"500,000 stone ......"

At the head of the city, Xu Chong looked at Jiang Zhihong with a little surprise in his eyes.

He thought that he would be able to get tens of thousands of stones at most, but who knew that there were 500,000 stones.

"Oh, what's so surprising."

Jiang Zhihong smiled, "If I were still in that seat, I could get a million stones." ”

"Okay......"

Xu Chong nodded, "With these 500,000 stone corn, even if it is not replaced with bran and mixed with sand, it is enough for these people in Fenggu County to live." ”

"No, not enough."

Jiang Zhihong shook his head, "I picked some people and asked them to spread the news around Yongzhou that there is enough food in Fenggu County. ”

“……”

Xu Chong frowned, "In this way, the survivors will definitely flock here, and now, there are at least eight million people in the entire Yongzhou...... 500,000 stone corn? ”

The topography of Fenggu County is here, not to mention the abundant water sources, in addition to the flat land on all sides, there are also some low slopes, which is not a problem to accommodate 8 million people, not to mention that there are many losses on the road.

But the problem is that there are only 500,000 stone corn, even if all of them are replaced with bran and mixed with sand, it is far from enough for so many people to live.

After all, the highest proportion of mixed sand is so much, no matter how much it is, not only can it not save lives, but it is still killing in disguise.

"I know that 500,000 stones are not enough."

Jiang Zhihong looked at the city, and a little light was reflected in his eyes, "In fact, let alone 500,000 stones, doubling it is not enough." ”

"Because, every day these people live, the relief of the imperial court will continue to drag on for another day."

"Unless, as Lou Youzhi did back then, there are nearly two million stone of grain, it is possible to delay until the next season of rice matures and survive the disaster smoothly."

Two million stone ......

Indeed, Yongzhou is located in the south and has a warm climate, which can support the growth of winter rice.

But even if you organize cultivation now, when the harvest comes, it will be spring next year.

For six months, there were no two million stone corns to exchange for bran and sand, and they simply couldn't last that long.

Xu Chong was even more puzzled, "Then why do you want the entire Yongzhou people to rush over?" ”

"Why?"

Jiang Zhihong smiled, "In order to keep them alive." ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you."

"I don't plan to change these 500,000 stone grains for anything or anything."

Jiang Zhihong stretched out his hand outside the city wall and slowly held it: "I want to use my Jiang Zhihong's method to let these people ...... Survive all! ”

"Your ...... way"

Xu Chong racked his brains, but he still couldn't figure it out.

With only 500,000 stone grains, how can so many people live?

"Don't get involved in this matter."

Jiang Zhihong turned around and glanced at Xu Chong deeply, "You are still young, and you will be more useful than an old man like me in the future." ”

Xu Chong's complexion changed suddenly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

At this time, Jiang Zhihong had already turned around and descended the city wall.

"Yin God!"

Xu Chong didn't think about it, and immediately left his body and went to see Jiang Zhihong.

Really!

The halo circulating on Jiang Zhihong's body surface has turned bright red!

This means that Jiang Zhihong will not be long before a catastrophe comes!

"How so!"

Xu Chong was horrified.

This time, he has seen many people with the Yin God.

For example, most of these people outside the city are red.

The same is true for those in the city, except for the Canglong people.

And Jiang Zhihong, from beginning to end, is white and slightly gray, indicating that there is not much longevity.

It was the same until the time I left a few days ago.

How did it suddenly change?!

Even if Jiang Zhihong collapsed the Dao Seed, he would still be washing his body nine times now.

In the entire Yongzhou, who can kill him except himself?

Xu Chongyin returned to his body, and his face was pale.

"I want to see, with me here, in Yongzhou, who can kill you......"

……

……

With food, the originally turbulent public sentiment quickly calmed down.

In just one day, the order that Xu Chong had just arrived was restored.

And from the next day, there was a large influx of people.

Wave after wave.

The open area around Fenggu County is filled in and enriched at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

I have to say that Dian Shi Chuwei is a very talented person.

Long before the arrival of a large number of displaced people, a plan was drawn up, and a large number of people were selected from the original refugees from outside the city to fill the ranks of the government officials, so as to maintain order after the number of people increased.

At the same time, the number of times Jiang Zhihong went out of the city for treatment increased from twice a day to six times a day.

Even so, Rao is still unable to keep up with the pace of refugee inflows.

Seeing this situation, Xu Chong took the initiative to take on the rest of the part.

When Jiang Zhihong's strength recovers in the future, he will be responsible for going outside the city for treatment.

Gradually, there is also a name of 'little miracle doctor'.

In this way, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Day 5.

There's a strange group of people outside the city.

Although he was dressed in the same coarse linen clothes, he was extremely clean and tidy, and his hair was meticulously kept, which seemed out of place with the crowd around him.

This group of people didn't eat or drink, so they just wandered in the crowd and watched from afar, watching everything that happened in Fenggu County.

On the seventh day, the gang could not sit still.

"Let's go, there's nothing more to see."

One shook his head and whispered.

"I thought it was the ...... of the imperial court's disaster relief materials"

The other sighed, "I still wonder why I bypassed the Third Division and sent it to a county seat...... After all, Jiang Lao was not appointed as a relief envoy. ”

"Now it seems that this is not a disaster relief from the imperial court at all, it is Jiang Lao who used his connections to scrape together such a little food."

Another spoke in disappointment.

"If you want to help the disaster on your own, if he is still the emperor of the left capital, it is still possible to do it, what ...... now?"

