Quick Transmigration: The Male Supporting Character is Online

Chapter 544: My big announcement, death 65
On this day, the battle flag of the King of Yongzhou was held high and the black flag was flying. That bright yellow color will forever be imprinted in the memory of the people of Yongzhou and will also be engraved on the historical node.

Qi Yuan was sitting in the chariot, and Xu Wenwu was riding next to the chariot. His cheeks were red with excitement, but his face was covered by the armor, and only his eyes were shining.

Thirty thousand Yongzhou troops marched southward, recovering all the roads cut off by Xiao Jing with overwhelming force.

While Qi Yuan was practicing martial arts and regulating his breath to recover his body, he was also drinking Chinese medicine to recuperate, and his body was also recovering quickly.

Although he still looks thin, the young man already has the confidence to conquer mountains and rivers.

The black royal flag was raised wherever Master Wang went. Xu Mingyi had long been accustomed to dealing with the aftermath, so he had already identified and trained many civil servant talents.

Therefore, the restoration of politics and people's livelihood has not been left behind. What is left after the army has gone is the orderly policy to care for the people.

What's more, the roads in the north have been opened, and the sheep on the grasslands with abundant water and grass in summer are also meat.

888 didn't dare to get into trouble now. Knowing that their eldest father was back, Lin Li and Ye Chen also felt very good. They were transporting food to support Qi Yuan's war effort regardless of the cost.

Nonsense, if you don't support Big Daddy starting a war and conquering the country, should you let him have time to deal with them?

You must know that the main gods of the headquarters have been demolished, so don't get some sleep now.

The Yongzhou Army pacified the people along the way, so the marching speed was a little slower, but it made Qi Yuan's political control tighter.

At least the news of the new emperor's restoration and suppression of rebellion has ignited the confidence of the people all over the world.

After all, Daxuan had brought about hundreds of years of prosperity, so the people's support had not been lost. However, Ye Zhongjing's reign had not yet had time to benefit the people except for raising taxes.

This situation is also natural.

As for the army led by Meng Ran, it was smooth sailing because of the help of refugees from the secret guard organization.

Except for some of the rebels who resisted, the rest of the people welcomed the king's army with joy.

Meng Ran took command in Changzhou City, and began to recover other places with Changzhou as the center.

Changzhou has the largest port and was once a port for tribute from foreign countries. Its prosperity is no less than that of Kyoto.

Meng Ran looked at the empty Changzhou granary and was so anxious that his beard fell off.

"Lord Commander, did your Majesty really say that there is food in Changzhou?"

An Wu arranges a growing organization, and the theory of destiny can be used to comfort the people, but in order for the people to truly settle down and stop uprising, they still need food that can keep people alive.

"General Meng, this is your Majesty's order. Your Majesty said that there will be foreign countries transporting grain to Changzhou Port, so there will be. General Meng can just post a notice to close down the porridge shop."

Meng Ran watched An Wu leave and was still worried in his heart. There was no food at home and the army and the people were waiting for food. How could he not be anxious?

"General! We have a ship! The tribute ship from other countries is requesting to dock!"

Meng Ran's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands excitedly. The long-prepared military order was issued, and the ship docked, injecting new vitality into Changzhou City.

Outside Changzhou City, news of the imperial court's relief had spread all over the world, and many victims had already gathered in front of the city gate.

They traveled all the way through mountains and rivers to Changzhou. They were all hungry and skinny, with green eyes. Outside the city, there was no summer greenery in sight.

The end of the line of victims could not be seen at a glance. Zhu Wen, who was dressed in short clothes, held a hatchet in his hand and carefully protected the rations distributed in his arms and came to a hay shed with several other young tribesmen.

The hut was crowded with old, young, women and children, all of whom were members of the Zhu clan.

"Zhu Liang, go make porridge and put less rice in it. There is not much food in Changzhou."

Zhu Liang nodded after taking the rice bag, grabbed a small handful of rice and started making porridge. It was called porridge but it was just a pot of soup.

