Two days later, there were several more people in the government hall of the Pengcheng Prefecture than before.
Hao Meng, Cao Xing, Cheng Lian, Hou Cheng and Wei Yue.
If Lu Bu's original plan was to attack Peicheng by force, both Wei Xu and Song Xian, who were left behind in Xiapi, should be present.
After getting the solution to the situation from Lin Mo, he did not make a hasty decision. Instead, he first asked Chen Gong if he had any countermeasures.
the answer is negative.
This made Lu Bu firm up his idea of his son-in-law and give it a try.
"Liu Bei was ungrateful and secretly collaborated with Cao Cao to plot Xuzhou. I have made up my mind and sent my troops to Peicheng to personally behead the big-eared thief!"
"Ask Marquis Wen to send troops!"
Regarding this decision, except for Chen Gong's uneasiness in his brows, no one present was surprised. Chen Deng was even secretly happy.
"Wenyuan, Boping!"
"The general is here!"
Zhang Liao and Gao Shun came out to bow.
"I order you two to lead the Xiaoqi camp and the trapped camp as the vanguard, and set off on the tenth day of the lunar month to set up camp outside Peicheng first. I will lead the army to follow."
"Here!"
"Zi Chu, Fang Zheng!"
"The general is here!"
Hao Meng and Cheng Lian stood up.
"I will assign four thousand soldiers to you to stay in Pengcheng!"
"Here!"
After everything was arranged properly, Lu Bu waved his hand, and everyone in the hall bowed and left.
Chen Gong did not leave, and Chen Deng, who was originally planning to leave, also chose to stay after seeing this.
"Marquis Wen, although Peicheng is not a strong city, it will take at least half a month to attack by force. Why does the army have to wait five days to leave? If Cao Cao intervenes..."
Facing Chen Gong's question, Lu Bu didn't care much, "The food and grass in Pengcheng is not enough to support the army for a long time. Two days ago, I asked Wenyuan to send a horse to notify Wei Xu, asking him to transfer food and grass here from Xiapi."
No one knows Xuzhou's money, food, taxes, troops, horses, equipment, etc. better than Chen Gong, who is the governor of Xuzhou.
He knew very well that there were still 30,000 stones of food stored in Pengcheng, enough to support the army for a month.
Before he could continue to speak, Chen Deng said first: "That's fine, it will take me a few days to raise food and grass."
"Thank you Yuanlong for your hard work."
Lu Bu nodded, waved his hand and said, "If there is nothing else, please leave first."
"Here."
Chen Gong and Chen Deng looked at each other, bowed and left.
Looking at Chen Deng's back, Lu Bu's eyes flashed fiercely, it seemed that he did have a problem.
When it comes to playing with brains, Lu Bu may not be as good as Chen Deng's fingers.
But when it comes to marching and fighting, Lu Bu, who has many years of experience, can tell all the details in detail.
As long as the food transportation is enough to support the front line for ten days, there will be no problems in following up. His attitude just now was obviously that he wished he could wait a few more days.
This situation made Lu Bu feel both happy and angry. He was happy that everything was exactly as Lin Mo said; angry because he felt that he was already a courteous and virtuous corporal to Chen Deng, but in the end he still failed to accept his heart.
...
"Looking for someone."
Hearing a knock on the door, he opened the door and saw an elegant man in his early twenties.
"I'm here in Lu Su and Lu Zijing. I'm looking for Lin Yunwen."
Lu Su's appearance has nothing to do with handsomeness, but his smile brings a sense of familiarity.
"It turns out it's Brother Zijing, and I'm Lin Mo. I've heard for a long time that Brother Zijing is generous and generous, and he's a heroic man. Please come in quickly."
Lu Su was indeed somewhat famous here in Xuzhou, so he didn't think Lin Mo was trying to flatter him, so he naturally followed him into the inner hall.
After serving tea, Lu Su got straight to the point, "My father and I are familiar with each other. You and I don't need to see each other. If you need my help, just ask."
"Does the Lu family have an iron shop?"
"some."
"I want to use your iron shop to make some iron tools." Lin Mo didn't hide it.
"It's that simple?"
Lu Su looked at Lin Mo in surprise. There were many blacksmith shops opened by ordinary people in Pengcheng. He didn't understand why he had to come to him specifically for this kind of thing.
"Yes, it's that simple."
After getting the affirmative answer, Lu Su nodded and said, "Then Yunwen, please come home with me."
