Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 755 Refugees

In the valley, Li Shan stood on the hillside and looked down. Nearly [-] refugees gathered on the south side of the abandoned village. Although he saw more than a hundred guards surrounded by horses and swords not far away, the refugees did not make a commotion, but looked at them vigilantly. around,

Li Shan smiled suddenly, feeling a little bit interesting. He had counted just now, and more than half of the [-] refugees were old, young, women and children, but the young and strong protected these weak people who had no resistance.

"Sauro."

"Lang Jun." Zhang Zhongjian stepped out and leaned over.

"Send people to Qianyuan County to ask for food and rice." Li Shan ordered casually, "Go directly to the general manager's mansion. We can't let Chang Da take advantage of it and not pay at all."

"Yes."

Now that I have taken over these two thousand refugees, it is tantamount to solving a big problem for Chang Da. Although this guy has a cold attitude, he is obviously not a fool... Otherwise, Li Shan will directly lead people to live in the county. How to deal with it.

Although this time Li Shan was patrolling Longzhou as Secretary of Agriculture, and even a county king who was trusted by Li Yuan, it was actually not as good as going to Daizhou the year before... At least there was no one to restrain him that time, and Li Shan was able to do things in his own way.

But this time the place didn't cooperate well, the assistant officials had no authority, and Pei Xuanji... Li Shan really didn't want to deal with this person, so he just stabbed Chang Da in front of him.

"Tell that guy Chang Da that if you don't give us food and rice, then thousands of refugees will go to the general manager's mansion to eat." Li Shan said quietly: "Don't say that you didn't say it unexpectedly."

Zhang Zhongjian responded, turned around and ordered a few guards to get on his horse and go away.

"Qu Silang." Li Shan confessed: "You are familiar with Zhigui, go to Huating County and ask them to send some cloth and cooking utensils over there tomorrow."

Qu Silang responded, he was originally from Yunzhou, he was forced by Yugu to attack Yanmen Pass, after the Yanmen victory, his family moved to Daizhou, Zhang Wenguan had a great time in Daizhou last year, mainly because Qu Silang was with him.

Although the weather is gradually getting warmer, it is still late spring... Uh, even the hot summer is not enough. Looking down, many refugees are naked.

Cooking utensils and farming tools are okay, but the key is food. Adding up two or three thousand people, the food consumed every day is not a small number. Li Shan doesn't seem to use food from Dongshan Temple's secret storehouse anymore.

The grain from the Dongshan Temple Miku provided a large amount of support to Xia City last year, and hundreds of families moved here last year.

Of course, the most important thing is that it has been eight years of Wude. Li Shan estimated that the drought in the pass should be coming soon, and the locust plague should be coming soon. Although the butterfly he traveled through has rewritten many historical tracks, But it should not lead to changes in the climate.

Next, it depends on how much food Zhang Zhongjian can get from Chang Da.

Li Shan thought for a while and beckoned to Qi Laosan and Zhou Zhoulang, and told them that after the bricks were produced tomorrow, the first thing to do was to build a grain depot... This valley would be the base of his group.

There were more than a dozen hearths built around the hillside, and dozens of guards were lighting fires to cook porridge. Li Shan could clearly see that almost all the refugees' heads were facing the direction of the hearths, obviously very hungry.

"How long have you not eaten?"

The burly young man with curly hair replied in a dry voice: "Five meals within ten days, just to get by."

One meal every two days... Li Shan thought to himself, those people in Dazhenguan are still stuck. This kind of rhythm can't starve people to death, but it can only maintain the minimum standard of survival and make the refugees unable to make trouble.

"What's your relationship with He Panren?" Li Shan asked casually.

This curly-haired young man is named He Fang, with sunken cheeks, but long hands and long legs, "He Gong is the villain's uncle."

Li Shan nodded slightly, "Have you heard of the lonely king?"

"The king of Handan defeated the Turks three times and became famous all over the world. Naturally we know." He Fang hesitated for a moment before saying: "The villain is willing to serve His Highness and dare not ask for it. I only hope His Highness will take pity on the young and old."

