In the third month of the Jin Kingdom, famine began to occur in the prefectures and counties that had been plundered by the Mongols last year.

The common people had eaten up all the weeds and stripped off the bark of the trees, but they still could not wait for the crops in the fields to mature. Tens of thousands of common people, in order to survive, supported the old and the young to escape the famine.

The hungry people, swollen and skinny from hunger, wandered the Central Plains like zombies. Many people fell on the road before they reached the big cities.

Xuzhou was an important military town of the Jin Kingdom, with a large army stationed and food stored. The hungry people came to the city in droves, waiting for the government to provide relief. However, the Jin officials in Xuzhou City did not even act and paid no attention to these hungry people.

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At this time, when the hungry people saw the grain transport team coming, they ignored the fear of the Jin soldiers and risked their lives to come to pray for help.

Zhao Tai stopped the officer who wanted to hit someone, and stepped forward to help the hungry man who was kneeling on the ground. He pulled up the sleeves of an old man, only to see that his arms were only skin and bones.

Zhao Tai looked solemn and filled with grief, knowing that the hungry people in front of him had consumed all their fat and had begun to consume their muscles. Without food, they would soon starve to death.

"How long have you been without food?" Zhao Tai asked in a deep voice, "Didn't the government give out porridge?"

The old man was trembling, his eyes were cloudy, his expression was dull, and his reflexes and hearing seemed to have deteriorated. "Sir, we haven't eaten for several days, and no one cares about us."

Zhao Tai glanced at the crowd and caught a glimpse of several people lying on the ground behind the crowd. Their bodies were covered with tattered mats, with only their swollen feet exposed.

This scene made Zhao Tai a little angry. The Jin government was really inhumane. If it weren't for the Mongolians and the Southern Song Dynasty, the people of the Central Plains had no hope and had to rely on them to fight the Mongols. Such a regime would be destroyed as soon as possible.

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Zhao Tai walked into the hungry people, opened their clothes, looked at the skinny chests, caressed the heads of the big-headed children, and then walked back to the motorcade, "Set up a porridge shed and give porridge to the people!"

Chengde said anxiously: "Ms. sir, this is military rations!"

Although Zhao Tai was the deputy historian of Xuanfu, he had no right to privately use the military rations allocated to Xuzhou by the imperial court.

Secretly misappropriating military rations to help the people is a serious crime. If the Jin Dynasty court investigates the responsibility, Zhao Tai will definitely be punished.

Zhao Tai glared at him and said, "The escorted military rations are not moving. Let's take out everyone's rations for relief first. After entering the city and delivering the goods, I will allocate food to you."

Zhao Tai also knew that the military rations could not be touched. After all, he was only a deputy and needed approval from above.

However, the military rations transported cannot be moved, but the rations of the army and civilians responsible for escorting the food can be borrowed and used first.

Chengde and others looked at each other. They followed Zhao Tai to the Southern Song Dynasty and admired and respected Zhao Tai very much.

Chengde could only stamp his feet and shouted: "Everyone, please take out the rations and my husband will re-allocate them after entering the city."

The accompanying troops heard the order and reluctantly took off their grain bags. Zhao Tai stood on a high place and shouted loudly to the hungry people, "Fellow fellows, I am Zhao Tai, deputy envoy of Xuanfu on the East and West Road of Shandong. Now I am

The official wants to give out porridge, so those of you who are able can help find some firewood and build a few porridge sheds. I will ensure that his family has a bowl of porridge every day."

After hearing Zhao Tai's words, the hungry people didn't react for a while. After a while, the old man took the lead and knelt down, crying bitterly, "Blue sky!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of people knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Tai, thanking him for his kindness.

They had been in the city for many days, and the officials in the city ignored them. However, the official who came today gave rice and food to the people. Everyone wrote down the name Zhao Tai in their hearts and regarded him as their benefactor.

Zhao Tai jumped off the mule cart and told Chengde, "You handle it here. I will escort the grain into the city first."

