If Li Shimin were to proceed willfully, it naturally wouldn't be a problem.
But unfortunately, he is not that kind of Emperor.
Now that there is a courtier who can actively bring up this matter in the current court, it already indicates the rapid decline of the Guanlong nobles' power.
Taiji Hall.
The hall was vast and deep, with sunlight slanting against the vermilion pillars, dust suspended, and a pin drop could be heard.
The officials stood solemnly.
"Your Majesty! Last year, disaster relief consumed eight hundred thousand bushels of grain from the Grand Granary, and now only three-tenths remain in the Guanzhong granaries," the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Du Zhengren, solemnly declared in court, "However, losses on the Bian River exceed forty percent every year—臣请迁都洛阳!"
—Relocation to Luoyang!
As soon as these two words were uttered, it seemed to touch a nerve, instantly changing the entire atmosphere within the hall!
Murmurs of discussion immediately erupted.
