"We don't have to do anything. Mi Jin smiled incomprehensibly, as if he was confident, but he was confused: "Do nothing?"

"Yes. Mi Jin nodded and explained: "One million Xiling civilians, how much food do they need to feed? The Tang family is not enough food to help the civilians, even if it is to recruit Du Sha. ”

This is the same as Chengzhou is flooded, and the two ethnic groups go to pick up refugees, and ordinary civilians are not even qualified to become refugees because they have no value. The biggest difference between this flood and the past is that it will inundate the entire Xiling, and it also includes all the cultivated land in Xiling, which also means that in the next few years, grain is the most important strategic material in the west of Longzhou.

"Chixia Mountain is a mine, the soil layer is very thin, only a small piece of land can be planted, which is where Chixia Village is now, but the Du family is only a thousand people, even if they store grain for hundreds of years every year, they cannot supply such a huge population. Mi Jin waved his hand and made a downward chopping motion: "Even if the population is cut in half, only 800,000 remain, and the Du clan does not have the ability to feed them." But do you think this compassionate Du Daxia will watch millions of people starve to death in front of his eyes?"

Why are commoners so worthless in the eyes of the clan, because these people lack a clear sense of self, but when life is a little passable, they reproduce and give birth like rabbits. As the number of children increases, their lives will become more and more barren, not to mention practicing martial arts, and even eating and dressing have become a luxury.

And all it takes is a small natural disaster or a famine to kill thousands of civilians. There is no need to deliberately control the population, because natural and man-made disasters will automatically control the civilian population at an appropriate level.

Anyway, when the famine passes, a large number of new civilians will appear within twenty years, so the number of civilians is just a string of numbers for the heads of wealthy families like Mijin and Tang Zhi.

And after Mi Jin pointed out the key, Mi Zhen also heard the taste, so he asked, "So you think Du Sha will fall out with Tang Luo?"

"Quite possibly. Mi Jin nodded, confident: "Saving 1.6 million civilians, but letting them starve to death on Chixia Mountain, this is more cruel than letting the flood wash them away, of course Du Sha will ask the Tang clan for food, and even use himself as a bargaining chip, but what he needs is food that can feed 1.6 million people." Even if they wanted to recruit Dusha again, the Tang clan would not take out these grains, because Xiling had a more important target than Dusha and had not yet expressed his position. ”

"You mean the Xiao family and the Nine Great Clans?" Mi Zhen reacted immediately.

If the force of Xiling is divided into twelve parts, the Tang family will divide eight of them, the Xiao family will have one share, and the rest of the family will have three parts.

Among these three parts, the nine wang clans of Cao, Wang, Bei, Pan, Wan, Bai, Pei, Wei, and Zhu are undoubtedly the clans that stand at the top of Xiling, and the standing side of these nine wang clans is the most important thing that the Mi family should strive for.

But who would have thought that Mishen, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of sorting out the hearts of the people of Xincheng, not only completed the suppression with very little strength, but also withdrew his hand to make the four prominent clans of Pan, Bei, Bai, and Wan make up their minds to join the Mi family, this competition for the Xiling family has not yet begun, and the Mi family has already won half of it, as soon as he thinks of this, Mi Zhen is a little excited, and can't help but praise: "The young patriarch is far-sighted, this move is really beautiful." ”

Mi Jin nodded, and there was a smile in his eyes, Mi Shen's amazing performance may be the only thing that Mi Chu is happy about after Mi Chu's death.

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Due East, North, South, West.

Tang Luo, who had his own city-wide broadcast, coupled with the amazing speed of the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique, only took an hour to make a circle in the sky above Xiling, and the sound waves rolled up the white clouds and shook in all directions, and with his strengthened eyesight, he could clearly see the civilians running back to their homes one by one, putting all the half-cooked vegetables and grains in the field into sacks, and the mouthful of pickling jars on their backs.

Of course, there is also a scene of a family quarreling over furniture, as civilians every belongings are hard to save, with three days of preparation time, they don't want to give up any materials at all, and they don't even want to leave pots and pans, several families have moved the things in the house to the courtyard, began to organize and pack, and want to take Chixia Mountain together.

After seeing so many stupid acts, Tang Luo no longer had the strength to be angry, and there were only three days before the flood came, and instead of spending the last three precious days of precious time looking for food and hoarding, there was no one who was entangled in the things outside his body.

Fortunately, there are not all such stupid people among the common people, and there are many smart ones, who tear down the doors of their homes and tie them with quilts, and take food with their families and run to the east of Chixia Mountain.

The wiser ones ran into the woods outside the city with axes, and three full days were enough time for them to roll wooden and bamboo rafts, so that they would not be trapped in place when the flood came.

But the smartest are the small families, although they are not as fast as the big ones, but the tasks of the families are also well distributed.

Some people cut wood, some people store grain, some people collect medicines, some people lead the people to retreat, maybe every family has a straw bag second ancestor, but every family will have capable people, just in terms of efficiency, the family is more than ordinary civilian families.

But being better than civilians does not mean that they will not be stupid, Tang Luo, who overlooks the earth, can see it clearly, many families did not go to Chixia Mountain in the east of the city, but ran towards the low mountains and hills outside the city.

After all, according to past experience, the largest flood in the history of Xiling only reached the chest of an adult, and the flood receded after only three months, so they thought that it was enough to find a low hill to take refuge.

But Tang Luo didn't worry about these people at all, because even if something happened to them, the family's warriors would still be able to flee with them, and the family's fault tolerance rate was so high that they didn't need to take care of it at all.

After completing the broadcast task, Tang Luo landed in the Xingchen Pavilion in the west of the city, and he wanted to explain something to Hua Ji.

Ying Hongyuan stood on the platform with a long knife in armor and closed his eyes to recuperate, Hua Ji was spinning around like a headless fly, and when he saw Tang Luo, he almost rushed to him, and said with a sad face: "Young master, you can come." ”

"What's wrong?" Tang Luo frowned, Hua Ji, as his direct subordinate, did he still need to worry about the flood, he really didn't understand why this expression came from.