesty is here."

The beggar's head was silent.

The woman ate the cake and licked all the crumbs on her hands cleanly.

"At first, some people said that Northern Xinjiang is taking in refugees, but my husband said that Northern Xinjiang is rebellious and cannot go." Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, "They all went, but my family didn't go."

The beggar shook his head, "It is said that a lot of wasteland has been opened up in northern Xinjiang this year. From last year to this year, some people bought a lot of grain from Chang'an, and they all went north."

The mirror claims to be well-informed, and that is the upper level. Below, the snake-like beggars have figured out the entire city of Chang'an.

The woman held the child and wiped her tears, "If I had known better, I would have gone to Northern Xinjiang. The whole family would still have a chance to survive."

The beggar said: "Follow us! At least, we will have something to eat."

Beggars all have a sense of territory. This territory belongs to us. Newcomers will come and take it away.

But the mother and son were so miserable that it seemed that Beggar's head moved with compassion.

Erqiao knew that this woman would soon become the beggar's wife.

It may seem cruel, but at this time, it is kindness. Otherwise, it won't take long for the mother and son to either starve to death in a corner or become the target of humiliation by the beggars.

In the end, it is also death!

This is reality, and Erqiao has seen through it.

Everyone leaned against the wall and listened to the woman talking about the situation in the north.

"...The government doesn't care about the drought, so it's not much use for us to carry water ourselves. My husband said that if we don't leave, the whole family will starve to death at home when they run out of food. While we still have the last bit of food, we will set off with it.

Already..."

"Why didn't the government take care of it?" Erqiao asked.

The woman was not full, and her stomach growled, "I don't know! But halfway through, we were outside the county gate and heard two noble people saying they were going to celebrate.

A noble man said that all the farmers had run away, and the land was ownerless. He could go back to the county and buy it with some random money... It was so cheap."

Erqiao was stunned, "What is this?"
To be continued...