It's not that Yuwen Shihong has never seen the famine scene, but even if he has seen it many times, it is difficult to have no waves in his heart, but it will be very heartbreaking to look at it.

"I grabbed it first! You let go! ”

Seeing that the hungry people were no longer grabbing bowls, but grabbing white rice that had been scattered all over the ground and mixed with the soil, he reached out and grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

In this scene, Yuwen Shihong's eye sockets were hot when he watched it.

The soldiers who were cooking on the fire around were also stunned.

"Soldiers, cook more food to help the hungry! Get out of the grain and meat! Our logistics have been shipped from Sinong Temple one after another! ”

"Eat a few bites of salted meat for the time being! When I return to Beijing in triumph! I eat fresh with the soldiers! ”

Under Yuwen Shihong's appeal, the soldiers who had long been unable to see it brought aside the freshly cooked rice porridge or rice, and let the hungry people fight for it fiercely. ，

They don't even have a bowl, they just want to put their hands into the hot rice pot or rice porridge, and then grab the hot rice with their hands, and they are not afraid of the heat, they just gobble it up!

There are still some hungry people who have some strength to scramble around, and the hungry and weak old and weak women and children can only watch from the periphery, and they can't squeeze in if they want to.

"it!" Yuwen Shihong rarely broke out swear words:

"Soldiers, take out all the dry food you carry with you and distribute it to them! Let them go back and cook and eat it themselves. ”

Five thousand soldiers who entered the city received this order by word of mouth.

Soon, the hungry people who had rushed to get the food rushed to a secluded place, and were in a hurry to make a fire to burn the dry food, and some of them were even chewing millet and rice when they were so hungry.

"Your Majesty, the dry food brought by the soldiers has been delivered, but you can see ......"

"There are also hungry people who have not received dry food."

Yang Jian walked over with a sad face and reported to Yuwen Shihong.

"Yang Aiqing, how many people do you estimate in the city?" Yuwen Shihong asked.

Yang Jian scratched the back of his head and said roughly:

"We waited for a full 5,000 soldiers to enter the city, and the dry food for 5,000 people was not enough to provide relief, which means that the hungry people in Hezhou should have 10,000 or more, maybe 350,000."

"You can't watch the hungry people starve to death...... Yuwen Shihong muttered, and at the same time scolded a few words in his heart for the Hezhou Taishou who was killed by him just now:

"Yang Aiqing listened to the order, today, we must complete the overall planning of the population of the people in Hezhou City, and according to the overall number, ensure that they have at least three days' surplus food in their hands."

"These three days are what you have earned for yourself, and you have to settle down the people of Hezhou within three days, until the officials of Sinong Temple come to take over with you."

"Huh?"

Yuwen Shihong walked away after saying that, leaving Yang Jian alone and standing there stupidly.

"There are so many hungry people...... The food has been distributed, and the shortage of military food still needs to be solved urgently. Yang Jian's head suddenly grew big.

Yuwen Shihong went to look for Yang Shuang, there was chaos just now, and after an order, Yang Shuang disappeared from him, I don't know where he went.

The Taishou Mansion of Hezhou, even the courtyard is magnificent.

After Yuwen Shi Hongxin walked inside, he happened to see Yang Shuang sitting in the courtyard with nine soldiers.

They gathered around a bonfire, and they also looked at the clay pot on the bonfire with hungry faces, waiting for the dry food in the clay pot to be cooked quickly.

"Ah, Your Majesty is here."

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Yuwen Shihong suddenly came over, and Yang Shuang hurriedly saluted:

"The street is too chaotic, and the last general has not entered the water for a day and a night, which is really ...... Please forgive your Majesty! ”

Yuwen Shihong smiled and waved his hand, motioning for them to sit back, and at the same time he also sat around the campfire:

"Does the injury matter?"

Yang Shuang shook his head again and again, he lowered his eyes and looked at his left arm, which had been hit by scattered bullets, which had been wrapped with a coarse cloth:

"It's just a skin injury, Your Majesty Xie is worried!"

"You kid is very bold," Yuwen Shihong sighed with a smile:

"This time it's your meritorious service! But in the future, don't be so reckless! ”

"This time the city was successfully broken, and luck also accounted for a certain component! If you're unlucky, chances are! I'm going to have one less general! ”

"Got it!"

Yang Shuang hurriedly stood up and responded seriously to Yuwen Shihong's words of praise and reprimand:

"The last general will obey the order!"

……

In Yongzhou City, the scouts rode war horses and brought the good news of the battlefield back to Beijing one after another!

"Hezhou victory!"

"Henan County Victory!"

"Bear State Victory!"

The scout straddled the tall warhorse, held a flag waving in the wind, and kept calling out the battle situation in his mouth!

When the people walking in Fang Street heard the quick news of the scouts, they all shouted heroically and heroically!

In the Weiwei Temple Mansion, Pang Chao was absentmindedly dealing with the affairs in the temple, and from time to time he raised his head and looked at the door of the Mansion, looking up to see if there was anyone who had sent a message and brought news from Yang Jian!

Just when he was so anxious that he couldn't sit still, a soldier of the forbidden army wearing a scout robe hurriedly came.

Pang Chao stood up excitedly, and before he could speak, the scout hurriedly said:

"Lord Yang asked me to pass the word, and asked my lord to temporarily take the position of the secretary of the Weiwei Temple and preside over the daily affairs of the Weiwei Temple!"

"Where is the Shaoqing of Weiwei Temple?"

"Huh? Oh! Hold on! Pang Chao hurriedly walked out of the mansion, and after a short time, he arrested Wei Qing, who was busy outside.

When Wei Qing was still stunned, the scout hurriedly said:

"Your chief officer has an order, and the chief secretary will temporarily replace the guard Wei Siqing, and the young secretary will urgently deliver the matter on behalf of Lord Yang!"

After that, the scout stuffed a copy of the matter written by Yang Jian into Wei Qing's hands, and left the mansion in a hurry.

Wei Qing opened the door and took a look, and his eyes were about to fall off:

"What are you doing, sir? Isn't it a march? Why did you stay in Hezhou again? Settle down and state hungry? Shouldn't this be dealt with by the local Taishou after the surrender of the local Taishou? ”

"If every city makes such an exception, and the generals in the army take care of the local administration, then how can they fight?"

Yang Jian thought about breaking his head, and he couldn't think of how to settle the hungry people in Hezhou on the spot and on the same day, he searched through the official mansion of Hezhou, and only then did he know how bad the local officials of Hezhou were-

They had long known that Hezhou was going to be lost, so when the Zhou army besieged Hezhou, they quietly transferred Hezhou's money, grain and grass early on.

It sounds good to say that it is a transfer! Running away with money and food is the truth!

And that's not all! Not only did they take away the money and food that the government was greedy for, but they also looted all the people before leaving!

The people were first looted by the magistrates, and then by the Qi army defending the city! During the siege, a large number of people began to starve to death five days ago!

The way Yang Jian thought of was to ask the scout who routinely sent messages to the rear to pass the message on his behalf, and Wei Qing, who he had always been optimistic about, would definitely not drop the chain!

Wei Qingxin knew that the matter was very important, and he didn't have time to complain even half a sentence more, so he hurriedly transcribed another copy of the matter, and ran towards the inner hall quickly!

And Pang Chao stood in place, his face black and dark.