It is the spring rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a busy time for farming.

Xu was aware of some abnormal movements in the official army, and the Yongle Dynasty of the Holy Princes suddenly went against the norm, ended the posture of training and holding on, and marched in all directions again.

The first batch of forbidden troops who rushed to Jiangnan to reinforce, the Xiangjun township soldiers who were hit many times by the Fangla army, and the archers who hated the Yongle Dynasty more and more...... The warriors who led these troops were very panicked at first, and they could only deal with it awkwardly in the face of the squires who took refuge in the city.

Soon, the warriors and gentry in the south of the Yangtze River discovered the goal of the Yongle Dynasty in horror: to destroy the spring ploughing!

At the same time, nearly 50,000 regular soldiers were invested, leading nearly 100,000 recruits and young men to sweep the rear of the officers and soldiers, like locusts crossing the border.

Fertile paddy fields were dug up, sturdy waterwheels were smashed, and delicate sluices were dismantled. In the mist of smoke and rain, hundreds of water towns and villages have been ravaged, and this number is still increasing day by day.

In less than 10 days, Fang Lajun destroyed more than 70,000 acres of fields, more than 40 rivers, more than 80 diversion canals, more than 300 water trucks, overturned water drains, and other water conservancy equipment. The Grand Canal was dug up in many places, and everywhere Fang Lajun went, the elaborate sluices and other key facilities were swept away.

Spring ploughing was interrupted, fields were destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of people were robbed of their grain stocks. The scene of the rainy Jiangnan is gone, and in the prosperous area of the south of the Yangtze River, a new wave of displaced people is brewing.

"Fang La, I swear to kill you!"

In the Zhizhou Yamen of Huzhou City, Han Shizhong in the lobby was flushed and furious. If it weren't for the nephew of the clan who led the Qinding, Han Shizhong would have already brandished a big knife at this time.

Mr. Zi'an silently cleaned up the urgent reports scattered all over the place, and kept chanting: "Evil, I don't know how many people will die......

The governor of Huzhou, who was close to recovering from his injuries, heard that Fang Lajun's actions of eroding the fields, his wounds burst out, and he vomited blood and fainted. After waking up, the Lord Zhizhou, who was famous for his gorgeous articles, came to the lobby with his body propped up, and muttered while crying:

"If you don't know the state, I'm sorry for the officials, and I'm sorry for the people. After suffering repeatedly, how innocent are the people of Huzhou......"

The medical assistant and medical doctor next to Lord Zhizhou, as well as the three famous doctors in Huzhou City, were very nervous, ready to renew the life of this well-known Lord Zhizhou.

The face, which was originally as white as paper, suddenly regained a touch of ruddyness. Huzhou Zhizhou comforted his son who was kneeling on the floor, and reluctantly bowed his hand to Han Shizhong, "Han Zhao, Jiangnan has been eroded to this point, and the crime is not forgiven." I also asked General Han to spare the soldiers and have more pity on the people, not talented, not talented......"

The wrist hanged down, and another Zhizhou died.

There was silence in the lobby. All the civil and military generals present stood up, the civil officials and the governor saluted, and the military generals bowed with their hands and bowed to bid farewell to the fierce Lord Zhizhou.

Han Shizhong personally sent the body of Lord Zhizhou home. The war was tight, the etiquette was simple, and the civil and military generals in Huzhou City all went to mourn and comfort their families on the same day, and then nervously put themselves into their duties.

Returning to the back house of the Zhizhou Yamen, Han Shizhong immediately began to put on his armor, and Mr. Zi'an, who was a staff member, and the pacification envoy, the transfer envoy and others were stunned.

"Mr. Zi'an, how much grain has been transported to Jiangnan? Is it enough to hang the lives of the victims? Han Shizhong asked Mr. Zi'an, who was over half a hundred years old, while putting on his armor.

The transport envoy surnamed Liu was slightly angry, and just as he had something to say, he received a gesture from the appeasement envoy's eyes, so he had to hold back his anger.

Seeing that the transfer envoy did not speak, Mr. Zi'an had to cough twice and explain the grain situation in detail, "The five grain depots used for the war have already hoarded 500,000 stone of grain. According to conservative estimates, the number of displaced people who were robbed of everything by the Yongle Dynasty is likely to be more than 600,000 and less than one million. ”

"If you use the military rations used in the Jiangnan war to help the victims, you can hang the only breath left of the victims. But the court ......"

Han Shizhong approved the fine Lin Jia, glanced at the appeasement envoy who wanted to speak and stopped, and then glanced at the transshipment envoy whose face was flushed, and said after saluting: "There is a rough man below, and some words will be said clearly." ”

"The grain in the five granaries is all used for war, and it is very taboo to use this batch of grain, which is clear below."

