Chapter 2081 Equivalent exchange, wave of refugees
South of Wuguan, north of Zhuyang.
This area was originally mostly deserted and sparsely populated, but now, it has changed again.
No one knows which family the once-abandoned Wubao in front of them originally belonged to. The place where the lintel should be placed inside the Wubao is unknown because it was taken away or was chopped down later.
Anyway, no signs such as county number, hall, etc. were left behind.
Zhuge Liang probably belongs to the Yuan family, but he may also belong to other Runan noble clans. After all, before the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there were many noble clan forts in Runan County.
The damaged walls of Wubao are being continuously raised, and the walls of Wubao that have exposed rammed earth have been re-consolidated and then sealed with stones. However, these stones have basically not been polished, and various exposed parts have been exposed.
The trenches surrounding the dock are also being re-excavated to clear out the clogged silt, but no water has been drawn in yet.
Whether it is repairing the wall of Wubao, digging ditches, or quarrying stones and transporting soil from the surrounding area, manpower is required, and these manpower are the continuous influx of refugees from Jingzhou.
The soldiers on duty inside and outside Wubao are hussars with bright armor and waving flags. Even if they see them from a distance, they know they are not easy to mess with. These hussars are orderly controlling the refugees or recruiting laborers.
, or allocate rations, and some distribute some working tools, etc. It is these hussars and horses who are in charge. Although these refugees are not as rigorous as the military formations, they are not as rigorous as the army.
Well, at least there are goals and orders.
Most of the refugees are people who still have some desire to live and want to survive in the misery. However, they often lose hope as they go, and then various problems break out. So when these refugees feel that there is hope
When you can live a good life, some dirty and unbearable things will be reduced accordingly.
Some slightly stronger refugee men were following the orders of the hussar soldiers for transportation and repair. They also built some simple shacks on the dry ground outside the dock, which were roughly triangular in shape and looked like doghouses.
An ordinary simple shack.
Most of these homeless men are doing it while they can't help but turn their heads to look at the place where the smoke is rising inside the Wubao. Sometimes they can't help but lift their noses to smell it, even though they are so far away.
Basically they can't smell anything, but those multigrain pancakes and a bowl of thin hot wild vegetable soup that can make their throats sore are their biggest cravings at the moment.
At least, when facing the food cooked by the hussar soldiers and cooks, it can be proved that they can still act like a human being, eating human food instead of eating that... and at the same time, they can also act like a responsible person.
A man lives on as usual, burdening the entire family and bringing hope to the young and old in the family.
Strong women, young and old, if they could move, basically received their errands, and then went around to collect supplies, such as a bundle of dry firewood, a bag of soil, a handful of wild vegetables, or something they picked up from nowhere.
A tiny bird's egg can be replaced with a bowl of hot soup. Although there is no actual food in the hot soup that can satiate the stomach, at most it is some porridge of wild vegetables that can make a person's face, but it will warm the stomach.
It can also restore humanity and rekindle the flame of life.
If you give, you will gain.
Where there is work, there is food.
Will this fort become an important defensive location in the future? Maybe, maybe not.
It is equally uncertain whether the craftsmanship in building a fort must be superb or how beautiful the repair must be.
Zhuge Liang is here not to issue so many errands to make these refugees work, but to inadvertently bring back the refugees whose order is on the verge of collapse through a very simple exchange rule.
Normal, or relatively normal rules of human society.
At the same time, in the process of continuous work, these refugees also learned how to build simple shacks, how to collect various foods in the wild, how to make some simple tools, etc., which will naturally make them more confident for the rest of their journey.
There is some protection.
This may be more important than simple relief.
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly and stood on the wall of Wubao Village, wearing an ephedra gray robe, mixed in among the soldiers. If he hadn't looked carefully, who would have known that he was actually in charge of these three or four thousand refugees, and that there would even be more in the future.
There are so many refugees coming, but it’s just a young man like this?
