"Grandpa, I'm hungry~"
On the official road from Nanyang County to Bianjing, a skinny little boy shouted feebly and forcefully.
It's just that his voice was as low as a mosquito's, it didn't sound like a scream but more like a whisper!
The old man carried the little boy on his back and kept walking forward with frivolous steps.
Hearing the little boy's words, the old man's furrowed face showed a wry smile.
Where should I find food for my precious grandson?
Originally, their family lived well in Nanyang County, but unexpectedly, the Xiongnu suddenly broke through the border. They or most people who received the news did not take the news of the Xiongnu breaking through the border seriously, but who expected that there was someone inside helping them? The Xiongnu, the Xiongnu quickly arrived at Nanyang City with great momentum.
Once the city was broken, the family didn't even have time to run away. In order to save the little boy, the boy's parents hid the boy and the old man in the stove and took the initiative to rush out and lure away the Huns.
After the Xiongnu left, the two men came out of the stove. However, at this time, there were not many living people in the city.
The old man searched all over the city but could not find the bodies of his son and daughter-in-law, but he did not see them return.
Finally, the stored grain was used up, and there was no more grain in Nanyang City. Hearing that the Xiongnu had been driven out, the old man took his grandson with him and set foot on the road to Bianjing in order to survive.
After avoiding countless malicious attacks along the way, the grandfather and grandson finally arrived at the border between the two places.
When they arrived here, they discovered that Nanyang City was not the only one being oppressed by the Huns. People from all directions who were oppressed by the Huns were also migrating to Bianjing in order to survive.
Along the way, even the grass roots were eaten clean by people passing by.
Where is the food?
The old man smiled bitterly and comforted: "Bao'er, be good, if you bear with me, we will arrive in Bianjing soon, and there will be food when we arrive in Bianjing!"
"Grandpa, Bao'er is hungry, so hungry, so hungry..."
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Outside Bianjing City, after Zhao Jun issued the order, that night, Feiyun Trading Company from the surrounding area began to transport truckloads of grain to Bianjing.
The large amount of food entering the city not only reassured the original people in Bianjing City, but also gave the refugees who had migrated peace of mind.
During this period, it was not that there were those brave people who wanted to grab food, but under the suppression of the Yunzhou Army, those who tried to gather people to grab food were hung on poles and died on the same day.
Most of the Yunzhou Army were originally refugees from the Yunzhou Army, and they have rich experience in how to deal with refugees.
After suppressing the uneasiness of the troublemakers, Zhang He organized officials in Bianjing to accept the grain shipments and distribute them.
Originally, when they saw so much food coming, Zhang He and others wanted to provide relief food to the refugees.
But they were stopped by the envoy sent by Zhao Jun to supervise them.
In the end, he could only follow Zhao Jun's order and make the relief porridge very thin and add sand into it.
At first Zhang He was puzzled as to why there were so many?
But when he saw that some of the people who came to receive relief drank it silently even though they knew that the relief grain was mixed with sand, while some changed their faces and vomited it up and turned around to leave.
He immediately understood his Majesty's intention.
This method is basically to stop those people who are obviously not refugees but come to receive relief.
Real refugees only need to have something to eat to survive.
And this kind of people who can still persist, but because they want to take advantage, they can't afford these relief mixed with sand.
And besides that, His Majesty has another meaning.
This relief food is so thin that it can only keep people from starving to death.
But it is simply impossible to eat well.
And what should you do if you want to eat rice or white-flour steamed buns?
That is to join the city construction department designed by the imperial court next to the relief point, and participate in the work arranged by the government to repair the city facilities destroyed by the Xiongnu. In this way, although the government will not pay you, it will allow you to eat food that can fill your stomach. .
Under such treatment, the first batch of refugees who arrived in Bianjing soon consciously went to the next door to queue up after eating enough relief food for a day or two.
No one wants to keep eating the kind of food that can only keep them alive. The people of the Song Dynasty are more willing to use their own hands to live a more dignified life.
After the harm caused by the Xiongnu, there were many places to be repaired in the surrounding counties, so no matter how many people came, the government would accept them without fail.
What gave them this confidence was naturally the continuous supply of food from Feiyun Trading Company.
From the new emperor's decree to the present, according to Zhang He's brief statistics, the grain sent to Bianjing by Feiyun Trading Firms from various places has exceeded five million shi, and this number is still increasing.
Such terrifying grain reserves not only made Zhang He gasp in surprise and secretly lamented the depth of His Majesty's management of the city, but also made some officials who had just started to work conscientiously have their own thoughts!
Even if you beat the mouse as a warning and then throw it into the granary to let it look at the grain, a mouse is a mouse and there is no one who will not steal grain.
At the beginning, due to Zhao Jun's beating, some officials were still alert and worked conscientiously.
But when they saw that the food in the warehouse was piling up day by day, their greed, which had been suppressed forcibly, rose uncontrollably.
Even if they can control it, they can rely on their power to bully their relatives and family members, but they can't help it when they see so much food.
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"Brother Zhang, you see there are so many here every day, we just take a little bit from it, just a little bit without being discovered!
Nowadays, the food shortage is very serious in the south. As long as we transport these "hundred million bits" to the south, we can all make a fortune! "
“No, no, no!
Mr. Lu, you don’t know that my old man has given you countless warnings not to reach inside again this time. This disaster relief work was personally ordered by the Holy Father. If you are caught reaching in, that’s true. Everyone wants to be killed! "
The middle-aged man named Zhang shook his head and refused after being persuaded.
Mr. Lu's face indeed changed. He took out a banknote from his arms and slapped it on the table. He said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, don't be so rigid. Look at Feiyun Trading Company sending so much food in every day. Who remembers how much there is in total? Besides, it is normal for so many refugees to consume more every day.
As long as we do it secretly and others cannot discover it, how can we commit the crime of beheading?
Besides, what about things that are overseen by the Holy Spirit? Didn't we do the same thing when the late Emperor was here, and nothing happened?
Listen to my little brother’s advice, if you have money, don’t be a bastard!
In addition, Brother Zhang has recently been in love with a steward from Xiuyun Tower. Look, these thousand taels of silver notes are yours as long as Brother Zhang agrees. Not to mention a steward, they are just two of you, Brother Zhang. You can all marry home.
In addition, Brother Zhang, sometimes people have to learn to be flexible. Those who can't be flexible won't be able to stay in this circle for long.
My old man is also your father's superior after all. Brother Zhang, you have to give them this face, right? ah? Do you think so? Ha ha ha ha……"
"This... okay..."
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(End of chapter)
