Chapter 289 Grain and Grass Problem

"I am willing to fight Zhao for the king!"

"The minister applied to fight!"

After the generals reported their preparations for war, they took the initiative to ask for help.

Although Meng Qi has the intention to go to the battlefield again, he only made the merit of destroying Chu not long ago, and this time he will go to rob Zhao's main general, what does this make the king think? What do your colleagues think?

So, Meng Xiao only echoed everyone to say one or two sentences, and then said no more.

Qin Wangzheng's eyes swept over the generals, and saw that they had no opinion on the strategy of cutting down Zhao proposed by Wei Yu, so he opened his mouth and said: "Wang Juan and Wei Yu will take care of the grain, grass, baggage and people's planning. ”

"Whoa!" Wang Juan and Wei Yu glanced at each other and agreed.

"Ma Xing and Meng Tian are responsible for the transportation of grain and grass equipment, which is extremely important to ensure the continuous supply of materials."

"Whoa!" Meng Tian was excited for the first time on his own.

"Don't be weak, as the envoy of King Qin, you will enter Zhao again." Qin Wangzheng's words don't need to be said explicitly, everyone present naturally understands them.

"Whoa!" Suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, after many years of diplomatic career, the final decisive battle will soon be ushered in.

Immediately after this meeting, the Qin State was running at high speed.

Wang Juan and Wei Yu were pulling grain taxes from all over the country, and their swords frowned: "This expedition was initially set at 400,000 troops. After so many years of development, although the granary of Daqin has become more and more abundant, in recent years, the conquest has continued to ......"

In the past few years, after fighting the Eastern and Western Zhou, Wei, Korea, and Chu, it has almost never stopped. If it weren't for the potatoes and the accumulation of national strength in the past, Daqin would have been dragged down a long time ago.

There is also the construction of Dujiangyan and Zhengguo Canal, which are all consuming people and food!

"Do you want to raise taxes?" Wei Yi looked at the balance of the granary, and his heart was very uneasy.

With this bit of grain and grass, in case of a disaster year, I am afraid that there will be chaos in Daqin.

Wang Juan paced, really in a dilemma: "No." Han Wei has not yet completely surrendered, and the state of Chu has just suffered from famine, so it should be treated favorably at this time. ”

Can't collect grain from the newly subdued Han Chuwei, where will the grain come from? Do you want to loot the old Qin people again?

Just as the two looked at each other with sad faces, there was a bustling noise outside the official office.

"Who's making a fuss outside?" Wang Juan scolded loudly.

"My lord, it's Ding'anhou's tax here!" The subordinate said happily.

Wang Juan and Wei Yi walked out together, muttering: "Pay the tax, pay the tax, why did you pay it here?" Why is it so unruly? ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Juan looked up and saw that the convoy transporting grain was like a long dragon, winding and winding, blocking the traffic.

Wei Yi's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he directly pumped cold air: "It turned out that it was not to pay taxes to us, but the queue was too long, and it was actually here!" ”

What a load of food this requires!

Wang Juan didn't care about anything else, and went straight to the official office, until he ran out of breath, and then he caught the Bashu grain transportation officer who was reconciling the accounts.

"What's going on?!"

The grain transport officer smiled honestly: "Badi and Chu Nan both have a bumper harvest. ”

"That can't be so many!" Wang Wan frowned coldly, he and Wei Yu had already memorized the grain output of each county over the years, could it be that Bashu County was cheating before?

The grain transport officer pursed his lips, his expression was both indignant and aggrieved: "We Ding'an Hou said that Xianyang may need grain, so we will transfer the grain from Baiyue to you for free." ”

Wang Wan said: "Baiyue? Isn't that barren land? ”

The corners of the grain transport officer's lips were raised high, and he looked like you were making a fuss and had never seen the world: "Although the population of Baiyue is smaller, we Ding'anhou said that the climate there is very suitable for farming. ”

"Can they be willing?" Wei Yu interjected. Baiyue is very brave and good at fighting, and there are many mountains, once they can't beat them, they will hide in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, which is annoying.

"What we sold to them in Bashu County won their love. I trade it with grain, and there can be a discount. Of course they are willing to farm. The grain transport officer said.

Wang Juan and Wei Mi exchanged glances, so Wei Mi pulled the grain transport officer to the study next door, and then closed the door.

"When did you start trading with Baiyue?"

The grain transport officer's dark eyes looked at Wei Yu and Wang Xuan, and then pulled the corners of his mouth, as if smiling: "This matter is well known to everyone in Bashu, and there is no need to hide it from adults." After Gang Chengjun arrived in Bashu, Ding'an Hou handed over the matter of Baiyue to him. ”

Wei Yi was stunned in place, how did he start so early?

Immediately, Wei Yu showed a wry smile, in vain he claimed to be the best at analyzing the battle situation in the world, but he was not as good as a girl? At that time, how old was Ding'an Hou? She set her sights on Baiyue early......

Wang Juan asked eagerly: "How much more grain can you get from Baiyue?" ”

"A lot," the grain transport officer said solemnly, "Last year, our Stargazing Bureau issued a warning that there may be a major drought this year, especially in the Guanzhong area. So since last year, we have increased our grain procurement in Baiyue. ”

Great drought?

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Wang Juan's entire scalp was numb, what should Daqin do if the matter of cutting Zhao was rubbed and dragged on for a year and a half?

"I said it, I wrote several official letters, but I was sent back." The grain transport officer was indignant.

Wang Juan smiled awkwardly.

To be honest, if it weren't for Ding'anhou taking out so much food at once, it could indeed be seen from her actions that she was spending a lot of money to prepare for the drought, and Wang Juan really didn't believe in the inference of the Stargazing Bureau.

It is not a secret that Bashu County established a stargazing bureau.

The high-ranking officials and nobles of Xianyang paid close attention to it at first, but later found that the Stargazing Bureau had predicted the weather, and it was not accurate, so they lost interest in the Stargazing Bureau, thinking that Ding'an Hou must have been fooled.

The drought is even more outrageous, the weather in a few days is not predictable, and a year from now?

Wang Juan laughed haha, so he skipped this matter.

When Qin Wangzheng listened to Wang Xuan's report, he was a little dazed for a while. It turned out that although she did not support her own war against Zhao, in terms of action, she was still preparing for Zhao Zhao.

Qin Wangzheng's heart has a moment of softness, this may be the love of childhood sweethearts.

"Since grain and grass are not a problem, everything will be done according to the strategy of Fa Zhao." Qin Wang Zheng said coldly.

Qin Wangzheng's heart to cut down Zhao is very firm, and the matter of cutting Zhao is even accurate to the sky.

Fortunately, with the grain and grass provided by Ding'an Hou, the preparation for cutting Zhao went smoothly.

In autumn and winter, grain and grass were continuously transported to the bases outside the customs and the granaries along the way through which the various armies would pass.

Until the beginning of spring of the following year, the Qin army was ready in every way, and under the eyes of Qin Wangzheng, the black army rumbled out of Hangu Pass and marched towards Zhao.

Half a month later, the main army of Qin pressed towards Zhao.