Su Cong collected things from the villagers' families and pushed the door and reported, "Sir, I picked out all the children's clothes that I could use immediately, and the rest were put into the small warehouse."

"Um!"

Cheng Jia nodded and lowered his head to sort out all the food in the entire eastern suburbs.

"Now the Yingdu Royal City is in crisis, will you still go north?"

Su Congli was worried about it. If Cheng Jia went to the north now, the Taiwo had just given birth and no one in the country was in charge of major events, what should we do if the Yingdu Royal City? This is the foundation of Chu. If the Chu and Jin battles are lost, you can fight again, but if the Chu State is occupied by the traitors.

The country will not be a country...

I really want to change my family Ruoao.

And in his own heart, he felt that this was the best opportunity for Cheng Jia to get ahead.

Ruoao has controlled the Chu State's government for nearly three hundred years and has produced eleven imperial edicts. It is time to change one new one, bringing new atmosphere to Chu State.

This is also an opportunity for all the poor scholars in their eastern suburbs to be promoted, as well as for all the common slaves.

Even if there is another hundred years in the future, it will be difficult for the Chu State to produce a noble and noble Yin like Cheng Jia who does not value the noble and humble family.

"I won't go, but you're going!"

Cheng Jia stopped writing and looked up at Su Congdao.

Su Cong was happy when he heard this, "Yes, sir!"

The lifeline and key to the victory and defeat of the Northern Expedition is the "food" of both sides. Why did Chu Yong fight so long? It was because of the resource plundering battle without food. However, the north is thousands of miles away from Jingman and the combat radius is too large. According to the initial prediction, even if the food in the northern border town stations such as Wancheng and Shencheng should be limited nearby, so they must set off immediately. Otherwise, the Chu State will be defeated by the Northern Alliance again. If any news comes from the country, it will definitely make other vassal states covetous, and a victory will make them afraid. Even if a war breaks out in Chu State, they can still fight for more time to quell the civil strife.

However, considering the difficulty of fighting on both sides, he divided all the grain harvested in the Eastern Suburbs into two portions in the first season of this year, and even the stored grains for winter were requisitioned in advance. This year's winter all counted on the rice planted in the second season.

He only heard him say to Su Cong, "Now that Yingdu has fallen into Yuejiao's hands, it will be difficult for us to get it back. There is only so much food, and I will leave half of it, so I will make every effort to take the rest. You can take the rest to the north, cross Yunmengze, follow the Han River and Yellow River, walk the waterway, and rush to Zheng State as quickly as possible to ask for help from the Mama! Now start ordering everyone to load the ship, and no delay!"

"Yes, sir!"

Su Cong received the order and immediately took a few managers from the Eastern Suburbs out to start the arrangement overnight.

Throughout the night, countless torches were lit from his private residence to the entire eastern suburbs, and all of them were not extinguished.

All the villagers carried bags of grain from each warehouse and kiln, loaded with wooden ox, horse and donkey carts. Each car was loaded with nearly two thousand kilograms of grain, and transported them outwards with nearly a hundred vehicles, head to tail, and the sound of ruts along the river bank, and drove them to the shallow water wharf five miles away from the eastern suburbs, continuously transporting new "blood" to the 100,000 Chu troops thousands of miles away from the northern border.

If there was no rebellion in Chu at this time, there would be no war outside.

The King of Chu presided over this year's autumn harvest ceremony, which is a heart-warming event for the people of Chu who have suffered from many years of famine and floods.

It has even been recorded in history.

Unfortunately, this year's efforts.

In the end, it was because of Yue Jiao's sudden attack, and it was lost again. Following the Chu Yong battle, a foreseeable war was about to come back to Chu.

Under the leadership of Su Cong, Dongjiao Wharf has been working day and night since the beginning of the month, and the external fortifications of the wharf have been basically completed, with only the internal construction not being completed.

Four giant building ships docked on the bank of the rippling river, and had already hung up cloud sails. The north wind was rising, like a giant dragon whale swallowing it, opening the dragon's mouth, falling off the boat board, and stretching out dragon whiskers, allowing villagers and Cheng's troops to carry bags of grain into the bottom ship warehouse.

People on the boat are coming and going.

The lights did not stop all night.

In the hope of driving the ship a moment earlier, they could return the court as soon as possible and bring back the army to quell the rebels in the country.

Cheng Jia ordered people to bring tables, chairs and screens. When the wind sat on the bow of the building, counting the amount of grain. When a truck of grain was on board, he hooked it with a red pen, and the grain book was filled with his red red marks.

Jing An stood on one side and held a torch for him, wishing to take the pen from his hand: "Young Master, you have not healed your serious injury. If you don't go back to the cabin, you have not had a good rest. What should I do if I get cold again?"

"The Chu-Jin War cannot end for one day, and no one presided over Yingdu for a day. Where can I have time to rest?" Cheng Jia kept writing and never stopped, and continued to ask, "You ask Su Cong and the others to see how many of the three big ships were loaded in the back."

"There's not much time!"

"Yes, young master!"
Chapter completed!