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As night fell, the refugees outside Taiyuan gradually settled down. After all, they haven't filled their stomachs for many days, and their great spirit can't withstand their physical weakness. Being able to make a noise all day has exhausted them. In fact, most refugees are making a noise in turn. If they were allowed to make a noise under the city wall all day, they might not be able to save their strength for eating meat three times a day.
After the sun sets in the west, the temperature drops quickly. Some refugees with conditions can also light a campfire and sleep close to the campfire. Most refugees can only wrap their thin clothes and huddle in leeward places to keep warm with each other through the cold night. Especially in the second half of the night, the cold wind from the north wind blew "Hula", and some subsequent weak bonfires were blown out. No one is willing to get up to pick up firewood at this time. You rely on me and I rely on you, curled up around the embers and boiled vaguely.
At this time, almost no one noticed that a rope was put down from the gate tower, followed by several figures who quickly slid down and ran towards the grove outside the gate tower.
These people's actions are extremely agile and light like civet cats. They hardly disturb anyone. Even if they are seen by the refugees who occasionally open their eyes, these refugees who have no power to move their brains will not have any other ideas. They even directly regard those figures as the illusion that they are dazzled because they are too hungry.
"The end will guard Wang GUI in Taiyuan. See Lord Mo!"
If Wang GUI still had the slightest doubt about Li Luoyang during the day, his doubt was completely dispelled after seeing Mo Jiao with his own eyes.
"Excuse me." Mo Jiao didn't look happy or angry on her face. Instead, when her eyes moved to Li Luoyang, she couldn't help staring at Li Luoyang, "I don't know to send a message. We were worried that we would see your head on the gate tower!"
"How can it be? General Wang is a good man." Wang GUI, an untraceable member of Li Luoyang, sent him a high hat, which made Wang GUI even more embarrassed. He whispered to Li Luoyang, "young martial master, I, Wang GUI, will come to the door to apologize with you later!"
"What are you muttering about? Are you going to run with us, or how? I'm afraid Taiyuan mansion can't hold on. What are the people in Fuyin doing? What's the food situation in the city and how long can it last?"
"The situation is a little complicated. The end general doesn't know what to say. Lord Zheng, they are still thinking of ways, but." Wang GUI didn't say the following words, but as long as people with brains know that the back is not good, the so-called thinking is just talking. Is it also a way to wait for pie to fall from the sky? In addition to this situation, Wang GUI could not have imagined any possibility of self-help. Now he is still counting on the way Li Luoyang said.
"Let's talk about this later. I have something I want to discuss with you." Li Luoyang came forward and grabbed Mo Jiao's sleeve. At this time, we don't care about what men and women can't give and receive clearly, and what up and down are superior and inferior. Everyone has stood at the gate of hell. Who cares about these things - in fact, Li Luoyang won't care about it.
In the carriage, Feng Mo has been escorted down, leaving only Li Luoyang and Mo Jiao. In this way, Li Luoyang has no taboo to speak, so he directly said his ideas.
"You mean to guide the refugees to attack farms like Wangjiazhuang, but Feng doesn't mean that there is basically not much grain in the village?"
"I know. There are still not many. It's better to let these people starve around Taiyuan government. Besides, our goal is not to organize the farms, but the black hand behind the organization of the farms. If I'm not wrong, the black hand behind the collection must be hiding the grain somewhere. As long as we can find the right person, say no We will be able to find the hidden food. Besides, what about the relief of the imperial court? "
Li Luoyang doesn't believe that at this time, the imperial court still doesn't take action. If the famine in Taiyuan government didn't have such top-down relief from the imperial court, it's hard to imagine how far it would last. When the affected people reach a certain order of magnitude, it might turn into a Manichaeism.
Therefore, Li Luoyang firmly believes that since the imperial court has arranged Mo Jiao to play the front station, the follow-up must be planned.
"Calculate the time, the food provided by the imperial court should also be on the way, but it is estimated that the food will not arrive until we deal with these things."
"Why?" Li Luoyang was puzzled. Even if officials in disaster areas have such and such problems, human life is crucial. Is it more important to punish corruption or disaster relief? In Li Luoyang's view, there is no doubt that the latter should be more important.