"The food that the court has worked so hard to raise is used to help the victims, and this envoy has no choice but to do this. If the hungry people who are waiting to be fed are left alone, the Yongle Dynasty will be even more arrogant, and the back road of the national army will not be stable. This is a letter of request from Lord Zhizhou, please look at the two adults. ”

The pacification envoy who was in charge of supervising the security of the army and the territory under his jurisdiction received the letter and was shocked: the newly deceased Lord Zhizhou had taken all the blame on himself, and pleaded with the court to open a warehouse and release grain to help the people.

The officials in charge of the inspection and the transport envoys who raised the prison were also silent. People are dying, and their words are also good, Huzhou Zhizhou does this, it is completely for the living, and no one can say whether it is or not.

The pacification envoy closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and asked Han Shizhong: "Since Han Zhao insisted, this appeasement envoy is a member of the way, so naturally he can't stand idly by. After reading the books of sages for so many years, if you sit back and watch the tragedy unfold under your nose, you will have no face to be a person. But what about the misappropriation of food and the prolongation of the war? ”

Mr. Zi'an was about to speak, but was stopped by Han Shizhong.

Han Shizhong put on an iron helmet, put down his armor, and hummed: "The general will make a case to several lords, and he will also try his best to cooperate with the two lords to minimize the adverse impact on the war." ”

After finishing speaking, Han Shizhong took his relatives and left in stride. Mr. Zi'an looked at Han Shizhong's back, and after saluting the two adults, he went back to the back house to deal with Han Shizhong's official documents.

"This martial artist is arrogant!" Han Shizhong, who was waiting for the transfer envoy to put on his helmet and armor, walked away, and shouted angrily, and then asked the pacification envoy: "If you really want to cooperate with him and divert the military rations elsewhere, this batch of military rations is ......."

The appeasement made his right hand press down, signaling the colleague to calm down, "Otherwise? The children of the saint sat back and watched the people starve to death, and Han Shizhong and his martial arts took the risk of death to embezzle military food to help the people? When such a reputation spreads, not only you and me, but also the same year, mentor and friend I am waiting for will also be implicated, and I am afraid that I will leave a well-known notoriety in the history books. ”

"Hey, Yongle Chao is really a ...... these rebels In today's situation, we have no choice but to take food to hang the lives of the victims. On the court side, we also had to write a letter to ask for more food, and in the same year, friends and teachers also contacted to add some weight to Jiangnan. By the way, the distribution of food must be in the hands of the government, and the military must not be allowed to interfere. ”

Half a cup of tea time passed, and Han Shizhong appeared at the south gate of Zhizhou Yamen.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and Han Shizhong walked through the street, and the people on the side of the road and the wounded soldiers saw each other off.

Just after the time of the two incense sticks, Han Shizhong stood in front of the south gate of Huzhou City with the personal guard battalion and shouted: "Open the door!" ”

The gates opened.

How dare the wolf-like pro-Ding let Han Shizhong walk in the front, they all drew steel knives and steel spears, and threw the hungry people who blocked the way into the moat.

The Fang La army mixed in the disaster victim group was overjoyed, and was about to clamor the disaster victims to attack the official army, so that the elite of the Fang La army ambushed nearby could defeat the officers and troops who were out of the city, but they heard an angry shout: "Hack the Fang La army to death!" ”

The hungry people whose fields and houses were destroyed and their wives were separated did not impact the official army, but were aroused by Han Shizhong's shouting. The Fang Lajun spies who were mixed in the crowd suddenly discovered that the sheep in the past had actually turned into evil wolves.

"Heaven killed Fang Lajun, my family's field was destroyed by you, the only grain left in the family was also robbed by you, the daughter-in-law committed suicide, and the son was also killed by you. Anyway, I'm going to starve to death, I'm going to fight with you! ”

The middle-aged man, who was originally honest and dutiful, was sad and indignant, and when he saw the iron armor of the officers and soldiers who rushed out of the city, he was so imposing, and he was eager for revenge, and he directly pounced on a Fang Lajun who was mixed in the crowd.

"Breaking the ditch and destroying the fields, Fang Lajun wants to make us extinct. Folks, get out of the way and let the officers and soldiers clean up this gang of traitors! ”

A villager who was in a state of mind and had old age spots on his face suddenly hit Fang Lajun, who was guarding him, with a cane, calling out to the sad and desperate villagers around him to resist. After a few breaths, the annoyed soldier of the Fang La Army clenched the old man's chest with a steel knife.

Thick blood spurted out, and the old man, who was over the age of old, swallowed the blood on the face of Fang Lajun and slowly fell down. The villagers fell, and the surrounding villagers, both men and women, rushed to Fang Lajun with their bare hands.

"Destroying spring ploughing is not tolerated. The Yongle Dynasty has committed such evil acts, and its destruction is imminent, so you people must not throw yourself into the enemy. ”

A teacher kept shouting these words, while constantly dodging the slashing of a Fang Lajun spy. But after all, he was a powerless scholar, and the young boy was quickly caught up by a soldier of the Fangla Army, and his life was killed before Han Shizhong's personal guard battalion arrived.

The hungry people, who had lost everything, began to resist and cooperated with the officials and troops to strangle the spies of Fang Lajun.