Hanzhong.

Xicheng County.

"Mingsheng, it seems that Hanzhong will not have a good time this winter!" Mu Jing wore a big tiger jacket and stood under the eaves to watch the snow, and the torrential snow had dyed the sky and the earth into a snow-white color.

If this snow is placed in the north, it is normal, but in this place in Hanzhong, it is a bit exaggerated, and this year is much colder than in previous years.

In this way, ordinary people will inevitably suffer.

Rui Xue Zhao Toyota is a thing for the coming year.

But under the heavy snow, countless people will starve to death and freeze to death this winter.

"Lord, there are many houses in the city that have collapsed because of heavy snow, and many people have been injured, and not only Xicheng, Shangyong Fangling has also starved to death and froze to death Many people, although the Taishou Mansion has tried its best to rescue, but we lack food and cotton clothes, and we can't save these many people at all!"

Ye Ru stood next to him and said.

"Xicheng is now also the city of my Minghou Mansion!"

When Mu Jing heard this, he thought about it and said: "Let Huang Shao send troops and horses, strengthen the houses, rescue the victims, and set up tents on the flat ground, and, from Fangling to Shangyong, and then to Xicheng, you are too guarded to try your best to appease the people, if not, the military rations will come out, capture Xicheng, and capture two granaries, at present, the military rations are quite sufficient, if you can not freeze to death, you can't freeze to death, if you don't starve to death, you can't starve to death!" ”

"But my lord, in this way, I am afraid that it will affect the rectification of soldiers and horses, and even delay the battle in the coming year!"

Ye Ru thought about it for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"I can't take care of the present, but I can still take care of the future!"

Mu Jing shook his head: "You do what you are told, I, Mu Jing, am the master of Hanzhong, I can't see the tragedy of letting the people starve to death and freeze to death, how much can I do, I will try my best, if I can't do it, I will do it in the coming year!" ”

It's a determination.

Since he wants to settle down in Hanzhong, he must have the heart to regard the people of Hanzhong as his people, which is very important.

"The lord is merciful, and his subordinates will do their best to appease the people!"

Ye Ru arched his hand and said sincerely.

Regardless of whether Mu Jing is pretentious to win the hearts of the people, or has other plans, he can do this in this situation, Ye Ru thinks that his choice is not wrong, at least Mu Jing must be Zhang Lu Zhang Xiu is more suitable to govern Hanzhong.

"It's not okay to be close to us!" Mu Jing said softly: "Mingsheng, if you want to survive this winter, you still need to work together, in this way, you come forward, you want some squires and wealthy families in Shangyong Xicheng to borrow grain, and a certain family makes an IOU, no matter how much grain they borrow, it will be repaid within a year, and two cents of interest will be promised!" ”

"Borrowed food?"

Ye Ru thought for a while and said in a low voice: "When the lord first entered Hanzhong, he was afraid that his prestige would be insufficient and he would not be able to be trusted!" ”

"That's why you came forward!"

Mu Jing patted him on the shoulder: "How much can I borrow, how much, I want all this part of the grain, and hand it over to the Taishou Mansion to appease the people and help the people of Fangling, Shangyong, and Xicheng to survive this cold winter season!" ”

"Do your best!" Ye Ru arched his hand, and his voice became firm.

If it was to borrow grain to fight, he still resisted a little, but Mu Jing borrowed grain so that the people of the three counties could survive this winter, so he was willing to do it.

As a Hanzhong person.

Ye Ru doesn't have much ambition to support the world, he just hopes that the people of Hanzhong will be well, which is the ambition of Su Gu Taishou in the past, and it is also his Ye Ru's ambition.

"Go ahead!" Mu Jing waved his hand.

"No!"

"Wait!"

Mu Jing stopped him again and said: "This matter is going on secretly, be careful, don't let those reckless men in the army know, the food is moving, if these guys know, there will be no days of peace!" ”

Now in the cold winter of Layue, there is a shortage of food everywhere, Nanyang's grain has not come in, it is very lacking, if it is not for the defeat of Xicheng, but also occupy the granary in advance, did not give them the opportunity to destroy the granary, I am afraid that they will retreat because of lack of food at this time.

"Subordinates understood!"

Ye Ru nodded, saluted here, and turned to leave.

"Drink the medicine!"

This Ye Ru had just left, Zhang Ning didn't know that he had come out of that corner, and he was holding a bowl of hot green and faint things in his hand, as long as he glanced at it, it could make Mu Jing's face turn pale.

