Three Kingdoms: Liu Bei seeks the master and seeks to conquer the world

Chapter 67 The strategy of Huairou, praise Liu Beiren again
At the foot of Gaotang City, Guan Hai looked at the porridge shed at the gate of the city, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

He was ordered to surprise Gaotang City, but what he saw was porridge sheds built one by one.

Da Da Da~
There was a sound of hurried footsteps from far to near.

"Brother Hai." A ragged yellow scarf boy brought a bowl of steaming porridge with whole grains, and swallowed his saliva: "There is a notice in the porridge shed, saying that it is under the order of Liu Bei, Prime Minister of Pingyuan, and all county officials are responsible for the relief. The victims of the disaster under the yellow turban."

The yellow turban boy's tone was a bit complicated.

They are the yellow scarves who want to do justice for the sky, but it is the government that provides relief.

Guan Hai stirred the multigrain porridge in the bowl with chopsticks, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Isn't it porridge? It's not mixed with sand and grass? Is it like this in every porridge shed?"

Most of the porridge for disaster relief is mixed with sand and grass leaves, the purpose is to prevent non-disaster victims from grabbing food.

And because the food is limited, most of it is porridge, which can make people hunger and starve to death.

But the multigrain porridge in front of Guan Hai is not only so sticky that chopsticks can't pour it, but also no sand and grass leaves are mixed in the porridge. How can Guan Hai not be surprised by this?

The yellow-turban boy nodded: "There are few people going there now. I made a special trip to see every porridge shed. They are all such multi-grain porridge, and—"

The yellow-turban boy paused, and licked his parched lips again: "Every porridge pot is mixed with salt water."

"Even salt water?" Guan Hai's eyes widened instantly.

How can the porridge for disaster relief be so extravagant as to be mixed with salt water!

The tone of the yellow-turban boy suddenly became a little low: "The porridge maker said that this person has no strength if he doesn't eat salt, and the victims of the disaster are not livestock, so they can't just cook some porridge and deal with it."

"Brother Hai, shall we still fight?"

The yellow scarf boy's tone became hesitant.

Guan Hai glanced around, and the yellow scarves who followed all turned their eyes away, not daring to look at Guan Hai.

beat?
How is this played?
The government is doing disaster relief, and the Yellow Turban is going to fight the city?
Xu Qi is an extreme egoist, if he encounters such a situation, he will definitely take the opportunity to seize the city gate.

But Guan Hai is different, he is originally from Pingyuan Guan, he has a good impression of Liu Bei's benevolence, and he has the teachings of his uncle Guan Ding, so there is still a passion in his heart.

Let Guan Hai take advantage of the opportunity of disaster relief to sneak attack Gaotang City, Guan Hai can't do it!

But if they didn't attack Gaotang City by surprise, they would have to flee for the two hundred yellow scarves when Guan Yu came back.

At that time, it will be difficult for Guan Hai to return to Xu Qi.

Suddenly, Guan Hai fell into a dilemma.

In the city, Hu Zhao let two hundred county soldiers hide behind the city gate to recharge their batteries and keep their armor close to their bodies.

Although there were deviations in his previous virtues, Hu Zhao's intelligence is excellent when it comes to being the county magistrate.

To be able to change himself and become someone Liu Bei is willing to trust while being in the same rank as Ren Gaotangling, what Hu Zhao used was not virtue but a pragmatic talent that was far superior to ordinary scholars.

Hu Zhao knew how to measure, and he never forgot his job as the county magistrate when he was a corrupt official, so he understood the job of the county magistrate even more when he was an upright official.

In Gaotang City, there is money and food!

Liu Bei gathered food in the city, and the hoarded money and food was to deal with the disaster of refugees caused by the Yellow Turban disaster.

Since Shangguan is not greedy, why does Hu Zhao have to be greedy for ink?

Therefore, Hu Zhaona was not stingy at all for the miscellaneous grain porridge for disaster relief. It was not only sticky but also mixed with salt water, and he took the opportunity to promote Liu Bei's benevolence.

In this way, not only can the refugees be appeased, but they can also flatter Liu Bei in a way that is not annoying.

