Although Li Shimin did not allow the matter of sending the proton, he knew more than the important officials in the court. As the situation fermented rapidly, it had spread throughout the Tang Dynasty's officialdom in just half a day.

The next day after Asunasmo entered Beijing, in the afternoon.

Li Ke went to Cen Wenben's office in the Secretariat for teaching as usual, but when he walked outside the gate of the Secretariat's government office, he heard a noise from time to time in the west, accompanied by this ups and downs.

The Secretariat is close to Dali Temple. It is out of Shunyi Gate to the west. It is the Buzhengfang, which is very close to the gatehouse in Chang'an. However, the Secretariat is also among the Southern Yamen. It is a place where officials govern the government and has always been very close. Even if the Jinwu Guard soldiers patrol the streets, they will never make such noises.

Li Ke was curious, so he stopped stepping into the Secretariat and ordered the coachman to go west to find out.

Li Ke left Shunyi Sect, but with just one glance, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

Refugees, refugees everywhere, were filled with the entire street, and Li Ke's heart trembled suddenly.

Chang'an City is at the foot of the emperor, and the Buzhengfang is close to the imperial city, with the Right Jinwu Guard station guarding. Such chaotic scenes are rarely seen on weekdays.

"Go and ask, what happened and why it is so chaotic here." Li Ke poked his head out of the carriage and ordered the coachman.

"No." The coachman responded, stopped the carriage and walked forward.

The horse carriage mansion was originally from Taipu Temple, and he was familiar with the lieutenant guarding the gate. With the golden signboard of Li Ke, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard naturally knew everything. After a moment, they asked clearly and came back.

"Your Highness, most of these people are refugees from the generation of Jingyang. Three days ago, Jingyang, Yunyang and other counties were captured by the Turks, so they followed the crowd and arrived in Guanzhong." The coachman returned to the carriage and reported to Li Ke.

Li Ke looked at the scene in front of him and felt sad.

"They ordered the army to send a letter to Chen, and left to speak to Jie Li."

"On that day, Jie Li came to ask for peace and ordered him to agree."

"Yiyou, I was lucky to the west of the city, and killed the white horse and joined Jie Li on the bridge. The Turks led their troops to retreat."

In the history of the Tang Dynasty, the records of the Wei River Alliance were only written in the spring and autumn. Although Li Ke had read it, it was not very touching. What he lamented was Li Shimin's insight and unparalleled military strategy. But when Li Ke was here in person, he realized that the things behind the war were far more than the dozens of words from the historians.

When the two countries were fighting, the enemy had entered the hinterland. Even if the suffering suffered by the people of the Tang Dynasty was beyond the bamboo in Zhongnan, it was still difficult to write.

Li Ke sat in the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, and looked at the scene outside the carriage.

Seeing that Li Ke did not give orders, Li Ke did not dare to make arbitrary claims, Li Ke's coachman let the carriage park under the wall of Shunyi Gate.

At this time, it was afternoon, and more and more refugees in the Buzhengfang had accumulated, but in the effort of tea, more than ten new people came.

"This is at the foot of the imperial city. It is a blessing to be able to temporarily take in you here. You cannot wait for noise and disturb the nobles in the imperial city." Li Ke's ear was scolded, and Li Ke looked at him firmly and found that it was a soldier from the Jinwu Guard scolding an old woman holding a baby.

The old woman is about sixty years old and her hair is completely white. I don’t know if it is because of fatigue or that, but the old woman’s body is extremely thin, as if she is about to fall down when the wind blows.

At this time, she had no idea where she got the strength, and was holding a baby boy, standing tremblingly in front of the Jinwu guards, begging them.

"This military master, the old woman's grandson has not been dipped in any salt and rice for a day, and she is almost ineffective. Please be good and enjoy the food. The old woman is willing to repay the military master as a cow or a horse."

The old woman almost fell to her knees as she spoke.

But although the old woman looked sad, how could the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard have the power to release food? Even if they are willing, they are powerless. What's more, if there are so many people here, what should others do if he helps the old woman?

They are all children from Guanzhong, with the same roots and roots. The soldiers of the Jinwu Guard were able to scold her before, but when they looked at the old woman, they couldn't bear to say anything anymore, and just turned their heads and turned their backs.

