"Shijun, this is the reply of the counties." Yan Zhong calmly put a copy of the wooden slips on the case table. "The wording is different, and the meaning is the same. We are also very poor and can't get anything out. We can't control where the people want to go with their legs. If the king is willing to raise them, we can raise them, and if they don't want to, we will send them back to their place of origin. "Although Yan Zhong was a magistrate of Xindu, he knew well about the Tai Chi moves of Dahan's officialdom, but he was angered. "These prefects hope that we will fatten the victims, so that when the farming is busy, they will bring food and five baht to return to the hometown to plant the land."

Lu Bu snatched the wooden slips and read the ten lines at a glance. "This is a rascal! A complete rascal!" With a snap, Lu Bu broke the case with a palm. Although he had long given no hope to the replies of the counties, he was still irritated by the official documents sent by the counties.

The sentence of the official document is solemn and elegant, and the words are round and round. It can be called a model of the official document of the Han Dynasty and the leader in the text. But the content was full of gloomy cold, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of victims were like dogs in the official documents. "The people are ignorant, and they voluntarily go to Wuyuan County to eat. This is what they wish! We are deeply favored by the emperor, and always uphold the court's love for the people, and cannot bear to stop them from leaving." "A few months later, the people are homesick and will surely Bringing family and dependents and returning home is a matter of public opinion and cannot be violated. If Mr. Lu is unbearable, he can send someone to **** him back to his hometown!"

"It's a joke! Since you have the heart to love the people, you should plan ahead to help the people produce and save themselves, instead of letting the people eat by themselves! Do you need food for deportation and pick-up? Doesn't you need manpower? , Coming and going, the cycle is endless, the first one who can't stand it must be Wuyuan County!"

Yan Zhong threw away the bamboo slips and sighed. The situation is unexpectedly complicated. If he accepts the victims, Wuyuan County will be eaten up. If he does not accept the victims, Lu Shijun’s reputation will be inaudible, the hero of the sunset war. It will immediately become a target of public criticism. When the time comes, Qingliu will gather to attack them, hand in bullets, and continue on the way. This Wuyuan prefect will definitely not be able to keep it.

There are great risks in accepting victims or not accepting them. For a moment everyone was silent, staring at Lu Bu, waiting for his decision.

Lu Bu was sitting in a precarious position, motionless, with fine beads of sweat leaking out of his face, but he didn't wipe it. Finally, he made a decision. "Receive the victims! Open the government storehouse! Immediately send people to Qingzhou, Xuzhou, and Jizhou to buy grain! The prefectural government issued a notice that the grain merchants who transported grain to the city of Jiuyuan would buy it at a higher price than the market price!" Lu Bu wiped his sweat. Said with lingering fear. "This matter reminds us that food is more important than everything! With food in hand, don't panic in my heart! From now on, we will have a long and hard life!"

Jia Xu was a little excited, his eyes were a little moist, and the long-lost warmth rose from his chest, spreading along the limbs to the internal organs. He, who had been used to seeing the cold world, was actually moved by Lu Bu's words. This is a real person! A real person who has not been corroded by the officialdom of the big man! The person who really puts the people in their hearts!

Jia Xu quietly raised his sleeves to cover his face, quickly wiped away a few teardrops, and then smiled gently. "Shijun Lu! My colleagues, I have a plan to break this situation! I wonder if you would like to hear Jia Xu's words?" Lu Bu was overjoyed and called out again and again. "Brother Wen He speaks quickly! I'll wait to listen!"

Jia Xu didn't panic or hurried, and talked slowly. "Everyone, if Wuyuan County opens its granary and tries its best to receive the victims. With their knowledge of the officialdom of Bingzhou, they will inevitably drive the people to Wuyuan to save money and food. Secondly, Lu Shijun treats the people kindly, and the victims return to the counties with money and food. , In a disguised way, the strength of the counties has been strengthened. How can they not do such a good thing that can kill two birds with one stone?"

In an instant, everyone's expressions turned pale, and they really didn't expect this hand. If the counties of Binzhou really do this, Wuyuan County will have one way left, that is, being eaten to death by the poor, and then having to drive the people out of the country! In this way, all the face is lost, and all that is left is ridicule and sneer.

The atmosphere in the room is very tense. You can hear a needle falling on the ground. Everyone is thinking about the solution.

Lu Bu laughed softly. "Brother Wenhe, you don't want to sell it anymore! Now that you have thought of this, there must be a solution! Just tell it honestly!"

"This plan is an absolute household plan, and it's also a serial plan. It's a bit vicious. But it's really appropriate to use in the county government." Jia Xu smiled slightly and said his method. "First, send an official document to the prefects of the prefectures in the name of the prefectural government, hesitating and voicing, which is quite bitter and unspeakable. It is stated that the capacity of Wuyuan County is limited. Please each county restricts the victims from going to Wuyuan."

