Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 507

Hanzhong.

Xicheng County.

"Mingsheng, it seems that this winter in Hanzhong is not easy!" Mu Jing was wearing a big tiger jacket, and stood under the eaves to watch the snow. .

This snow would be considered normal in the north, but it would be exaggerated in Hanzhong. This year is much colder than previous years.

In this way, ordinary people are bound to suffer.

Ruixue Zhao Toyota is a matter of the coming year.

But under the heavy snow cover, countless people will starve to death and freeze to death this winter.

"My lord, many houses in the city collapsed due to the heavy snow, and many people have been injured. In addition, not only the West City, Shangyongfang Mausoleum also starved to death and froze many people to death. But we are short of food and cotton clothes, so we can't save these many people at all!"

Ye Ru stood by and reported.

"Xicheng can now be regarded as the city of my Minghou Mansion!"

Mu Jing heard this, thought for a while, and said: "Let Huang Shao dispatch troops to strengthen the houses, rescue the victims, and set up tents on the flat ground. Also, from Fangling to Shangyong, and then to Xicheng, your prefect's mansion Do your best to appease the people. If it doesn’t work, some of the army rations will be released. We will capture Xicheng and seize two granaries. The army rations are still sufficient. If you can’t freeze to death, you can’t freeze to death. If you can’t starve to death, you can’t. Starve to death!"

"But my lord, if this happens, I'm afraid it will affect the reorganization of troops and horses, and even delay the next year's battle!"

Ye Ru thought about it, and said in a deep voice.

"I can't even take care of the present, but I can also take care of the future!"

Mu Jing shook his head: "Do as you ordered. Since I, Mu Jing, belong to Hanzhong, I can't see the tragedy of letting the people starve to death and freeze to death. I will try my best to do as much as I can. If I can't do it, I will do it in the next year!"

It's a determination.

Since he wants to settle down in Hanzhong, he must have the heart to regard the people of Hanzhong as his own people, which is very important.

"My lord is merciful, and my subordinates will do their best to appease the people!"

Ye Ru cupped his hands and said sincerely.

Regardless of whether Mujing is pretending to win the hearts of the people or has other plans, Ye Ru believes that his choice is not wrong if he can achieve this under such circumstances, at least Zhang Lu and Zhang Xiu are more suitable for Mujing In charge of Hanzhong.

"It's not enough to be close to us!" Mu Jing said softly: "Mingsheng, if you want to survive this winter, you need to work together. In this way, you come forward and want to borrow food from some gentry and wealthy families in Shangyongxi City. I will issue an IOU, no matter how much food I borrow from them, I will pay it back within a year, and I will give you two percent of the interest!"

"Borrow food?"

Ye Ru thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "My lord, when I first entered Hanzhong, I was afraid that my prestige would not be enough to be trusted by others!"

"That's why I asked you to come forward!"

Mujing patted him on the shoulder: "How much can I borrow? I want all of this part of the food. I will give it to the prefect's mansion to appease the people and help the people in Fangling, Shangyong and Xicheng to get through this cold winter season!"

"Your subordinates will do their best!" Ye Ru cupped his hands, his voice firmed up.

If it was to borrow food to fight the war, he still resisted a little, but Mujing borrowed food to help the people of the three counties survive this winter, so he was willing to do it.

As a Han Chinese.

Ye Ru didn't have much lofty ambition to support the world, he just hoped that the people in Hanzhong would be well. This was the ambition of Su Gu's prefect in the past, and it was also Ye Ru's ambition.

"Go!" Mu Jing waved his hand.

"promise!"

"and many more!"

Mu Jing stopped him again, and said: "This matter is going on in secret, be more careful, don't let those reckless men in the army know, food touches people's hearts, if these guys know, there will be no life for me!"

Now in the twelfth lunar month of winter, there is a shortage of food everywhere. Nanyang's food has not come in, and it is very scarce. If it hadn't been for the capture of Xicheng, and the granary was occupied in advance, and they were not given a chance to destroy the granary, I am afraid they are short of food at this time And retreated.

"My subordinates understand!"

Ye Ru nodded, saluted here, and turned to leave.

"Drink the medicine!"

