Chang''an, imperial city.


    Gao Shilian brought Qingzhou flying pigeons to Taiji hall.


    "There is a great drought in Qingzhou, locust disaster is imminent, all 10000 mu of good fields are occupied by locusts, and the reproduction of larvae has doubled."


    "Qingzhou people, streets and alleys, hungry people everywhere, and the wind of robbing grain is prevalent."


    "You should try your best to treat it, your majesty."


    Just a few lines were read out slowly by father-in-law Rong.


    The morning hall was silent.


    No one could have imagined that the Qingzhou disaster was so severe at this time, and the locust disaster was even worse.


    Qingzhou''s people are unstable, and the locust disaster is likely to spread to other states and counties, which is the most important task today.


    As soon as the voice fell, the king of Tang slapped on the armrest of the seat.


    Pop.


    The sound shook the hall, and all four were surprised.


    The king of Tang suddenly stood up with an angry face and pointed around the courtiers.


    "Where is Si Nong temple!"


    "The disaster in Qingzhou is so serious, why is there only drought above the disaster?"


    The gray haired old man hurried out of the crowd and knelt down in fear.


    "Your Majesty, a good example."


    "It''s all the farming and mulberry matters reported by me from Qingzhou. I didn''t hide it."


    The king of Tang was as angry as an eagle''s eyes, emitting two cold lights and scolding.


    "As a Si Nong temple, I don''t know the facts everywhere."


    "This si Nong temple, it''s time to change!"


    As soon as the voice fell, a man rushed out of the crowd and said.


    "Your Majesty, there were many matters such as spring ploughing, water transfer, breeding and so on. In fact, it was not the neglect of the Si Nong temple."


    "But in the memorial of Qingzhou, there are only four words about the drought. I don''t know it is so severe."


    "This plague of locusts is unheard of. I hope your majesty can learn from it."


    With the guarantee of the Shangshu Province, even if it''s not wrong.


    In front of the hall, the eldest sun Wuji listened earnestly, his eyes turned, and his heart understood that there was probably another secret about the disaster in Qingzhou.


    Step out of the crowd in two steps, and the eldest sun Wuji bows down and bows his hands.


    "Your Majesty, the disaster in Qingzhou is urgent, and the focus is on solving relevant matters."


    "As for the punishment, the minister boldly advised and convicted according to the law after the disaster was solved."


    Gao Shilian also heard that there must be something strange in this matter. He moved his steps and stood shoulder to shoulder with his eldest sun Wuji.


    "Minister, seconded."


    The old man of Si Nong temple, who had been walking at the ghost gate, lay prone on the ground, gasping for breath and terrified.


    Knowing that if there were no intercession from these two old ministers, I was afraid that at this time, a cup of tea would be dragged out of the noon gate to ask for a cut. With a grateful look, I glanced at the two figures standing in the hall and at the king of Tang at the head of the hall.


    The king of the Tang Dynasty, standing on the hall, brushed his sleeves, stood on the handrail and glared at the ministers.


    "Where is Chen Cang?"


    "In the land of Qingzhou, the wind of robbing grain is popular, but why?"


    Wen Yan, Chen Cang, who visited Qingzhou some time ago, stood on the hall and bowed respectfully.


    "Your Majesty, since the tax payment was suspended in Qingzhou, the food in the poor people''s homes has been enough to support this year''s grain harvest."


    "As for the looting of grain, it is mostly because of drought and locusts that the people are so frightened."


    "I really don''t know why there are hungry people everywhere."


    An uneasiness hovered over the whole hall, and the ministers were uncertain.


    Even if we can support the harvest, even if we eat surplus food, we will not be hungry everywhere.


    The old man of Si Nong Temple knelt on the ground. He was in the mood to think about why. What he thought was the drought in Qingzhou where he was responsible.


    After a little calculation, his face suddenly changed and his heart was shocked.


    "Your Majesty, the land of Qingzhou is early rice. In half a month, it is the season for ear growth."


    "If we can''t solve the drought and locust disaster in half a month, I''m afraid... I''m afraid a large number of seedlings will wither."


    "Then... The land of Qingzhou will... Have no harvest."


    The trembling words were heard very clearly in the quiet hall.


    The faces of all the ministers in the hall changed.


    In the land of Qingzhou, delaying the payment of tax grain has been a kind and great gift of the Tang Dynasty.


    If this time Qingzhou can no longer pay the grain, I''m afraid it will be implicated, and half of the officials of the six ministries will suffer.


    For a time, the whole court, the ministers hung their heads and were shocked.


    It''s not only because I don''t know about these things, but also because these urgent problems are really too hasty.


    The king of Tang, standing at the head of the hall, clenched his fists, made extra efforts with his angular hands, and his joints were faint and white.


    The muscles on the cheek also twitched uncontrollably, and the clenched teeth made a faint ''cluck''.


    "Mobilize the water conservancy of the surrounding states and counties, divert water into the canal and look at Qingzhou!"


    Raise your arm slowly, point to the old man and scream.


    "Within half a month, irrigation water must reach Qingzhou."


    "In the land of Qingzhou, if the drought cannot be alleviated, you are the only one to ask me."


    The sound of shouting shook the tiles and the lights in the hall flickered.


    When the sound came, the ministers'' bodies shook slightly. Some ministers had then printed traces of sweating on their backs, and their legs could not stop shaking.


    On the main hall, the king of Tang walked slowly, glared at his Highness''s trembling officials, pointed to four seats, and couldn''t say a word angrily.


    In the imperial warehouse, there is no grain to be transferred to Qingzhou.


    At present, the disaster in Qingzhou is so serious that no official knows the whole court.


    When he brushed his sleeves angrily, the king of Tang walked out of the hall with his hands on his back. An angry roar came from the side hall.


    "Look what you''ve done!"


    "If Tang Hao is against Qingzhou, I will investigate it well!"