The merits are better than those of the border, and the title of Prince is promoted to Prince.

The imperial edict was posted everywhere in Chang'an City and widely publicized it, which shocked the Chang'an subjects.

For a time, all kinds of rumors were rumored.

Today, the Anxi Army suddenly mobilized troops into the city. Things were already very unusual. Of course, some sober court officials would not be deceived by Li Heng's imperial edict.

In this era, there must be extremely strict procedures for transferring troops into the city. From imperial edicts to the Ministry of War to the commission of dispatching troops, from fish talismans to the court showing the ministers, these are all necessary procedures.

Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there has never been a precedent for sudden transfer of troops into the city.

There is indeed something, Li Shimin has done it, Wu Zetian has done it, and Li Longji has done it, but it is a mutiny, a seizure of the throne.

From the normal process, it is absolutely unusual to suddenly transfer troops into the city and surround the palace. Even if the emperor suddenly transfers troops, it is impossible for him to send troops to surround the palace where he lives.

As for the destruction of Li Fuguo's rebellion, it would be even more nonsense.

Who is Li Fuguo? He is just a eunuch. He has no party or wings in the court. He has the courage to collude with the palace servants and rebellion? Can he be the emperor if he kills the emperor? Even if he wants to kill the emperor, there are still 30,000 Shuofang troops in the Taiji Palace. He colludes with only a few palace servants. Shuofang troops stretched out his little finger and crushed these clowns. Why did he mobilize the Anxi army, who had always been deeply afraid of by the emperor, into the city to fight for the king?

There are too many doubts about this matter, and there are so many loopholes like sieves. All the ministers who are officials in the court are all human beings. How could they believe it?

Unfortunately, Li Heng's imperial edict was written by himself, and it was written vividly, as if it had happened. Although the court officials were suspicious in their hearts, some people even vaguely guessed the truth.

But since the imperial edict was written like this, the court officials dare not say too much. The water inside was too deep and did not have the strength of Gu Qing. It would be better not to talk nonsense, otherwise even if the emperor could spare him, Gu Qing's temper would be bad.

As for the people and merchants in Chang'an, some people who can contact the secrets of the palace naturally do not believe in the content of the imperial edict, but the vast majority of the people who are obsessed do not doubt it.

These days, the credibility of the imperial edicts is still very high among the people. Since the emperor said so, it must be true. Didn’t you see that Mr. Gu has been granted the title of Prince because of his merits in mobilizing troops to help the king and opening the border? This shows that the emperor is thinking about Gu Qing’s goodness. If the king is in danger, loyal ministers will lead their troops to protect him. If loyal ministers make meritorious, the monarch will be rewarded without hesitation.

It is truly a lord, sage, ministers and wise men, and a bright and bright scene that is about to be restored in a prosperous era.

As for the various rumors in Chang'an City, some of them are even very close to the truth of the matter, but they are not important.

An imperial edict has basically blocked everyone's doubts, and the remaining rumors can only be reduced to gossip and cannot replace the mainstream voice at all.

So under the joint efforts of Li Longji, Li Heng and Gu Qing, the king and ministers, a shocking mutiny turned into a gentle drizzle and disappeared intovisible.

But, can the face that has been torn back to normal? Did it really be considered that nothing had happened?

On the way to the refugee camp outside the city, Gu Qing was silent all the way, without saying a word, and his face was gloomy and terrible.

Contradictions are accumulated by things, and conflicts become more and more acute as the contradictions are irreconcilable.

Today, leading the army to force the palace, which made the conflict between Gu Qing and the two emperors increasingly acute. It was almost time to see the end of the plan, and it was getting closer and closer to the day when the two sides really broke up and broke up and fought.

A mutiny is like a milestone. The inscription depicts the color of the sky and also paints the flag at the top of the city. Under the flag, the horse whips and whips the sword, pointing the person in front of him, his surname is Li or Gu?

Seeing Gu Qing frowning without saying a word, Duan Wuji, who was riding a horse next to him, couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are you thinking?"

Gu Qing nodded and said, "There are more and more refugees outside the city. After the beginning of spring, there will be a total of 100,000. Refugees have families, families, hands and feet. Always relying on our relief is not a long-term solution..."

"Mr. I mean..."

"It's not far from spring. They should be allocated land to them immediately. The government will re-enter them. In recent years, Guanzhong has killed and injured many people due to rebellion. Some villages have even been slaughtered all over the villages. These refugees will be the people of Guanzhong in the future. The Anxi Army will allocate some soldiers to go out to build houses for them in various villages, measure the land, and distribute grain. We cannot miss the spring sowing."

Duan Wuji nodded: "The master's method is to cure the root cause, which is much better than providing them with help."

Gu Qing said again: "By the way, let the soldiers feel the baptism of their souls and go deep into the people, so that they will not forget their origins. When fighting in the future, at least they will not fight for money."

