Wind media, taken from the meaning of flower pollination and wind as a medium, refers to those wandering warriors who are responsible for inquiring about intelligence and selling news. A lot of news about the rivers and lakes, major events in the world have to pass through the mouth of the wind media and spread to the world.

A seemingly ordinary piece of news may be worth thousands of dollars in another place.

Especially for those clans, being well-informed is the most important thing, as it will keep you safe from evil and good fortune.

Big families like the Tang clan and the Mi clan have raised special wind media, and established wind media genera to manage them.

And in this November, an important piece of information on Mi's desk led them to convene an emergency meeting again.

After three months of continuous heavy rains, the Han River was churning, and the once-in-a-century flood spread Chengzhou for 3,000 miles, affecting more than 100 cities and flooding millions of fertile fields.

It is conceivable that tens of millions of refugees will be displaced.

"How could he Tang Zhi get the news so early!" This was the first time that Mi Jin didn't know how many times he had asked in his heart, and when he saw this urgent letter from the wind media, he completely understood Tang Zhi's plan.

These people in the Mi Power Center all looked gloomy, and they no longer had the smugness of the autumn harvest.

I thought that raising the price of grain was a bargain, but now it seems that it is simply lifting a stone to shoot myself in the foot.

The new grain in Xiling is all in the hands of the Tang family, and it is the winter and the new grain, and there will be no new grain until the spring of the next year. Although there was a lot of fine food in the storehouse, it was still not enough to accommodate a large number of refugees.

For the current Tang Mi and the two clans, whoever can achieve a population explosion will be able to achieve a skyrocketing strength.

And such a great opportunity actually fell on the lack of food, how did this group of people accept.

Therefore, this emergency council is to find a suitable way to complete the extradition of refugees, and even if it can't be done, it is necessary to prevent the Tang family from completing the extradition of a large number of refugees!

Mishen looked at the crowd and decided to be the first to speak: "The situation is not as bad as we thought. ”

"Isn't it bad? Our food, excluding what our own people need to eat and what we need to sell in the coming year, can feed no more than 100,000 people. And the Tang clan now has at least one million tons of new grain stocks in their hands, what else can be considered bad?" Mi Hu, who was the sect leader, said coldly, even if Mi Shen was his own son, he was not polite at all.

Because he felt the need to let Mishen know how urgent the situation had become.

The rest of the elders also nodded, who would have thought that the Tang Clan would actually prepare half a year in advance, which made the Mi Clan fall into passivity all of a sudden.

Mi Shen nodded calmly and said, "It's a fact that we don't have enough food, but where do we need so much food to extradite refugees?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and asked inexplicably: "If there is not enough food, how to extradite refugees, even if they are plundered on the boat, they will have to starve to death if they have no food, what we need is warriors, not slaves." ”

"New grain, old grain, aged grain? That's what we say. Mishen's expression couldn't hide the indifference: "But for refugees, these are good things that can fill their stomachs and save their lives!"

"Ten catties of aged grain mixed with hundreds of catties of bran are bagged, who said that this is not food. ”

Bran, the husk of wheat and millet, is commonly used as animal food.

Mishen's idea is to let people eat animals to survive and reduce food consumption.

Mizhu hated to understand his strategy, if Chen Mi was mixed with bran, maybe some desperate ordinary people would get on the boat, how could those warriors be willing to comply, if they were willing to eat animal food, they would also practice martial arts and make balls.

"What are the warriors inside?"

Mi Shen understood this inflexible clan brother and explained: "Of course, we will bring a lot of new and old grain to attract refugees to the ship, and I believe that the Tang clan has the same idea." ”

"Only this time we missed the first step and there was not enough food. But after all, there are a few warriors, and it is said that it can cope with the past with some new grain mixed with old grain, and as for those refugees, they will use aged grain and bran bran, so that at least we will not lag behind the Tang clan. ”

Everyone nodded, very satisfied with Mishen's plan, but Mihu knew that this was still facing a new problem.

As the true overlord of the waterways, the Wancheng Treasure Ship deserves the title of the top of the warship, reaching a speed of 40 knots per hour, which means that it can sail 1,500 miles in one day and one night. Thousands of miles away sounds bluffing, and it is only a seven- or eight-day voyage for the treasure ship.

It's just that it takes a lot of time to gather the refugees, and the first round trip is not expected to take more than a month.

According to the spring ice, there are still three months left for Mi to collect refugees, and it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of refugees can be collected.

But how much food pressure will this sudden surge in population bring to Xiling, the patriarch and Mi Shen can not consider it, but he, the sect chief, must point it out.

"What about the grain for the coming year? Xiling has a population of 3 million, and most of the current harvest is for the people of Xiling. Mihu is very worried that in the face of the sudden increase in population, food is likely to be unable to keep up, which means that hundreds of thousands of people will go hungry in Xiling.

"What do you have to do with Mi's?" Mi Shen smiled coldly, Ruxing's eyes were full of coldness: "Mi's food, since I have to feed my Mi's people first, if I don't sell it, will anyone dare to grab it?"

Mi Hu understood that Mi Shen didn't care about whether the Xiling people could eat enough or not, because these people had nothing to do with Mi, and the refugees who were recruited belonged to Mi, which was Mi's own strength.

And he also understands that it is never the big and small clans of Xiling who are starving, because they have more or less their own farmland, and even if they don't, they can temporarily reclaim land and go to the surrounding cities to buy grain, and it will definitely be no problem to be self-sufficient, at most they are a little resentful.

In this way, it seems that those who can't buy food in the coming year are all ordinary people, civilians and those small merchants and hawkers in Xiling, but even if these people gather together, what can they do?

"Yes. Mi Jin was the first to speak out and agreed, before Mi Hu replied.

As the patriarch, the only purpose is to make the family stronger, and Mishen's plan is very much in line with his wishes.

The patriarch agreed, and the rest of the elders also agreed, just like Mi Shen said, Xiling's prosperity is very good, but it has not brought any strength improvement to Mi Clan.

And the refugees who are to be accepted at present, as long as they go to Xiling to receive the indoctrination of the sect, they can become part of the strength of the Mi family.

On one side are useless civilians, and on the other side are the armed servants of the family, which is more important and which is more important, at a glance.

Mishen received the consent of everyone in the council, only to feel a sense of arrogance filling his chest, and he wanted to let out a long howl to show his pride.

The century-old wealthy family of Xiling moved with their own strategies, and the fate of hundreds of thousands of living beings was decided in the conversation and laughter.

This is the feeling of dominating the world, a hundred times more exciting than defeating an adversary.

Turn over your hands for the clouds, cover your hands for the rain, the world dominates, and the living souls return to their hearts.

This is the way of kingship that Mishen is determined to pursue!

"Mi Chu, Tang Luo, what do you compare to me?" Mi Shen's bright eyes were full of disdain, and he thought secretly.