In the city of Xiangyang, Jingzhou, since Zhou Yi and others came to help the scholars defend the city, and incorporated the Yellow Turban Army in a team, although to a certain extent, the old, weak, sick and disabled were eliminated, but there were still more than 20,000 people left.

In Zhou Yi's mansion, the lights are shining brightly at the moment, making outsiders look here as if it is daytime, and the originally loose guards have become three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, even if it is difficult for a mosquito to enter.

Zhou Yi sat in the main seat in the study, looked at the people on the left and right, and frowned slightly: "Originally, when I left the eastern capital of Luoyang, the grain and grass I brought with me on the march was quite sufficient, but now, with the two surrenders of Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao, the number of soldiers has increased dramatically, and the food has been urgent, I don't know if you have any good strategies to solve the urgent need!" ”

"The lord might as well let me lead my subordinates to snatch the food of those big families in the city, so that our problem will be solved!" Deng Mao, as a Yellow Turban Army, has no concept of military discipline, and even more out of hatred for the rich, he wants to behave well in front of Zhou Yi, so he was the first to stand up and propose when Zhou Yi's words fell.

He didn't make any comments on Deng Mao's proposal, but looked at the rest of the people, obviously waiting for their response.

"I'm afraid what the patriarch Deng Mao said is not good, after all, what we say is also after the third duke, if the other scholars know that we treat the Xiangyang scholars like this, although we can get food and grass to solve the urgent need, but we will be left sick!" Zhou Hua came out and clasped his hands into fists and said cautiously, persuading the patriarch not to do anything that crossed the line.

When Zhou Qi expressed his suggestion in Zhou Hua, he thought that there were many families in the Three Kingdoms that he knew in his previous life, if he really did it like Deng Mao, it was really tantamount to the old birthday star hanging himself to find death, and he was about to open his mouth to persuade his father, when he heard the voice of his brother Zhou Yu standing next to him.

"Father's child thinks that General Deng Mao's suggestion is not very advisable, as Uncle Zhou Hua said, we are the queen of a famous family, if we ruin our reputation because of this little thing, I don't know how long it will take to establish it again, and Jingzhou and Yangzhou are not far away, if you send someone back to the Wu County family for help, it only takes more than half a month to arrive!" Zhou Yu looked at the people present and talked eloquently, not at all frightened by the murderous aura of everyone present.

Zhou Yi was naturally extremely satisfied when he saw his eldest son behaving like this, and his eyes looked at his youngest son Haoran, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw the other party's eager expression.

"Father and child also have something to say, if you don't listen to it, I hope you uncles don't mind, although we now have a lot of soldiers and horses, but in addition to the descendants brought out of Luoyang at the beginning, the remaining 20,000 people are just the Yellow Turban Army and the strong men are still a little uneven, so I suggest that the real elite will be left behind again, and the reduction of personnel and food will not be so scarce!" Zhou Qi stood beside Zhou Yu and straightened his chest, looked directly at Zhou Yi, and said word by word.

The people around looked at Zhou Qi in front of them, and suddenly there was a strange feeling, although Zhou Qi was just a kid who could solve problems by force, but he didn't explain the stakes of a matter as clearly as he does now.

Zhou Yi looked at his usually pampered young son, who had such an amazing performance today, and he couldn't help but feel good in front of everyone, "You have already heard your advice, although Deng Mao's suggestion is a good heart, but we are officers and soldiers, so we can't act like this, I hope you will be a good student and remember!" A pair of eyes like falcons looked at Deng Mao who was dripping with cold sweat for a moment.

"My lord! Subordinates must remember! "Deng Mao is just a mud-legged background, relying on some strength in his body to dare to fight and kill, through the bloody superiors, all the opponents are sent to hell, when have you seen such a strong superior breath, and hurriedly corrected his mentality and replied.

Zhou Yi saw Deng Mao like this, the murderous aura in his eyes flashed away, put away the momentum of the superior on his body, and then looked at the people present, "Although Gong Jin's strategy is good, it is a little far from quenching the thirst, after all, our food is difficult to support the rescue of the clan, and besides, under the watchful eye of the surrounding Shi clans, the other party will not let us develop our power so easily, after all, everyone knows the easy-to-understand truth that the side of the couch does not allow others to snore!" ”

Zhou Qi was shocked at the moment, he never thought that his cheap father in this life, Zhou Yi, who had only a few words in history, would have such a mind, but it was right to think about it, otherwise how could he teach Zhou Yu and Zhou Gongjin, who were famous in Eastern Wu.

"Next, let's talk about Haoran's strategy, although it is not yet mature, but this is indeed the most feasible at this stage, as for the perfect thing, I will leave it to Gongjin, don't let your father down!" In a few short sentences, Zhou Yi overcame the previously difficult to solve problem.

Zhou Yu naturally stood aside and pondered for a moment about his father's order, and then supplemented the strategy that Haoran had thought of, and everyone praised Zhou Yu's wit when they saw this.

For a while, Zhou Yi's army, which everyone was afraid of, made a big move again, and saw that the military camp that was originally driven by human heads was now full of people looking at Zhou Qi and Zhou Yu in the center.

"Tell me what the eldest son and the second son are doing when they suddenly call us together?" One of the soldiers whispered to his companion.

The other soldiers were also clueless for a while, shrugging their shoulders and showing that they didn't know.

The soldiers were originally whispering, and there was a faint tendency to expand, as noisy as a vegetable market.

"Silence!" Zhou Qi, who was standing next to Zhou Yu, frowned slightly, although he was an otaku in his previous life, he still liked military-themed film and television dramas, so he naturally knew the importance of military discipline, and roared like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, echoing over the entire military camp for a long time, so that the clans in Xiangyang City could be heard clearly.

Everyone present was from the Yellow Turban Army, the one who was not wandering between life and death, he didn't take a hairy boy like Zhou Qi to heart at first, but at the moment of his exertion, he seemed to understand something, the burly young man in front of him didn't seem to be as fragile as he imagined, and there was an amazing energy hidden under that immature face... to be continued