"Drink again?" With an innate fear, Mu Jing took two steps back, licking his face and discussing: "Look, I'm all right, and I practiced swordsmanship for a while this morning, so I don't need to take this medicine!" ”

Zhang Ning didn't speak, and his big smart eyes looked at him directly.

Mu Jing was looked at by him, and suddenly felt a little panicked, without saying a word, he directly picked up the bowl of medicine, closed his eyes, and drank it with a gurgling face, after drinking, his whole face was already the same as the previous night's medicine.

The most important thing is that after drinking this bowl of medicine, the smell of stinky swill can stay in his mouth for more than an hour, and it can make him faint.

"Hmph, I don't know and I think you drink poison!"

Zhang Ning gave him a roll of his eyes, turned around and left.

This is a prescription that she personally went deep into the mountains and spent five days to make up a prescription, which has the effect of consolidating the yuan and returning to the roots, just boiling the medicine, it takes five hours, and I don't know how much effort it takes to boil out this bowl of medicine.

"I'd rather drink poison!"

Mu Jing stuck out his tongue and drank a few sips of water, but the taste just didn't change, and he said with some bitterness.

Although the medicine is bitter, he is also very restricted, but I have to say that Zhang Ning, the holy hand of medical Taoism, in the world, I am afraid that few people can compare, and it is estimated that the few historical medical Taoist cattle people that Mu Jing knows can compete.

Mu Jing was so seriously injured, on her hand, in less than half a month, the wound had already scarred, the breath in her body had stabilized, even some internal injuries were clear, and her body had basically recovered except for being a little weak.

……

Afternoon.

Mu Jing summoned Huang Shao, Chen Zhi and others, except for Zhang Liao, who was still in Shangyong to integrate Jingping's Second Army, the generals above the school captain all gathered in his study to study the topographic map, the battle of Hanzhong, although he captured Xicheng and temporarily truce, but he did not dare to relax for a moment.

"Nanzheng, easy to defend and difficult to attack, if we want to attack head-on, I'm afraid it will be a stalemate battle, without three months of attack, it will be difficult to break through the city!" Huang Shao was the first to speak.

"After the beginning of spring, it may not be better to fight!"

Chen Zhi also said in a low voice: "It will even make them more prepared, if they gather all the main forces, it will be really difficult for us to gnaw this hard bone!" ”

"Can you bypass Nanzheng, take other cities first, and then surround Nanzheng!"

One of the captains of the Yellow Turban Army whispered.

"In this way, it will take too much for us, and even if it takes a year, we can't do it, will Yizhou watch it then?"

Others retorted.

"Zhongheng!" Mu Jing looked at the map quietly, his eyes were a little sour, he beckoned and called Huo Yu over.

"In!"

Huo Yu leaned in.

"Go and make a sand table, this map doesn't have that three-dimensional feeling, and you can't wrap the terrain in your mind!" Mu Jing whispered in his ear.

"Good!"

Huo Yu nodded, turned and left.

It's not the first time that this thing has appeared, Mu Jing has tried and done it before, Huo Yu knows how to do it, but since they attacked Hanzhong, they have been fighting too quickly, and they have always used the map to see the surrounding terrain clearly.

"Lord, how do you think we should attack Nanzheng!"

Chen Zhi asked suddenly.

"Xicheng is down, Nanzheng is close at hand, it's not a problem to fight Nanzheng, the problem is!"

Mu Jing squinted, his eyes were hunting, and he was staring at Nan Zheng.

"Once you attack Nanzheng, the south will definitely not be able to hide it, Liu Yan will never give me a chance to take down the entire Hanzhong, it seems that I have to plan it in advance, Xi Zhicai's idea is good, but the cooperation of time between each other is a problem!"

He was thinking hard about attacking Nan Zheng.

Defeating Nanzheng is equivalent to taking Hanzhong into his arms.

This has leveraged Liu Yan's bottom line, Liu Yan, who has turned a blind eye, will he watch himself sitting in Hanzhong, I'm afraid not.

While they were discussing, a spy from Jing Wusi walked in quickly and handed a sealed bamboo tube to Mu Jing: "Lord, Nanyang is in a hurry!" ”

"Nanyang's rush?"

Mu Jing opened the bamboo tube himself and took out a letter sealed with fire paint.