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

Chapter 290 Zhumin
The cold wind swept by with large clumps of snowflakes.

In the gullies of the dirt road, the blood flowing condensed into the color of ruby, and was then covered with heavy snow.

The wooden wheels passed over it, leaving deep marks and occasionally running over one or two bruised hands.

The gold and silver belongings brought by those aristocratic families who fled were cleared from the docks one by one and returned to the treasury.

It took two whole days and the cleaning was not completed.

Zhao Yun, dressed in regular clothes, was sitting in the hall of the Linyu County government office, looking down at the first batch of official documents and military affairs.

There is only one brazier in the house, placed next to the desk.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and Xia Houlan walked in rubbing his hands, his face full of joy: "I didn't expect that Linyu and other aristocratic families are so rich."

The scene of those carts of goods being transported into the treasury sparkling in the snow is really pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Yun stopped writing and handed him the marching kettle on the desk. The water in it was still hot.

"These aristocratic families are extremely exploitative and treat the people in the city like livestock without giving them any way to survive. They are naturally rich."

Zhao Yun's face darkened when he thought of some of the ridiculous things he had seen in the county government files and the Jiang family's account books.

Xia Houlan took the kettle and held it in the palm of his hand to warm it. Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "To make you so angry, these people deserve to die."

Zhao Yun pushed the brazier to Xia Houlan's side: "At the dock, there are still those craftsmen and sailors, please ask Zixiu Haosheng to be accommodated, please take a lot of trouble."

"I know, I know." Xia Houlan waved her hand and joked informally: "Who doesn't know that Madam Yan is the rarest craftsman?"

This was not the first time that Zuo Yun had been teased by someone. Zhao Yun, who was somewhat immune, pursed his lips and let him.

Xia Houlan, who found that his face had become thicker, was a little bored: "I found a few good pearls among those things. They are big and round. I will send them to you later."

After saying that, he winked and said, "Give it away."

Zhao Yun shook his head: "No need, Ayan won't like it."

As he spoke, he handed a bamboo slip to Xia Houlan.

Xia Houlan looked through it without knowing why, and the smile on his face gradually condensed.

After a long while, he closed the bamboo slips in his hands and sneered: "It makes them die easily, otherwise they should also have a taste of the suffering of these Zhumin fishermen."

"It's ridiculous that the pearl people have been collecting pearls through nine or three lifetimes and helped these people gain a lot of wealth, but they are still unreliable pariahs. Why are these people so high and mighty?"

Pearling requires pearlers to tie a rope, hold their breath and dive into the deep sea, pry the pearl shells from the seabed rocks, and then bring the pearl shells back to the surface along the rope.

In this seemingly simple process, you will encounter extremely complex situations.

Or aquatic plants entangled in the rope, or rapids, cold suffocation... maybe it's a vicious boat-eating fish on the bottom of the sea.

Seeing wisps of blood floating up from the sea, most of what was pulled up was just an empty rope or half of the body.

Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, they would be forced by Chiang Kai-shek to go into the sea to retrieve pearls. Countless people froze to death and drowned.

In Chiang's account book, it is recorded that three untouchables only lost one pearl.

It's as if these people are just random objects.

Poor pearl residents, who risked their lives to obtain pearls to deduct taxes, but could not exchange for rice to feed their families, so they often died of cold and hunger.

Xia Houlan gritted his teeth.

It must be said that the education promoted by Gongsun Yan is very effective.

He now thinks about things he never thought about before.

After being angry for a while, he suddenly sighed: "I have become a kind person."

Zhao Yun smiled and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Okay! I'll go back to the dock." Xia Houlan stood up, paused, and then asked: "Those Pearl People?"

Zhao Yun took a piece of paper from the side and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Zixiu!"

The above is a decree ordering the Zhu people to suspend pearl fishing in winter, treat them as Linyu residents, and distribute relief rice and grain. "Just waiting for me here?"

Xia Houlan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his neck and drank all the hot water in the kettle: "If I don't care about you, how can we be brothers?"

After that, he walked out, but his pace was much faster than when he came.

Having grown up with him, Zhao Yun knew his temper best. Looking at his back, Zhao Yun couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

In Linyu City, the overall situation has basically been decided.

The remaining aristocratic families in the city were huddled and trembling in their homes, but the people were very pragmatic and quickly changed their stance after the large sums of rice were thrown at them.

It snowed heavily for another day, and the sky finally cleared up.

After the army entered the city, Zhao Yun was very clear about Gongsun Yan's care and attention to Linyu.

He cautiously used war to clear away all unstable factors in the city with swords during the whole city's security period.

After collecting the corpses in the city, the ban was lifted.

When the people walked out of the gate, they were surprised to find that order had been restored in the city, but many aristocratic families that had been in the city for hundreds of years no longer existed.

Liu Hui took a large number of rookie officials who had been stuffed out of Lingzhi City and embarked on the road to Linyu.

Compared with the Linyu battle that ended quickly for the craftsmen and sailors, Zhang He and Zhang Fei on the Yangle battlefield were not in a hurry.

Rather than getting Yangle City, Gongsun Yan hoped that the two of them would use Yangle as a place for military training.

Train your soldiers and experiment with new tactics and siege equipment.

Add more reliable actual siege cases to Yanwutang.

Gongsun Yan had already handed Zhao Yun the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts".

Among them, some texts related to firearms and some involving history were forcibly deleted by the system.

There are more than [-] kinds of weapons in the "Remnant Weapons Picture", which are comprehensively recorded. The whole book can be said to be a collection of cold weapons for siege warfare.

As one of the confidential information that only Tian Kai and a few people in the Martial Arts Hall are qualified to access.

After Gongsun Yan received Zhang He's loyalty email, he opened up his authority, copied a copy and sent it to the courier.

When Zhang He got it in his hands, he was more than shocked.

It's like getting a new toy and spending all day and night in the military craftsman's camp supervising the making of equipment.

The ultimate torture of Guard Yang Le began.

On top of Yangle City Wall.

A young general stood at the top of the city, his originally handsome face covered in blood and mud.

He hasn't left the city wall for several days.

He was also a handsome young man who attracted the attention of the girls in Yangle City.

Now his eyes are straight and he looks miserable, just like a homeless beggar.

Previously, he was full of confidence and set up defenses in the city according to his family's military heritage.

But he never expected that the enemy would be so sophisticated and ungrateful.

Yangle City is full of gaps made by huge rocks, and next to it is an overturned cauldron of golden juice.

The specially collected gold juice was originally prepared for the siege ants to attach themselves to the enemy. Unexpectedly, the enemy, who was not a martial artist, rolled in a strange-looking catapult and bombed them wildly.

After throwing stones, wood, and even all kinds of extremely humiliating filth.

The soldiers who were unfortunately smashed to death on the city wall, the blood, internal organs, and overturned golden juice and dirt, the smell is still unforgettable even in winter.

The young guard looked at the enemy's military camps outside the city, and for a moment he didn't even have the strength to sigh.

(End of this chapter)