Those who come, of course also leave.
"Zhuge is ready for his work..." A chief came forward to report.
"I remember, your name is...Wang Dahu?" Zhuge Liang smiled and nodded, "Do a good job and be careful along the way. Let's set off."
Chief Wang Dahu was a little excited, straightened his back, loudly accepted the order, then turned around and went down.
Wang Dahu passed through Wubao and arrived at the north side of Wubao. He stood in front of a group of refugees who had assembled. He looked at the dozen or so soldiers under his command, then turned to look at the refugee queue behind the soldiers and shouted loudly:
"Follow it! Just follow it! Be honest, I guarantee that nine out of ten people will be able to enter the prison alive! Those who are sneaky, those who are sneaky, those who are deliberately sabotaging, do you see it?!"
Wang Dahu took out his knife and chopped a wooden stake next to him into two pieces. "I don't rub sand in my eyes, and I don't recognize anyone under the knife! Do you all understand?!"
There were sparse responses from the refugees, and more of them opened their eyes in fear and huddled up.
"Everyone is here!" Wang Dahu shouted loudly, "First team, turn around! Let's go! Second team, third team follow!"
One team consists of one hundred people, which means that Wang Dahu, with a team of ten people, will lead these more than three hundred people through Wuguan and into Chang'an in the next process.
"Follow everyone, don't fall behind!"
"When we arrived in Guanzhong, there were fields and farm tools!"
"After walking ten miles, you can rest for a quarter of an hour. You can only have something to eat when you reach the end of the field!"
"Let's go, let's go! Whose child is over there, bring it back..."
Wang Dahu led him all the way and walked away slowly. After such a trip, as long as he can lead him well, Wang Dahu will accumulate a lot of leadership experience, and the day when he will be promoted from a low-level commander to a non-commissioned officer is naturally just around the corner...
"Mother..." In the queue, a young and somewhat thin child raised his neck and asked, "Where is Guanzhong...? Will it be good?"
"Yes, it will be good... there will be food, land, and maybe even cattle..." the woman murmured, with hope in her eyes, "it will be fine... everything will be fine..."
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At the same time, there were also a large number of refugees in another place.
Zigui.
Qu Yuan had a wise sister who came back after hearing that Yuan was exiled, so she was called Sister Gui.
There is the Qu family in Zigui, and there is also a huge manor. But outside the manor, there are refugees all over the mountains and plains, which makes everyone in the Qu family frightened. Inside the Qu family's manor, the villagers, villagers, and villagers are all still there.
Those who could afford sticks and spears stood on the village walls to patrol. Even so, no one felt safe. The refugees were gathering more and more, which made everyone extremely afraid. There were so many half-starved and half-fed people.
Refugees gather in the cold wind. If something goes wrong, it will be a chaos. Thousands of people can drown everything around them in the blink of an eye!
At that time, these refugees will not care whether the Qu family is the descendant of Qu Yuan or not, whether the Qu family is a good person or a bad person. The Qu family's barn will be robbed, the Qu family's men will be killed, and the women will be humiliated.
If that moment comes, life would be worse than death!
The steward of Qu's Manor stood on the wall of the courtyard, looking at the crowds of people with a pale face. These were refugees who had fled from Jingzhou Nanjun. Their clothes were in tatters, and they seemed to be wearing everything they could bring and find.
It's like it's wrapped around the body, dragging around like a zombie wrapped in cloth. There are at least one or two thousand refugees gathered outside Qu's manor. Although the number of people doesn't seem to be very large, the hedgehogs are gathered in one place at the moment.
, already quite a visual impact. Among the crowd, many were staring at the manor. The hunger revealed in their eyes, and the madness hidden under the hunger, made people standing behind the wall.
The steward's eyelids kept twitching.
If the Han Dynasty had stabilized the country, of course these people would not dare to do anything. But let alone the Han Dynasty, even Jingzhou is finished. The original ruling system has lost its deterrence to these refugees. In order to survive,
These refugees will struggle wildly, tearing apart and devouring everything in their way!
