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People who had been busy almost all night were still immersed in great joy.

Sun Jie's auxiliary troops and the carpenters in the city had rushed to build hundreds of wheelbarrows overnight. At this moment, all the men in the city were organized to transport Guan Shengyun's military rations to the city in an endless stream.

Although the government did not publicly announce it, all the people knew that there was not much food left in the city. The two meals a day for Ding Zhuang, a common man who helped defend the city, had changed from one meal and one meal to two meals of gruel. The soldiers and government officials were working hard inside.

Under the leadership of Mr. Song, we have gone door-to-door to collect food supplies three times, and the attitude has become worse each time. I heard that people were injured recently. This is an extremely rare situation under the rule of Song Fuzun, especially recently, every few times at night.

There are soldiers guarding the rooftops all night long on the streets. If sparks are found coming from the stove or chimney of any house, the door will be broken in by the soldiers patrolling the streets... Various signs remind people that the whole city is facing the despair of running out of food.

situation.

People in the city were once in a state of panic, especially women and children, who were immersed in boundless fear: the people were not only afraid that thieves would capture Luzhou Prefecture and massacre the city, but they were even more afraid that Song Mingyi and Sun Jie would become Zhang Xun and Xu Yuan!

Zhang Xun and Xu Yuan were the generals guarding Suiyang in the Tang Dynasty. During the Anshi Rebellion, the rebels besieged the city. When the food ran out and the rats and birds were exhausted, Zhang Xun and Xu Yuan killed their concubines and slave boys and cooked them to make military rations for the soldiers guarding the city!

Afterwards, the defenders ate up all the 40,000 old, weak, women and children in the city - and then... lost Suiyang! Finally, the embroidered statues of the murderers and cannibals Zhang and Xu entered the Lingyan Pavilion. The great emperors all liked this kind of sacrifice.

Loyal ministers who ate all the people but never surrendered to the enemy were respected as role models in all dynasties, while the tens of thousands of people who were eaten were all turned into dung - well, anyway, they were either iron walls or dung.

In any case, no one is willing to be the prey of someone who talks about "righteousness". That's why the people behave like crazy when they mistakenly believe that reinforcements are coming.

But at this moment, seeing hundreds of thousands of stones of high-quality military rations falling from the sky, no matter what words you use to express everyone's joy, it is far from enough. This is not only a life-saving ration to escape hunger, but also a ticket to avoid death - no more time is needed.

He is worried about his parents, wife, children, and even himself becoming the "food" of the "defender"!

The scale of Fucheng's grain depot is medium-sized: there are 20 warehouses with a capacity of 500,000 kilograms, all of which are packed to the brim, and even the empty space is piled up. Most of the armory is freed up (after the hard battle, arrows, saltpeter, etc. are consumed)

(More than half of the quantity, and there wasn’t much left in stock originally), more than 20 million kilograms of grain were forced into it, and almost a third was left!

After Song Mingyi and Sun Jie discussed it, they immediately decided: give it to the common people!

Of course, attention should also be paid to the specific implementation details.

This is the important difference between capable officials and mediocre officials.

First, the grain "donated" by the people is returned based on the previous "grain collection" records, and the remaining grain is divided into three parts. People in the city get one part, and people outside the city who have lost their homes get two parts. This is easy to understand: after all,

The victims' homes were destroyed and they need more help to survive the post-disaster difficulties in the future.

Everyone can receive food, but they need to have a "Yi Min Zhi" stamped with the seal of the Luzhou magistrate. The government officials were sent to various residential areas in the countryside, and everyone held a lot of "Yi Min Zhi" in their hands:

As long as you build a house, whether you build it yourself or help someone you don't know, if you work for half a day, you can get one - each "Volunteer Certificate" can be exchanged for 50 kilograms of grain.

but!

No matter how many cards you have in your hand, you can only redeem one at a time - as long as you can run, you can give it to you as many times as you want.

You said you have the strength to carry 200 pounds using 4 sheets at a time?

no!

Only one piece at a time: 50 pounds.

If you have the strength, run more often.

Based on this regulation alone, it can be seen that Song Mingyi, the prefect, came step by step with his true ability:

In the previous dynasty, rogue bandits captured a certain provincial capital. They had robbed enough, and when they couldn't carry it anymore, they simply opened warehouses to release grain. As a result, not long after, more than half of the people in the entire area starved to death!

Helping the elderly and the young, the frightened hungry people took as much as they could carry, fearing that they would miss a grain of rice, so they walked all the way home. As they walked, they couldn't carry them anymore, so they had to bear the pain and empty out some of their bags.

Continuing on the road, after walking for a while, I couldn't drag it anymore, so I poured out some more... So, on all the official roads and small roads radiating from the provincial capital, for more than a hundred miles along the way, there were piles and piles of abandoned objects everywhere.

Yu Dao’s white-flowered food! In just a few days, the wind, rain, birds and beasts devoured all these life-saving things!

Then... "It's a great year of hunger, people eat each other"!

Food is limited and must be collected on a first-come, first-served basis until supplies run out - and you have to work first to receive food! Song and Mingyi's "yiminzhi" strategy not only allowed the destroyed residential buildings on the outskirts of the city to be quickly restored and rebuilt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

up, and it is no exaggeration to say that not a grain of food was wasted.

The cavalry was approaching.

Guan Shengyun and others were overjoyed to recognize the familiar symbol: the black helmet tassel—it was one of their own!

