A hint of relief appeared on Han Yue's face and said with excitement: "Did you see that? This is the nature of my mother. Who said that the people are hungry and cannot be saved? Who said that the people are hungry and cannot be saved? I think that everyone can be saved, and I think that they are kind people..."

Speaking of this, he clenched his fists fiercely and said loudly: "The reason why the scene in front of him is that all the sins are caused by me. If I slowly grind away Tubo in three years, then there will never be such a big loss. If you are too anxious, you will suffer a huge disaster. Unfortunately, I thought it too well, or I deliberately chose to ignore it."

Suddenly he turned around and stared at Lou Chengfeng, and asked in a deep voice: "How many days will Jing'er's fleet arrive?"

Lou Chengfeng was stunned and then replied: "It takes seven days to go from Jianghuai to Bashu, and fourteen days to go against the current. The last time the fleet took 21 days to transport grain, which was the fastest speed of water transport in the Tang Dynasty."

"Twenty-one, twenty-one..." Han Yue murmured, his brows frowned.

I promised yesterday that I was short of food, and today I would be the last meal, but Ren Jing's grain transport fleet has not come yet. If I drag it on, I am afraid that something will happen if the people are hungry.

Lou Chengfeng obviously knew Han Yue was worried, and hesitated and said, "Ms. Ren said before leaving this time that when she returns, she will recruit boatmen to pull boats. The boatmen usually keep their energy on the boat, and go to pull boats when they encounter dangerous shoals. With the wind and oars, the trip will inevitably be shortened by several days."

Han Yue's eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "That's good. Jing'er has been away for eighteen days, and maybe she is almost here..."

As he said that, he secretly speculated in his heart and then said, "But we can't be too hopeful. We have to save ourselves first. Everyone thinks of a way, how to do that meal tonight?"

As soon as he said this, all the military generals and civil officials around him were frowning, because this was not the first time Han Yue asked, and almost everyone could think of the solutions.

Lou Chengfeng coughed gently and said carefully: "Since the war started two months ago, the refugee camp has to accept countless refugees every day. In the first month, the food consumption was shocking, and that period of time was the most difficult. This month gradually improved because we have begun to arrange refugees. In January, more than 300,000 people have left the camp and returned to their respective villages to build. The pressure on the refugee camp has been reduced a lot. Your Highness should not worry too much..."

"I didn't let you say something nice. I asked you to think about ways to get food." Han Yue suddenly roared. This was the first time he scolded Lou Chengfeng.

Lou Chengfeng had no choice but to bow and silently chose to keep silent.

Han Yue stared at him coldly and said again: "Is there any way?"

Lou Chengfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head at Han Yue dejectedly. There are still hundreds of thousands of people in the refugee camp, and he has to eat countless food in one meal. He is just a scholar, so how can he get food?

Han Yue took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the other subordinates, and asked one by one: "Where are you, what about you, what about you? Who can do it?"

The generals dodged and evasive, and the civil servants bowed their heads awkwardly. Obviously, everyone was the same, and no one could get food.

"Get out of here, don't get up!" Han Yue shouted again, suddenly kicked someone, and said angrily: "No one is allowed to eat tonight, I'm hungry all over. The people have no food to eat, so why do you eat?"

Over the past two months, he has become very irritable and often finds people to irritate himself.

It was Liu Heishi who was kicked away by him. It seemed that Han Yue only kicked him one time. This guy cracked his mouth and rubbed his butt, and said pitifully: "Lord, I really have no choice. All the prey in the surrounding forests was completely wiped out, and even a bird egg could not be taken out. The special guard even set off a hundred miles away last night. When he came back this morning, he only brought a little meat with him..."

As he said that, he looked at Han Yue pitifully again and said, "After all, the army also needs to eat, and he has no strength to hunt."

Han Yue waved his hand and signaled Liu Heishi not to say anything more. In fact, he understood the situation more than everyone else. This time the difficulty cannot be solved by ordinary people.

At this time, the people around were still fighting to get close to the pot, and those who were full were walking towards their wooden shed with numb expressions. This scene made everyone feel numb and their hearts were faintly chilled.

Without gratitude or thanks, it seemed that the refugee camp should be given food to them, and it seemed that some of them should be given food to them.

"Not blame them..." Han Yue slowly let out a breath and said softly: "If people lose hope, everything will be over. People don't even dare to think about whether they have food to eat tomorrow. How can they have the idea of ​​living well? They are all suffocating for a day, and the pain has already numbed them."