It would be fine if these refugees were all ordinary farmers, but now there is a lot of fighting in Xiangyang and Jiangling in Jingzhou. Not all the soldiers in Jingzhou before may have died in battle or surrendered. Some are missing, and these who have seen bloodshed
If a human soldier has a single thought...
The Qu family's manor does not have a Xiongguan-type defense system, or in other words, most of the manor's defense capabilities are not very good. Thanks to Qu Yuan's reputation, the Qu family is also quite prestigious in Zigui, and is willing to do good things, but there is no
Thinking about this good reputation in peacetime, it has now become a source of disaster.
"Go to the Qu family. The Qu family has money and food, but I have nothing..."
"Mr. Qu is kind-hearted and will definitely provide food. Look at me, I am so poor that I am reduced to chaff..."
"It's not that I don't give it, it's that the harvest this year is really not good... The Qu family even built the road back then. Think about it, could you have built it if you didn't have money or food?"
"Go, go, I won't even be late and you'll be eaten up..."
"Get out! There's nothing here. If you come back again, I'll beat you to death!"
"..."
Regardless of whether the surrounding places are intentional or unintentional, countless refugees are flocking to Qu's place. Gradually, various noises are heard. Some people say that there are three hundred stones of food and grass in Qu's manor.
, but the next day it became a thousand stones, and now it has become tens of thousands of stones...
Pairs of hungry eyes stared intently at the manor and fortress in front of them, with walls only one foot high and an unknown amount of grain and rice stored inside.
"We really don't have that much food in the village!" The steward of Qu's manor almost burst into tears, "There really isn't, I'm not going to lie to you! There really isn't!"
"Liar! If there is really no food, why don't you let us go in and take a look?"
"Yes! Let us in!"
"Please, Master Qu, be kind and give me some food..."
"..."
There were shouts and shouts one after another, and the steward of Qu's Manor was breaking out in cold sweat. He knew that even though these refugees were still somewhat wary of the spears and clubs of the villagers on the wall, this would definitely not last long...
Just when the manager of Qu's Manor was pleading hard but to no avail, the refugees gathered in the outer circle seemed to be a little restless. Soon, a group of soldiers seemed to have broken through the waves and opened a path among the refugees.
Arriving in front of Qu's Manor.
Currently, a person is wearing a suit of armor that is not old. The iron plates on the armor are blue and black. There are red tassels floating in the air on the armor. Under the armor, he is wearing a bright red battle robe. The corners of the clothes are in the air as he marches.
Floating in the wind, he held a mouth-swallowing ring-headed sword in his hand, with red silk fluttering at the head of the ring, and some red paint on the black scabbard as decoration.
Even if he didn't recognize the flag, his outfit made the steward of Qu's Manor still dare not slack off. He quickly raised his hands and saluted on the wall of the manor: "I wonder which general has arrived? May I ask his name?"
Nowadays, copper and iron are hard currencies that can be used as general equivalents. Even the county lieutenants in Zigui County may not be able to get this armor together. If another war horse is added, then the manor manager will probably have to leave immediately.
Go down to the village wall and kneel on the ground...
Wang Sheng also thinks so. If he can have another horse... By the way, Wang Sheng has changed his name now, from birth to double, because on the one hand, he wants to make a clean break with his previous life and start riding a horse again.
He is starting his new career. On the other hand, he feels that this is his second life...
"My surname is Wang!" The newly renamed Wang Shuang laughed loudly, "Where is the head of the Qu family? Something good is coming!"
The steward of Qu's Manor slowly straightened up, the flattering smile on his face gradually faded away, and his waist straightened a little: "You have any position? What's the good thing?"
Wang Shuang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Wasn't it a big change in just one sentence? Wang Shuang was not a member of the noble clan, and he didn't know the rules. Before he opened his mouth, he was dressed well, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly
After breaking the skill, he immediately let Qu's manager know Wang Shuang's details.
