Today's Chang'an City, there is no Son of Heaven, no palace, and there is only one absolute ruler - Dong Zhuo. However, in the face of the pressure brought about by the shortage of food and grass, even he had to put down everything and focus on how to deal with it.

Yongliang is barren, that is also for the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Chang'an City is located in Guanzhong, there is the solid of the food letter on the left, the screen of Longshu on the right, the fertile field is thousands of miles, there is the Rao of Bashu in the south, there is the benefit of Hu Yuan in the north, and it is guarded on three sides. Just as in the past years, Daqin and Liu Bang in the early Han Dynasty won the world according to Guanzhong, and the land of Guanzhong is really a place where the king is overpowered.

Throughout the Han Dynasty, in the four hundred years of history, since the Han Dynasty, through the Guangwu Zhongxing, the entire Han Dynasty officially began to enter the decadence, the national strength was weak, and the foreign tribes frequently knocked south, so that the places of You, He, Yong, and Liang have been war-torn for a long time, and gradually desolate, so that the number of people in the land of Yongliang and Liangzhou is less than two million, and the land of Guanzhong "Fertile Thousands of Miles" has finally become a legend.

In Chang'an City, the palace built as the capital in the old days has been changed by Dong Zhuo to Xiangguo Mansion at this time, and it is grandly owned by himself, as for the old servants of the Han family who were originally left behind, they don't know where Dong Zhuo threw them away.

"Now that there is a shortage of grain and grass, it is difficult to maintain it until the summer harvest, I wonder if you have a good plan to solve the current predicament?" On the high seat, Dong Zhuo's clothes were exposed, ignoring the strange eyes of everyone, the eight huge charcoal basins in the room were burning, and the temperature in the house was like spring and summer.

In fact, there are not many people in the house, Dong Zhuo's background, so that he can't recruit anyone to serve in the simple recruitment, and now under Dong Zhuo's command, in addition to Li Ru, Jia Xu, and Guo Jia, there are only three more Gu Yong, Zhong Xuan, and Cai Yong, even Cai Yong, or when he left Luoyang, he exchanged with Liu Xie, the son of heaven, to be able to invite him, as for other generals, Dong Zhuo did not call them to discuss at all, this kind of thing, it is in vain.

The Han family is declining, the world is in turmoil, literati, but anyone with some talents, all are waiting to be chosen, even if someone goes out of the mountain, they are only under the command of Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Han Fu, etc., who are from wealthy families or in high positions, if you really talk about it, Dong Zhuo's official position is already extremely high, just two points alone, he will be restricted.

First, Dong Zhuo is not favored by the world regardless of his background or fame, and second, there is no successor. Dong Zhuo's age is already on the older side, the ancients said: Fifty knows the destiny of heaven, even if Dong Zhuo has proper medical care, he can be on fire for another twenty or thirty years, but he has no successor, no matter how big a dynasty he lays, the final result will only fall apart overnight, and it is precisely because he has seen through this that he will put down everything and concentrate on "cultivating" after returning to Chang'an, but the result is not gratifying.

The six listened to the silence. The matter of grain and grass was already thorough in the hearts of the six people, but the six people finally failed to discuss any way before they reported the news to Dong Zhuo, at this time Dong Zhuo threw the problem back, and the six people were speechless to him, and they couldn't help rolling their eyes in their hearts.

The strange and changing atmosphere of "cough ......" made Dong Zhuo clearly realize that he had made a very low-level mistake, and couldn't help coughing dryly to hide his embarrassment.

After a pause, Dong Zhuo glanced at a few people carefully, and asked out loud with half hesitation: "You are all outstanding people, how can a small matter stump you?" Zhuo Xiang, you're just afraid that you already have an idea in your heart, right? It's just too big to decide, right? ”

Several people glanced at each other, still silent, Dong Zhuo saw it, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Did he guess wrong?

Just when Dong Zhuo's face was embarrassed and uncertain, Li Ru was the first to speak up: "Back to my father-in-law, in fact, there is a shortage of grain and grass, and it is not that there is no way to do it, but the price is a little big...... "Speaking of this, Li Ru's voice stopped abruptly, he understood Dong Zhuo, so even if he was Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, he didn't dare to say the words at once.

"Big? How big can it be? Wenyou, let's talk about it first, no matter what, I don't blame it. Dong Zhuo waved his hand, intending to dispel Li Ru's worries.

"Before the migration of the people, our army has begun to make preparations, is in the process of migration, while migrating while allocating land for them to resettle, as of the end of spring ploughing, this part of the people touched about a million people, plus the original people in my Yongliang land do not have to spend too much effort, but even so, there are still nearly two million people without food and clothing, although it is said that our army from Luoyang and its surroundings gathered to transport back a lot of grain and grass, but it is not enough to feed the population of 200 people until the summer harvest next year."

"There is no major drought this year, the harvest of the autumn harvest is okay, plus the millions of people who have been settled, the grain and grass collected is just enough to feed the army, so that there is no extra grain and grass left, and today's grain and grass can be eaten by the people at most until the end of spring ploughing next year, and after that, I am afraid that I will ......" Saying this, Li Ru's tone became a little heavy, and seeing that Dong Zhuo's face was also embarrassed, the latter words were immediately swallowed back by him.

"What about our neighborhood? Can't borrow grain and grass? After being silent for a long time, Dong Zhuocai spoke again.

"Difficult." Jia Xu, who had been silent, suddenly said loudly: "We have also considered this matter, but the lord acted before, and he has been hated by the people of the world, and the lord has spoken openly, but I am afraid that not only can I not borrow food and grass, but it will inevitably be mixed with humiliation, after all, if the son is not here today, the lord has nothing to make others fearful." ”

Although Jia Xu said the truth, Dong Zhuo's face couldn't help but become darker when he heard it. Jia Xu's words, Dong Zhuo didn't refute it, this kind of thing, Jia Xu doesn't need to find a reason to deceive him, no need for Jia Xu to say more, Dong Zhuo also faintly understands in his heart, I'm afraid that his subordinates must have tried this method.

Since the beginning of the discussion, Gu Yong and Zhong Miao have never spoken, the two of them really don't have much confidence in their future, Gu Yong is better, after all, he was recruited by his teacher's letter, Zhong Yong is even more miserable, he is just a person who was forcibly kidnapped, until now, he still has a mouthful of resentment in his heart and can't vent it, where can he say more?

On the other side, Guo Jia leaned slightly on the desk, slowly sipping the tea in front of him, as if the tea was a masterpiece in the world, and there was no room for anything else in his eyes, at this moment, Cai Yong, who had also been sitting without making a sound, suddenly got up, and shouted with an ugly face: "No matter what, since Xiangguo has moved them here, we must give them a way to live, two million people, these are two million innocent people......