He stopped here and bent down to see the woman. At this time, the woman had already fed the child and was timidly squatting on the ground to eat. Just now, a soldier squeezed to the Great Kingdom pot to serve her a bowl of hot porridge. The woman was crying while drinking.

"Your Highness..." She suddenly looked up at Han Yue, tears surging in her eyes, and she cried: "I was so hungry that I was crazy, and I couldn't control the evil in my heart."

These words actually taste a bit literate and reasonable. Ordinary folk peasant women must not be able to speak elegant words. Han Yue was slightly stunned and murmured: "Have you read a book?"

The woman lowered her head and wiped her tears, and whispered: "My father is the Censor of Jiannan Road and has been stationed in Bashu for five years."

Han Yue was stunned again and suddenly felt sad. There were twelve ways in the Tang Dynasty, each of which was set up with one censor. This official position was almost the highest executive, the chief officials, the civil affairs, finance, military and political affairs, and they were also famous in the court.

The daughter of such a high-ranking official actually fell into a state of rushing to eat. Thinking that she wanted to bite herself like a beast just now, Han Yue felt a sense of soreness and discomfort at the tip of her nose.

"Where is your father?" Han Yue suddenly remembered something and bent down and asked again. Previously, Tubo in Jiannan Road was rampant, many cities were conquered, and countless officials were either killed or chased. However, Han Yue still had hope in his heart because a censor could help rebuild Jiannan.

Unfortunately, the woman's eyes were dim and she cried and choked and said, "Songzan Gampo attacked Bazhou, but her father would rather die than surrender. Gucheng insisted on not seeing reinforcements for fifteen days. My father was the last to draw his sword and rushed towards the Tubo people..."

Han Yue's heart trembled and he slowly looked up at the sky.

Lou Chengfeng sighed quietly beside him, suddenly approached Han Yue and said softly, "The Censor of Jiannan Road is a civil servant."

This is a reminder, let Han Yue know the loyalty of the other party. Most civil officials are weak in physical strength, and even with a knife, they may not be able to kill anyone. However, the woman's father still rushed towards the Tubo invaders. This is a kind of integrity that I have come forward even though I know I will die.

Han Yue suddenly lowered his head, his eyes with a resolute look, and he solemnly said to the woman: "When the matter is over here, you can return to Chang'an with me. After loyalty, you cannot have a future. I will send your child to the research institute."

The woman was stunned when she saw the reality, and then her eyes burst out with a strong sense of glory. Han Yue suddenly felt excited and said to everyone loudly: "Did you see this? This kind of look is called hope. I hope that people can survive. I can no longer worry..."

Lou Chengfeng and others looked at each other, not knowing what the coach was going to do.

But when Han Yue suddenly jumped a few steps away, he jumped onto a simple wooden straw shed. He stood on the straw shed and looked at the entire camp, all of which were covered with ragged and insensitive people.

This situation made him more and more confident, and suddenly he let out a long and loud roar towards the sky.

The roar shook the clouds in the sky, covering the fields in a blink of an eye. Many refugees turned their heads blankly, staring at Han Yue on the straw shed in a daze.

"Dear people, you really..." Han Yue suddenly spoke loudly after attracting the attention of the people with his long roar, and rumbling, "I am the King of Zhao of the Western Palace in the current dynasty, and I am also the new generation of protectors of the Central Plains. I am the master of Ziyang Zhenren, and my lineage is actually a god in the sky."

immortal?

The people's eyes flashed in a daze, as if they were stimulated by this noun.

The military generals and civil servants under the straw hut looked at each other, and some people couldn't help but frown and said, "What does your Highness mean? What he hates the most is religion."

The implication is very clear. Your Highness hates religion, but what he does at this moment is clearly a religious method. His propaganda of gods and immortals is clearly cleaning the human brain.

Han Yue shouted again, and his voice directly enveloped the entire camp. What he said gradually became magical, making people think that he really listened to the myth.

"Since ancient times, there have been people who protect the clans in the Central Plains. All the clans are gods and fairies. They are not allowed to disclose their identities on weekdays, but they can ask God for trouble. My master was born in Ziyang, and his master has returned to heaven and became a god. Now I have encountered difficulties that cannot be overcome and cannot take out the food and drink of the people. I want my master to mercy and give him food to save the suffering."

Wow

Everyone below was in an uproar, and Lou Chengfeng panicked and said in a panic: "What is your Highness going to do? People cannot deceive them at will..."