"Wuji, come back and write a memorial in my name, report on the refugees' homeland and land affairs, write all the things I just said, and in addition, I will ask the emperor to summon the governors of Henan provinces in Guanzhong to Beijing to report on their duties and deliberations, and implement this matter before the beginning of spring."

"yes."

After Duan Wuji responded, he was silent for a moment and couldn't help but say, "The Lord is working hard for the refugees' livelihood, but the refugees are still accusing you. There are all kinds of unfair arguments against you in the court and the opposition. Students think about it and it's not worth it..."

Gu Qing said lightly: "But do good things and don't ask about the future. Things are not done to make others praise them, but to think that they should do this, so continue to do it and don't care about how others talk about it."

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The refugee camps are filled with various indescribable odors. Fortunately, in winter, some infectious diseases in the crowd gathering place did not spread as quickly. In addition, Song Gensheng adopted the zoning isolation method according to Gu Qing's suggestion to isolate symptomatic patients to the ward in advance. Therefore, although the refugees have a difficult life, at least there is no plague outbreak, which is a blessing in disgrace.

At this moment, the crowd in the refugee camp was in anger because of a woman.

In the early morning, Princess Wanchun appeared in the refugee camp. She led hundreds of Yulin Guards to the most concentrated place of the crowd, then... put her hands on her hips, raised her hands and swept her around, pointed at the noses of the refugees and started scolding.

It is hard to imagine that a princess with golden branches and jade leaves can be so ugly when she scolds people.

The slaves in the farm, ungrateful, ungrateful wolf, beasts know how to repay their kindness, but people backfire their kindness, etc. The more they scolded, the more they became, the more unpleasant they heard. The refugees were angry and surrounded them, staring at her with an unkind look.

Fortunately, Wan Chun brought hundreds of imperial guards today, and Daming Daliang was under the banner of a princess, otherwise he would have been torn apart by the refugees this day.

Although the refugees did not dare to attack Wan Chun, Wan Chun was surrounded for the whole morning, but Wan Chun was not afraid. He cursed from morning to afternoon, and his throat was hoarse and he refused to stop.

There are always people who silently pay attention to Gu Qing in remote corners.

There were rumors in Chang'an City. When the sword pointed directly at Gu Qing, Wan Chun had already heard of it. She was anxious and angry at that time. She wanted to use all her strength to shout in Chang'an City to defend Gu Qing. Until today, Wan Chun finally couldn't help it and brought the guards to the refugee camp in person.

If you can't think of a way to defend Gu Qing, at least you can scold them happily, which can be considered anger for Gu Qing.

Wan Chun, who is simple-minded, is so naive in doing things.

After cursing for a long time, Wan Chun became more and more excited, and of course, it also successfully aroused the anger of the refugees.

But Wan Chun didn't care at all. Anyone who hurt Gu Qing was her enemy. You don't have to be too polite to the enemy, it would be better if you could piss them to death.

"...Beasts know how grateful they are when they receive favors, and crows also know how to feed back. If they throw a bone to the dog guarding the door, it will wag their tails. What about you? How much food did you eat in the Anxi Army these days? Instead, they cursed the Anxi Army behind their backs and scolded Gu Duke. Your conscience was eaten by the dog?"

Surrounded by refugees, Wan Chun still put her hands on her hips and pointed at the refugees in a teapot. Her surroundings were protected by the guards. These guards suffered, and they used their long halberds and spears to block the refugees surrounding them from all directions.

"...The food you eat is the food of the Anxi Army. Do you understand? The soldiers divided half of their food for you, because Duke Gu and the soldiers of the Anxi Army couldn't bear to have you starved to death. If Duke Gu didn't care about you, the Anxi Army didn't care about you and let you die outside the city. How many of the people you surrounded me today can live? How many of them have the strength to scold Duke Gu?"

"I'm blind all of you. I don't know who supported you and who saved your lives. Instead, I believed those rumors, ate the Anxi Army's food, and scolded the Anxi Army after eating. From the founding of the Tang Dynasty to the present, I have never seen you ungrateful people like you?"

"A hundred people were poisoned to death, and you all blamed the Anxi Army. If the Anxi Army really wanted to harm you, would they use their own food to help you? Pig brains clearly showed that someone framed Duke Gu and Anxi Army, but they were so stupid that they believed the rumors. It was really worth it for Duke Gu and Anxi Army. If I had known today, the food that helped you was better than feeding dogs to you. At least they would wag their tails when they were fed to the dogs."

The words were very unpleasant, but the anger and restlessness of the refugees stopped unknowingly. Many people showed thoughtfulness, and those who were awake earlier had already looked ashamed and bowed their heads without saying a word.

But Wan Chun became more and more angry as he spoke, his eyes turned red.

She has also worked very hard these days. Gu Qing came up with a way to raise funds for charity. Wan Chun responded the most actively. She was raising funds for refugees from morning to night, visiting the powerful people in Chang'an City everywhere, and snatching some money and food from them. Thinking that his efforts could save countless lives, Wan Chun felt very satisfied. No matter how hard he worked, it was worth it.

