"The price of rice in Anling has more than doubled compared to previous years?"
Zhao Hongrun asked in shock.
After hearing this, Lu Zhi fell silent.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun seemed to have thought of something, and worried about gains and losses, he asked: "Is it because King Su went to Sanchuan a while ago and consumed a lot of military rations?"
It's no wonder that Zhao Hongrun thought of this. After all, when he went to Sanchuan, he not only exhausted the granaries on the east side of Chenggao Pass, but the Wei State also used national power to adjust grain from various places.
Therefore, Zhao Hongrun was worried that the unusually high price of rice in Anling might be because of his relationship.
But what made him relieved was that Lu Zhi shook his head after hearing this and said: "Prince Su's expedition to Sanchuan some time ago did have some impact on the price of rice here in Anling, but the most fundamental thing is
The reason is not this... the most fundamental reason is that the magistrate of Anling County does not want us to stay here, and he has repeatedly tried to drive us back to Yanling and Xihua."
As he spoke, he changed his tone and said angrily: "The imperial court has already given Yanling to those Chu people, so where can we go?"
It is not difficult to infer from the tone of this man's words that he was very dissatisfied with the Wei court for handing Yanling over to the Chu people who had defected to Wei.
After hearing this, Zhao Hongrun felt a little embarrassed.
After all, he also contributed to the issue of "giving Yanling and other places to the Chu people who defected to Wei." Although this move properly resettled the more than 400,000 Chu people, it left these original Yanling people homeless.
To be fair, Zhao Hongrun could not be blamed for this matter. After all, he did not expect that Anling would not accept these refugees who fled.
Why not accept it?
Zhao Hongrun couldn't understand.
While talking to Zhao Hongrun, Lu Zhi quickly skinned the jackal and chopped the wolf into pieces with a knife. Then he wrapped a lot of wolf meat in a piece of cloth and said to the little girl: "
Ya'er, go give these to your Uncle Wang, Uncle Ji and the others."
"Oh." The little girl hugged the big cloth bag filled with wolf meat and ran away.
By this time, it was already getting brighter and the refugee camp had become lively.
Zhao Hongrun said goodbye to Lu Zhi and took the Zongwei and Yan Mo for a walk around the refugee camp.
He frowned and found that the food in the refugee camp was very tight, and most of the food here was based on mountain flavors, with almost no rice in sight.
Due to the shortage of food, the residents in this refugee camp are generally sallow and thin, with a declining complexion.
After thinking about it, Zhao Hongrun returned to the residence of Lu Zhi's family and asked the latter straight to the point: "Brother Lu, I just walked around below and found that you are in short supply of food... Didn't Anling County distribute food to you?"
What?"
At that time, Lu Zhi was stewing wolf meat. When he heard this, he lightly mocked: "The Anling County magistrate doesn't like us waiting here, so why would he distribute food to us?...Last year, some people went to Zhaoling.
It is said that the newly appointed magistrate of Zhaoling County opened a warehouse to release grain."
"The new magistrate of Zhaoling County? Oh, it's the former magistrate of Linying County, Zhao Zhun."
Zhao Hongrun nodded suddenly, and then asked curiously: "Then why don't the remaining people move to Zhaoling together?"
Lu Zhi shook his head when he heard this and said: "Zhaoling County is also overcrowded... The "overcrowding" in Zhaoling County is true. It is said that the county magistrate even vacated the county government office, and he and I and other refugees
Living together outside the city, we are not ignorant people, and we don't want to add more burdens to Zhaoling County."
After hearing this, Zhao Honghu asked: "Zhaoling County is 'really' overcrowded. So, is it true?"
When Lu Zhi heard this, he glanced at Zhao Hongrun, smiled lightly, and said, "Isn't it right in front of the young master?"
"Anling?"
Zhao Hongrun subconsciously glanced at Anling County, which was just around the corner, with a cold look in his eyes.
At this time, suddenly there was a sound of fighting outside the refugee camp.
Hearing that voice, a look of resentment appeared on Lu Zhi's face, and he said to his daughter, who was standing in front of the cooking pot with her fingers in her mouth: "Ya'er, protect your mother. Dad will come as soon as he goes!"
After that, he picked up the knife he had just used to butcher the wolf meat and hurried towards the direction where the noise came from.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun became suspicious and quickly chased after him.
While chasing, he called Lu Zhi.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, what happened?"
Hearing Zhao Hongrun's call, Lu Zhi slowed down, frowned and said to the former: "Master, please don't get involved in this muddy water."
Zhao Hongrun still insisted on asking. Seeing this, Lu Zhisui told Zhao Hongrun that it was the county soldiers from Anling County who came out of the city to drive them away as refugees, and a conflict broke out between the two sides.
Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun was shocked and angry.
Although these refugees are said to be from Yanling, Xihua and other places, since they have come to Anling, they should be protected by Anling County. But Anling County actually sent county soldiers to expel these refugees?
"Then Magistrate Anling, what do you do for food?!"
Zhao Hongrun's expression suddenly darkened, and his aura was completely different from the smiling face just now. Even Lu Zhi, an adult, felt shuddering.
