"How come there are so many people?" Li Er's eyes instantly glared at the boss at the top of the city and looked at the busy construction scene below.

Du Ruhui was also confused. It was obvious that only about 1,200 people came to sign up at noon yesterday, but at this time, there were only tens of thousands of people under the city construction at a brief glance.

Could it be that these people are highly aware of their responsibilities and are responsible for helping the government build roads? Is this impossible?

Li Er and Du Ruhui couldn't understand it, and others couldn't understand it.

Looking at the tense and orderly construction site, everyone was confused.

Only Li Chengqian knew in his heart that the people below were actually beggars, or disciples of the "Beggars' Sect".

Thinking of the meeting with He Laojiu in Xishi a few days ago, His Royal Highness the Prince still feels that everything is so unreal.

Before, he once thought that the Tang Dynasty had peace and prosperity, the people had lived and worked in peace, and the whole country was thriving.

Li Hao even reminded him more than once that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. When he only knows what this world looks like with his own eyes, he still feels that his attendant is a bit self-deprecating.

Nowadays, when he saw so many busy people below, he realized that he was wrong.

"Crown Prince, why are you feeling depressed?" Li Er asked frowned when he noticed his son's facial features that were almost about to be drawn together.

Li Chengqian raised his head and looked at his father who was once extremely wise in his eyes: "Father, do you... know who is the one who is working below?"

Li Er glanced at the city and said suspiciously: "Aren't they me, the people of the Tang Dynasty?"

"They are indeed the people of my Tang Dynasty, but... father, they have a common identity." Li Chengqian sighed, without leaving any hesitation, and directly revealed his mystery: "Beggar."

Beggar?!Li Er's pupils shrank, and he quickly understood what Li Chengqian meant.

In this era, due to inconvenient transportation, the range of activities of ordinary people will basically not exceed the surrounding area of ​​fifty miles.

According to this rule, by counting the number of beggars under the city, we can conclude that there are tens of thousands of families with no permanent property in a radius of fifty miles around Chang'an alone.

What a terrible number this is. You must know that there are less than 300,000 local residents in Chang'an.

By comparing the two, we can conclude that one out of every ten people has no permanent property.

This is just a place in Chang'an. If this proportion is expanded to the whole country, it will be nearly 30 to 400,000 people without permanent property.

As the emperor, Li Er was much more comprehensive than Li Chengqian thought. Although 400,000 refugees represented the court's correct mistake, it also represented 400,000 unstable factors.

"Keming, why are there so many people with no permanent property? Isn't doing well enough?" Looking at Du Ruhui beside him, Li Er felt a little depressed.

"Your Majesty, don't be anxious." Du Ruhui comforted: "I have just experienced wars in the Tang Dynasty. It is reasonable that so many people are displaced. It is not that Your Majesty has no choice but to govern it."

Li Er shook his head: "If it weren't for the road construction this time, I wouldn't have known that there were so many beggars under my rule, and the emperor was like this, what would happen to other places?"

Li Er was very depressed and seemed to have no interest in everything. He stood on the top of the city and looked silently at the working people below in a daze.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Chengqian shook Hegan Chengji, who understood it and hurried down to the city.

"roll……".
Chapter completed!