But she didn't expect that the refugees believed the rumors and scolded Gu Qing and An Xijun in turn. Wan Chun suddenly felt that her efforts for many days were in vain, and she felt even more aggrieved and unfair for Gu Qing. Of course, she, who had always been arrogant, could not stand such grievances, so she came to the refugee camp today and scolded these ungrateful refugees.

After cursing happily, Wanchun's anger not only did not disappear, but the hardship and grievances he suffered these days became more and more amplified, and she was so angry that she burst into tears.

"You are so heartbreaking for everyone to hold firewood, but they are frozen to death by the wind and snow!" Wan Chun choked.

In the crowd, the anger gradually disappeared, and there was no anger on the numb and hungry faces, only deep thoughts and shame. They just stared at Wanchun's tears, falling drop by drop in the snow.

When Gu Qing came to the refugee camp, he saw Wan Chun's tears.

In an instant, a feeling of unspeakableness suddenly surged in Gu Qing's heart. He couldn't tell whether he was moved or distressed.

He only knew that there were more than one woman who could sacrifice her life for him in this life.

"Mr. Gu is here!" Han Jie shouted loudly.

The refugees were shocked and made way for themselves. Countless people lowered their heads and avoided Gu Qing's gaze with guilt.

Wan Chun wiped his tears, sniffed hard, and turned to look at him.

In the halo where the sun and the white snow reflect each other, the tears of spring are particularly clear, like winding love.

Gu Qingqing couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wiped the tears left on her pretty face, and said softly: "You don't have to be like this."

Wan Chun turned around and said coldly: "Why can't you scold people if you suffer grievances? Why should you swallow your anger? You don't owe them anything."

Gu Qing looked at her face, which was still covered with tears, then looked at the refugees around him, and suddenly laughed.

"Those who hold firewood for everyone are only compassionate, do not care about honor and disgrace, nor do they care about whether they will die of cold in the wind and snow. Everything in the world has a purpose, but "compassion" has no purpose, does it purely and does not seek rewards."

Gu Qing finished speaking calmly, turned his head to Han Jie and said, "Take them all over, it's time to finish the matter."

Han Jie replied loudly, and then the personal guards took Li Fuguo, the chief officer of the Procuratorate Office, and the poisoned rookie into the crowd.

Han Jie used his sword sheath to hit the bend of the ruffian's knees. The ruffian knelt down, and then burst into tears. He told the refugees about his poisoning and being poisoned in front of the refugees in detail. From instructing to receiving the order to getting close to the big pot of porridge, and how to put poison into the pot while people are not prepared, the structure is very clear.

Then there were Li Fuguo and the heads of the Procuratorate Office. Under the knife of the personal guards, these people were so scared that they were lost in their hearts. They knelt on the ground and spoke in a trembling voice to tell the whole plot of the whole matter in full.

After everyone finished speaking, Gu Qing did not speak with a cold face. Han Jie looked around the refugees and shouted angrily: "Did you hear it clearly? Poisoning has nothing to do with Mr. Gu or the Anxi Army. It was someone in the court who was framed. You are ignorant and believe the rumors. Mr. Gu and the Anxi Army raise food for you everywhere. They can't bear to see you starve to death, but they end up being criticized by thousands of people."

"You don't scold those powerful people who ignore your suffering, but come to insult the good people who help you. Is it true that good people are not rewarded in this world?" Han Jie became more and more angry and said angrily: "Since good people are not rewarded, the Anxi Army stopped your food relief, and you will die for yourself!"

Gu Qing patted Han Jie on the shoulder and smiled bitterly, "Okay, let's go."

Han Jieyu snorted in anger, shut up and took a few steps back.

Gu Qing glanced coldly at Li Fuguo and others. Especially when he saw Li Fuguo's face turned gray, Gu Qing suddenly remembered the evaluation of this famous traitor in history, and then smiled.

In this era, Li Fuguo did not have time to become a powerful official, but was inexplicably betrayed by the two emperors and fell heavily in such a trivial matter. It can be regarded as the law of heaven that has reincarnation.

Without Li Fuguo's world, will there be a little darkness?

"Han Jie, Ming Zhengdian's punishment has been executed!" Gu Qing said coldly.

Han Jie responded loudly, and the guards immediately raised the knife in their hands. The refugees immediately took a few steps back and looked at the row of criminals kneeling on the ground in horror.

Li Fuguo was shocked and said angrily: "Gu Qing, I have explained it clearly. This matter is not my mastermind, you can't kill me!"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "The Tang Dynasty has a royal law. It has killed so many lives. Do you think you can still survive? Director Li, even if you can't be a good person in the next life, at least be a harmless person."

With a smile on his face, his expression suddenly became cold. Gu Qing reached out and grabbed Wanchun's shoulder, pulled her whole body backwards, avoiding the scene of killing and bleeding, and waved his other hand casually.

Han Jie immediately shouted: "Behead!"
To be continued...