As he spoke, the younger brothers behind Zhang Mazi picked up the knives and guns in their hands and shouted in unison.

The sound shook in all directions, Zhang Zhizhou couldn't help but shiver, this is a troubled time, if you have a gun, you are the king of grass, and if you don't have a soldier, you are a grandson. He, a Zhizhou with no soldiers and no generals, relied on his prestige and the tiger skin of the government to frighten Zhang Mazi and make him dare not rashly attack Fangzhou

But this prestige, this tiger skin, is also limited, once the food is not given, these Qiu Ba may really attack Fangzhou.

Man dies for money, and birds for food.

Once these bandits are forced to come, they will really rush forward and kill him, the governor.

Zhang Zhizhou forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted: "There are no thousand quintals, only a hundred quintals." ”

Saying that, Zhang Zhizhou was also ruthless in his heart, looked at the militia behind him, and said: "Everyone protect the grain, if there is no food, wait for death!" ”

"Protect the food, protect the food!" The militiamen, who were dressed in tatters and belonged to the scum of war, shouted in unison, and there was resoluteness in their voices. In this cold winter, there was a military disaster and a snow disaster, and this relief food is the last chance to survive, once it is gone, it must freeze to death and starve to death.

Protecting food means protecting your family from starvation.

A trace of fear flashed in Zhang Mazi's eyes, one husband is desperate, and ten people are difficult. If you attack Fangzhou at this moment, you will be against the people of Fangzhou, and you will suffer huge losses, but when you think of the lack of food in the cottage, you immediately shouted: "A thousand loads of grain, if you give it, you will leave, if you don't give food, Lao Tzu will throw these two hundred catties in Fangzhou, and you will also tear off a few pieces of meat!" ”

"Zhang Mazi, there is really no 1,000 quintals of food, you still cook me!" Zhang Zhizhou had the urge to cry. In normal times, he would put a thousand loads of grain in his eyes, as long as he waved his hand; But now that the Jin army is going south, a large amount of grain has been burned, and at this moment food is the life of the people, who dares to be greedy for ink.

Zhang Mazi said: "Why did I cook you?" What I want is food, and the brothers are desperately trying to kill the golden dog, and they can't go hungry! ”

Zhang Zhizhou said: "In this snow disaster, the saint clearly forbade the greed for ink and a trace of food, and the imperial history and officials everywhere have gone to various places to monitor whether there is any greed for ink. Once discovered, the evidence is conclusive, and at least he will be dismissed from the official position, and he will not be banned from entering the official office for life, or he will be engaged in military law on the spot. ”

In the words of the imperial court, as a parent official, he should be responsible for guarding the land, the city is in the people, and the city is lost. But now, the Jin army is here, some Zhizhou have been sentenced, abandoned the city and fled, and now they are not to blame for the past, and they have already given a lot of face, if they embezzle disaster relief food again, the saint will not mind cutting down all this group of scum.

Today's Great Song Dynasty lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of officials, you can't do it to others, don't take yourself too seriously. The so-called non-killing of scholars and doctors is only applicable to governing the world, and it is not qualified at all in troubled times. For example, Cai Jing and other six thieves are mostly scholars, but they still lose their heads, if they think they are more awesome than Cai Jing, then they can be greedy for disaster relief food!

Zhang Zhizhou is self-aware, he doesn't think he is more awesome than Cai Jing, the saint cut him, there will be no waves.

In fact, the officials of the Great Song Dynasty were all wealthy class, and it was too inappropriate to lose their future for a little food and a little money.

As the saying goes, the highest level of corrupt officials is to know what money can be taken and what money cannot be taken, and only in this way can they protect themselves. Of course, there are also some fools who always like to touch the blade of the knife, and as a result, they are unceremoniously corrected on the spot. And after the Fa-rectification, he also made all kinds of bad deeds known to everyone, and became a pathetic monkey among the monkeys who killed chickens and monkeys.

"Alright then, nine hundred quintals!" Zhang Mazi could only relax.

"No, at most 200 quintals!"

"Eight hundred quintals!"

"Three hundred quintals!"

At this moment, a bandit, a Zhizhou, two people on different levels, quarreled with each other, like businessmen, and the fight was red-faced, but there was no trace of embarrassment on both sides.

