Originally, Shu'an was the focus of attention of the entire Chang'an, especially this incident pushed Shu'an to the cusp of the tide.

If it was the first day, they still watched An Xuangong relief the refugees with novel eyes, but when these tens of thousands of refugees appeared today, some scholars couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Even if it's just half a bowl of gruel a day, these tens of thousands of people will need at least dozens of stone of food."

"If you remember correctly, the price of rice in Chang'an has risen to 15 wen a bucket."

"At the end of the day, it costs a few dollars, and it seems that there were not as many people yesterday as there are today."

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The voices of discussion sounded, and even if they didn't know it, they felt that there seemed to be more refugees in Chang'an.

There is also the fact that An Xuangong doesn't seem to know when the relief will be, and there must be a lot of money spent here.

Even if it were for them, it would definitely not be so, after all, there was no benefit to this money at all, as far as fame was concerned.

It was not important to these scholars, who valued the interests more much, and the fame that these refugees brought with them did not help them much in the Shilin.

In addition to the sighs of these scholars, there is also Li Junxian, who once again received a report from the hundred horses, this time Li Junxian is not calm.

"How come there are so many more people in just a few days?"

Li Junxian muttered solemnly on his face, you must know that these are tens of thousands of people, not simply hundreds of people.

If he is not careful, it may cause some chaos, especially in Chang'an, even if he has some worries.

After thinking of this, Li Junxian also didn't sit still, and wanted to enter the palace to meet His Majesty, whether it was the number of refugees or the involvement of An Xuangong, these were not something he could decide.

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The Imperial Study

"Your Majesty, the number of refugees has exceeded 20,000."

Li Junxian said respectfully, with a hint of bitterness on his face, before entering the palace, he did not simply enter the palace.

Instead, he first sent someone to learn about the situation of the refugees in the suburbs of Chang'an, and he was shocked when he saw it, because there were as many as 20,000 refugees gathered in the suburbs of Chang'an.

This means that there will be more refugees pouring into Chang'an tomorrow, after all, there are some people who do not know that An Xuangong is relieving refugees.

Thinking of the 20,000 refugees pouring into the entire Chang'an City, even Li Junxian had some scalp tingling.

"How can there be so many refugees, and there is no chaos?"

Li Shimin's eyes became serious and he said loudly, because Li Junxian reported that there were not many refugees who came to Chang'an a few days ago, and he naturally subconsciously thought that there were not many refugees.

Now there are more than 20,000 refugees at once, and even Li Shimin can't help but be shocked, because if these refugees riot, it will be unimaginable.

After all, he is already a refugee, and if he can't survive anymore, then anything can happen.

"I don't know why, but the number of refugees has increased dramatically in the past few days."

"In terms of chaos, there hasn't been much chaos, and this is mainly related to An Xuangong."

Li Junxian said with a wry smile, although a lot of hundreds of horsemen were sent to the pass, but no news came back.

As for the chaos, Li Junxian really wants to thank An Xuangong, because of An Xuangong's relief, at least every refugee can live.

If you dig a little more grassroots, then you can eat half full, and it is enough to have one half full, after all, usually the people's homes are only half full.

But no one knows when An Xuangong will cancel the relief, after all, with the increase in the number of people, the food consumed on this day is not a few.

At that time, then it will be time for His Majesty to be troubled, and of course he will not be able to escape either.

"What does this have to do with the Father?"

Li Shimin's face showed a hint of astonishment slightly, and he said softly, with doubts in his words, obviously not thinking about how Yafu and these refugees were involved.

Then Li Junxian told everything that happened in Chang'an during this period of time, from the first day of relief to today.

Li Shimin's eyes flashed with realization, it turned out that it was because of his father's relief to the victims, but then he also hesitated.

The things that Li Junxian can think of are not reasonable, this emperor can't figure it out, there is no chaos now, it doesn't mean that there will be no chaos in the future.

"Send someone to invite the eldest grandson Wuji and a few others."

Li Shimin pondered for a while and then spoke up, with helplessness in his words.

Even he didn't think about how to resettle these victims for a while, although he had already urgently drawn food from all over the country.

However, it is not known how long it will take to go back and forth, and the situation in various places is not much better, only the southern region will draw grain.

However, this journey is too far, even if it is by water, it is not possible to send food to Chang'an in a short time.

Of course, Li Shimin naturally thought of these grain merchants in Chang'an, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth in his heart, and he had some taste of taking these people to the knife in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that there were many families involved behind these grain merchants.

When Li Junxian's figure slowly disappeared into the imperial study, Li Shimin's eyes couldn't help but think of his father-in-law.

At least in addition to the relief of the victims, he owed this father a favor, although he wanted something to reward.

However, this father doesn't seem to lack anything, Li Shimin can't help but think of Qingque's words, it seems that this father has a better life than him.

However, before Li Shimin came back to his senses, a hurried footstep came again, this person was not Li Junxian who went to give the order.

At this time, Li Junxian went and returned, with a lot of thoughts written on his face, even if Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he had some bad premonitions.

"Your Majesty, on the way out of the palace, the minister received a news from the customs in an urgent manner."

Li Junxian's serious voice sounded, and there was a hint of solemnity in his words.

"What's the news?"

Li Shimin's somewhat anxious voice sounded, obviously knowing that something big must have happened.

"The locust plague has appeared in the Kannai area."

Li Junxian didn't hesitate at all, his voice sounded, and at this time he couldn't help but fall into a daze, because An Xuangong said that the drought was just the beginning, and now it seems to have begun to come true.

After the words fell, Li Shimin's eyes were also stunned, and the picture of the white-haired figure writing that word couldn't help but appear in his mind.

"Is it really what the father said?"

Li Shimin muttered in distraction, and there was an indescribable emotion in his words.

Li Junxian on the side looked at His Majesty who was distracted and didn't bother, because he was also in shock, but what he didn't know was that he and this Majesty were not thinking exactly the same thing.