Chapter Seventy-Three: The Granary

"Gu Yuan has already gone north to Beijing. ”

Bai Gongzi snorted, noncommittal.

"Mo Yi entered the imperial city at night and met the emperor. ”

"Hmm. ”

Shen Zheng went to see Mo Yi on the second day. ”

Bai Gongzi laughed.

"Go ahead, don't come back to me after you go back this time, unless the world is in chaos. ”

In the darkness, footsteps sounded, but stopped.

"They...... Will it succeed?"

"I don't know. Bai Gongzi shook his head, "If you can succeed, you can spend the rest of your life with peace of mind, and you can avoid a disaster in this world." Otherwise, the world will be in chaos, and this is the opportunity I have been waiting for. ”

"If so, can I see you again?"

"Then I will keep you safe. ”

......

"This is where the displaced people in Jiangnan gather today. ”

Outside Yangzhou City, where the Mo family gathered the displaced people, a disciple of the Mo family squatted on the ground and drew a map of Jiangnan with broken tiles, telling Bai Gongzi beside him about the current situation.

As soon as Mo was gone, everything here was handed over to Bai Gongzi by him, and with the help of the Boat Gang and the Cao Gang, now the displaced people have settled down.

"It's incomprehensible that the displaced people did not go to the sea and the southern mountains, but mostly came from the north. ”

The disciple of the Mo family shook his head while looking at the map from his hand, his face puzzled.

"They're chasing food. ”

"The sea ban is now abandoned, the seaside can rely on fish and shrimp to satisfy hunger, the barbarian land in the mountains in the south, there is no persecution from the family, there have always been homeless people living in seclusion, even if the grain goes north, why do the homeless people go far away?"

Bai Gongzi smiled.

She knew it was abnormal, and she knew why, but she didn't want to say it.

"The tricky thing about this matter is that if you don't know why, you can't reverse it, then the Jiangshui Boat Gang and the Cao Gang will inevitably have to face the homeless people, and as the Mo family can see, they can't hold on. ”

"I'm here. ”

"The homeless people gather, unless there is a large army, no one can stop it, and neither can the Mo family," the Mo family disciple did not raise his head, stared at the map and shook his head, "Although there is nothing wrong here, in fact, it is in danger, and sooner or later a catastrophe will come, so you must prepare early." ”

"Thou shalt not move, thou shalt not move. ”

"That's true. Just ......"

"If something happens here, there is no place of peace in the world. Bai Gongzi looked at the map on the ground, and admired the power of the Mo family in his heart, "Everything depends on Mo Yi, I believe in him." ”

The disciple of the Mo family raised his head and showed a smiling face: "If Juzi can't do something, no one in the world can do it." ”

He stood up and stretched, and let out a long breath: "It's a big deal that the world is in chaos, hehe, the emperor didn't belong to their demon clan from the beginning." ”

Bai Gongzi didn't say anything, she looked at the map, compared with the original plan, and became more and more clear about what was happening in her heart.

Although the south of the Yangtze River is turbulent everywhere, the displaced people are everywhere, but it can still be clearly seen that most of the displaced people come from the richest places in the south of the Yangtze River, where the land is originally fertile, there are many farmers, and it is the prevalence of silkworm reeling.

It is true that part of the reason why these displaced people went north was to chase food, their hometown was close to the river, and there were several large warehouses on the bank, which were the most effective place to help the victims in previous years.

However, Bai Gongzi knew that the homeless people were destined to be disappointed.

"In your opinion, Mo Yiyi's failure is nothing?"

The disciple of the Mo family smiled: "Do your best, follow the will of heaven, and you can't do anything, naturally there is a reason for it." ”

"If you really want chaos in the world, what do you Mo family want?"

The Mo family disciple was stunned for a moment, then pulled out a stiff smile and turned his face away from Bai Gongzi.

But Bai Gongzi saw the hatred in his eyes.

Bai Gongzi smiled.

......

"I won't meet Shen Zheng, Confucianism does such a thing, even if I usually see it, I will be seen as weak by the world. ”

The Emperor shook his head and sighed.

"Now the only way is for you to be a messenger and mediate between me and Confucianism, but you have to work hard to go back and forth. ”

Mo Yi was silent, did not agree, and did not refuse.

"I just don't know what the Maison thinks. ”

"Jiangnan is too far away," although there was no smile on the emperor's face, Mo Yi could see that he was indeed much more relaxed, "What the family thinks, they still want Gu Yuan to tell them, and what Gu Yuan thinks, I want Shen Zheng to tell him." ”

"Shen Xingzhong is not an ignorant person, he knows how to appease the family. ”

Mo nodded, the emperor's methods were indeed very clever, at least this time, he thought more than Mo Yi.

"It's just that how to say it to Shen Zheng, I still have you to think about it. ”

"I know what to do. ”

The Emperor nodded.

Mo Yixing saluted: "The grass people retire." ”

"Wait," the emperor seemed to suddenly remember something, "Li Yuan's loyal and brave man, his spiritual position is now the Taimiao Ghost Shrine, you can move it out, choose a place for burial, and set up a temple as a god." ”

Mo Yi turned his back to the emperor and was silent for a long time.

"Good. ”

Then he left.

The Emperor looked at the door and stood quietly.

After a long time, he collapsed in his chair and trembled and raised a military newspaper in his right hand.

Tiger Pass has fallen.

The Nine Emperors led an army of 10,000 to send the Assassins into the Gate of Heaven to quell the turmoil, and Wang Baobao led the army to build a defensive line to defend the north.

The situation is no different from a collapse.

The emperor was so confused that he couldn't help but wonder what the families and homeless people in Jiangnan would think if they knew the news.

And what would the armies of the north think if they knew about the mess in the south of the Yangtze River.

Everything is on the edge of a cliff and crumbling.

The Emperor threw the newspaper into the brazier, watched the flames sway, rise and disappear, and let out a long breath.

There is hope.

At least things in Jiangnan have begun to improve, and if Caoyun can stay fine, there is still hope for the war in the north.

The Nine Emperor Princes may not be able to defeat the inhuman terror cavalry, but he can at least send that dragon into the Fallen Heaven Gate, and the rest is Wang Baobao's war with this army.

Xiang Wu's plan was clear and thorough, and everyone who saw it would believe that it would definitely become a reality, so there was only one question left in front of the emperor - to keep Jiangnan calm and Cao Yun stable until the end of the war.

The emperor gradually calmed down.

So now, the question in front of him is how to make Jiangnan return to tranquility.

Perhaps, though, there is another way.

The emperor recalled the location of several granaries in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the past ten years, there has been nothing to do in the south of the Yangtze River, and all the taxes collected by the local people, except for those who arrived in the north through Cao Yun, have all been piled up in a few large warehouses in case of accidents, and they have only been unable to enter and exit for a long time now.

Maybe it's time.