Zhang Mazi is fighting for life, for having food for the winter, and not starving to death, as the so-called soldiers eat food, they can't let their wives and children starve to death.

And Zhang Zhizhou is also fighting for food, food is the life of the people, once the food loss is too great, he will come to the end......

In the end, it was finally agreed that there would be 400 loads of grain.

Zhang Mazi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, four hundred loads of grain was only enough for one month, and he would have to find food next month. In any case, the food problem has been solved in the last month.

And Zhang Zhizhou was also relieved, and under the quarrel, he finally saved 600 loads of grain.

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The deal was negotiated, and the handover of grain began.

The wheelbarrow began to pull the grain, and watching the grain being pulled away, Zhang Zhizhou felt distressed for the first time. Even back then, the Oiran in Wanhualou in Bianliang was snatched away by his classmates, Zhang Zhizhou was just sad, not distressed. But this time, because of the 400 loads of grain, I was distressed.

Zhang Zhizhou thought in his heart: I have also become a layman.

At this time, the war horses neighed, the dust flew in the distance, and a large army slowly approached. The number of people is about 200, but they are all riding horses, the horses are like dragons, the people are like the gods of war, and they are extremely powerful. The cavalry, which is only 200 men, can operate as if it were one person, and act in unison, acting as if it is done, and stopping when it is stopped.

Even those who don't understand the art of war can see that this is an elite cavalry.

"Such a powerful cavalry, comparable to the cavalry of the Jin Army!" Zhang Mazi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looking a little nervous. The strength of the Jin army, he has seen it.

killed fifty Jin soldiers, not because he slashed and killed them on the battlefield, but when the Jin army was celebrating, he sneaked in, and then rushed up to kill them.

If it is a frontal fight, not to mention his dozens of people, even hundreds of people can't withstand it.

Looking at the 100 cavalry, Wang Mazi subconsciously pulled out the long knife on his waist, and made desperate preparations, as for whether he could die or live in the end, it depended on luck.

At this time, Zhang Zhizhou looked at this pair of sturdy cavalrymen, first nervous and afraid, such a sturdy cavalry can only be reached by the Jin army, but the Jin army has killed it again. But looking at the armor on the cavalry and the logo on it, I gradually breathed a sigh of relief, this is the cavalry of the Song Army, looking at the logo, it seems to be the eight-character army - it seems that the Son of Heaven's pro-army has arrived.

Looking at the mighty Great Song cavalry, tears almost rolled down Zhang Zhizhou's eyes. He was too aggrieved as a governor, Jin Jun came, and he ran away; Jin Jun ran away, and he was threatened by the grass coars. I finally met the Great Song Army and met my mother's family!

"Ahead of you, but Wang Shi?" Zhang Zhizhou asked in a trembling voice.

The leader of this cavalry said: "I am Li Lin, the captain of the third squadron and the second cavalry squadron of the fourth battalion and fifth brigade of the eight-character army!" ”

"Quickly destroy this grass bandit!" Zhang Zhizhou saw that his mother's family had arrived, and the confidence in his heart immediately increased, and he said loudly, "General, quickly exterminate this group of grass robbers, they dare to threaten their own officials, and they dare to rob the food for disaster relief!" ”

After Zhang Mazi heard this, he immediately became angry and scolded: "This is the food that Lao Tzu has worked so hard to get, and it is a matter of course!" ”

"It is a matter of course to be loyal to the country, how can you take advantage of the fire to rob like this!" Zhang Zhizhou said fiercely about Zhang Mazi's crimes, "Now the people in the city are crying to make up, this bit of food is not enough to eat, this official can't eat well and can't sleep for the sake of the people, you are good, you actually blackmailed 400 loads of grain to the official!" ”

The two quarreled fiercely, each stating their own reasons.

However, Li Lin, the leader of the cavalry, watched with great interest, as if watching a monkey show. The Holy One said that without investigation, there is no right to speak, and when you don't understand the situation, don't make decisions blindly. Understand more, talk less, and decide carefully

"Your Majesty, you will arrive in a moment, if the two of you have grievances, you can personally go to the saint, don't delay!" Li Lin said.

"What a saint is coming!"

Both of them were panicked, and they didn't expect the official family to come so early.