In the early morning of the next day, the ruins of Wancheng.

"Hurry up! Dare to be lazy, Lao Tzu will beat you to death! ”

One was a soldier with a leather whip and scolding a Yellow Turban captive.

I saw that there were about hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban captives here, cleaning up the ruins left by the city wall.

And more than 10,000 soldiers under Li Zhi's command, all with horsewhips in their hands, are guarding them here.

As soon as someone was lazy, the soldiers went up and were whipped, and the Yellow Turban captives screamed.

These soldiers are not to blame for this, because many of their comrades and brothers were killed by the Yellow Turban, and at this time, they were just venting their anger in their hearts.

At this moment, Li Zhi, who had already finished breakfast, took Guo Jia to inspect here.

After arriving here, Li Zhi frowned when he saw his subordinates behaving like this, but he didn't say anything.

However, when Guo Jia saw this situation, he felt a little unbearable, and frowned and said to Li Zhi: "Brother, why do these soldiers have to be like this?

These yellow turbans have been defeated by us and become prisoners of the ranks.

Now he has become a coolie such as me, so it is pitiful enough, why do you still whip him and so on? ”

Li Zhiyan heard this, and after thinking for a while, he nodded slightly and beckoned to a leader in the distance.

When the man saw Li Zhi coming, he didn't dare to slack off, and trotted all the way over.

After approaching, he bowed and said, "I don't know what happened to the lord's subordinates?" ”

Li Zhi pointed to the soldiers who were whipping the Yellow Turban captives, and asked this man, "Why do the brothers treat these Yellow Turban captives like this?" ”

"This ......"

The leader hesitated for a moment, and then said truthfully: "It's not that the subordinates and others are ruthless, but that these yellow turban thieves have the blood of their brothers on their hands.

The brothers flogged them to avenge their dead brothers. ”

"Ugh..."

When Li Zhi heard this, he sighed, pointed at these Yellow Turban captives and said, "Even if you beat them to death now, it won't help."

It's better to let them take care of their bodies and become slaves and slaves for their brothers.

In addition, the income from their labor can also compensate for the death of their brother.

If you kill them now, it will not be these people who will suffer, but the dead brothers, you understand? ”

The leader thought for a while, and then, his eyes lit up, and he bowed to Li Zhi convincingly: "It's still the lord who understands that his subordinates are short-sighted."

The subordinates went and told the brothers to stop and let the Yellow Turban captives do their jobs! ”

After speaking, he bowed to Li Zhi again and hurried away.

Li Zhi looked at his back and nodded with satisfaction, very satisfied with the meaning that his subordinates could understand instantly.

At this time, Guo Jia looked at these yellow scarves in a daze, and asked, "Brother really wants to beat all these captives into slaves?" ”

Li Zhi nodded, but then shook his head again, and said: "The method of disposing of these yellow scarves for my brother is the same as the method of disposing of Yingchuan yellow scarves, both of which are to select the leader as a slave for ten years, and the ordinary yellow scarves for five years. ”

Hearing Li Zhi's explanation, Guo Jia was not relieved, frowned, pointed to the hundreds of thousands of yellow turbans in the distance, and asked him: "But this is too much, it turned out that there were nearly 100,000 yellow turban captives at home, and now with these hundreds of thousands of people, there are already three or four hundred thousand captives."

And Erxianzhuang only has a population of more than 700,000, isn't my brother afraid that these yellow turbans will collude to rebel again? ”

When Li Zhiyan heard this, he smiled confidently, took out a remade folding fan, shook it, and said: "Brother Xian is too worried, now there are nearly 10,000 workshops in Erxian Village, and the population is even more hundreds of thousands, and Erxian Village is already a little overwhelmed.

After his brother returned, he wanted to move all the workshops to the mountains, and spread them apart so that they could not be connected.

In this way, although it is difficult to transport goods out, it is better than being crowded in the city. ”

Speaking of this, Li Zhi pointed to the yellow scarf in the distance and sneered, and said: "At that time, if these yellow scarves work safely, after five years, my brother will keep his promise to let him and others be free, if he dares to rebel......"

Saying that, Li Zhi waved the folding fan in his hand with murderous intent, and said coldly: "If these yellow turbans dare to rebel, for my brother, I only need to order the army to block the way out of the mountain, and he will starve to death in the mountains!" ”

"That's good."