After taking two sips of tea, the two stood up and went out.
In fact, Lin Mo rarely went out since time travel. Except for daily purchases of food and supplies, he almost never left home.
After passing through the usual shopping street, the flow of people became more and more dense, and there were more shops around. There were even more salesmen walking on the street than on Pingfu Street.
Since Emperor Gaozu established his dynasty, Pengcheng has been the seat of the six counties of Xuzhou. It has taken hundreds of years to reach today, and its prosperity is not inferior to any other city.
Being in the bustling market, Lin Mo seemed to have a sense of belonging.
However, as the flow of people becomes more intensive, more and more refugees appear.
They were dressed in rags and leaned against the edge of the alley in groups of three and three, with a bowl full of holes in front of them, holding out a gesture symbolizing begging, with pleading written on their faces.
"Since Cao Cao massacred three counties, there have been more refugees in Pengcheng."
Seeing that Lin Mo's eyes were constantly scanning these refugees, he took the initiative to explain, "Actually, they are lucky and did not die under Cao Jun's butcher knife."
Lin Mo suddenly stopped and looked at an old man raising his skinny hands with difficulty. Next to him, there was a four or five-year-old child sobbing and crying about hunger.
He sighed, took out a bunch of five baht coins from his arms and put them in their bowls.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor, thank you so much..."
Lin Mo didn't stop, but Lu Su couldn't help but look at him one more time. Unexpectedly, Lu Bu, who had countless dead souls under his command, actually found a son-in-law with a great heart.
"It's too many, you can't help so many people."
"There are some things that I can't just turn a blind eye to when I see them."
The desire for life in the child's eyes stung him.
Of course, it was impossible for Lin Mo to rescue all the refugees. In fact, most of the refugees on the street were old, weak, sick, and strong, and almost all of them were taken back as serfs by powerful families.
The land they annexed needed people to cultivate it, and the refugees who escaped from the tiger's mouth also needed a chance to live, so this exploitative survival model emerged.
Both sides seemed happy to see the outcome.
"Yunwen, there's something I don't quite understand. If you really just want to make some iron tools, you can find them everywhere on the street. Why did you find me?"
What just happened made Lu Su somewhat interested in Lin Mo, who was a few years younger than him.
"A young man is chivalrous and makes friends with heroes from all five cities."
Lin Mo smiled and said, "Is this reason enough?"
A chivalrous young man who made friends with heroes from all five cities... Lu Su muttered and repeated a few words, and then he also laughed unconsciously.
The most important thing for a man of letters is character, and it is something to be proud of to be friends with others.
He had a bad impression of Lu Bu, but because of his important status in Xuzhou, he reluctantly had the patience to come find Lin Mo.
After getting along for a short time, Lu Su discovered that Lin Mo was warm-hearted and talented in ancient ways, completely different from Lu Bu who only knew how to stab his adoptive father with Fang Tian's painted halberd.
Maybe because of this, Lu Bu wants me to hide his identity?
Soon, the two arrived at Lu's house.
Before arriving, Lin Mo had imagined that the Lu family's mansion would be very large, but the scale inside still made him speechless.
The Lu family owned more than 3,000 serfs and maintained 800 soldiers. The mansion not only had mountains of granaries, but also armories and iron smelting rooms. What shocked Lin Mo most was that there were more than 30 war horses.
Damn it, the aristocratic families are all big dogs!
No wonder that during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, all the government offices were burned down, but it was rare to hear of any damage to powerful families.
"Yunwen, just tell him the iron tool you want to make."
Arriving at the iron smelting room, Lu Su pointed at a rough, shirtless man and said.
After Lin Mo took out the design drawing of the horseshoe, the man turned his head and looked up and down, not sure what it was.
"You don't need to know what it is, just do it."
With Lu Su's approval, the man didn't say much. After taking the drawing, he began to think about how to start.
Lin Mo did not leave immediately and followed Lu Su to the backyard garden to drink tea.
"Yunwen, I have never seen what exactly you are trying to build." Lu Su asked with interest as he pushed the boiled tea in front of Lin Mo.
"I just saw that there are dozens of war horses kept in the stables in your house. Brother Zijing, do you know how long these horses can usually be ridden?"
Lu Su was a little surprised. Didn't I ask you? Why did you still take the exam?
(The end of Chapter 5 and the beginning of Chapter 6 have been modified. Brothers who are following the reading can go back and take a look to avoid the subsequent plot being inconsistent.)