"Brother Wen He is a great plan!" Yan Zhong immediately understood. How could he not know the methods of Dahan's officialdom? "Wuyuan County has become so popular recently that it has long become a target of the officialdom of the Union State. When each county sees the official document, it must be secretly snickered, isn't Wuyuan County going to fight a war? This government affairs is not as easy as it is to fight a war! Just show you a little bit of color for the young kid!"

Jia Xu laughed: "Brother Yan who knows me! The counties promised and secretly drove the people to Wuyuan. One saved their own money and food, and the other let Wuyuan county know how great it was. At this time, the prefectural government issued another issue. The official document states that the border has been closed, and counties are required to take care of the families of the victims and must not indulge the families of the people. At the same time, they wrote to the court that Wuyuan County could not accept the victims and asked for money and food assistance."

Snap, Lu Bu patted the case. "Wow! Wuyuan County has paid so much, it should be stretched out to the court! After all, Wuyuan County is the power of one county to relieve the victims of the entire Binzhou!"

Yan Zhong's eyes lit up, and then he continued. "The treasury is empty, and the court has money and grain to allocate? At most, Shang Shutai issued an official document and used some empty words to prevaricate. If it is practical, donating a certain amount of food can be given to a short knight. If the victims voluntarily stay in Wuyuan The counties require the counties not to interfere. This is also possible. In fact, this sentence is equivalent to not saying that the victims are already in Wuyuan County. How can the counties interfere?"

Jia Xu smiled slightly, cleared his throat, and said the most venomous part of the series. "When the victims are here, they have food to eat, but only two porridge a day. They barely die from starvation. If they want to be full, they have to work. In this way, the water conservancy facilities, roads, cities, etc. of Wuyuan County It can be built. Then it is clear to the victims that Wuyuan County has no money now and can only take care of it, and only after the completion of the various major projects can some money and food be given out."

"This way, at least the victims can stay in Wuyuan County for three to five months. When the work is finished, the prefectural government said that the government has no money and can only use land instead! The cattle and farm tools needed can be sold to the government at the market price. Borrow the loan and repay it with grain after the harvest. In this way, most of the people will stay in Wuyuan County, and the prefects of the counties will hang themselves with anger! Without the people, where will the taxes come from?"

"Brother Wenhe, your plan is poisonous! Ruthless! But I like it!" Lu Bu laughed, his excitement was beyond words.

"High! Really high!" Yan Zhong admired his thumb. "Brother Wenhe calculated the taxation of all counties in the state! If the counties are acquainted, they can get along with each other in the future. If they are not acquainted, let them cry and cry! If you dare to slap Wuyuan County in the face, you will have to be violent. Fight back!"

So it was decided that the details would naturally be solved by Yan Zhong and a group of officials from the seal office.

The next day, outside the East Gate of Wuyuan County, a large tent was erected. In the middle of the tent, dozens of cauldrons were erected, and the aroma of corn porridge drifted away with the breeze for miles.

Thousands of unkempt victims came to help the old and the young, and from a distance, the team of the victims was several miles long. At the frontier fortress in early September, the cold was already very heavy. The soldiers had already put on heavy jackets, but the victims were in ragged clothes, and flesh was exposed in many places, and the dust on their faces was mixed with oil and sweat, revealing a swell. The rotten taste of the stock.

Yan Shi walked through a big pot, scooped up the thick porridge with a large spoon, and tried the temperature and consistency. It is Lu Bu's request that the chopsticks will not fall down, and the towel will not leak. Yan's body has become much stronger, and his face is rarely flushed, and he no longer looks so pale. It seemed that the jogging method taught by the husband really worked. Looking at some of Ryuqi's abdomen, a shyness drifted across her face.

Soldiers in the distance are directing the victims to line up, and each is given a large porcelain bowl and a pair of chopsticks-this was ordered by Yan Kuan, the new owner of the Yan family. The victims passed by the tea stall, and the soldiers picked up the teapot and filled them with herbal tea. "Go slow, drink some bitter tea first to moisturize your throat. Don't drink too much, you will have porridge soon, and you can't eat too much."

Lingyao stood beside his mother a little hesitating, with the same commoner Jingchai on his body. Since Lu Bu said that famous saying: We will have a long hard time! Yan immediately changed into the commoner Jingchai, and immediately ordered the entire Taishou Mansion to execute this order together. When Wei Shi heard the news, he smiled and nodded, and immediately changed into the commoner Jingchai. "Yan Yan, you have finally grown up! My mother can only protect you for a while, not for the rest of your life!"

"Mother, why are these people so pitiful? They have no food to eat, no clothes to wear, why is that?" Linghao finally asked the question that had been circling in his heart. Yan gave Ruizhu the large spoon of porridge in his hand, knelt down and pinched Linghao's nose.

"Stupid boy, Xianbei has fought over, burned their home, killed their relatives, and they have nothing now." Ling Hao shook his head, staring at Yan with his big eyes. "Mother, many people died in Jiuyuan City. Lu Cheng said that the body was buried in seven days. I don't believe it. I rode to see it. Then, why didn't the people in Jiuyuan City get hungry? There was no piece of clothing on their bodies. One piece, although simple, but very neat."

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