In public and private, Hu Zhao has achieved the ultimate.

Although Hu Zhao is good at drilling, and he is not as enlightened as Hua Ji, but Hu Zhao can handle affairs according to Shangguan's preferences.

Zheng Ping promoted Hu Zhao as county magistrate after Liu Bei entered Pingyuan County, and he also valued this advantage of Hu Zhao.

In this chaotic world, it is an extravagant expectation to expect talents with both ability and political integrity to come to vote one after another.

Restraining virtue by laws and making good use of their talents, meritocracy is always a good way to select talents.

"When it comes to fighting, I, Hu Zhao, can't do it, but when it comes to appeasing the victims, I, Hu Zhao, am very good at it!" Hu Zhao stroked his mustache, a little complacently.

At this moment, a wave of refugees appeared in the distance, they were the old and weak women and children who had been coerced by Xu Qi.

Hu Zhao's eyes froze, and then, as if he had changed into a different person, he gave the order decisively: "Let the scouts go forward and read out the porridge shed notice; beat the drum as a warning!"

The scout team went forward to read the notice to prevent the victims from looting porridge and rice, beat drums as a warning, and made the county soldiers prepare for battle.

The scouts who received the order rode out of the city one after another, carrying the flag with the word "Liu Bei" painted on it, and headed towards the refugees.

"According to the order of Xuande, Prime Minister of Pingyuan, twenty porridge sheds have been set up at the gate of the city."

"Fellow folks, get the porridge in an orderly manner."

"If you don't have bowls and chopsticks, please go to the shed on the left to get them first."

"Mr. Xuande will not abandon any of you!"

One by one, the scouts rode their horses and shouted back and forth.

Before Guan Yu and Hua Ji were promoting Liu Bei's benevolence, now Hu Zhao is also promoting Liu Bei's benevolence.

With the porridge shed in front of me, the aroma of the porridge wafted in the wind.

"It's the smell of porridge, it's really porridge, thank you Xuande Gong!"

"Quick, go get the bowls and chopsticks, I've been hungry all day."

"Mr. Xuande is benevolent, I finally see a good official like Mr. Xuande who loves the people again."

"My son, if you persist, Auntie will get you the porridge right now."

"Mother, mother, don't sleep, you have something to eat."

"Grandpa, rest here and wait for your grandson to come back."

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The hungry refugees flocked to the porridge shed.

It's autumn now, and the climate in Qingzhou is getting colder.

When you are hungry and cold, you can drink a mouthful of hot multigrain porridge, which is more comforting than delicacies from mountains and seas.

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Guan Hai leaned against the stone pier with a knife in his hand, still struggling in his heart.

"Brother Hai, a lot of people have come to the porridge shed, and they are all picking up the porridge." The yellow-turban boy returned again, his tone a little excited: "Not only that, there is someone registering at the gate, saying that no one from the village will be allowed to spend the night outside the city today. "

Guan Hai stood up suddenly, his eyes widened again: "Can the folks enter the city?"

The yellow scarf boy nodded again and again: "The county magistrate Hu Zhao personally came to the door and said that two months ago, Gaotang City was building a shelter for the folks. Although it can only be used as a floor for the time being, it can at least provide shelter from the wind and rain."

"It's all orders from Lord Xuande!"

The yellow scarf boy subconsciously added an honorific title when addressing Liu Bei.

"Hu Zhao, that corrupt official?" Guan Hai was even more surprised.

After all, he had committed crimes in Gaotang County, so Guan Hai naturally knew who Hu Zhao was.

The yellow-turban boy scratched his head: "Brother Hai, I think that Hu County Prime Minister is kind-hearted, and he doesn't look like a corrupt official. He saw that I was dressed in rags, and gave me his cloak, saying that it was cold, so I don't want to wear it." It's freezing."

Only then did Guan Hai realize that the yellow scarf boy had an extra cloak on his outside.

"Hu Zhao, a corrupt official, actually gave you a cloak to keep out the cold?" Guan Hai was inexplicably shocked.

(End of this chapter)