Chapter 309: We can give, but you can't take
Chapter 309 We can give, but you can't take it
Walking out of the desert and seeing the green space means entering the core area of southern Xinjiang.
The core of southern Xinjiang is also known as the eastern oasis. The geographical distribution is very wonderful. The plain with Baye City as the center has the grassland on the left, the forest on the right, and the endless ocean in front.
Bai Wutong likes the sea and the beach, and hopes to move to a livable seaside with Chu Tianbao.
As long as they arrive at Baye City and settle down successfully, they can choose their own place of residence.
The accompanying people were apprehensive all the way, afraid that the desert would never end. After walking out of the desert, everyone was full of hope for the future.
After the team walked for another day, they finally saw the camp where the army was stationed.
Bai Wutong looked from the window, and beside the army tent, there were many soldiers digging in the grass with barrels.
They came with such a large team. The soldiers hurriedly approached with wooden barrels. Only then did Bai Wutong see clearly that these yellow-faced and thin soldiers were carrying wild vegetables they had dug in the barrels.
Now is the season of spring when everything recovers. Except for the grass, there is only grass around, and only some wild vegetables can be dug.
Bai Wutong frowned slightly and asked Chu Tianbao, "Are these soldiers digging wild vegetables to survive?"
Chu Tianbao's eyebrows were even more tightly wrinkled than hers, "The imperial court used to deliver military rations."
When they first settled in Yuling Mountain, the price of food was ridiculously high, because the government kept saying that they would save food for the people fighting on the front line.
At that time, he also brushed a wave of favorability, which made the people feel that it was a great thing for the relatives who went to the battlefield to have enough to eat.
The officers and soldiers who were about to collapse when the wind blew in front of them made everyone's eyes sting.
Compared to Feng Xunfengyue's subordinates, they are really too thin and thin, almost making people think they are starving refugees in disguise.
When the soldiers saw the grain carts in their ranks, they suddenly shouted excitedly, "The grain is here! The grain is here! We have grain!"
Their eyes like wolves and tigers made the people a little scared. These are their food, and they were given to these soldiers, what did they eat.
Looking at the ruins of the southern border, it is very likely that even if you arrive at Baye City, you will have nothing to eat.
The people in the team shouted: "This is our food! What do you want to do!"
When the soldiers heard it, they were on fire.
They have been in the southern border for so long, and they managed to survive the winter. Now that they have food, they refuse to distribute it to them.
Immediately, a few hungry and anxious soldiers drew their sabers, "Hand over the food!"
No one thought that their own people had become a roadblock.
The moment the soldiers drew their sabers, Qingfeng and the others also drew out their sabers.
The officers and soldiers in the team followed You Huaijie's eyes, and "Shu La" pulled out their weapons.
They are both from the country of Ling, but the two sides are facing each other like this.
The soldiers were provoked and shouted again: "Hand over the food!!"
Without food, they were not killed by the rebel army, and they would starve to death.
After finally surviving on the battlefield, who would want to die so embarrassedly?
You Huaijie came over on horseback, "Your food and salaries will be shipped soon. This is the food of the immigrants from southern Xinjiang."
The soldiers were furious, "How long is it now! We've all been waiting for a winter!"
They roared and rushed up with big knives, "God officer! Hand over the food!"
These dog officials are full of their own pockets, so how can the good winter food and grass disappear.
The two sides were ready to fight at the touch of a button, and the people shrank and hid, lest they be harmed.
You Huaijie lowered his eyes, "We can give it, but you can't take it."
It's okay to squeeze some for these soldiers to respond to emergencies, but if they start to grab it, it's illegal.
Even if he is one of his own, he has to have a good relationship with Marshal Gu. As the governor of Southern Border, You Huaijie cannot help them be arrogant.
Just when the soldier was about to be blocked by a sword from the breeze.
The soldiers roared fiercely, alerting Lu Ye from the tent. He walked out with his subordinates, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes sank.
"Stop!"
The soldiers stopped in an instant like a conditioned response, and quickly ran to Lu Ye in front of the whole team.
Lu Ye's sharp eyes glanced at these officers and soldiers, "There is no military discipline, everyone will lead the ten army sticks!"
The soldiers did not dare to disobey, and all lined up to lead the army.
The people looked at the majestic Lu Ye and their eyes lit up, is this Marshal Gu?
looks a little young.
However, he acted in an upright manner and left a good impression in the eyes of the people.
Lu Ye looked at You Huaijie who got off the horse, and cupped his hands, "Lord Governor, the last general Lu Ye."
His salute was orderly, but his dissatisfaction with You Huaijie could be seen from his tone and eyes.
You Huaijie didn't take his rudeness seriously, but asked, "Where's your grain?"
When asked about the food and grass, Lu Ye lowered his eyes, his tone was rushed and anxious, "The last general still wants to ask the Governor for food and grass!"
"We fight for the country of Ling, but we will be reduced to the point of being starved to death!"
You Huaijie frowned, "The emperor only transported 3,000 den of grain to the soldiers in southern Xinjiang last fall."
Lu Ye sneered, "Three thousand denier grain, you are too embarrassed to say it, do you want moldy grain to eat?"
"It's all moldy grain?"
Lu Ye sneered: "Not all, just nine out of ten."
"The person responsible for raising food and grass for the soldiers in the southern border is the first prince. If it's true, why hasn't there been any rumors?"
Lu Ye said: "Oh, the war is over, our lives in the war are not worth mentioning."
You Huaijie is still not very clear about the current situation in the DPRK in Ling, but the officials of all dynasties and dynasties are mostly the same, involving their own interests, or choosing to hide the matter for fear of disaster.
After all, the officials who were in charge of the southern border's grain and forage had all become important ministers in the court, and the first prince was in charge of this matter.
If the matter broke out, the eldest prince, as the only son of Emperor Ling Hui, would be reprimanded for two sentences at most, and the lives of others might not be saved.
You Huaijie glanced at the soldiers behind Lu Ye, "How many people are you stationed here? Why don't you want to find some food in the southern border?"
Lu Ye smiled disdainfully, "The mission of the last five thousand brothers is to be stationed here. If you look at this place, what can you eat? Can we plant the fields? Okay, where are the seeds? Where's the water? Buy Food and money?"
They were in the grasslands, and the wild animals around them were afraid to approach them. They could only eat and dig some wild vegetables, or wait for Marshal Gu to send someone to the southern Xinjiang to find some food to transport.
But the locals don’t grow food at all, and what they can find is compact.
Everyone has been waiting for the imperial court to quickly bring food again. As a result, people came, but they refused to give them the food in front of them. Of course, the soldiers who had endured for so long were excited.
(end of this chapter)