After leaving Xinyang, Tai, King Qi and Yang Taifu once again divided into three routes and went to various counties to raise relief materials.

It was a few more days before everyone met again. By this time, almost 10,000 quintals of food had been raised.

So the three teams converged, took these grains together, left the ground of Yuzhou, and entered Xiangyang County, which belongs to Jingzhou.

Xiangyang has always been a battleground for soldiers, and the people in the territory are still martial arts. And because since Liu Biao, Xiangyang City has been the place of pastoral governance of Jingzhou Mu, so in the Jingxiang area, Xiangyang City should be regarded as the most prosperous and densely populated place.

Since Xiangyang is mostly mountainous and the terrain is high, the flood did not affect Xiangyang much. But along the way, we still encountered many ragged refugees, probably from the Jianghan Valley, where the disaster was severe.

Still a few dozen miles away from Xiangyang City, our grain convoy was besieged by a refugee team. The closer we got to Xiangyang City, the more refugee teams there were, and our convoy was simply struggling.

In fact, these refugees are not robbing, they are just kneeling on the road we must pass through and kowtowing to beg for food. So bags of grain were thrown out of the car.

As soon as the news spread, refugees poured in. In the end, our team couldn't move forward at all. And a tenth of the more than 10,000 loads of grain has been dispersed.

In the end, the result of everyone's urgent discussion was that the grain could no longer be scattered along the way like this.

Because, first, this grain is mainly to be transported to the hardest-hit people in the hardest-hit areas, especially those who are still in the disaster-stricken areas and cannot even escape. The people who starved to death were mainly this part of the population. These will flee to the ground. They are all strong and strong, they have changed places, and they can find some short-term jobs to do. Even if you ask for food, you can still survive. The most tragic. It is those who remain in the disaster area and wait for the place to die.

Second, a large number of these people who are blocking the road to get food may indeed be disaster victims, but some may not be refugees at all, but local residents. took the opportunity to fish in muddy waters, and deliberately dressed in tatters and pretending to be refugees to cheat food.

After taking these into account, food is no longer distributed casually., and the computer station is updated the fastest. As a result, the new victims gave up and surrounded our team, and the more and more people surrounded them, it seemed that there were thousands of them.

At the beginning, Mrs. Yang and King Qi also got out of the car and persuaded each other. It has been repeatedly explained that the grain is to be transported to the disaster area.

But the more they explained, the more dissatisfied the refugees became, shouting, "You don't know what's going on!" Where can we find work? There are too many refugees here. I can't find any work for a long time. Where are we going to get food? Now there are more refugees in Xiangyang than its original population, and the people of Xiangyang have long been unable to give alms. Every day there are so many people starving to death on the streets. ”

Mrs. Yang argued: "But you still have the strength to escape." Those who are still in their hometowns, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, they can't even walk. I can only wait for this food to save my life. ”

Everyone clamored even more: "The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled should be saved, should we die?" What is the rationale for this? ”

For a while, the crowd was angry and tense.

Seeing that the sun has set in the west, the remnant sun is like blood. I was also so nervous that I was in a cold sweat.

If we can't get into the city before it gets dark, and we've been besieged in this wilderness, if we continue to stalemate like this, something big will happen. Once a food riot erupts, the consequences will be unimaginable. We are dealing with some hungry people, who have these people, and can do anything.

At this point, it seems that even the air has frozen.

At this moment, with a creak, the highest car of the disaster relief team finally opened, revealing two faces that were nervous, but still trying to maintain a smile.

Just as the refugees surrounded us, I had already been pulled into the car. Now, I'm sitting next to him, quietly holding his sweaty, slightly trembling hand.

Everyone's eyes swept over at once.

After licking his lips a few times, he finally said with difficulty, "Well, can you listen to me?" ”

"Who are you?" Refugees immediately asked unceremoniously.

His hands trembled even more, and I held them tightly, and all I could hear in my ears was him saying calmly, "I'm too." ”

Someone in the crowd immediately questioned, "Are you too?" Don't lie to the old man. What an idiot! But look at you, you're obviously a normal brother. ”

My whole body trembled, and I clung to him, eager to give him all the strength of my body.

At this time, Zhang Hong stood up and said, "This place is indeed His Royal Highness, and I am the father-in-law who serves Tai." You can also hear from the sound of my voice, I am a eunuch, from the palace. If you still don't believe that I'm a eunuch, I can give you a medical examination right away. ”

The crowd burst into laughter. At this burst of laughter, the tense atmosphere that had been tense just now suddenly miraculously eased.

At this point, Tai turned his head to look at me, and I quickly nodded at him, and encouraged him in a whispered voice, "Just say what we just discussed." "Whatever the outcome, we'll leave it to fate.

Someone in the crowd said, "Okay, we believe that you are Tai, so may I ask Your Highness, what will you have to declare?" It was a mocking tone.

He was stunned for a moment, and just when I thought he was afraid to speak, he stammered "I...... I...... It is on behalf of the father who is sick in bed...... I came to comfort you, my father was originally ...... He was going to drive in person, but unfortunately he was tired...... Sick ......"

"Don't instigate! You just don't want to give us food. "The crowd got impatient.

I was shocked. Today's scene is too tense enough. Those people are still so rude and rude, they dare to interrupt his words, it's really embarrassing.

I was worried that I was too scared to speak, but I heard him say one word very clearly: "Give!" ”

At this time, even Mrs. Yang and King Qi were anxious, and they turned around together and shouted "Your Highness......".

You must know that as soon as the word "give" is spoken, it will not be recovered. Since he is patrolling on behalf of the heavens, what he says is a holy decree, and there is no joke in you.

There was a cheer from the refugees.

At this time, Tai added another sentence, "But it's not this kind of giving." ”

The refugees immediately asked, "What is that?" ”

At this time, he didn't seem to be so nervous, and said in a steady tone, "You want to live, that's right; It's true that those who remain in the disaster area want to survive. We have brought all this food in total, and if it is given to you and the people in your hometown will starve to death, will you bear it? Therefore, I suggest that we divide this grain equally, half of it will be distributed among you, and half of it will be transported to the disaster area. ”

As soon as the refugees discussed with each other, one of them immediately said, "It's okay, let's divide it quickly." ”

Tai said, "You can't just divide it here." Because we don't know who of you is the real refugee and who is the fake recipient. With such a precious life-saving food, you don't want to be taken by those fake refugees, do you? Why don't you go back to Xiangyang City with us, and when you get there, you can get food based on the refugee register, okay? ”

Another refugee said, "We ran for our lives in a panic, and we still brought our registration books with us." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a register, go to the government to reapply for it. As long as you can prove that you are indeed a refugee, open a provisional registration book, and we will still send you rice. ”

Having said this, Mrs. Yang and King Qi also hurriedly helped to promise. The crowd finally slowly moved out of the way.

At this time, the sunset has put away its last rays, and dusk has come. The car started rolling and rolling again. As soon as the car door closed, I rushed over and hugged him and said, "Oh my God, you are like a hero today, you saved all of us!" My husband is so good, I love you to death! ”

Hey? Why is there no response? Isn't my horse beating loud enough?

I let go of my hand, and someone fell limply.

My "hero", after his generous—oh, excuse, trembling—statements, probably fainted with fright the more he thought about it.