Li Ke, who was standing beside him, looked at the old woman in front of him, and felt a sense of sorrow that came to his heart.

Haha, the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there was no prosperous Tang Dynasty that came out of thin air. The prosperity in the future was only built by the lives of these innocent people at present. What is left behind the prosperity is also full of blood.

Li Ke couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his hand, explored in the carriage, and found a cloth bag. In the cloth bag, Concubine Yang was worried that Li Ke would be hungry, so she brought the pastry to fill her stomach. Li Ke took the cloth bag and got off the carriage.

When the coachman saw Li Ke getting out of the car with a cloth bag, he was startled and said quickly: "Your Highness, you can't. These are people who have been hungry for a long time. Once you see food, you may lose your mind and hurt Your Highness."

Li Ke shook his head firmly and said to the coachman: "It's okay if there are Jinwu Guards here, no one can hurt me."

Seeing that Li Ke insisted, the coachman was afraid that Li Ke would make mistakes, so he advised: "These are all refugees, and there are a large number. How many people can you save? Don't take any risk."

Li Ke is a prince, a noble man, and the coachman has his own reasons. Li Ke also understands these principles, but if Li Ke ignores the old woman in front of him, how can he pass the hurdle of his conscience?

Li Ke said: "In my eyes, they are not refugees, they are all citizens of the Tang Dynasty. I am a prince, so I should try my best to help."

After Li Ke finished speaking, he got off the carriage and walked straight to the old woman.

Li Ke handed the cloth bag in his hand to the old woman: "Please take these foods first, don't starve the child."

The old woman took the cloth bag from Li Ke's hand and couldn't wait to open it. There were many exquisite pastries he had never seen before. A happy look suddenly appeared in her old and turbid eyes. She knelt at Li Ke's feet and said, "The villain thanked the noble man for his gift. Even if he was a cow or a horse in the next life, he would definitely repay his great kindness."

For Li Ke, these pastries are nothing, but for the old woman, these pastries mean the life of his grandson.

Just as the coachman said before, Li Ke's appearance caused a sensation in the entire street, and refugees who were hungry in their stomachs rushed to Li Ke like a tide.

"Protect Your Highness." The lieutenant in charge of guarding Shunyi Gate knew Li Ke. When he saw refugees coming, Li Ke ordered his soldiers.

With the command of the captain, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard blocked Li Ke like a wall, preventing the refugees from stepping forward.

Li Ke raised his head and looked at the hundreds of refugees in front of him. He looked at their eyes with excitement and desire, and then looked at the old woman kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to him repeatedly. Li Ke's eyes became unconsciously wet.

The Turks did not retreat and the war continued. There would be more and more refugees in Chang'an City, and even the entire Guanzhong would be like this. However, millions of people in Guanzhong were displaced, and their tragic situation might be even more than tens of millions of people in Guanzhong.

Li Ke looked at everything in front of him, and slowly, he seemed to have something firm in his heart.

Li Ke had thought about the proton before.

Li Ke was a concubine's son. If he had no extraordinary achievements, it would be difficult to stand out in the battle for the throne. Now the Turks asked for courtship to give Li Ke a thought: to ask for courtship to quell the war between the two countries, and to make up for his shortcomings as a concubine's son by using this to pour the sky, and to win the attention of Li Shimin. When he returns to China a few years later, he can also use this to gather people's hearts.

However, the benefits of self-pleasing are obvious, but the risks should not be underestimated. It is inevitable to suffer some hardships. If you may be in trouble, you will still be in danger of your life.

If you ask or don’t ask, Li Keben was shaking at the two, but what he saw today helped him make up his last determination.

From this moment on, facing this crisis, he is no longer a spectator, but the key to turning the world around.

He had more reasons! It was not only for his ambition, but also for the people of Chang'an!

Li Ke stood in front of everyone and shouted loudly: "I am the prince of the Tang Dynasty, King Shu, I promise you that the court will issue an order to provide disaster relief in at most two days, and the Turkic army will retreat, and you can return to your hometown."

After Li Ke finished speaking, regardless of everyone's expressions and reactions, he only ordered the coachman behind him: "Go back to the palace, I ask to see my father."
Chapter completed!