On a high hill, a big flag fluttered in the wind.
The flagpole is not very pretty, it seems to have been cut from a temporary tree trunk.
The embroidery on the flag is also relatively rough, and you can tell at a glance that it was not made by anyone in the Shaofu family.
But the four characters "General Shao" on the flag are enough to smooth everything over.
Under the banner, there were endless soldiers wearing yellow scarves, and they were noisy. But soon, under the leadership of their respective officers, they dispersed into units of a thousand people to set up camp.
The food carried with the army was not much, and most of it was left to the strong men and women who were rebuilding in Gaoyang and Zhongshan.
The officers and soldiers of the Yellow Head Army took out the preserved meat they carried with them, sat on the ground, and ate silently.
The King of Liang, surrounded by his entourage, rode his horse to inspect the camp. Wherever he passed, there were constant shouts and cheers.
These people are far from being called an army and need more training.
The Julu disaster area is mainly in the north, namely Xiaquyang County on the south bank of the Hutuo River.
Fan (qiāo) County has also been affected to a considerable extent, and many townships are floodplains formed after the Hutuo River breached.
The counties in the south were not affected much by the Hutuo River. They suffered more damage because it rained too much and the rivers swelled across the board, especially the vast mainland, which flooded outwards and flooded many farmlands, forts, and manors.
But this process is relatively gentle and slow, unlike Changshan County which was instantly destroyed by floods, mudslides and trees washed down from the Taihang Mountains.
After the floods receded in Julu counties, many people have returned to their hometowns.
Famine existed, many people died, and there were even a large number of refugees, but on the whole, Julu County could still barely maintain order.
Liu Hezhu, the general of Lu Zezhen, was ordered to drive tens of thousands of cattle and sheep northward and arrived at Xiaquyang. At that time, Shao Xun was serving as a guest (for food) in Yiwubao.
Don't think it's ugly to beg for food, that's how the system is at this time.
In the Jin Dynasty, household registration checks and land occupation orders failed. There were too many failures. There was never a normal tax system.
There will be nearly twenty years of war again, and tax collection is out of the question. Shao Xun can only work normally in Chen, Nanton, Xincai, Runan, Liang, and Xiangcheng and Luonan counties outside Liang.
When it comes to collecting taxes, even Chenliu County, where Bianliang is located, has some difficulty in establishing a complete fiscal and taxation system.
This is begging for finance.
When there is no money or food, officials will be sent out to negotiate with each county and slowly raise funds. That is, tax collection will be based on families, forts, and manors, rather than on the basis of household registration.
An official from a lower-class background couldn't do the job, so he had to rely on descendants of the gentry.
It is even more impossible that the giant deer is not within the Liang Kingdom.
When the prefect asked for money, he said hello to his subordinates, argued a lot, and finally received a discounted amount.
For this disaster relief, the prefect Zhen Ren begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and he was able to raise more than 100,000 grains from several big families in the three southern counties and barely managed to save some people.
The prefect could not control the town general Liu Hezhu, nor could the governor. In the end, Lu Zhi stepped forward and gave 20,000 grains and 10,000 sheep to relieve the victims.
After Shao Xun arrived, Liu Hezhu finally suffered from severe bleeding and drove 30,000 to 40,000 cattle and sheep to Xiaquyang and slaughtered them on the spot.
Shao Xun was still very satisfied with this.
"Lu Ze is also flooded. How much did you lose?" Shao Xun asked on the road after begging for two thousand dendrobium corns from Wubao and returning home satisfied.
"More than four thousand people died." Liu Hezhu sighed: "Most of them were townspeople farming."
Liu Hezhu's Luze Town was very large, spanning the junction of three counties. During the period of peace, it attracted a large number of Wuhuan, Xiongnu, and Han people. Now it has 8,000 families and a population of more than 40,000, including Shangbai beggars.
The army is a hierarchical force.
Liu Hezhu said that most of the dead were farming townspeople, which is not true. In fact, all the people in Luze Town are farming, and two-thirds of them are grazing animals after farming.
As the population increases, it can no longer be filled.
"How many people are left?"
"Less than forty thousand."
"It's time to separate the families." Shao Xun said: "If we continue this, Lu Zezhen will be killed by so many people sooner or later, and the evil will be over."
Liu Hezhu was instinctively reluctant, but felt that this matter was inevitable. After all, there were real difficulties here.
"Split your tribe into two, and some of them should go to Changshan or Zhongshan." Shao Xun said, "After the storm, it will be difficult to farm land there for a while, and it will be a good time for grazing."
Liu Hezhu sighed and said: "Whatever the king says will be whatever it is, and the general will obey it."
"I will give you Quyang above Changshan County, Tang Er County to the south, and the mountainous areas in the northwest. You can look after the resettlement. From Luze Town, evacuate if you can. At least 30,000 people will be taken away." Shao
Xun said.
"Yes." Liu Hezhu responded.
In fact, it was not a loss. The King of Liang allotted him half of Changshan at once, which was very generous.
The same is true for grazing. One acre of land in the Central Plains is equivalent to more than ten acres of grassland.
A grassland can support 10,000 people, while the Central Plains can support 100,000 people of the same size.
"What if there is another flood next year?" Liu Hezhu couldn't help but ask.
"It's difficult for farmers to leave, so why don't you leave?" Shao Xun asked, "Run away when you see signs of it. I will take care of Jizhou Ambassador Liu and prepare hay and houses."