When Guo Jia heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, he was afraid that Li Zhi hadn't figured out how to place these yellow scarves, and it was just an impulsive move to collect these yellow scarves, but now it seems that he is too careful.

Just as the two of them were talking, Xu Huang walked over, frowned, and asked Li Zhi: "Brother, although some of the bricks in the fallen wall of this Wancheng can be used, most of them have been damaged, and now, the city bricks are a little insufficient, what should I do?" ”

"That's a problem..."After Li Zhizhi heard this, he frowned tightly, and slowly paced in place, thinking.

After a while, Li Zhi took a certain step, stroked his palms and smiled: "I have found a way for my brother!" ”

"Oh?" Xu Huang's spirit was shocked, and he quickly asked, "I don't know what my brother has to do?" ”

Li Zhi opened the folding fan with a "brush", and after shaking it a few times, he said loudly: "Didn't the extermination of Zhang Mancheng seize a lot of grain and grass this time?" So I used this grain and grass to ask the people of the city to burn bricks for us.

First, this can give the people in the city a place to make a living.

Well, two... It can guard against the chaos of the people of the city because of despair. ”

"Despair?" Guo Jia asked Li Zhi in confusion on the side: "Brother, how can the people in the city be desperate?"

He has been saved, and the Yellow Turban has been exterminated by his brother, and now his brother is building a city and a house for them.

They only have to wait for a while before they can go back to their lives, so why despair? ”

"Alas!" Li Zhi looked up at the sky, sighed, and muttered to Guo Jia: "Brother Xian, you still don't understand people's hearts...

As a brother, no matter how good this city is, but in the hearts of the people, it is also a city that has fallen once.

A city that has already been conquered cannot give people a sense of security.

Moreover, although we have rebuilt houses for the people of the city, the goods in them have been buried under the rubble and will never be found again.

Unlike wealthy families like us, many people live on a little surplus food from previous years.

Now that they have been wiped out of all their food, how can they not despair? ”

Speaking of this, he looked down at Guo Jia, and said with a firm gaze: "Brother Xian, believe it or not, if Brother Wei doesn't give them some hope for life, I'm afraid that half of the people in this city won't survive!" ”

"......" Guo Jia was silent when he heard this, he just hadn't experienced this desperate situation, so he didn't think about it, otherwise how could he not think of this with his resourcefulness.

As the elder brother said, after these people have no food, even if they have built houses for them, I am afraid that they are no different from ordinary homeless, and most of them have not fallen on the road of hunger.

Moreover, not only did the houses collapse and cover up the people's food, but these yellow scarves were wantonly looting the people when they were in Wancheng, and they had not collected much of the food stored in the people's homes.

Thinking of this, Guo Jia's original pity for the yellow scarf instantly came to naught.

After Li Zhi saw that he had figured it out, he nodded with satisfaction, he was afraid that he would delay Guo Jia and raise Guo Jia, a ghost who was famous in history, into an alcoholic.

Now it seems that although Guo Jia usually has a lot of minor problems, he is very good in terms of major rights and wrongs, and his wisdom has also made great progress.

After Guo Jia grows up completely, Li knows that he can live in seclusion behind the scenes and honestly be his own "Xiao He".

To be honest, Li Zhi is very dissatisfied with his current life, not because of anything else, but because he originally positioned himself as "Xiao He" who managed logistics.

And now that he is forced by the Yellow Turban, he has no choice but to go out in person to make suggestions, and even personally lead the troops to fight, which is contrary to his original intention.

After Guo Jia grows up, he can push Guo Jia to the forefront, and he honestly supplies him with grain, grass and soldiers and horses behind his back, isn't it happy?

Like now, everyone regarded him as a scheming strategist and commander, and when he was in Yingchuan, he personally faced Bocai and almost died.

After coming to this Wancheng, it was not much better, and he also faced Zhang Mancheng in person, which was different from his original idea.

Li Zhi originally wanted to secretly hide behind others to accumulate strength, and in his spare time, he took three or five evil servants to learn the style of such a gentleman, and flirted with women from good families.

How can it be like now, as soon as there is a war, he will immediately lead the army and give advice, such a life is too tiring for Li Zhi, and he is even more at a loss.

However... Li Zhi forgot a famous saying in martial arts novels in his previous life: People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves......