Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, in order to celebrate the reunion festival and boost the confidence of the people, the general organized fifteen grain stores in the city to distribute grain at the same time, and each person could receive three taels of wheat.

Since the money was distributed directly on the spot based on the number of people, there were long queues everywhere, including elderly and dying people, pregnant women, and hungry babies, who came with their elderly and children.

"Everyone has a share! No cutting in line, no re-taking, no pushing or shoving. Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot, regardless of the number of people!"

Soldiers maintained order in the streets and shouted out rules. Archers were stationed on high ground on both sides. If there was any disturbance, they would be killed on the spot.

The Ji family did not go to queue up.

Ji's mother had accepted another order from the guards: two sets of fairy-like, high-waisted, tasseled dresses. Her pregnancy hadn't been too stressful; besides her daily walking exercise, she was still busy working on her orders. Following Wangshu's instructions, Taotao couldn't leave the Ji household anymore, and she would come to see Madam every incense stick.

Taotao came running over with water dripping from her hands. She saw someone embroidering and then went back to busying herself.

Mr. Ji goes out early and comes back late. He has a son-in-law who is not annoying, and his obedient daughter and pregnant wife are by his side. Except for his smaller appetite, his smile becomes more and more radiant.

The two girls were in charge of the business at Qin's house and delivered goods together.

Every day, Ji Shou would trot along with Wangshu on horseback to see the rice paddies outside the city. Thanks to well irrigation and the farmers' dedicated day and night work, the rice, now in its flowering stage, was growing well.

Perhaps because the planting was done almost a month late, the temperature was not as high as in previous years. The old farmer estimated that the current weather would last at least until the Double Ninth Festival before the crops gradually matured, with a good harvest in mid-to-late September.

It snows in the Hu land as early as August... Yaocheng is still some distance away from the Hu land, and experienced farmers are also worried. In some years, frost begins to appear in Yaocheng at this time of year.

Every day of hot weather brings its own surprises.

Yongzhou and Youzhou, together with other states, sent two batches of wheat and coarse rice to Yaocheng from their own pockets.

The general sent food aid to various places, but many people received it, many responded, and few helped.

"A bunch of bastards who are taking advantage of others' misfortunes!"

If he hadn't guarded the northwest and contained the Dashi Kingdom, how could those idiots have a peaceful sleep!

What's wrong with his Northwest? It's that he has too many soldiers and horses, right?

Ji Wu's long beard was trembling with anger. He was not afraid of his angry father. Thinking about the fact that the eldest and third brothers, whom his father liked, were not around, he had to sacrifice himself and said, "Dad, Zhuguo..." He immediately changed his words after thinking about something, "Zhou Zhenbei and the prince consort have already agreed to send a batch of food for emergency use."

His father hated the term "Zhuguo" the most. Ji Wu made a big mistake and waited patiently for his father's fierce scolding. Alas, drinking is still easier!

It really pissed him off! It turned out that his mortal enemy, Zhou Zhenbei, that old immortal, had heard about his natural disaster and sent a letter saying that he was sending a batch of military rations.

"...The border is bitterly cold, and natural disasters are unpredictable. How can we bear to see our soldiers suffer from hunger and cold? However, the southeast has been in chaos for a long time, and the army has little food left. We will do our best to defend the north, and everyone in the army will cut back on food to support our brother troops in the northwest..."

Hypocritical! All that nonsense, nothing more than the chaos in the South. It used to be that Suzhou and Hangzhou were so prosperous that the whole country was well fed, but now it's no longer. Food is scarce, and after spreading the word, I managed to squeeze a few meals out of the Jizhou army's teeth for the Northwest. I hope the Northwest will remember the kindness and continue to defend the border. Don't be ungrateful.

The general gnashed his teeth until they bled, bending over for a few bowls of rice. He must have suffered the consequences!

On the other hand, the consort Zhou Wuxie had a keen eye. "...I have long admired the great general... I have heard of your two masterful military campaigns, and I am fascinated by them. Now that a natural disaster has struck, Wuxie and Changping will do their humble part. We hope the soldiers will be well clothed and well fed, and that the northwest will be stable..."

Readers can really talk!

"How are things in and around the city?"

"Dad, there are robberies and thefts happening in the city. The rice fields outside the city are just finishing their flowering stage, so we're increasing irrigation as they enter the grain filling stage. It'll take another month before the rice reaches maturity and a good harvest."

If people don't have enough to eat, they will definitely rebel. Now my fourth brother Ji Quan has arranged patrols throughout the area to catch robbers and thieves. If they catch one, they will kill him on the spot. Extreme times call for extreme measures.

The sweet scent of osmanthus gradually fades away, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, will God be able to open his eyes and give Yaocheng a month...

"Your men, keep an eye on these rice paddies! I have no say in the affairs of God. Anyone who tries to harvest or destroy these paddies will be killed!"

Ji Wu knelt down and listened, "Yes!"

The elite troops sent to transport grain have been on the move for over a month, and at their normal speed, they're almost reaching the border of the Southern Kingdom. Bandits abound along the way, and lone messengers often perish, and carrier pigeons are nowhere to be found. Damn it!

If he knew that the old bastard from Chuanzhou dared to shoot his pigeon, he would make him pay for it sooner or later! Anyway, the son born from that egg is also an egg, not as good as his flourishing branches and leaves, and his grandson is quite intelligent.

Thinking of his grandson, the general glanced at his bachelor son and was surprised. "Ji Wu, Ji Quan is already a father, and you're still drinking every day?"

...Every day... These days, my work is so tedious that I can't even have a drink every few days! Besides, grain is so expensive and in short supply right now, and there's no new wine left. The price of this wine is skyrocketing, and I can barely afford it!

"Dad, I want to marry a girl from Beijing!" Shixinyan persevered in brainwashing me.

The general said nothing. He knew what his son meant and did not force him. His son said, "Okay, if that's the case, then continue fighting!"

Where can the general find a woman in the capital for his son? Now he can barely get enough to eat, how can he have the energy to think about when his mortal enemy will die?

Wave your hand and tell the bachelor to go away quickly and not get in the way.

Seeing the annoying Second Young Master Qin coming, Ji Shou immediately stepped forward and prepared the chickens and ducks to hand over the money and the goods.

There was no wine in the field, but there were snacks to go with it. Ji Wu handed over some change, and the host, Wangshu, who was wearing a hat and half-covered with a veil, performed the routine greeting to him.

The veil half covers the beauty, and the breeze touches the heart.

Of course, she wasn't stunningly beautiful, but she was intelligent and proud. A daughter of a humble family, she had made a name for herself thanks to her parents' love, her fiancé's talent, and her own intelligence and diligence.

"Miss Ji, you don't have to come here every day. My brothers in the camp are all here." Otherwise her delicate skin would get tanned and become a complete embarrassment to her fair-faced fiancé who never gets tanned. How embarrassing!

"Second Master, Wangshu knows. He just wants to get out and about more often and keep his muscles in shape. I've staked my fortune on this place, and like an old farmer, I can't rest easy if I don't check on it every day."

Yes, this young lady is like entering the gates of hell when winter comes. I heard that Qin Xiuyuan is still working hard to repair the floor heating in his room at home, and he can't even afford the betrothal gifts... She is so weak and fragile, it's not a sign that she will live long.

...Whatever you want, women don’t care about wine and meat!

I brought some meat over and asked everyone to eat some.