Ye Ru had just left, and Zhang Ning appeared from that corner, holding a bowl of hot green things in his hand, just looking at it could make Mu Jing's face turn pale.

"Drinking again?" Mu Jing took two steps back with innate fear, licking his face and discussing: "Look, I'm almost cured, and I practiced swordsmanship for a while this morning. Don't eat it!"

Zhang Ning didn't speak, and just looked at him with big smart eyes.

When Mu Jing was watched by him, he suddenly felt a little panicked. Without saying a word, he directly picked up the bowl of medicine, closed his eyes, and gulped it down. After drinking, his whole face was the same as the medicine that night before. up.

The most important thing is that after drinking this bowl of medicine, the smell of stinky swill can remain in his mouth for more than an hour, and it can make him faint.

"Hmph, those who didn't know thought you were drinking poison!"

Zhang Ning gave him a blank stare, turned around and left.

This is a prescription that she personally went deep into the mountain, and it took five days to come up with it. Boil out this bowl of medicine.

"I'd rather drink poison!"

Mujing stuck out his tongue and drank a few sips of water, but the taste didn't change, so he said bitterly.

Although the medicine is bitter and he is very restricted, but I have to say that Zhang Ning, a master of medicine, is afraid that few people can match it in this world, and it is estimated that only a few historical medical masters known by Mu Jing can compare. Compete.

Mujing suffered such a serious injury, in less than half a month, the wound had already healed, the breath in her body had also stabilized, and even some internal injuries had been cleared up. Apart from being weak, her body was basically back to normal.

……

in the afternoon.

Mujing summoned Huang Shao, Chen Dao and others. Except for Zhang Liao who was still in Shangyong to integrate Jingping's second army, all the generals above the captaincy gathered in his study to study the topographic map. , although there was a temporary truce because he captured the west city, he did not dare to relax for a moment.

"Nanzheng is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we want to attack directly, I am afraid it will be a stalemate. Without three months of offensive, it will be difficult to break into the city!" Huang Shao spoke first.

"After the beginning of spring, it may not be easier to fight!"

Chen Dao also said in a low voice: "It will even make them more fully prepared. If they gather all the main forces, it will be really difficult for us to crack this hard nut!"

"Can you bypass Nanzheng, take down other cities first, and then surround Nanzheng!"

A captain of the Yellow Turban Army said in a low voice.

"In this way, it will cost too much for us, and even if it takes a year, we will not be able to do it. Will Yizhou watch it?"

Others objected.

"Zhongheng!" Mu Jing looked at the map quietly, his eyes were a little sore, he beckoned and called Huo Yu.

"exist!"

Huo Yu leaned forward.

"Make a sand table, the map doesn't have that three-dimensional feeling, and the terrain can't be captured in my mind!" Mu Jing whispered in his ear.

"it is good!"

Huo Yu nodded, turned and left.

This is not the first time that the sand table has appeared. Mujing has also tried it before. Huo Yu knows how to do it, but since they attacked Hanzhong, they have been fighting too fast and there is no time. They have always used the map to see clearly surrounding terrain.

"My lord, how do you think you should attack Nanzheng!"

Chen Dao asked suddenly.

"Since the west city is underway, Nanzheng is very close at hand. It is not a problem to fight Nanzheng, the problem is!"

Mujing squinted his eyes, his eyes flickered, he was staring at Nanzheng.

"Once Nanzheng is attacked, the south will definitely not be able to hide it. That guy Liu Yan will never give me a chance to take down the whole of Hanzhong. It seems that we have to plan ahead of time. Xi Zhicai's idea is good, but the mutual The coordination of the time is a problem!"

He was thinking hard about attacking Nanzheng.

Defeating Nanzheng is tantamount to taking Hanzhong into his arms.

This pushed Liu Yan's bottom line. Liu Yan, who turned a blind eye, would watch him sit in Hanzhong, I'm afraid not.

While they were discussing, a spy from the Jingwu Division walked in quickly, and handed over a sealed bamboo tube to Mu Jing: "My lord, Nanyang is in a hurry!"

"Nanyang's rush?"

Mujing opened the bamboo tube himself, and took out a letter sealed with wax paint.

(End of this chapter)