At the moment, Chengde could only lead a group of soldiers to guard the collected rations, then direct the construction of porridge sheds, and send people to the city to borrow pots. Zhao Tai led the group into Xuzhou City to deliver the grain and ordnance first.

Then go find the official slave of Pu, the governor of Xuanfu.

When the military rations were transported into the city, officials immediately came to receive them. The other party briefly counted them and then signed the delivery documents.

Zhao Tai stood aside and watched the soldiers in the city put food and ordnance into the warehouse. Then he summoned the official in charge of the warehouse and said in a deep voice: "I am Zhao Tai, the deputy governor of Shanxi East and West Road."

"It turns out to be Mr. Xuanfu! Sun Wencai, who holds a humble position, is here to pay his respects to Mr. Xuanfu." Some fat military commanders quickly saluted Zhao Tai.

Zhao Tai waved his hand and told him not to be polite, "The troops and civilians who followed me to escort the grain and grass have used up their rations. You can allocate a batch to me."

Sun Wencai had a look of embarrassment on his face. Generally speaking, in the process of transporting grain, grass and ordnance, there are regulations and quotas on how far to travel and how much grain the transport personnel consume every day. The government will leave enough for them to go back and forth.

rations, there will be no shortage of rations.

This is also a provision made to prevent corruption among transportation personnel.

"Xuanfu Xianggong, this humble position cannot make the decision. If the transport personnel eat too much on the way, the court will not care." Sun Wencai said.

Zhao Tai frowned, "When I entered the city, I saw hungry people gathering outside the city, so I took the transportation team's rations to provide relief first. Now I want you to allocate a sum of grain to me to make up for this batch of relief grains."

Sun Wencai continued to accuse, "Xuanfu Xianggong, if this is the case, it will need the Xuanfu Secretary's official seal, Xuanfu Xianggong's public seal, and the humble position can be transferred."

Zhao Tai heard the words and understood. The deputy officer really didn't even fart. According to the process, he probably needed to find the official Xuanfu envoy Pu Inspector's slave.

Zhao Tai immediately stood up and called Chenghu, "Follow me to the Xuanfu Si Yamen."

At that moment, Zhao Tai got on his horse and went straight to the Xuanfu Si Yamen on East and West Road in Shanxi.

Now most of the east and west roads in Shandong are in the hands of the Mongols, and only half of Xuzhou is still in the hands of the Jin Kingdom.

All the yamen on the east and west roads of Shandong were crowded into Xuzhou City. The Xuanfu Division was in charge of the military affairs. The yamen was a mansion of a wealthy family, luxurious and elegant. A group of mighty soldiers stood at the door holding spears, showing its majesty.

Zhao Tai rushed to the Yamen, and the officer on guard immediately came to block him, "Who is he? The Yamen is an important place, no intrusion allowed!"

Zhao Tai stood proudly on his horse and Cheng Hu said loudly: "This is Zhao Xianggong, the deputy envoy of Xuanfu on the East and West Road of Shandong. Please go and report it quickly."

The officer in front of the door was startled and saluted quickly, "I'm sorry to see my husband, I'm going to report it now!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly ran into the Yamen to report to Pu Inspector Pu.

Pu Chaguannu was Wanyan Shouxu's confidant and had thousands of households in the Zhongxiao Army. Historically, after Monk Chen died in battle, he took over as Tikong of the Zhongxiao Army.

When the Pu inspector heard that Zhao Tai had arrived, he waved away the dancer and asked his subordinates to invite Zhao Tai in.

This is the second time that Zhao Tai and Pu Chaguannu meet. The last time was in Bianjing, but the two did not have much interaction.

At this time, Zhao Tai greeted him and explained his purpose of coming. However, Pu Chaguan's slave picked up the tea cup and spoke in an official tone, "The relief of the victims is under the control of Xuzhou Prefecture. I am only in charge of the army. Deputy Zhao, you have found the wrong person.
Chapter completed!