He didn't say anything, that is, there are now a group of hungry mobs. Once they deceived them and gave them hope, but there was no food to get them. Then the crazy refugees would immediately riot. At that time, the three guards of the Xifu were killed or not?

Unfortunately, Han Yue seemed not to feel the worries of his subordinates. Instead, he stood on the straw hut and shouted again, with a firm expression: "I was too selfish before, for fear that I would expose my identity if I got food, but the life and death of the people are really a matter of great importance. I regret that I had never taken action early!"

The more you say this, the more you feel real, and the people in the entire refugee camp gradually became a little shaken.

Even Lou Chengfeng and others were confused. Everyone knew that Han Yue was not a targetless person.

Although I was a little shaken, everyone still didn't believe it.

Only Liu Heishi believed it in the crowd, and suddenly opened his mouth and smiled proudly: "I knew that the lord had a way. It turned out that he could borrow food from the gods. Do you still remember that the lord often borrowed things from his gods in his early years..."

Everyone was stunned and vaguely remembered that it was indeed the case. However, at that time, Han Yue only made one or two bottles of medicine, or made a rocket telescope. Although it felt abrupt, it was not suspicious to make small fuss.

This time it was different. It was clearly playing with fire. Millions of people eat and drink food, and even if they spread out, they could pile up into mountains. If they deceive the people but cannot take them out, they would be riots when they were dinner at night.

At this moment, Han Yue suddenly shouted loudly to the sky, his voice soaring into the sky, as if he was about to clear the clouds.

"Master is here, my disciple wants to borrow food..."

Crack

There was a loud noise from somewhere, as if the blue sky and white sun had exploded with thunder. I saw a flash of white light behind Han Yue's head, sweeping across the entire camp in an instant.

The white light was dazzling and painful, and everyone closed their eyes to avoid it. Fortunately, the white light disappeared in just a flash, and soon everyone looked up and opened their eyes.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

I saw that there were a pile of food like a hill in the entire refugee camp, and I could not see it at first sight, and I could not know how many tens of thousands of stones there were.

"The law of immortals actually has the law of immortals..." Lou Chengfeng opened his mouth wide, his face full of incredible ideas. He was a great scholar who was well-educated and respected his son without saying anything. However, everything in front of him directly overturned his cognition, which made the great scholar's mind burst into tears.

"Food, food, is food!" Suddenly, the refugee camp shouted wildly, and all the people were surprised and ecstatic.

Han Yue stood on the straw shed and laughed loudly. His voice spread throughout the audience, saying loudly: "The food here can be eaten and drunk for half a year in Jiannan Road. After half a year, the crops can be harvested in the land..."

He had a loud voice, but at this moment no one was listening to the entire refugee camp, everyone was staring at the food in front of him, and the ecstasy and shock made them forget Han Yue.

Only Liu Heishi's face suddenly changed, and he vaguely heard the lord say in a low voice: "If you do this, you will feel at ease to die."

At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded from the sky, but a white lightning bolt broke through the air, hitting Han Yue just in a slant.

boom

The straw shed was blown away directly, and countless Mars were flying all over the sky. Everyone was frightened and turned around in panic, and suddenly saw the young man like a god fall down.

His whole body was pitch black like charcoal, and it hit the ground with a bang.

"Lord, lord..." Liu Heishi roared with grief and anger, and rushed over like a mad tiger.

Everyone behind them also looked panicked, and all rushed over. However, after everyone rushed over, they only saw that Han Yue was silent.

His chest was no longer rising and falling.

"Lord, lord!" Liu Heishi kept yelling, and his eyes were filled with tears. He hugged Han Yue's body with both hands, feeling that the whole world had lost support.

At this moment, the black oxen horn suddenly came from the distant river. After the trumpet, only a thousand people shouted loudly from afar and said loudly: "Comrades from Jiannan Road, we are transporting food."

Another crisp female voice was filled with joy and said happily: "Master, I am fortunate to be a disciple. We have never stopped day and night, and we have rushed back and forth in eighteen days..."

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...The second update is 7,000 words. This chapter is a super big chapter. [By the way, to prevent trolls, let me talk about prevention in advance]. This is not a fairy tale novel, nor is it a science fiction novel. There will be a very turning explanation later in this chapter, which is guaranteed to make you think it is reasonable. There are no gods, no gods, and no gods, and you will say important things three times.
Chapter completed!