Liu Hezhu was relieved.
Mixed farming and animal husbandry is better than just farming or grazing. The crops in the field cannot be moved, but the livestock can grow on its own. After going to Changshan, he had to find a few hills, store hay, cut down trees and build fences.
Although King Liang said so, Liu Chou might not necessarily be able to take care of him if there is a real flood, so it would be better to make preparations in advance. In this world, it is useless to rely on anyone. After all, you have to rely on yourself.
While the two were talking, they soon arrived at the camp in the north of the county.
Everywhere there are strong men with their heads wrapped in yellow scarves.
They lacked all weapons, they had few pairs of iron armor, and only a few hundred leather armors, and they didn't know where they got them.
Many people only had a wooden spear in addition to their tattered burlap clothes.
But he seemed to be in good spirits. When he saw King Liang, they all knelt down on the ground without anyone's orders - most of the time in the army, there was no need to kneel down, but these people knelt down naturally.
Liu Hezhu quietly looked at Shao Xun, and inadvertently King Liang gathered up a loyal army. He had not even led them to win the battle, and his prestige was already very high.
Liu Hezhu was convinced by this method of dealing with things, which was also the main reason why he was willing to obey.
If it were a bad person or an ignorant child, he would really not be convincing, let alone worth following. Liu Hezhu wouldn't mind rebelling.
There were also many victims in ragged clothes running outside the camp.
They were arranged to the north bank of the Hutuo River, across the river from the Huangtou Army camp on the south bank.
Hutuohe, which was extremely violent more than a month ago, has become extremely docile.
On both sides of the river, soldiers and refugees were washing in batches, and it was very lively.
Someone yelled and cursed, saying that while he was fetching water for cooking, someone in front of him urinated into the river, causing a burst of laughter.
Someone was killing sheep by the river, and while they were killing, they were discussing whether it was easier to kill people or sheep. There was a famine, and who hadn’t killed a few people to eat?
Some people were lucky enough to catch a few fish, and their colleagues cheered and shouted to make soup quickly.
But this man looked serious and said that the villagers had given up on him and left him lying in the mud to die. It was the King of Liang who pulled him up with his own hands. The king asked if there were any fish in the river yesterday, and he obviously wanted to eat them. This fish was the only one he could eat.
It can be presented to the king for enjoyment.
As soon as this statement came out, no one said any more nonsense.
Liu Hezhu looked aside for a long time and finally sighed.
In fact, he didn't even know what he was sighing about.
It seems that, with some thoughts, the ambition has drifted away forever, drifting away in the heartfelt words of reverence of the Yellow Head Army soldiers.
The great power of King Liang never lies in himself, but in the support of his officers, officials and people.
Even Liu Hezhu, after giving up some unrealistic ideas, became a part of Liang Wang Weili.
The general trend is overwhelming and upright.
How can a clown of the Sima family be compared to the one who has achieved justice in the world?
After returning to the Chinese army camp, King Liang was sending a group of village elders out.
"I used to have some opinions about your Majesty, but now I realize that I was deeply wrong. At the time of life and death, only Your Majesty still cares about us."
"Your Majesty is right. In this world, we have to tolerate each other for the sake of the country. No one gains or loses. The whole day is spent scheming and scheming. In the end, a big flood suddenly came to nothing."
"My parents are cold and hungry, my brothers and wives are separated. I am miserable and sad, and have no solution. When the king comes to comfort me, who will be my enemy?"
The villagers kept talking, and Shao Xun comforted them one by one, finally saying: "Although it is extremely difficult, don't forget to plant winter wheat. Even if you can't plant a lot, as long as you try your best, you will have a harvest next May."
"The world is already in a huge deficit this year, and we don't know what will happen next year. At this time, food is life, and no matter how difficult it is, we must grow some. If you have livestock, don't kill it, don't sell it, and keep it as much as possible. The harvest is not good.
, but the pasture is very prosperous, there is no road ahead, and the disaster will eventually pass."
"There may be epidemics after the disaster. Please stay at home and avoid too much contact. Drink more hot water and wash frequently. I will come again next year to see how Hebei is doing after the disaster. If the weather goes well, I will definitely stay with you.
You, please drink deeply."
Everyone said a few more words, then received some food from the camp, left with many thanks, and went home to distribute it to the people in Wubao.
Wubao, the manors have different terrains, some have saved their grain reserves, and some have not, so the situation is different.
If the disaster is serious, you can ask your in-laws or friends to borrow some, and then receive some relief food from the court. You may be able to survive this disaster without starving too many people.
Shao Xun stayed in Julu until the end of September. During this period, there were actually people going south from Changshan, Zhongshan, Gaoyang and other places. There were also many people from Julu itself and the neighboring counties of Anping and Boling.
He collected some of the best, and then patrolled Anping and Bohai in the east, and arrived in Zhaojun and Guangping in the west. At the end of October, he arrived at Yecheng with an army of about 40,000 people.
When the white-haired Lu Zhi saw Shao Xun with his own eyes, he could hardly believe his eyes.
Is this man with an unshaven beard, a tired look on his face, and a dirty and worn-out body really the Prince of Liang?
There should be nothing wrong.
He was guarded in the center by a total of 40,000 men, like a king looking down upon the world.
"Put food on the table for the boys!" This was his first sentence.
The cheers shook the earth.
Chapter completed!