"Take me to see it!" Zhao Hongrun said in a deep voice.
"...Yes." Lu Zhi was intimidated by Zhao Hongrun's momentum and obediently led Zhao Hongrun to the place where the noise came from.
Sure enough, in the distance, hundreds of uniformly dressed county soldiers were seen clashing with a group of men from a group of ragged refugees.
The former were armed with sticks, while the latter were either bare-handed or holding various objects as weapons. The two sides fought together, destroying many refugee shacks, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
Among the county soldiers, there was a man who looked like the leader. He was shouting at the top of his lungs: "...don't you guys understand human language? The county boss asked you to move him before winter last year.
Because of the heavy snowfall, we allow you to delay until today, and you still have to rely on this place...Today, you have to move whether you want to move or not!"
"..."
Zhao Hongrun stood watching from a distance and did not immediately intervene.
Because in his opinion, the refugee side clearly has the upper hand.
This is no wonder. After all, after talking with Lu Zhi, Zhao Hongrun learned that there are still 40,000 to 50,000 refugees in the area, and there are more than thousands of able-bodied young people among them. How can there be only a few hundred county soldiers?
The opponent for a thousand angry refugee men?
However, at this moment, something unbelievable happened to Zhao Hongrun.
Perhaps because he saw that his own county soldiers were no match for him with sticks alone, the leader of the county soldiers actually pulled out the saber at his waist and chopped down a refugee man who attacked him to the ground.
"Use your weapons! Use your weapons!" the county soldier shouted with a ferocious look on his face.
Upon hearing this, the county soldiers threw away their sticks and drew their weapons one by one.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the number of casualties among the refugee men reached dozens.
"That's unreasonable!"
Zhao Hongrun knew that he could no longer sit idly by and shouted angrily: "Yan Mo, summon the Yanling soldiers!"
"yes!"
Under Lu Zhi's surprised gaze, Yan Mo took out a horn from his arms, put it to his mouth and blew it.
"Woo-wu-wu-wu-"
Three bugles sounded, shocking the county soldiers and refugees who were fighting together.
"Military...bugle?"
"Why are there bugles?"
Just as the two sides were looking at each other, the five hundred Yanling soldiers who were temporarily stationed next to the woods south of Anling rushed over after hearing the military bugle.
"Tap tap tap——"
The five hundred Yanling soldiers were seen trotting all the way to this place quickly with neat steps. This scene frightened the county soldiers and the refugees into not daring to act rashly.
"Yan Ling Army..."
The county soldier leader saw a little doubt in his eyes when he saw the flag of the 500-man army.
Anling and Yanling are so close, how could he not know about the Yanling army?
But the question is, what is this Yanling army composed of former Chu people doing in Anling?
You must know that Qu Cheng, the general of the Yanling Army, did not dare to offend Anling in the past and never allowed his Yanling Army to set foot on Anling's territory.
However, at this moment, the Yanling Army has entered Anling County in a majestic manner. What does this mean?
In the Wei State, there was only one person besides the Emperor of Wei who could mobilize the Yanling Army. Apart from this person, not even the Ministry of War could directly order the Yanling Army.
And this person is that King Su!
"The Yanling army obeys the order!"
Just when the county soldier leader was surprised by the sudden appearance of the Yanling Army, Zhao Hongrun separated from the crowd, stepped out, pointed at the county soldiers, and ordered in a deep voice to the Yanling soldiers: "Take these county soldiers."
, collect their weapons, and if anyone attempts to resist, kill them on the spot!"
"drink!"
The five hundred Yanling soldiers shouted in unison, holding long spears and approaching the county soldiers who looked confused and frightened. Although the county soldiers were more numerous than the five Yanling soldiers, no one dared to resist.
No wonder, after all, one is a county soldier and the other is a garrison, so the status of the two is different.
In the complicated eyes of those refugees, the Yanling Army quickly took control of the situation, forced the landing of hundreds of county soldiers, and then treated the wounded under Zhao Hongrun's order.
At the same time, Zhao Hongrun came to the county soldier leader under the protection of the Zongwei and Yan Mo.
"Fifteen or sixteen years old, short..."
"Su...King Su."
The county soldier's head was shaking all over, and he knelt down with a thud.
"..." Zhao Hongrun ignored this person and spread his right hand flatly.
Zongwei Chief Wei Jiao was stunned, not quite understanding what His Highness meant, but Zhou Pu understood, picked up a stick from the ground, and put it in Zhao Hongrun's hand.
There was a loud bang, and the stick in Zhao Hongrun's hand was swung hard on the head of the county soldier leader. The latter grunted, blood flowed from his forehead, but he didn't dare to make any move and lay prone on the ground.
"Crack."
Zhao Hongrun casually threw the stick stained with blood on the ground, looked at the county leader in front of him, and said in a tone that did not allow for refutation: "Go back and tell the magistrate of Anling County that he will be called within a stick of incense."
, get in front of me... Otherwise, I can guarantee that no one in my great Wei Dynasty can save him!"
"Yes, yes..."
Ignoring the blood on his forehead, the county soldier rolled and crawled towards Anling County.