But Mo Jiao turned her eyes and said: "Do you think those corrupt officials would care about human life? Three years ago, during the drought in Northeast China, the imperial court transported enough relief food for 100000 people. As a result, two-thirds of them were swallowed by officials and profiteers and sold at a high price. Finally, tens of thousands of hungry people died. Although more than 700 heads were cut off and 3000 people were exiled, the population of Northeast China has not recovered so far Come here. "
"Two thirds, so many of them dare to do it?" Li Luoyang was stunned. In his opinion, it doesn't matter if an official is greedy for money, and it doesn't matter if you accept bribes, but there should always be a bottom line? Now it seems that there are officials who can't even keep their bottom line in any era and anywhere, not only future generations.
And there are businessmen in it. No wonder in ancient China, there was a disdain for businessmen. Take the thing Mo Jiao said. If there were no businessmen to reach out, officials would not be interested in the food for relief. After all, there were so many useless things like food, and it would take a lot of human and material resources to preserve it. Even if we tried hard, it would not last for two or three years, Get so much food and keep mice at home?
If he could not turn the grain in his hand into cash through the means of businessmen, Li Luoyang believed that no one would be greedy for ink. Two thirds of them were so exaggerated. At most, he would get out his one-year rations. Compared with the overall grain for relief, this little greedy for ink would be nothing at all.
In fact, it was not only the officials of the imperial court who finally lost their heads in the storm three years ago, but it was said that all businessmen who stretched out their hands in the relief food incident in Northeast China were killed, their families were broken and their property was confiscated.
"This matter is the work of our six doors, so our reputation? Hey, hey."
Everything is in Mo Jiao's "hey hey", just like the "family law" Department of later countries. There are people hostile in the government and the public. From this point of view, Li Luoyang suddenly felt that it would be a good thing if he could join six doors.
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As night fell, the refugees outside Taiyuan gradually settled down. After all, they haven't filled their stomachs for many days, and their great spirit can't withstand their physical weakness. Being able to make a noise all day has exhausted them. In fact, most refugees are making a noise in turn. If they were allowed to make a noise under the city wall all day, they might not be able to save their strength for eating meat three times a day.
After the sun sets in the west, the temperature drops quickly. Some refugees with conditions can also light a campfire and sleep close to the campfire. Most refugees can only wrap their thin clothes and huddle in leeward places to keep warm with each other through the cold night. Especially in the second half of the night, the cold wind from the north wind blew "Hula", and some subsequent weak bonfires were blown out. No one is willing to get up to pick up firewood at this time. You rely on me and I rely on you, curled up around the embers and boiled vaguely.
At this time, almost no one noticed that a rope was put down from the gate tower, followed by several figures who quickly slid down and ran towards the grove outside the gate tower.
These people's actions are extremely agile and light like civet cats. They hardly disturb anyone. Even if they are seen by the refugees who occasionally open their eyes, these refugees who have no power to move their brains will not have any other ideas. They even directly regard those figures as the illusion that they are dazzled because they are too hungry.
"The end will guard Wang GUI in Taiyuan. See Lord Mo!"
If Wang GUI still had the slightest doubt about Li Luoyang during the day, his doubt was completely dispelled after seeing Mo Jiao with his own eyes.
"Excuse me." Mo Jiao didn't look happy or angry on her face. Instead, when her eyes moved to Li Luoyang, she couldn't help staring at Li Luoyang, "I don't know to send a message. We were worried that we would see your head on the gate tower!"
"How can it be? General Wang is a good man." Wang GUI, an untraceable member of Li Luoyang, sent him a high hat, which made Wang GUI even more embarrassed. He whispered to Li Luoyang, "young martial master, I, Wang GUI, will come to the door to apologize with you later!"
"What are you muttering about? Are you going to run with us, or how? I'm afraid Taiyuan mansion can't hold on. What are the people in Fuyin doing? What's the food situation in the city and how long can it last?"
"The situation is a little complicated. The end general doesn't know what to say. Lord Zheng, they are still thinking of ways, but." Wang GUI didn't say the following words, but as long as people with brains know that the back is not good, the so-called thinking is just talking. Is it also a way to wait for pie to fall from the sky? In addition to this situation, Wang GUI could not have imagined any possibility of self-help. Now he is still counting on the way Li Luoyang said.
"Let's talk about this later. I have something I want to discuss with you." Li Luoyang came forward and grabbed Mo Jiao's sleeve. At this time, we don't care about what men and women can't give and receive clearly, and what up and down are superior and inferior. Everyone has stood at the gate of hell. Who cares about these things - in fact, Li Luoyang won't care about it.
In the carriage, Feng Mo has been escorted down, leaving only Li Luoyang and Mo Jiao. In this way, Li Luoyang has no taboo to speak, so he directly said his ideas.
