1306th: Cutting Huangsong, Dongqing 1 Tong (48)

Water?

Where is the water?

Nie Xun's drowsy mind seemed to be cut by something, and he immediately regained consciousness, and grabbed someone casually.

"Where did the water go?"

The man didn't recognize Nie Xun's (identity shēn) identity, he rushed to put out the fire with a bucket, and hurriedly replied, "The grain depot is flooded."

Nie Xun didn't recover for a while, as if he didn't hear what the other party said clearly.

At this time, the military doctor who was in charge of taking care of Nie Xun found that he was missing, so he hurried out to find someone.

The military doctor took two steps in three steps, and stepped forward to support Nie Xun, "Military teacher, where have you been-you are still retreating (hot rè)!"

Nie Xun grabbed the military doctor's arm with his backhand, stared at him with bloodshot eyes, and asked word by word, "Where is the water?"

The military doctor's face froze, and he said in a very embarrassed way, "Military division, your (body shēn) bones are important, don't worry about it for now, several generals have already sent people to put out the fire, and the fire will be brought under control soon. Don't worry, you Go back to the tent to rest now, and deal with it tomorrow."

Nie Xun's voice was suddenly sharp, and he asked sharply, "Where did the water go!"

The military doctor replied with red eyes, "Yes, it's the grain depot—"

When Nie Xun got this answer, his throat choked up, and he saw the world spinning in front of his eyes, his eyes turned from bright to dark, and he soon fell unconscious.

The fire did not go out until dawn, and less than one percent of the food was rescued from the fire.

In the afternoon of the second (day) day, Nie Xun, who was as angry as a ghost, finally crawled out of the gate of hell and woke up leisurely, but his whole body was not as energetic as before, his eyes were haggard, and the military doctor who took care of him also found several knots on his head. White hair and gray hair, the whole person is quite old.

"Military division, military division is awake—"

"The military master is awake!"

Nie Xun was exhausted, and was so weak that he struggled to speak, but he still sat up (body shēn) and slowly glanced at everyone.

"The grain depot leaked water last night. Have you found out why?"

Because of the persistent high fever, Nie Xun's voice was dry and hoarse. It didn't sound like a man in his prime, but more like an old man.

Several generals looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to come out and answer.

Nie Xun was not in a hurry, but instead looked them around with cold eyes.

He changed the question, "Is the fire under control?"

A lieutenant general hesitated and said, "It's gone."

Nie Xun asked again, "How much food was saved?"

The lieutenant general said, "The fire was fierce last night, the night wind was strong, and the weather is dry and stuffy (hot), the fire is hard to contain..." Nie Xun looked at him silently, the lieutenant was ashamed and ashamed by him , simply said with a hard heart, "The food and grass have been severely burned, and there will be no one in a hundred!"

After he finished speaking, everyone stared at him accusingly.

The situation of the military division is already very bad, I don't know how to speak more tactfully, what should I do if I really get angry with the other party?

Nie Xun didn't faint, it was as if someone had taken his spine away, his back and shoulders collapsed, and he looked depressed.

"There is no one in a hundred..."

He murmured and repeated, which made people feel sad and uncomfortable.

Originally, it could last until the autumn harvest, and Chenzhou could linger on for a while, but a fire would have burned all the only military rations.

He let out a long sigh, knowing that this battle was hopeless, Chenzhou had no choice but to surrender.

Nie Xun could stand firm to the end, but can soldiers with low morale endure hunger and stick to Chenzhou?

He asked repeatedly, "The grain depot leaked water, can you find out why?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally chose one person to stand up and answer.

"Check, check it out—"

Nie Xun asked, "What's going on?"

In order to prevent the enemy from sneaking into the grain depot, Nie Xun dispatched heavy troops to guard it. The patrols were rotated every quarter of an hour, and the location of the grain depot was a secret among secrets. Under strict defense, why did the enemy still successfully burn down the grain depot? If it wasn't for **, could it be a natural disaster?

The lieutenant-general, Ai Ai, held back a few words for a while,

Slowly piece together the complete process. This matter started when Nie Xun sent people to arrest unscrupulous rice merchants. He arrested many rice merchants and confiscated their stored grains on the grounds that "the rice merchants were selling old rice and spreading rumors to cause trouble".

Those who have the capital to hoard so much food to make war fortune in troubled times are naturally not small merchants.

Among the arrested rice merchants, one was a rich man in Chenzhou. His family had been doing business for generations and accumulated a lot of wealth.

In order to redeem the captured relatives, the younger brother of the rice merchant is willing to exchange 200,000 shi for grain storage.

The local tyrant is worthy of being a local tyrant, he sold 200,000 shi. It happened that Chenzhou was short of food, so this business could not be let go.

Nie Xun frowned, thought hard, and finally found the relevant memory.

This is also what he (allow yǔn) promised.

It is abhorrent for rice merchants to take advantage of the opportunity to drive up grain prices, but many rice merchants have backgrounds behind them, either the rice shops opened by the local gentry or they have business dealings with the gentry. No matter how angry Nie Xun was, he couldn't kill them all. He could only choose to be flexible, and he could release them after paying a certain ransom.

The younger brother of the rice merchant redeemed his elder brother with 200,000 shi of grain, but he couldn't gather so much grain for a while, so he could only send it from other places one after another. The first batch of grain was 50,000 shi, and the other 150,000 shi could only be paid in IOUs first, and then the letter from relatives should be returned.

Nie Xun asked, "Fifty thousand shi of grain? Did you check it when it was put into storage?"

The lieutenant general said, "Everything has been checked carefully, and every bag is genuine."

The 50,000 shi of grain is a huge quantity, so it is naturally impossible to open every bag and pour it out for inspection, so we can only conduct spot checks.

Food-resistant cooks can also judge whether it is real food by touch.

Unexpectedly, the grain depot caught fire that night.

With the help of Night Breeze, the fire was raging.

After fighting the fire all night, the grain depot was empty.

When the deputy general sent troops to catch the rice merchant, he had already fled with his family and his mouth last night, and he couldn't be caught.

"Sure enough, I still lost." Nie Xun raised his lips mockingly.

The deputy general said at a loss, "Military division, we still have to find a way now."

Nie Xun smiled wryly, "The rescued food is not enough for the entire army to chew for a day or two, so what's the use of trying to find a way?"

There is no way to recover, unless the immortal can conjure food out of thin air, otherwise there is no way to fight.

At this moment, Nie Xun hoped that Feng Jin would lead his troops to fight, at least to put a few backs before he died.

However, Feng Jin did not follow his wishes, not only did not send troops to attack, but instead sent people to light a fire to cook before the battle.

Feng Jin said, "Exchanging 50,000 shi of grain and grass for a Chenzhou is not a loss."

Meng Hun laughed and said, "In order to cling to the lord, the merchant not only doesn't want us to pay for the fifty thousand shi, but also wants to give two hundred thousand."

The situation in Dongqing became more and more clear, and these merchants also began to stand in line to invest, but their masters were not so easy to cling to.

Feng Jin said, "If you want to accept it, you have to ask the lord first."

Merchants seek profit, but few people have a heart.

They only have interests and money in their eyes, and it is normal for Chenzhou to see the great summer fall, and merchants with keen senses take the opportunity to defect.

Feng Jin took advantage of the profit-seeking mentality of merchants and took the opportunity to give Nie Xun a dose of heavy medicine.

Chenzhou, it's over!