Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 282 Give
Linyu is more than four hundred miles away from Lingzhi.

From the perspective of future generations, the distance is not that far.

But in this world, large armies carrying baggage often can only move at a speed of thirty to forty miles.

What's more, Zhao Yun deliberately slowed down the speed. More than [-] new and old soldiers were mixed into infantry and cavalry, with Xiahoulan's tribe as the front army, and they moved forward at a high speed.

Along the road, there were people from the countryside who came to see him.

Waiting at the roadside with the wine, meat, pigs and sheep that they had collected, they looked quite happy to welcome Master Wang.

This move was not a sign of recognition of the new governor's office. Gongsun Yan's decrees could not be passed through the countryside unimpeded for the time being.

Just out of fear.

Western Liaoning has been encountering barbarian invaders for many years, and people living on this land have responded one after another in order to survive.

The common people in Guizhou, under the organization of the village elders, gathered the children of the village to build walls to protect themselves.

But whether it is a manor, a fortress or a common people's wall, they can still handle small-scale bandits and barbarians.

If there are too many enemies, the big households in the village will lose money and avoid disasters. Proper provision of food will be given in exchange for temporary peace.

Facing a larger-scale regular army, these people in the village were helpless.

After Xiahoulan's former army, who wanted to show off their wealth, walked past with great swagger, many people were already frightened and hid behind the loess walls, trembling.

When Zhao Yunzhongjun Wu Yangyang arrived, looking at the fluttering banner with the word "Zhao", everyone had only one word in their hearts - Kneel.

So they took the initiative to send a letter expressing their willingness to support the army with some food.

Zhao Yun does not lack these provisions, what he needs is an attitude from these people.

An attitude that will help Gongsun Yan completely unite Liaoxi.

Zhao Yun was riding on a black cloud with bright armor, and he was very unhappy because he couldn't run.

Zhao Yun's leather-gloved hand gently patted the side of its neck to comfort it.

He took out the sugar cube wrapped in oil paper from the horse bag and leaned over to feed it.

It chewed it and shook its mane happily. When it saw Zhao Yun feeding Bai Yun who was accompanying him, he stamped his hoofs in anger.

Horseshoes clattered on the ground.

Bai Yun ignored it and nuzzled Zhao Yun's palm with his nose meekly.

"Captain Zhao."

Lao Lei from the front came on horseback to report: "Another old man from the countryside is asking for an audience."

Zhao Yun followed Lao Lei and walked over.

Then he saw dozens of Guizhou people kneeling beside the Chi Road.

In ragged clothes, he knelt and shivered in the withered grass beside the road.

Several carts of grain bags were placed beside them, and a few skinny black pigs and chickens were also brought.

The leader was a gray-haired old man.

When Zhao Yun saw these villagers, he thought of something, his expression softened, and he got off his horse.

"My father-in-law, please get up."

Looking closer, the old man became even more stooped.

The old man didn't dare to get up, but he couldn't resist Zhao Yun's strength, so he held him up with his elbows.

He looked up and saw a very handsome young man, unusually tall and tall in armor.

But when talking to him, he bent slightly and his face looked gentle and smooth.

In these troubled times, even an old man who has lived to a certain age is wise.

Early orders were made to the young men and women in the village to brace themselves and be on guard.

Later, I saw that these soldiers passing through the border had a neat appearance and bright armor.The whole body reveals the word "rich".

After thinking about it, the old man brought some grain to pay the protection fee.

I just hope that the army will not invade.

He glanced at Zhao Yun, guessing that this heroic warrior was not a high-ranking official in the army, but he was quite friendly.

The old man calmed down for a moment, cupped his hands and said, "The common people are from Raopingli nearby. They heard that Captain Zhao's army was passing by, so they came here to pay homage to Captain Zhao."

Zhao Yun knew their intention, but he still said with a pleasant look on his face: "That is Zhao Yun, who went to Linyu to fight against the rebellion. If something happens to me, I just say it's okay."

Unexpectedly, the docile young man in front of him was the commander-in-chief of the army. The white-haired old man was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground again: "I don't know that this is Captain Zhao who is in front of me. Please forgive me for any offence."

Zhao Yun held his elbows firmly and prevented him from kneeling down: "Don't be afraid, old man, we are only here to defeat the Linyu rebels. Please forgive me if we disturb the people."

Then he patiently finished the story of the expedition to Linyu: "There are thieves in Linyu who are attached to the Yuan family. We are going to fight against the rebels. We will conduct a dignified formation and raise the flag of righteousness. If there are soldiers who harass the people, they will be severely punished."

There was no news in the countryside, so the old man knew it.

Those tax collectors Cao, who were like wolves and tigers, took away a lot of grain taxes from them, but they were all devoured by unknown wolves, and none of them was handed over.

They tightened their belts and paid taxes on an empty stomach, but they were all corrupted by those thieves.

The old man was secretly resentful and hurriedly called to the people behind him to offer the rice, grain and pork they had brought.

Zhao Yun looked at them and shook his head.

These people are not powerful right-wingers who need to be intimidated and persuaded, but targets who need to be treated gently to win over.

Not only did Zhao Yun not accept the offer, he also briefly asked the old man about the situation in his hometown. After learning that their crops had failed this year, he allocated ten carts of food from the army to them for the winter.

The old man was confused by his move.

The passing of soldiers is like a comb, and the passing of bandits is like a grate.

Historically, only the army has only exploited the people, but has there ever been such a strange incident of giving away money?
The old man refused again and again and never dared to accept it.

Zhao Yun said warmly, "Don't worry, these are the relief grains allocated by the prefect's mansion."

"Once the Linyu rebels are removed and more tax rebate and poverty alleviation policies are implemented, everyone will be able to spend the winter safely."

Although Zhao Yun never gets involved in government affairs, he still knows the policies.

What's more, he understood Gongsun Yan's intentions and vigorously promoted the New Deal along the way.

The old man seemed to be listening to a book from heaven and still couldn't believe that such a good thing could happen in the world.

Until Zhao Yun mounted his horse again and left, his mind was still in chaos.

Watching the rows of soldiers passing by without looking back.

Looking at the pile of extra grain bags around him.

The old man looked at Zhao Yun's walking back from a distance.

The villagers who followed him were also enlightened.

Until a stunned young man opened the grain bag, took out a handful of wheat grains, and blew away the white foam on the wheat grains. He said excitedly: "It's really wheat, it's wheat."

At this time, the mayor, with agility that was beyond his age, pounced on the grain bags: "I really gave it, I really gave it."

He grabbed two handfuls of wheat with both hands and murmured to himself: "After living for 60 years, this is the first time I have received rice from the government."

The only thing we could do was to plunder it from them. Who would think of giving them a grain of wheat?

During the Great Famine, all the bark, grass and roots were eaten, as well as all the living people. No matter how many relief documents the government issued, not a single grain of wheat fell into their hands.

The old man trembled violently: "Hurry up, Lin Er, run as fast as you can, go and call my grandson, and order a few young men from the countryside to catch up with Captain Zhao's team to help transport food and grass. "

This time I hug Master Wang, sincerely!

(End of this chapter)