"You mean to guide the refugees to attack farms like Wangjiazhuang, but Feng doesn't mean that there is basically not much grain in the village?"
"I know. There are still not many. It's better to let these people starve around Taiyuan government. Besides, our goal is not to organize the farms, but the black hand behind the organization of the farms. If I'm not wrong, the black hand behind the collection must be hiding the grain somewhere. As long as we can find the right person, say no We will be able to find the hidden food. Besides, what about the relief of the imperial court? "
Li Luoyang doesn't believe that at this time, the imperial court still doesn't take action. If the famine in Taiyuan government didn't have such top-down relief from the imperial court, it's hard to imagine how far it would last. When the affected people reach a certain order of magnitude, it might turn into a Manichaeism.
Therefore, Li Luoyang firmly believes that since the imperial court has arranged Mo Jiao to play the front station, the follow-up must be planned.
"Calculate the time, the food provided by the imperial court should also be on the way, but it is estimated that the food will not arrive until we deal with these things."
"Why?" Li Luoyang was puzzled. Even if officials in disaster areas have such and such problems, human life is crucial. Is it more important to punish corruption or disaster relief? In Li Luoyang's view, there is no doubt that the latter should be more important.
But Mo Jiao turned her eyes and said: "Do you think those corrupt officials would care about human life? Three years ago, during the drought in Northeast China, the imperial court transported enough relief food for 100000 people. As a result, two-thirds of them were swallowed by officials and profiteers and sold at a high price. Finally, tens of thousands of hungry people died. Although more than 700 heads were cut off and 3000 people were exiled, the population of Northeast China has not recovered so far Come here. "
"Two thirds, so many of them dare to do it?" Li Luoyang was stunned. In his opinion, it doesn't matter if an official is greedy for money, and it doesn't matter if you accept bribes, but there should always be a bottom line? Now it seems that there are officials who can't even keep their bottom line in any era and anywhere, not only future generations.
And there are businessmen in it. No wonder in ancient China, there was a disdain for businessmen. Take the thing Mo Jiao said. If there were no businessmen to reach out, officials would not be interested in the food for relief. After all, there were so many useless things like food, and it would take a lot of human and material resources to preserve it. Even if we tried hard, it would not last for two or three years, Get so much food and keep mice at home?
If he could not turn the grain in his hand into cash through the means of businessmen, Li Luoyang believed that no one would be greedy for ink. Two thirds of them were so exaggerated. At most, he would get out his one-year rations. Compared with the overall grain for relief, this little greedy for ink would be nothing at all.
In fact, it was not only the officials of the imperial court who finally lost their heads in the storm three years ago, but it was said that all businessmen who stretched out their hands in the relief food incident in Northeast China were killed, their families were broken and their property was confiscated.
"This matter is the work of our six doors, so our reputation? Hey, hey."
Everything is in Mo Jiao's "hey hey", just like the "family law" Department of later countries. There are people hostile in the government and the public. From this point of view, Li Luoyang suddenly felt that it would be a good thing if he could join six doors.
As night fell, the refugees outside Taiyuan gradually settled down. After all, they haven't filled their stomachs for many days, and their great spirit can't withstand their physical weakness. Being able to make a noise all day has exhausted them. In fact, most refugees are making a noise in turn. If they were allowed to make a noise under the city wall all day, they might not be able to save their strength for eating meat three times a day.After the sun sets in the west, the temperature drops quickly. Some refugees with conditions can also light a campfire and sleep close to the campfire. Most refugees can only wrap their thin clothes and huddle in leeward places to keep warm with each other through the cold night. Especially in the second half of the night, the cold wind from the north wind blew "Hula", and some subsequent weak bonfires were blown out. No one is willing to get up to pick up firewood at this time. You rely on me and I rely on you, curled up around the embers and boiled vaguely.At this time, almost no one noticed that a rope was put down from the gate tower, followed by several figures who quickly slid down and ran towards the grove outside the gate tower.These people's actions are extremely agile and light like civet cats. They hardly disturb anyone. Even if they are seen by the refugees who occasionally open their eyes, these refugees who have no power to move their brains will not have any other ideas. They even directly regard those figures as the illusion that they are dazzled because they are too hungry."The end will guard Wang GUI in Taiyuan. See Lord Mo!"If Wang GUI still had the slightest doubt about Li Luoyang during the day, his doubt was completely dispelled after seeing Mo Jiao with