All Hail Cousin Brother

At the end of the day, the man finally couldn't help it, hugged his head and squatted on the ground crying.

"Why don't you open the city gate..."

"They don't open the city, what should we do?!"

"Does the court really ignore us?"

"..."

There was chaos all around, and the man's words finally broke through the only hope in the despair of the refugees.

It's messed up, totally messed up.

A tall and strong man rushed over desperately and snatched the little girl who was being protected by the woman in his arms.

The woman screamed and cried in a frenzy: "Child, my child, stop, please, don't..." The woman wanted to take back her child, but was mercilessly pushed to the ground by the tall and strong man .

Outside the city are densely packed with people. This barbaric scene has stimulated the refugees who are suffering from hunger and cold. Some people go up to help women grab children, and some people go to grab children from tall and strong men.

Screams and curses mingled.

First someone stepped on her hand, then more and more people stepped on her body, and the woman screamed and cried, as if no one heard.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing gong sounded from the city gate.

The refugees stopped the riot, and the woman who escaped by lying on the ground shouted numbly, "Y'er, my little girl, child..."

The refugees stared blankly at the towering city wall, with hope intertwined in their eyes, and rushed to the bottom of the city gate like a madman to beat and push the city gate.

Standing on the city wall, Yu Shande looked down at the dense crowd of refugees, and suddenly understood why the wine and meat of Zhumen stinks, and the road has frozen bones!

Feeling desolate in his heart, he clenched the text in his hand: "...Last year, Zhejiang flooded, Japanese pirates and pirates colluded and invaded all parts of the southeast coast of our country, resulting in a severe reduction in grain production in the south, and as a result, the north suffered a century-old drought, and the imperial court tried its best to provide relief. , still out of reach.”

Is it really just that?

Isn't it because the imperial government's excessive expenditures and the government's rampant corruption of ink have led to a deficit in the national treasury. In order to make up for the deficit, tax collection has been increased. When the year is good, the people are still unable to feed themselves, let alone natural disasters?

The court's ineffective disaster relief, as a result, tens of millions of people in the west and north were affected by the disaster, millions of victims died of starvation, many areas were starved to death, and bones were left in the wild.

This is a natural disaster and a man-made disaster.

But the list he is reading now has to whitewash the peace, blame all the sins on natural disasters, as well as pirates and pirates, and try his best to beautify the court.

Funny, so funny!

Yu Shande's face was sullen: "...Naturally, there is no such thing as a unique path. The Lord of Shaoyi tried to grow a sweet potato that was imported into China from overseas. The court confirmed that the sweet potato is resistant to dryness, ridges, high yield, and full of food. belly, suitable for northern soil."

The refugees gradually quieted down, their dirty faces full of hope.

They fled the famine all the way, went to many places, and were helped by others. Some people ate the sweet potatoes that the Lord of Shaoyi tried to grow, saying that sweet potatoes can survive, and many people have heard that the Lord of Shaoyi is a living Bodhisattva.

The refugees did not trust the imperial court.

They believed in the Lord of Shaoyi County.

"King Wumu, who was guarding in Liaodong, set up refugee camps in the north, and wanted to promote the cultivation of sweet potatoes in Liaodong, where the northern region was less affected, to alleviate the famine in the north and even the whole country. The Shaoyi County Lord learned about this. Even more so, he did his part and went to Liaodong to assist King Wumu in planting sweet potatoes."

In the eyes of the world, the Lord of Shaoyi County represents the imperial court, and more importantly, the Yin family.

really!

The numb refugees had expressions of emotion on their faces.

But then, it was replaced by deeper despair and numbness. No matter how good the sweet potatoes are, there is no way to keep them from starving and let them live!

"The area of ​​Liaodong is vast and sparsely populated. To promote the cultivation of sweet potatoes, a large number of people are needed. The court decided to relocate some refugees to the north for resettlement."

Immediately there are refugees, who admire Wu Mu Wang Yingming, can't help but hold a glimmer of hope, and ask: "Dare to ask this little brother, who are you?"

Yu Shande said: "I'm the attendant of the Hanlin Academy, and the clan brother of the Shaoyi County Lord."

He was taught by the Yu family since he was a child, and he studied agriculture, industry and commerce.

Sometimes he thinks, if three years ago, like Song Mingzhao, he could summon up the courage and be delegated to a small county to become a seventh-rank sesame official, would he be able to shelter the people of one place and benefit one party?

It was better than the past three years in the Hanlin Academy, where all the people I met and made friends with were mediocre people who were unbearable to be in the company of.

After the court's announcement came down, he immediately rushed out of the house and went straight to the outside of the city.

The servants in the house shouted and chased after him, but he turned a deaf ear.

At the bottom, a refugee asked blankly, "What kind of official is the servant of the Hanlin Academy, and how big is this official? Does it count?"

Some people also replied: "It is the official position of the sixth rank. It seems that the official position is not large, but it is the emperor's close minister. He is responsible for the drafting of the emperor's words and deeds, the history of the country, and the scriptures. Those who hold this position are highly valued by the emperor, and most of them will be able to join the cabinet in the future. , to be a patriarch."

"so smart……"

"It's still the clan brother of Shaoyi County Master..."

"Did the emperor send him here?"

"..."

There was a commotion underneath.

At this time, someone asked cautiously.

"King Wu Mu is really willing to accept us refugees? Didn't he lie to us?"

"Jingzhao is a long way from the North, how do we get there?"

"Yeah, we were starving, we starved to death if we couldn't get to the north, did you deliberately want to fool us away..."

"Governor, I'm not at ease..."

"It's all a lie, you just want us to die..."

"..."

The refugees who finally calmed down became angry again, Yu Shande quickly explained: "You guys calm down and listen to me, calm down..."

The refugees were in chaos for a while, and finally someone stood up to stop it.

Yu Shande finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow, the government will release grain, three catties of grain will be distributed to each person, and the imperial court will send a thousand elite soldiers to **** you to the northern border. When you reach the northern border, the people of King Wumu will come to meet you..."

Three catties of grain, this has already been decided by the courtiers after the controversy.

Many people do not want to provide this food, but if they do not provide some food, the refugees will be appeased first. How can the refugees go to the north obediently?

Three catties of grain, one meal a day, two or two grains a meal, is only enough for fifteen days.

Jingli is relatively close to Liaodong and has direct access to official roads. A large number of refugees are unable to eat enough to eat, and cannot walk fast.

As soon as they heard that there was food, the refugees became quiet. Even if it was only three kilograms, at least they would not starve to death.

The leading refugee asked again: "I heard that King Wumu had previously used the army to help the victims, and a large number of refugees gathered in the north, where did the food come from?"