The organization of the Mo family is not as strict as outsiders say, although they are absolutely obedient to Juzi, but in fact, the disciples of the Mo family are equal most of the time, and everyone enjoys a large degree of freedom.

However, this does not apply to the Mo family who have started to act.

When Mo Yi sent the order to collect the displaced people and send them to Huaiyang, the entire Mo family moved, and they were like countless gears, finding their place in an instant, forming a powerful machine that was running rapidly.

And at the top of this machine, is Bai Gongzi.

She joined the Mo family.

Mo Yi did not leave the capital, and the whole thing was decided by Bai Gongzi.

This is the condition she put forward to the Mo family, and no one in the Mo family refused.

Because when every disciple of the Mo family worked with the Cao Gang and the Jiangshui Boat Gang, they all firmly believed that Bai Gongzi must already be a disciple of the Mo family.

In the hands of this person who can control everything, all the problems have been solved, although slowly, but the displaced people still gather in an orderly manner, cross the river, and arrive at Huaiyang Chaoze.

And there, the disciples of the Mo family had already prepared a huge project.

Huaiyang Chaoze.

In the plains, between the rivers, among the vast farmland, there is a huge wasteland, that is, Huaiyang Chaoze, because the river is diverted and flooded, a huge swamp appears out of thin air, the terrain is complex, the conditions are bad, whether it is the previous dynasty or the demon clan who destroyed the previous dynasty, they all avoid it here and turn a blind eye.

And now, the Mo family wants to let the displaced people here, channel the flow of water, build canals and reclaim wasteland, and use work for relief.

Bai Gongzi stood on the hill, looking at the unrecognizable swamp, and smiled rarely.

From the mountain, the entire swamp has been transformed into a huge construction site, crisscrossing the road network like a skeleton, supporting the procession that stretches for hundreds of miles, and the homeless people work in the swamp, sweating like rain.

"Remarkable. ”

The disciple of the Mo family who was following Bai Gongzi glanced at her and did not answer: "Judging from the current situation, the displaced people are doing things slower than we expected, and the food to be sent out in front of them is less than originally planned, and it can be ......."

"It won't last long," Bai Gongzi shook his head, "Doing things slowly is because of hunger and lack of strength, and it will get faster and faster in the future, far faster than we planned." ”

"Then we need more food, how much?"

"Triple as much. ”

"How is that possible!"

Bai Gongzi smiled and didn't say anything more.

She was right.

The homeless showed an almost fanatical sense of action, and the people who had just lost their land were more eager to get land than anyone could have imagined, and when Bai Gongzi told them that the agricultural land they would get after completing the project would be distributed to them, Bai Gongzi became the god of the earth, and the homeless people were her followers.

People always have to eat, and the harder they work, the more likely they are to go hungry.

But the disciples of the Mo family knew that for the sake of food, Mo Yi, Shen Zheng, and even Confucianism, and even the emperor, had done their best, and it was impossible for them to come up with a grain that exceeded the plan, let alone three times.

"Let Juzi figure it out. ”

"What if he can't figure it out?"

Bai Gongzi turned around and looked at the Mo family disciple behind him, who was dressed in dirty clothes and had calluses on his hands, looking like an old farmer.

"Since we know that Juzi can't think of a way, we have to prepare ourselves. ”

The two fell silent, and the sound of the homeless people on the construction site in the distance became clear.

It was a group of unsettled, but hopeful, and so did their cries.

"What do you want to do?"

"Buy food. ”

Bai Gongzi looked at the old farmer in front of him in surprise, and began to doubt himself for the first time in his heart.

This is the hole card she left for herself.

Almost all of them didn't think about buying food, because no one believed that so many displaced people, in an almost earth-shaking crisis, needed almost a huge amount of food, and could actually buy it.

And the truth is, it is indeed possible to buy.

The thoroughfare of the nine provinces of Wuchang, Suzhou and Hangzhou have been abandoned for pasture for many years, the family has changed rice to mulberry, and the world's grain has been transferred to Huguang, where many grain merchants gather, as long as there is money, at least enough to eat the whole world for two years.

And from Wuchang to the south along the river, to the north of Yangzhou to transfer to the north, until Huaiyang, all the way to the river boat gang and the Cao gang are in the hands of Bai Gongzi, that is to say, he is one step late, and the big thing collapses, Bai Gongzi can collect the displaced people with the power of one person, that is enough to control the power of the world.

Bai Gongzi didn't understand, could it be that any disciple in the Mo family had such an amazing vision?

This disciple of the Mo family, who followed Bai Gongzi, was just an old farmer - a real farmer, he was fifty years old, and he had spent at least forty-five years in the field, except for learning things from the Mo family, the rest of the time was all farming.

And such a person can think of what Bai Gongzi regards as the last thing to rely on.

And such people abound in the Mo family.

"How to buy it?"

The Mo disciple didn't answer, it was just an idea, he didn't have a detailed plan.

"Let's ask Juzi first. ”

"Yes. ”

The Mo disciples didn't say anything more, and the Mo disciples didn't like to talk so much, and they were always silent unless they had to.

The two of them walked down the hill and saw a demon messenger halfway up the hill.

"The emperor has an edict. ”

Bai Gongzi stood sideways, and the disciples of the Mo family greeted him and took the edict.

"Good news!"

"What?"

Bai Gongzi took the edict and opened it, and there were just a few sentences on it.

"Let the Jiangshui Boat Gang and the Cao Gang transport the old grain in the Jiangnan warehouse to reward the merit. ”

Bai Gongzi smiled, handed the edict to the disciples of the Mo family, and did not say anything more.

In her heart, a sneer flashed: "Jiangnan Cangzhong, is there still rice?"

......

Chahan's first stop was Jinling.

Here the tiger stands on the dragon plate, the majestic view of the river, the gateway to the south of the Yangtze River, is the prosperous gathering place in the south of the Yangtze River, but also the place where the soldiers are used, there has always been a large warehouse, piling up rice grain, in case of emergency.

For the demons, this is also the only absolutely safe fortress in Jiangnan, and it is not far from the canal, so the granary in the city is the largest in Jiangnan.

Tsakhan did not meet the old troops who came to greet him, he took only a few imperial guards, and as soon as he entered the city, he went straight to the eastern part of the city.

This is a vast building, bordering the river to the north and the barracks of the demon garrison to the south.

Riding a divine steed, and wrapped his cloak in the cold wind, Tsahan rushed into the gate of the granary, and several whips scattered the soldiers who came to stop him, and rushed straight into the granary closest to the gate.

"Open!"

The two guards jumped off their horses and kicked open the door.

As he was dismounting, he glanced up at the door when he accidentally got one foot stuck in the stirrup and almost fell.