Zhang Tian stood up awkwardly, not daring to stay where he was for any longer. He just glared at Chen Mu and said, "I will definitely settle the score!"
"Hey! I'll fuck you..."
Chen Mu frowned and raised his knife, pretending to strike. Zhang Tian shrank his head, and then he fled towards Shu with his men in despair.
Zhang Bowen looked at the people who were running away, and said with a solemn expression: "Now, the relationship between you and the court is getting more and more tense."
Chen Mu sheathed the knife, then gave a wry smile and said: "You have already sent people to assassinate me, why do you care? As long as you don't show your face, you can just live with it."
Zhang Bowen nodded: "Then how long will it take for us to open the warehouse and stock the grain?"
"We can open warehouses to transport grain tomorrow. Some states and counties are far away and we can't delay it any longer."
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After saying that, Zhang Bowen returned to Bajun and began to make some preparations for transporting grain.
As for Chen Mu, looking at these dozens of corpses, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
It's very similar to a saying from the previous life: having a sword in your hand and not using it are two different things.
If it weren't for the prisoners on death row who were privately raised by Zhang Bowen that day, the grains he planted would have been robbed before his eyes.
Military force, these things are fundamental after all. Without strong military protection, even if Yizhou is managed as a rich and powerful country in the future, it will be just a fat sheep to be slaughtered.
No matter what, we must expand Yizhou’s military strength after all!
In the early morning of the next day, carts of food were taken out of Ba County.
The grain transport team was divided into three groups. Zhang Bowen went to the Bingzhou area of Qingzhou in the north, and Wang Zimo went to the Jiangnan area.
As for Chen Mu, he is also leaving Shu and going to Jiaozhou area.
Even though he is now being targeted by the imperial court, since he wants to win over the people this time, Chen Mu has to go to the disaster relief in person.
Jiaozhou happens to be next to Yizhou. In the previous life, this place should have been in the Guangdong and Vietnam areas. It is the farthest from the center of power in the north. Compared with Chen Mu, it is relatively safe.
This time, he brought 5,000 people with him, 3,000 of whom were workers hired to transport food, and the remaining 2,000 were soldiers, who were used to escort the food to prevent it from being robbed by the hungry people.
When we followed the Diandi and entered Jiaozhou, we saw nothing but desolation on the plain. Even the bark of some surrounding trees had been chewed clean.
Everyone was shocked!
I have only heard about how desolate and scary the scene was during the famine, but when I actually saw it, I realized what it meant to be shocking.
Along the way, we passed many villages and farmhouses, but except for the bones lying on the ground, there was no one there. Many human bones had been chopped into pieces, and there was a cauldron next to them.
Everyone angrily criticized these people for cannibalizing their own kind and showing no regard for human ethics. As for Chen Mu, he looked like it was natural.
Humans are also animals. When they are about to starve to death, it is normal for them to eat their own kind. What kind of human ethics doctrine is irrelevant when it comes to survival.
It was not until dusk in the afternoon that the convoy finally arrived in the capital of Jiaozhou.
Jiaozhou Mu was already waiting in front of the city gate. When he saw Chen Mu coming with a cart full of food, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Brother Chen, I finally got you here!"
The dignified Jiao Zhou Mu was now in a state of dilapidation, with stains on his face and disheveled hair. Apart from the python robe unique to Zhou Mu, he was really no different from a disaster victim.
Even though Chen Mu was now the savior, considering that the other party was Zhou Mu after all and was a hundred steps away, he dismounted and walked.
This scene actually made Jiaozhou Mu feel a little admired. He had unparalleled achievements and was able to rule a state in his twenties. He thought he was an arrogant and arrogant person, but he didn't expect him to be so humble.
Jiaozhou Mu was about forty years old. Although he didn't know who he was, at least he made a good impression on Chen Mu when he met him for the first time.
Chen Mu held up his hands and said, "Yizhou is some distance away from here. I have made Jiaozhou Mu wait for a long time, and I still don't know how to call it?"
"Shi Jun, Brother Chen, let's talk in detail later. The people in the city are just waiting for you to eat!"
Without further ado, Chen Mu entered Jiaozhou City with carts of grain.
At first glance, the majestic capital city of Yizhou seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, with various negative magnetic fields such as bad luck, death energy, resentment, etc. mixed together to create this feeling, which made Chen Mu feel uncomfortable.
Jiaozhou Mu sent people to find several large pots and couldn't wait to start cooking porridge.
Even the state shepherd swallowed his saliva longingly as he looked at the rice grains at the bottom of the pot.
"Shizhou Mu is in charge of a state, but he doesn't have any food in his house?"
After all, he is the master of a state, so anyone can go hungry, but the food of a state's pastor should not be in short supply.
Shi Jun smiled bitterly: "Hey, there were quite a lot at first, but when I saw those hungry children and old people, I couldn't help but share it with them. Share it with them. In the end, I was still hungry, but
It's all right now. Once you come, Brother Chen, the people will be saved."
Hearing this, Chen Mu nodded secretly. This man was selfless. Even if he managed Yizhou in an orderly manner, he could not do it to this extent of sacrificing himself for others.
Soon, the porridge was stewed by the fire, and everyone rushed out of the house as people shouted to each other.
There were children aged seven or eight, young adults in their twenties and thirties, and some elderly people who were being helped along.
But all of them have one characteristic, they are like skeletons covered in layers of human skin, they look extremely scary.
Of course, there are also a small number of people who have steady steps and are just like normal people. Chen Mu knows that some people still have a lot of food in their homes.
Yizhou's grain reserves are already in short supply, but these people can't help but eat and drink.
But tens of thousands of people soon gathered, and it would be impossible to single them out one by one.
After thinking about it, Chen Mu picked up the horse manure on the ground with a knife and threw it into the pot.
Shi Jun, who was just about to scoop out the porridge, saw the horse dung floating on the surface of the porridge and said with suppressed anger: "Brother Chen, what are you doing!"
Chen Mu smiled, glanced at some people in the crowd who looked disgusted, and whispered: "Some people's families are not short of food. People who are about to starve to death are not afraid of horse excrement, let alone human excrement."
Do you mind, I am doing this just so that these porridges can be eaten in the mouths of real refugees."
When he heard that this was the truth, Shi Jun couldn't help but admired: "This is a wonderful plan. We should continue to distribute grain like this in the future."
There are tens of thousands of people in the city, and he is afraid that some people will eat too much. Chen Mu deliberately places alms points in the city, receiving food on the left and eating on the right. A bowl of porridge is indeed not full, but eating full is not the goal at the moment. Just hang your life on it.
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After working hard until midnight, the food distribution was finally completed. Feeling that there was something in their stomachs, the people felt the hope of survival and returned to their houses with satisfaction.
As for Shi Jun and Chen Mu, they came to the city head and felt the desolate night breeze of late autumn.
While drinking the porridge, Shi Jun promised: "Brother Chen doesn't need to drag the grain to the grain store to sell it, just leave it to me. In the years of famine, money is the least valuable thing. You can get whatever you want."
Chen Mu smiled and nodded: "We don't want to make a fortune from disaster. Ten cents a pound is enough."
"The price is too cheap. It's twenty cents. Brother Chen, don't refuse. The extra ten cents are enough to make a friend."
This is the first time I have seen someone bargaining for money, but Jiaozhou is located on the coast and there is indeed no shortage of money. I am afraid that Chen Mu will earn millions of taels of silver in Jiaozhou alone.