"In other words, did Jiang Lao really offend Lou Xiang so ruthlessly? This is nearly 10 million lives, just to vent gas? ”

"Lou Xiang...... The granaries of various prefectures caught fire and were destroyed overnight, wouldn't it be the building that made them do it? ”

"You don't want to die, you dare to guess even this?!"

"Uh...... The mouth does not choose the words, the mouth does not choose the words. ”

"The grievances between these big names are not something that a few of us can mix with a few high-ranking officials, so it's better to go back to the department and hide."

"I hope we don't get involved......"

"Now the refugees from the entire province are rushing here, and the responsibility lies with Jiang Lao alone, and theoretically, we are at most derelict in our duties."

"Hopefully......"

The gang just walked away quietly.

Neither Xu Chong nor Jiang Zhihong had ever noticed that the heads of the three divisions of the military and law of a province had gathered here.

On the eighth day, the number of refugees from all over the country began to drop sharply.

On the ninth day, a whole day, but only more than 30,000 people arrived.

This large-scale migration has finally come to an end.

Jiang Zhihong knew that the time he was waiting for had come.

That night, he took off his black gauze hat, took off his official robe, changed into the green shirt that Zhishi wore when he returned home, and went to the city.

The night breeze blows the green shirts.

Jiang Zhihong just stood quietly, looking at the dense lights in all directions.

Xu Chong's Yin God also stood quietly, looking at Jiang Zhihong.

Time passes little by little.

The sky was about to dawn, and Xu Chong had to return to his body, use greedy light instead, and guard Jiang Zhihong's side.

Mao time.

The light of heaven pierced the earth.

Tens of thousands of smoke from the porridge shed rise.

At this moment, a grandiose and arrogant voice arose.

"Old man Jiang Zhihong."

"People from Gunzhou."

"The old man is literate at the age of three, and he reads at the age of five......"

A loud sound rang out, causing an uproar.

After all, they never imagined that someone could speak so loudly.

But soon, with Jiang Zhihong's narration, millions of refugees involuntarily immersed themselves in it, following Jiang Zhihong's words, imagining a life full of ups and downs.

Jiang Zhihong said to himself, his voice expanding thousands of times with strength.

From studying hard in the cold window of childhood, to the imperial examination of youth, he was pointed out as the champion and entered the officialdom.

From being complacent and prominent for a while, to being degraded again and again, falling into a trough, and then rising to the top, becoming the imperial history of the left capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

It was only then that no one reacted.

"I remember! Jiang Qingtian! It turned out that he was Jiang Qingtian! ”

"No wonder, no wonder the drums are different from other places......

“……”

The crowd began to make a noise.

But this time it was different, and the emotions of excitement, rejoicing, and honor accounted for the vast majority.

"-Yes!"

Jiang Zhihong looked up to the sky and roared, "The old man boasts that his life is for Daqing and the world, but he has never been for the people!" ”

"Without the people, how can you come to the world, and how can you come to Daqing?"

"The old man is really a person who sells his reputation and reputation!"

Xu Chong, who had been vigilant and prepared to deal with the crisis, couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Jiang Zhihong.

"Today, the old man will teach you and the people of Yongzhou this lesson!"

A smile appeared on Jiang Zhihong's face, "Do you know what martial arts are?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Xu Chong's heart was shocked.

He finally understood what Jiang Zhihong was going to do!

Martial arts!

He wants to open up the existence of martial arts to these millions of refugees!

No......

Not public!

Jiang Zhihong wants to teach them martial arts!

"No wonder...... No wonder he was so sure he could save these people......"

Xu Chong looked at Jiang Zhihong in horror.

Only martial arts can make the grain of 500,000 stones exert the effect of one million stones, two million stones, or even more!

Because of the strength!

Protect the body, increase strength, get rid of diseases, and speed up the healing of injuries......

There are so many wonderful uses of strength.

And one of the most basic and basic abilities is to replace the consumption of food!

The essence of the birth of energy is not actually food energy.

It is the food energy that ensures the state of the body, the body is in good condition, and the most basic acupoint unit in the body can give birth to a steady stream of strength, and it is extremely exaggerated.

For example, Xu Chong can eat one meal for five months now.

In the final analysis, it is the human body itself that has too much potential.

If the martial arts are taught to these refugees, 500,000 stone of food, maybe they can really let these people survive the disaster!

As for those who don't learn......

Xu Chong did not doubt this at all.

Even if the martial arts qualifications are extremely poor, and you can't open a few tricks, it's always no problem to open a few tricks.

As long as we can open a trick, the hard demand for food will be reduced somewhat.

The more you drive, the less this hard demand will be.

What's more, with such a huge base, there will definitely be a group of people with good qualifications hidden among the common people, or even people with excellent qualifications.

These early adopters can use their own energy to help others reduce their need for food.

And so on and so forth, and the further you go, the less food you consume!

And the problem of cognitive impairment ......

If nothing else, Jiang Zhihong plans to teach martial arts to these people every day after dawn, so as to offset the obscuration of knowledge and vision.

When the disaster is over, no one reminds them, they will forget the existence of martial arts, even if there are millions of martial artists, they will not be able to make any waves.

All in all, it's a stroke of genius.

The only problem......

Xu Chong's heart was sad.

Jiang Zhihong's move is undoubtedly turning millions of people into martial slaves.

Can the court tolerate him?

(End of chapter)