his own eyes."Excuse me." Mo Jiao didn't look happy or angry on her face. Instead, when her eyes moved to Li Luoyang, she couldn't help staring at Li Luoyang, "I don't know to send a message. We were worried that we would see your head on the gate tower!""How can it be? General Wang is a good man." Wang GUI, an untraceable member of Li Luoyang, sent him a high hat, which made Wang GUI even more embarrassed. He whispered to Li Luoyang, "young martial master, I, Wang GUI, will come to the door to apologize with you later!""What are you muttering about? Are you going to run with us, or how? I'm afraid Taiyuan mansion can't hold on. What are the people in Fuyin doing? What's the food situation in the city and how long can it last?""The situation is a little complicated. The end general doesn't know what to say. Lord Zheng, they are still thinking of ways, but." Wang GUI didn't say the following words, but as long as people with brains know that the back is not good, the so-called thinking is just talking. Is it also a way to wait for pie to fall from the sky? In addition to this situation, Wang GUI could not have imagined any possibility of self-help. Now he is still counting on the way Li Luoyang said."Let's talk about this later. I have something I want to discuss with you." Li Luoyang came forward and grabbed Mo Jiao's sleeve. At this time, we don't care about what men and women can't give and receive clearly, and what up and down are superior and inferior. Everyone has stood at the gate of hell. Who cares about these things - in fact, Li Luoyang won't care about it.In the carriage, Feng Mo has been escorted down, leaving only Li Luoyang and Mo Jiao. In this way, Li Luoyang has no taboo to speak, so he directly said his ideas."You mean to guide the refugees to attack farms like Wangjiazhuang, but Feng doesn't mean that there is basically not much grain in the village?""I know. There are still not many. It's better to let these people starve around Taiyuan government. Besides, our goal is not to organize the farms, but the black hand behind the organization of the farms. If I'm not wrong, the black hand behind the collection must be hiding the grain somewhere. As long as we can find the right person, say no We will be able to find the hidden food. Besides, what about the relief of the imperial court? "Li Luoyang doesn't believe that at this time, the imperial court still doesn't take action. If the famine in Taiyuan government didn't have such top-down relief from the imperial court, it's hard to imagine how far it would last. When the affected people reach a certain order of magnitude, it might turn into a Manichaeism.Therefore, Li Luoyang firmly believes that since the imperial court has arranged Mo Jiao to play the front station, the follow-up must be planned."Calculate the time, the food provided by the imperial court should also be on the way, but it is estimated that the food will not arrive until we deal with these things.""Why?" Li Luoyang was puzzled. Even if officials in disaster areas have such and such problems, human life is crucial. Is it more important to punish corruption or disaster relief? In Li Luoyang's view, there is no doubt that the latter should be more important.But Mo Jiao turned her eyes and said: "Do you think those corrupt officials would care about human life? Three years ago, during the drought in Northeast China, the imperial court transported enough relief food for 100000 people. As a result, two-thirds of them were swallowed by officials and profiteers and sold at a high price. Finally, tens of thousands of hungry people died. Although more than 700 heads were cut off and 3000 people were exiled, the population of Northeast China has not recovered so far Come here. ""Two thirds, so many of them dare to do it?" Li Luoyang was stunned. In his opinion, it doesn't matter if an official is greedy for money, and it doesn't matter if you accept bribes, but there should always be a bottom line? Now it seems that there are officials who can't even keep their bottom line in any era and anywhere, not only future generations.And there are businessmen in it. No wonder in ancient China, there was a disdain for businessmen. Take the thing Mo Jiao said. If there were no businessmen to reach out, officials would not be interested in the food for relief. After all, there were so many useless things like food, and it would take a lot of human and material resources to preserve it. Even if we tried hard, it would not last for two or three years, Get so much food and keep mice at home?If he could not turn the grain in his hand into cash through the means of businessmen, Li Luoyang believed that no one would be greedy for ink. Two thirds of them were so exaggerated. At most, he would get out his one-year rations. Compared with the overall grain for relief, this little greedy for ink would be nothing at all.In fact, it was not only the officials of the imperial court who finally lost their heads in the storm three years ago, but it was said that all businessmen who stretched out their hands in the relief food incident in Northeast China were killed, their families were broken and their property was confiscated."This matter is the work of our six doors, so our reputation? Hey, hey."Everything is in Mo Jiao's "hey hey", just like the "family law" Department of later countries. There are people hostile in the government and the public. From this point of view, Li Luoyang suddenly felt that it would be a good thing if he could join six doors.
