If it was because Zhao Guo looked down on their status as barbarians and refused to allow them to dig coal, Zhanmu would admit it. After all, they had been looked down upon for hundreds of years. It didn't matter what the big deal was, it wasn't bad in just a few years.
But the Nimatiege tribe was also of barbarian origin. Not only could they chat and laugh with the Zhao officials, but they could also lead their tribesmen to the mountains to dig coal.
This felt wood felt a little difficult to balance.
Thinking that their tribe was freezing to death, but the people of the Tiege tribe could hide in their tents, use charcoal fires to keep warm, and eat barbecue at the same time, Feltwood made his teeth itch with anger.
"I have never heard of any mining order that requires the approval of the county magistrate." Li Mu said in a deep voice.
Minerals in various countries in the Central Plains are the private property of the monarch, and are under the jurisdiction of departments such as the Shaofu or Internal History. They have nothing to do with the local area. Officials are directly appointed by Handan, and the money collected goes into the monarch's small treasury. There is no need to go through the county. "Li Er, please bring a few people to bring me the county magistrate here."
"General... isn't this good?" Li Er said hesitantly.
Although Li Mu commands all the soldiers in Northern Xinjiang, he does not have the right to govern the local area. If he does this, he may be exposed.
"According to the king's order, I have the authority to take over all affairs in the disaster relief area until the disaster relief is completed." Li Mu said loudly, "The mine director of Woyang Coal Mine and the leader of the Tiege tribe are also invited."
"No." Li Er saluted, turned and left with a few people.
Zhan Mu looked at Li Mu excitedly. This young Zhao general wanted to help him make the decision.
"Don't worry, Chief Zhanmu, I will report this matter to the king and I will definitely give an explanation to the leader. In addition, no matter what your previous identity was, Chief Zhanmu, please remember your current identity. You are a Zhao person." Li Mu He patted Zhanmu's shoulder and said solemnly.
"Yes." Zhanmu said loudly.
"Take your people down there to carry coal and food. From now on, no one in the tribe will starve or freeze to death." Li Mu said.
"Yes." Zhanmu said excitedly, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned nearly a hundred tribesmen to carry food and coal to the bottom of the hillside.
"Chief, these seem to be new crops this year." A tribesman opened the lid of the basket, pointed at the corn, and said excitedly.
What he didn't know was that it was much more difficult to find old grain in Zhao than new grain.
"Chief, look." At this time, another tribesman pointed at the coal basket and said, his voice trembling.
The baskets containing coal and grain are all made of bamboo and reeds, and the lids are the same. They are pressed down with two wooden sticks to prevent the lids from being blown off by the wind. There is nothing surprising about them.
But Zhanmu suddenly saw the word "military" scrawled on the basket.
This is coal for the Great Wall Guards!
"Little... little general, this... this coal... is for military use?" Feltwood pointed at the coal basket with trembling fingers and looked at the soldiers beside him.
They were not moved, but frightened. If they used these items for the army, it would be a serious crime of decapitation.
"Yes, the general said that since we went south, we couldn't use up the coal, so he brought it here." The corps leader nodded.
"Has your Majesty approved it?" Zhanmu asked quickly.
"Don't worry, the king has said that the general will be responsible for all matters in the disaster relief area." The captain pointed to the two people behind him and said, "By the way, these two are doctors who came from Handan. You take them to the tribe to see if they are injured or sick. Yes, leave it to them for treatment.”
"Thank you, general, thank you so much, general." Everyone did not expect that Zhao Guo also brought a doctor to them, and they kept saluting excitedly.
Lin Hu didn't have a doctor before. Even if a big noble fell ill, he could only ask for a few sips of "talisman water" made of unknown stuff from the wizard, and then it would depend on whether he was pious or not in his belief in "gods". If he was pious, he could survive. If you are not religious enough, you deserve to die.
As for ordinary people, they are not even qualified to drink "talisman water".
In the past, everyone had great faith in the "talisman water", but then they saw that almost all the people who drank it died. Even a fool knew that this thing was useless.
In comparison, doctors from Central Plains are much more reliable.
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"Chief, I actually think it's good to be a Zhao. When I was a Hu, when there was a snowstorm in winter, King Lin Hu didn't take care of us. He would send people to rob our remaining cattle and sheep, and then drive us away. Let us fend for ourselves," one tribesman said.
The grasslands are more cruel than the Central Plains. Once a natural disaster occurs, small tribes like them will automatically become the "rations" of the large tribes, without any way to survive.
And if there is a famine somewhere in the Central Plains, whether it is real disaster relief or fake disaster relief, even if it is just a show, the government will open warehouses and release grain.
There is no pretense on the grassland, it is all open robbery. If there is a snowstorm this year, my cattle and sheep are not enough to eat, so what you have is ours!
"Yes, Zhao Guo not only sent us winter clothes, food, and doctors to treat our illnesses as soon as possible. I think Zhao Guo really regards us as his own people." Another person said.
"yes!"
"yes!"
After everyone heard this, they all agreed.
"When my son comes back, I will ask him to teach everyone to speak the most authentic Zhao dialect and write the most standard Zhao characters." Zhan Mu said with a smile.
"Thank you, chief," everyone chanted.
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Tiege was the first to arrive. His tribe was not far from here. After receiving the order, he set off without any delay.
"It's money. I gave the mine director and the county magistrate 20,000 yuan each, and they let me dig coal. They also specially selected a good place for me. It won't collapse and I can dig better. There are many others."
Upon hearing Li Mu's question, Tiege said matter-of-factly and confidently.
Then he glanced at Zhanmu, his eyes clearly saying: Young man, are you stupid? You can't understand such a simple truth and you want to be the leader? If you don’t give me money, who will do the work for you these days?
Zangmu lowered his head and blushed with embarrassment. He suddenly realized that he was indeed quite stupid, and he didn't even know how to send money. If he could understand this trick earlier, his people would not freeze to death.
Li Mu was not angry and continued to ask: "I can understand giving money to the mine director, but why should I give money to the county magistrate?"
"I don't know. The mine manager named Wang Ti hinted at me to go. His subordinates had already given away the 20,000 yuan. They couldn't let it go in vain, so they gave me another 20,000 yuan." Tie Ge said.
As the largest tribe in Linhu, they can still get a mere 40,000 yuan.
Moreover, the 40,000 yuan used to buy coal cannot buy much at all, and it is not enough for each household. But if it is used to give gifts and then take all the adult men of the tribe to the mines to mine... then it will be different...
Now every household in the Tiege tribe has enough coal. If it hadn't been burned for a long time, they would have felt dizzy and needed ventilation, and they wouldn't be able to finish the coal even at twelve hours a day.
Spending 40,000 yuan in exchange for a warm winter for the entire tribe, Tiege felt that his deal was not too cost-effective.
