You have a new Amazon product recommendation

222 Food crisis


Lu Xiangsheng became more confident.

After bidding farewell to the emperor, accompanied by Wei Mulan, he returned to the team almost majestically, waved his hand, and left for Daming Mansion.

He took the remaining people back to Daming Mansion before going to Denglai to take office.

The rest of King Qin's army also set off one by one, but Hu Guang had no time to say goodbye and immediately drove back to Beijing.

On New Year's Eve, there were still many things to do.

Even on the road, he was never idle.

Liu Xingzuo, the commander of the Jin Yiwei, was beside him, one horse head behind, and told him: "Your Majesty, after some of the capital's food is removed, it can only last for one month."

The food in the capital was jointly managed by the factory guards and the household department, so Liu Xingzuo also knew the food situation.

After the two-day anti-gang operation in the capital ended, the emperor had ordered that the prisoners and the food that could be squeezed out be sent to Yongping and handed over to Sun Chengzong.

"Yeah."

Hu Guang knew this, nodded and then turned to look at Liu Xingzuo.

He knew that Liu Xingzuo must have something to say.

Sure enough, I heard Liu Xingzuo report: "The last general has just received a report saying that the food collection situation in the provinces near the capital is not optimistic."

"What?"

When Hu Guang heard this, his face suddenly became serious.

He even reined in his horse and asked in a louder voice.

When the guards in front and behind saw this, they immediately stopped, wondering what was going on with the emperor.

Liu Xingzuo naturally knew what serious consequences would happen if food aid was not provided, so after receiving the news, he couldn't wait for the Chinese New Year and reported it as soon as possible.

He replied with the same serious face: "It seems that starting from October, the food supply in the surrounding provinces began to become tense.

At first, I thought it was due to the impact of the war.

However, the general just reported it to his subordinates, saying that now they have discovered that it seems that Someone has been buying and hoarding them at high prices since then.

The general has ordered a strict investigation to see who is hoarding Qiju."

Hu Guang nodded and said to Liu Xingzuo: "You have done a good job.

We must investigate it immediately.

If there are not enough manpower, urge the local authorities to investigate together.

This matter is not trivial."

"The last general obeys the order" Liu Xingzuo is indeed short of manpower.

After all, half of the Jinyi Guards cannot be used, many of them are just in name.

The remaining manpower is scattered in the capital, especially the capital.

Many things require factory guards.

Acting together, the manpower on hand is indeed stretched.

Regarding matters in surrounding provinces, I feel a little powerless.

After Hu Guang finished his instructions, he touched the horse's belly with his toes, urging the horse to move forward.

At the same time, he said to Liu Xingzuo with some emotion: "There are many businessmen who are actually very smart and have great vision.

But their thoughts are not right.

They want to It is difficult for the country to make money for such people.

I will definitely teach them to behave well in the future."

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true.

Many businessmen will make trouble when they have money."

Liu Xingzuo immediately agreed, "For this reason, since Taizu, they have mostly been suppressed.

But now that the world is declining, they who are rich, A little unscrupulous again.”

Hu Guang nodded and chatted with him while walking.

After entering the city, looking at the popularity of the city and the somewhat New Year atmosphere, he smiled and said to Liu Xingzuo: "You don't need to accompany me anymore.

Go home and accompany me."

Just as I said this, I suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but pause.

Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net

He looked at Liu Xingzuo and suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Is your family still with Jianlu?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Liu Xingzuo's heart tightened and he quickly replied, "Mother, when she let the brothers of the last general escape, she said that she would never be a drag.

If Jianlu wants to use them to force the brothers of the last general, she will "Death to make one's ambition clear" When he finished talking, his voice was a little low and a little sad, but he didn't pause.

After finishing speaking, he fell into deep thought, obviously recalling the past.

From the moment their brothers fled, those family members who stayed in Liaodong were destined to have a bad outcome.

This worry has been buried deep in my heart and I have never been willing to think about it.

But today is the New Year's Eve, and the emperor mentioned it again, and my thoughts surged, and I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Hu Guang was silent for a moment, and suddenly said to Liu Xingzuo: "After Lu Xiang is promoted to Denglai, he will form a special force to specialize in sneak attacks from thousands of miles away.

I asked him to cooperate with the internal response to rescue your family."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xingzuo immediately got off his horse, knelt on his knees, and bowed excitedly.

Hu Guang stopped his horse again, stretched out his hand to signal him to get up and said: "I understand how your brothers felt when they fled.

I also said that to protect the country and the country, the country and the family are one, and you work for the country.

I will also consider it for you."

Not to mention how grateful Liu Xingzuo was, at this moment, less than thirty miles away from the capital, an army was marching towards the capital with their horses whipped high.

This cavalry army is small in number, less than 700 cavalry, but it is very elite.

When galloping forward, they can basically maintain a row of five riders.

First, a flag fluttered in the wind, and a big "Wu" character stood in the wind.

Suddenly, on the official road where they were running, just far away from them, an army came over.

The two armies were about to meet, and the cavalry had to slow down.

Under the big flag, a man approached the young general at the head and said loudly: "Master, I'm afraid we are too late."

At this time, the army coming from the direction of the capital was basically no other than the original King Qin's army.

That's why he said this.

That young general was the eighteen-year-old Wu Sangui.

He also judged what the slave said, and couldn't help showing a trace of disappointment on his face: In the end, he still failed to catch up with the capital's merit-based rewards.

"Don't worry, young master.

As long as the ancestors are here, I will definitely mention the young master's contribution in front of the emperor.

At least a guerrilla can't escape."

The man was already a little old.

He spoke with confidence and was obviously very experienced.

"Yes, the young master is a guerrilla at a young age.

This is even more powerful than the old master was back then."

Another person comforted him.

After hearing this, Wu Sangui shook his head and said: "You don't understand.

I just want to show my face in front of the emperor so that His Majesty can remember me.

In this way, even if I am not promoted to guerrilla, it doesn't matter much."

Thinking of the speech he had prepared before the emperor, he was sure that he could definitely impress the young emperor.

However, if the capital had already dispersed, it would be a pity to meet the Minister of War at most based on his rank.

Thinking this way, he was a little unwilling, and immediately urged his horse to move forward quickly.

When he approached the team, he asked loudly: "You are the Qin King's army returning from the capital?"

A commander-in-chief at the front of the team heard this and replied loudly: "Yes, I have been rewarded by the emperor.

I can go back to celebrate the Spring Festival."

The other soldiers who were on the way looked happy and strode along, shouting: "Go home, it's New Year's Eve":