“Brother Wen, can I use my money to buy something to eat now that I’m in Changzhou?

The tribesmen couldn't hold on for long, and they were in panic without food. "

Zhu Wen shook his head towards the clan leader, "The city is now taken over by the army, and all the shops were looted during the war last year."

Even if there is food now, no one will sell it.

Although Zhu Wen looks like a martial artist while holding a knife in his hand and playing short blows, he is actually a scholar with a reputation as a scholar.

It's just that the world is difficult and we have to do this in order to protect our people. But soon there was a commotion at the silent city gate. A notice was posted on the city wall, and an official was reading the explanation loudly.

“Changzhou Port recruits a large number of porters to unload cargo and provides three meals a day.

The official recruitment documents are recorded, and anyone with talent can come. Salaries are paid in grain. "

As soon as the notice went out, people flocked to sign up, young and old, all wanting to live.

But the commotion of the crowd was soon restored to order under the deterrence of the army, and notices were posted, followed closely by many recruitment notices.

No matter young or old, as long as they participate in the construction and restoration of Changzhou in an orderly manner and have food rations, they can survive.

Using work for relief can allow people to survive without causing chaos.

Zhu Wen was also overjoyed when he saw the notice. The Zhu family has many scholars and young adults, so they can protect the young and old in the family.

Now that things have turned around, Zhu Wen immediately took his tribe members to find out the news.

Large ships from foreign countries docked in Changzhou Port, and the ships were full of tribute grains!
Only when I saw the real food disaster victims did I feel relieved, they could all survive.

With the food in place, An Wu and Meng Ran cooperated with each other. An Wu used the theory of destiny to constantly appease the people and recruit the rebels to surrender, while Meng Ran was sharpening his sword to intimidate.

Under such carrot and stick measures, the news that Changzhou had grain spread throughout the south.

There was even more elite military suppression, and the originally chaotic southern states also accelerated their transition to a smooth transition.

The sun was scorching in the sky, and the dust and sand were billowing.

The sound of horse hooves approached, and Qi Yuan, who had received the news from the scouts, had already stationed the army to prepare for lunch and recuperation.

Lin Zhi ran all the way and finally his vision blurred after seeing the black king's flag.

"General Lin, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the central army."

Lin Zhi turned over and dismounted, and the cavalry behind him also led the soldiers to repair.

These border troops who had returned from the northern border now felt relaxed physically and mentally and felt like they were home.

The reason is that they have already regarded Qi Yuan as their spiritual support.

Lin Zhi took off his helmet and walked quickly into the Chinese military tent. When he saw Qi Yuan's familiar figure, he finally felt relieved.

"Your majesty, Linzhi, is attending. Is your majesty happy?"

Qi Yuan helped Lin Zhi up with one hand and put the warm tea into Lin Zhi's hands.

"I'm fine, let's have some tea."

Lin Zhi's tears fell heavily on the back of Qi Yuan's hands, and he stood up and drank the tea cup in one gulp.

"You were not like this back in Xuancheng. Young General, I was still waiting for you to expand my territory for me."

Qi Yuan smiled and wiped away Lin Zhi's tears and patted his shoulder.

"Restore your unruly self."

When Lin Zhi heard this, he wiped away his tears and put the tea cup into his arms.

"When does Your Majesty plan to attack Baiyun City?"

"When the south is calmed down, killing people with no more than a nod to the ground is not enough now."

Qi Yuan wore a jade pendant on his waist that symbolized the identity of the Daxuan Crown Prince. Thinking of the decisiveness of Uncle Wang and others, it would be an advantage for them to kill him like this in a blood feud.

The success of the king and the defeat of the bandit are the original cause and the present result.

War is raging now, but it will enter a stable period after that, so Qi Yuan has time to watch this show of suspicion between the emperor and his ministers.

To kill someone mentally is the real torture.

(End of this chapter)