As Guan Shengyun said a while ago, these people are the subordinates of General Zhang who will march eastward when the autumn grain collection is completed. The reason why Gu Baihua was asked to escort the seriously ill Master Luo Yonghao to Tongcheng to recuperate was because he received military reports that General Zhang Shisan

Already occupied there.

The leader of the team was Mr. Qian, whom Guan Shengyun did not recognize, but he knew Guan Shengyun.

He galloped forward, reined in his mount, dismounted and knelt down on one knee: "Zhao Tiegou, the commander of thousands of cavalrymen in Wuding Camp under the command of Marshal Zhang, bows down to Marshal Guan!"

Guan Shengyun, who had narrowly escaped death many times, said "Huh" and suddenly felt his knees were a little weak. In order to cover up, he leaned on the saber and sat down on the wall. After calming down his excitement, he asked slowly with a calm face.

Said: "What are you doing here?"

"Reporting to Marshal Guan, Marshal Zhang sent out the base camp three days ago to contact Marshal Guan. Yesterday when the lights were on, Tangqi from the base camp detected the Marshal's subordinates nearby. The humble battalion officer Zhou Shenjiang sent special cavalry teams to go out overnight to respond separately. The humble battalion officer

We will meet you just in time."

Hearing this, Guan Shengyun couldn't help but look at Zhao Tiegou twice, and thought to himself: Mr. Qian? What a smart mouth!

——To contact me? To contact me, do you need to send a whole battalion of soldiers? There is also a cavalry team, ugh! This is clearly someone who is here to share the credit! I found my subordinates to the east, well, they are the ones who came forward.

Tangqi saw the defeated troops. However... Zhang Shisan's group of grass bandits, not to mention Mr. Qian, even if they are guerrillas, they should be illiterate bulls. A few words explain the whole thing clearly and clearly

There is no leakage, and he also saves his face. The man named Zhao in front of him is by no means simple...

However, in the current situation, no matter how selfish a friend is, he is still a friend!

Guan Shengyun, who was completely relieved, continued to think for a moment: Lao Zhang's camp should be outside Anqing Mansion. This Wuding camp was here to share the credit, and it was estimated that they only brought a thousand strong auxiliary soldiers and hurriedly traveled, and the route was roughly due south.

To the west. As long as the defeated soldiers of each gate don't run around in circles, they all know that they should run south, and they will always run into them sooner or later. But there is no need to worry: as long as there are still officers with them, even if they are dispersed, only one of them will

It was impossible for the general and battalion officer to swallow him up in one gulp. He initially ran due west, which was also the direction the enemy was pursuing. It was estimated that not many people would be able to escape. Before dark, he turned to the south and ran for a while. Zhao

Tie Gou and the others traveled through the night from southwest to northeast, with people on horseback on both sides. There was a high probability that they were ahead of most of the defeated troops and bumped into them by mistake. Therefore, if they were waiting nearby for a search at this moment,

Fan, should be able to gather a lot of people...

Thinking of this, Guan Shengyun immediately stood up, called four soldiers, and asked them to search in two directions: east and north. Within two days, as many broken soldiers as they could find, he would take them back to this place in a circle.

Assemble towards Shucheng due south.

The four personal guards took the order and left.

"Mr. Zhao Qian, you send two brothers back to the camp to report a message. The others will follow me to Shucheng to gather the subordinates first and then make further calculations."

"Humble your duties and obey orders."

…

On the same day, towards dusk, Sun Jie woke up from his deep sleep.

Surrounded by a completely unfamiliar environment: spotless desks, neat bookshelves, mahogany furniture with discernible light, landscape banners... I looked around blankly for a long time before I remembered that I didn't return to Chengjun's tent last night and was discussed by Song Ming.

He forced himself to his own bedroom in the back hall of the magistrate's office. He vaguely remembered that his eldest brother and his elder brother Li were helping him remove his armor, and then he fell asleep with his clothes on and didn't know anything else.

Sun Jie opened the quilt and sat up suddenly. He was stunned when he saw that the close side of the brocade quilt was covered with blood and stains! Then he turned around and saw the pillow which was also covered with blood and dirt. Some of it was covered with blood and dirt.

Feeling uneasy.

"Commander, is he awake?"

Song Mingyi's chief follower, Lao Li, heard the commotion, bowed in from outside the door, and poured a bowl of warm tea diligently: "Commander, take a drink first, the master will be here in a moment."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and the boy brought the brass basin: "Greetings to the commander. The commander will wipe his face first. The water has been boiled later. I will wait for the commander to bathe and change clothes later."

Sun Jie felt even more embarrassed and subconsciously glanced at the messy bed again. Although Lao Li kept bowing, his eyes were always paying attention to the master's adopted brother. Upon seeing this, he immediately put on a smile and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

! The Marshal is the savior of our entire city. I dare not say anything, but a set of bedding is nothing. I will just take it out and wash it later..."

"No washing allowed!"

A loud shout interrupted Lao Li's ramblings.

When the words arrived, Song Mingyi stepped in with a cheerful face and said, "Don't wash it! Keep it well for me! This quilt is the most valuable quilt in the world! From now on, I will point to this quilt and tell stories to my children and grandchildren.

Listen! Hahahaha..."

Sun Jie scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother..."

"My dear brother is a great hero who stands upright, how can he be so reserved! Go and wash up quickly, there are already arrangements outside. Brother Yu will celebrate your victory for your wise brother in a moment!"
Chapter completed!