Datang signed in for 18 years and suddenly discovered that it was Journey to the West

Just when the female pilgrim was about to stick close to Li Heng, a Miao Zhu trotted over and said in a low voice, "Master, the porridge distributed to the refugees in the south of the city has been exhausted."

Since the incense in the Human Emperor's Hall has become more prosperous in the past few months, the original manpower is no longer enough, so a few new temples have been recruited, and this temple is one of them.

"Have you run out of porridge?" Li Heng was astonished, and at the same time comforted the female pilgrim, "You are full of energy and blood, and you are in good health. There is no sign of disease, so there is no need to worry."

Afterwards, he got up and took the miaozhu to the side, and said in a low voice, "How could it be so fast? Didn't we just add three thousand catties of rice and three hundred catties of meat two days ago?"

Due to the continuous months of war, Datang continued to collect food and grass resources from various places. Since two months ago, there have been refugees fleeing famine due to the war around Chang'an City.

Although the imperial court also sent people to help and built shanty houses for resettlement, the number of refugees was too large, and some of them could not be resettled after all.

So Li Heng built a porridge house in the south of the city in the name of Renhuangdian, and distributed porridge to refugees at noon every day, so as to delay the pressure of the court to help refugees.

The function of this kind of porridge is just to satisfy the hunger, and the ingredients are not enough. A bowl of porridge has a quantity of one or two meters and a penny of meat. Even if 1 people come to receive the porridge every day, it can last for three days.

It's only been two days now?

Li Heng also learned before that although there were quite a few refugees in the southern part of the city, the number should be around [-]. How could it be possible to consume porridge so quickly.

Obviously unreasonable.

"The number of refugees has skyrocketed?" Li Heng asked with a frown.

Now there are almost 1 refugees outside Chang'an City. If the number increases sharply, it will be a disaster. A little carelessness may cause riots.

"Yes." Miao Zhu nodded, with a sad face, and said: "Master, you don't know, yesterday there were a large number of refugees fleeing from the north, and there were more than 3000 refugees who came to the south of the city alone.

"These people are so hungry that they only recognize food and don't recognize people. There have been many incidents of grabbing food. Fortunately, the porridge sheds are guarded by the imperial army, otherwise there may be even bigger troubles."

"Add another five thousand catties of rice and five thousand catties of meat." Li Heng said helplessly.

"Master, I don't know if I should say something or not." Miao Zhu said in a low voice, "May I take a step to speak?"

"Okay." Li Heng nodded, and Miao Zhu came to the secluded back hall.

"Your Highness, you are a prince, but you are committed to soliciting incense in the Palace of the Emperor, and we all admire you from the bottom of your heart, but..." Miao Zhu sighed, and said: "But I don't know if you have discovered it recently. Although the incense is becoming more and more prosperous, people complain more about His Majesty the Emperor."

"Yes, I know." Li Heng nodded.

The continuous months of war in recent days have made the people miserable, not to mention the refugees outside, even the people in Chang'an City feel the hardship of life.

Under such circumstances, no matter whether it is going to a temple or Taoist temple to burn incense and pray to the Buddha to pray for gods, or come to worship the ancestors in the palace of the emperor, it is only a psychological comfort after all.

It won't be of any practical use.

As long as the Turks don't retreat for a day, the Tang Dynasty's war cannot end, and this kind of life can only continue.

Over time, it is natural that there will be complaints.

"If this continues, the Human Emperor's Palace may be backlashed." Miao Zhu said in a deep voice.

"I'll figure out a way." Li Heng didn't say anything more, but looked at the new temple carefully for a while, and said with a smile: "I remember you came to the Human Emperor's Palace three months ago. what name?"

This Miao Zhu looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his mind is very clever, and he observes affairs quite meticulously, which can be regarded as a talent.

——He was not in charge of recruiting new recruits to the Human Emperor's Palace, but the original Human Emperor's Palace host was responsible, so he didn't know the young man's name.

"The villain's surname is Di, his name is Renjie, and he is from Bingzhou." Miao Zhu said respectfully.

"Di Renjie?" Li Heng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled: "Good name, you observe the affairs meticulously, and in the future, you will be in charge of handling the refugees in the Human Emperor's Palace, how about it?"

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your trust." Di Renjie thanked him, but he was still a little worried after all, as if hesitating to speak.

"You don't have to worry about the increase in the number of refugees. I have my own solutions." Li Heng smiled.

"Your Highness has worked hard." Hearing this, Di Renjie also knew to bow and leave.

After Di Renjie left, Li Heng went to the corn room where grain was stored in the Human Emperor's Hall, and gave instructions to the system.

"Sign in at the Corn Room!"

【congratulations!If you successfully sign in at the millet room of the Hall of Human Emperors, you will be rewarded with a package of the spirit item "Wanjin millet". 】

[Spiritual object "ten thousand catties of millet": corn seeds with spirituality, one seed can produce ten thousand catties of corn, it needs careful care for three months before it matures. 】

Li Heng discovered before that the sign-in system not only rewards cultivation methods, but also rewards pills, weapons, and "spiritual objects" with some magical functions.

"It is indeed a good thing. One seed can produce ten thousand catties of corn. For people of this era, it is simply a fairy medicine!"

Li Heng was overjoyed at first, then shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that the long-distance water can't quench the near-thirst. I don't know what will happen in three months. It seems that I still have to use that trick."

In fact, when Di Renjie was explaining the situation outside the city, he thought of a way, which was almost a magical method that he had signed in for the past five months.

It's just that that kind of method consumes a lot, so Li Heng wanted to see if he could get a solution to the problem if he signed in at the millet room.

"Hey, after all, this system is not something that lacks something." Li Heng shook his head and smiled.

……

Daming Palace Xuanzheng Hall.

Li Shimin on the dragon chair was frowning, all civil and military personnel in the court were silent, and the atmosphere was very dignified.

"Two generals, Shubao and Yaojin, were seriously injured. Tiance's army was beheaded by the Turks and killed more than [-] people. Refugees from northern and southern cities flocked to Chang'an. The number reached [-]. Is this what you showed me?!"

Li Shimin growled.

The whole court was silent, and there was no sound.

This time the Turkic attack was completely different from the previous ones, with unprecedented strength. There were as many as ten super-rank warriors, and nearly [-] fourth-rank warriors in the army. The Tang Dynasty was almost defeated and defeated in a row.

Overcast clouds hung over the entire court.

"The minister has advice."

A court official suddenly came out, bowed and saluted, and said: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. If the Son of Heaven is in trouble, why not follow the example of Xuanyuan in ancient times, ask for help from the sky, and sacrifice to the Jade Emperor Haotian God, in order to turn the situation around?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on the ground, shaking the minds of all civil and military officials in the court.

When the country is in crisis, they don't think about saving themselves, but pray to the heavens, and don't ask the common people to ask ghosts and gods. This is something that happens at the end of the dynasty.

How long was the Tang Dynasty founded?

Is it time to pray to the gods for help? !

"Yuan Aiqing's words..." Li Shimin's face sank like water, and he said every word, "But it's not impossible."

Chapter 9 How Your Buddha Saves All Beings