Li Shan turned his head and glanced, smiled, "Did Pei Xuanji tell you all?"

He Fang hangs his head and is speechless. It is not impossible to use human farming instead of cattle, but it is very labor-intensive... If the situation is a little worse, it is common to die from exhaustion.

But being able to survive is the most important thing. If it was before, He Fang might still be thinking about making troubles, but this King of Handan... not to mention anything else, just the hundreds of guards he witnessed with his own eyes. He is very clear. Although there are seven or eight hundred young and strong on my side, there is almost no resistance,

Li Shan didn't say anything else, he waved his hands and scolded with a smile: "You skinny monkey, I told you to stay in Zhuangzi, if you insist on following, aren't you afraid that your wife will complain?"

Fan Shiyi, who had a big scar on his face, approached with a smile, patted his chest and said, "Mr. Lang, among the personal guards, is there anyone who can compare to a villain in terms of scouting?"

"It's not an expedition..."

"Lang Jun is going on patrol, there must be troubles, how can we have less scouts?" Fan Shiyi laughed and said: "This is what Brother Ding Fang and Master Ling told you."

"This time I come to Longzhou, I must..." Li Shan heard a cough behind him in the middle of speaking, thought for a while and stopped, only turned around and glared at Wang Junhao.

Forget it, I'd better not open my mouth... After so many times, to be honest, Li Shan was a little scared.

"In a few days, mother will send someone over to let your daughter-in-law follow." Li Shan nodded Fan Shiyi, "Brother Dingfang is not here now, but you are in charge of all investigations and vigilance, what happened... ..."

"Then let Brother Ding Fang peel off the villain's skin." Fan Shiyi, who was wearing leather armor, glanced at He Fang and said with a smile: "The internal and external light and dark whistles are all ready, so there must be nothing wrong."

After talking and laughing a few words, Li Shan stepped down, walked to a stove, took a chopstick and inserted it, the chopsticks would not fall down, which is the standard of disaster relief in ancient times.

Taking a wooden bowl to scoop up a bowl of thick porridge, Li Shan went south through the queue of guards until he reached the middle of the refugees, and handed the bowl to an old man.

The old man's face was full of surprise, and He Fang who was following Li Shan's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that in just half a day, the other party saw through the truth. This old man was the real leader of this group of refugees.

"The villain dare not..."

"Old people eat first, children next, women next, and young adults last." Li Shan said gently, and looked back, "Do you have any objections?"

He Fang hesitated and did not speak, but the old man had bowed to the ground, and took the wooden bowl with both hands up, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Li Shan smiled, took the second bowl of thick porridge from the guard behind him, stuffed it into the hands of a girl who was drooling, and stroked the withered and yellow hair on the girl's head... It turned yellow, I don't know Is it because of malnutrition or race.

It was dusk, and He Fang was squatting in the crowd, gulping down thick porridge, occasionally looking up at the figure of the young county king among the guards in the distance.

"Such a person can be called Huairen." The old man beside him said quietly.

He Fang was startled, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the Handan King is called Huairen."

The old man didn't say anything, even if he did it deliberately, he still made a gesture... Hundreds of guards have not eaten yet, and even the Handan County King has not eaten.

At this moment, Li Shan had no intention of eating at all, and looked at Zhang Zhongjian with a sneer, "Only three hundred buckets of rice?"

Zhang Zhongjian fell to the ground, but did not say a word.

The guards who followed went up to Li Shan's ear and whispered a few words, Li Shan snorted, "Get up."

Zhang Zhongjian was asked to come forward because he used to be an official in Shuozhou. After all, he used to have an official position, but he didn't expect that Chang Da, the governor of Longzhou, didn't give him any face... he didn't even meet him.

Zhang Zhongjian was also reprimanded by the porter for his ugliness... If he hadn't stopped him, several guards would have attacked him.

Three hundred buckets of rice was just enough for the three hundred guards brought by Li Shan to eat for about a month. In other words, Chang Da made it clear that he would not care about the life and death of those refugees.

"Since you don't give Gu face."

Li Shan said coldly: "That Gu doesn't need to save face for him."

(End of this chapter)