Wang Shuang suddenly felt a little angry, and shouted with eyes wide open: "I am here on the orders of General Xiuqi to conquer Shu! Let the head of the Qu family come to see you! Come, show the flag!"
Someone behind Wang Shuang pulled out the three-color flag from his arms, put it on a spear, and then raised it high. Suddenly the three-color flag fluttered fiercely in the wind...
The manor steward's legs suddenly went weak. If he hadn't been holding on to the manor wall with his hands, he would have collapsed all of a sudden. "Hero, don't be joking..."
"That one is kidding you!" Wang Shuang pointed at the three-color flag and shouted, "Are you blind? Didn't you see what this is?! Stop talking! Move faster!"
The manor steward swallowed, feeling his head buzzing.
Although Zigui is far away from the battlefield in the Central Plains, and if it had not been for the turmoil in Jingzhou, there would have been very few sword fights, but after so many years, I have been somewhat aware of the wars in the Heluo North area of the Central Plains.
The great Han Hussar rose up like a miracle and fought in the north and south. Some people say that the Hussar troops are all ferocious, while others say that they are all heroes and heroes. But no matter what, there is a basic argument for the combat effectiveness of the Hussar army, that is, compared with
The county soldiers who are as big as Han are many times stronger...
Suddenly hearing the news, the manor manager's face turned pale. Looking at Wang Shuang and others outside the manor wall, seeing these soldiers standing among hundreds of refugees but still looking calm, he couldn't help but gasp.
A breath, no matter it was true or false, had to be reported to the head of the family, so the manor steward said, "Wait a minute, good man... I will go and report it right now..."
In the manor, although Qu Cheng, the head of the Qu family, was sitting in the hall and seemed to be at peace, his face was actually pale and his hands and feet were shaking. He had sent someone to ask for help from the magistrate of Zigui County, but after a few days, what happened?
There is no news, only that there are more and more refugees outside the manor, and their mood is becoming more and more unstable...
"Master!"
The steward of the manor rushed over panting, and was shocked, "What's wrong with the refugees? Are you going to take action?"
"Uh..." the manor steward took a breath and said, "This... this is not yet..."
"Huh..." Qu Cheng's pale face began to have some color, and he was obviously relaxed a lot. He tremblingly picked up the tea on the table, "Then... what's the matter?"
"The hussar general of the Han Dynasty has sent people..." the manor steward said in a low voice.
"Bang!" Qu Cheng's hand shook and he couldn't hold the tea bowl. It fell on the wooden floor in the hall, leaving a large stain of tea, like spilled blood, which made Qu Cheng suddenly feel
Somewhat dizzy, "Wha...what?!"
"Big Han Hussar...ah? Patriarch? Patriarch!" Before the manor steward could finish speaking, he saw Qu Cheng rolling his eyes and falling backwards. He was so frightened that he immediately shouted, "Someone is coming! Patriarch is fainting."
fall down!"
Suddenly there was a commotion...
The manager of the manor is also a little at a loss. The owner of the manor, Qu Cheng, is not in good health. This is something everyone knows, but at this juncture...
There are not only thousands of refugees in front of this gate, but also Han Hussars soldiers who don’t know whether they are real or fake. If no one makes up their mind, this will really be a disaster!
Are you afraid that God is going to destroy the Qu family?
"Uncle De..." Just when the manor manager didn't know what to do, a slightly childish voice sounded from behind him, "What happened outside?"
The manor steward quickly turned around and said, "Ah, Master, this..."
"Father is unable to take charge of the affairs now..." Qu Cheng's son, Qu Huang said, "Will it be delayed until Father wakes up? If the matter is urgent, just tell me first..."
The steward of the manor hesitated for a moment, but quickly told what had happened in the manor.
"Under the command of General Hussar?" Qu Huang frowned, "Let's go see the last one..."
