Daming One Piece

Chapter 105 Hungry people everywhere (second update, please recommend, please collect)
On November 23rd, it was not yet clear, the East and West Streets of Yuewang Temple and the nearby streets were already crowded with people. There were starving people everywhere in the ice and snow. Some of them were standing, some were Sitting, some simply lying on the ground.Those lying on the ground and sitting against the wall were all refugees who were already too hungry.

There are not many old people among these refugees. Most of them are men of different ages. There are only a few women and children. Everyone can survive, but there are not many women. After all, not everyone can survive the journey from Liaodong to North Korea.

There were children crying and hungry all over the street, the sound of women's sobbing, children's crying, men's wailing and shouting were all mixed together.There are more and more people, and no one knows how many tens of thousands of people there are.They all hold a clay or rough china bowl in their hands.

It's porridge!
After starving for a long time, General Mao finally showed kindness and gave porridge to save people.In fact, they also know that it was not General Mao who was willing to wait until now to show kindness to save the people. It is because he has no food on hand.

If you want to save the people who have fled here, you need at least hundreds of thousands of shi of grain. How many people can be saved just by giving porridge in these ten or eight places?
But even so, for the people who receive porridge, they are still grateful to the government and General Mao,
After all, General Mao came to save their lives with military rations!

From daybreak, when news of the porridge was given out, the refugees living in shacks and mud houses gathered from all directions to the porridge shed on the island like a tide.The crowds around the Yuewang Temple were already crowded, densely packed and impenetrable, but people from outside were still squeezing in. However, they hadn’t started giving porridge for a long time, and they had to wait until noon. Hungry, many people are already dying, and some people even fall down from time to time, and they can't stand up again after falling down. People just lean on sticks and support each other.

Finally when it was time for the porridge, everyone rushed forward desperately, everyone stretched out their skinny hands, holding a big earthenware or porcelain bowl, no matter how big or small the bowl was, in fact, there were only so many bowls. Just a spoonful of porridge.

While serving porridge, the surrounding soldiers kept yelling to prevent chaos caused by fighting each other due to the crowd.

Crying, cursing, shouting, and reprimands mingled in the porridge shed.

Finally, after receiving a bowl of porridge, Wu Mantun looked at the porridge in the bowl, the thin rice, so thin that his face could be reflected.

But even so, a bowl of millet porridge, although it is thin, is still porridge. For Wu Mantun, who is hungry with his chest on his back, this is not porridge, but life!

With this bowl of porridge, he could at least live for a few more days.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Wu Mantun even thinks this is the best porridge he's ever had in his life...

Even in my memory, the millet porridge made by my mother is not as good as this.

After two mouthfuls, the millet porridge in the bowl had bottomed out. When he put down the bowl, Wu Mantun looked at the porridge shed anxiously, knowing that there was only one bowl left.

When some people cast their eyes on the women and children, and on the porridge in their bowls, they all guard their bowls.In fact, no one dared to rob, whether it was Pidao or Tieshan, under the rule of General Mao, it was the law of the march, and some people dared to rob their own people.

Kill without mercy!

Of course, if it's a North Korean... Well, if you rob it, you can rob it, as long as you don't get caught by others.

This also makes the North Koreans really dislike Mao Wenlong, and even hate Mao Wenlong to the bone. Because the Ming Dynasty could not supply enough food for Dongjiang soldiers and civilians, Dongjiang had to ask for it from North Korea. For this reason, the North Koreans even had to offer "gross salary" .Moreover, the Liaodong refugees who escaped from Houjin in response to Mao Wenlong's call were hungry and cold, and they also robbed and killed many people in North Korea in order to survive.

"If only I could drink another bowl!"

Even if there is only a bowl of gruel, at least he doesn't feel so hungry after eating, and Wu Mantun's spirit is a little bit better.

"Wait until tomorrow, tomorrow we have to give porridge..."

As soon as the big man Li finished speaking, several cannons suddenly sounded in the distance.

The deafening cannons came from the pier, and everyone looked in the direction of the cannons.

"Jian slave!"

Almost instinctively, the big man raised the long knife. This knife was snatched from Zhuangzi. He stared at the direction of the sound of the gun and roared softly.

"It must be Jiannu calling, let's go, follow the general to kill Jiannu and eat slave meat!"

The so-called slave meat is actually human flesh.

In war, it is inevitable that people will die, and dead people... are also food.

The sound of the cannon on the island made Shi Yiwen yelled quickly.

"Stop the boat!"

When it was half a mile away from the island, the two ships stopped, and then Shi Yiwen gave orders.

"Li Zikun, take your boat ashore and tell the officers and soldiers on the shore that we are maritime merchants from Fujian."

Li Zikun is the deputy treasurer on the ship. Normally, he is responsible for the sales of goods on the ship, and the deputy treasurer is also responsible for dealing with merchants on the shore. Now this is the time for him to come forward.

Soon, the small boat lowered from the boat was rowed towards Phi Island under the paddling of six guys. The implementation of Yiwen didn't even know that this was Phi Island, but he watched hundreds of people in the bay through the telescope. With ships of different sizes, as well as the dark crowd on the shore and the city-like town, he felt that this place should be Phi Island.

"Let's measure its position first."

While Shi Yiwen was busy measuring latitude and longitude with the not-so-precise sextant and clock, Li Zikun and his party finally leaned on the trestle bridge. Officers and soldiers in cotton armor on the bridge stared at them with guns, and the leading officer shouted loudly. drank.

"Who are you? Where are you from?"

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the northwest wind is blowing, who would be the ship merchant who can come here at this time?

"Talk back to Master Jun."

Li Zikun spoke Mandarin with a Fujian accent.

"We are also from Daming, and we are sea merchants from Fujian. We have rice on board."

He spoke Fujian Mandarin, which made these Liaodong people confused. At this time, a man who looked like a general came out from behind the soldiers and asked questions as he walked.

"You have rice on board! Are you here to sell rice?"

The young general spoke Hokkien dialect. Although it was not standard, Li Zikun understood it.

"Oh, the general can speak Hokkien? That's good. Our boss heard that there is a shortage of grain in Liaodong, so we came here to sell rice..."

Chapter 106 Starving People Everywhere (Part [-])
A merchant is here to deliver food!
When Mao Wenlong got the news, the whole Phi Island had already spread the news. For the hungry people, the food was life-saving food.

Of course, they may not have the money to buy it, but General Mao has more food, so they can always provide two more days of porridge.

Of course, many people rushed to the pier. They wondered, when the food was moved, could it be possible to miss a little bit?Can I still pick up a few grains of grain?

The pier is packed with people!

And the people on the boat were all dumbfounded. Shi Yiwen's eyes widened when he looked at the people around on the shore. These people are human, they are clearly...

It was just a group of skinny walking corpses, if it wasn't because they were standing, or because their eyes were moving, Shi Yiwen even thought that there were a group of corpses on the shore.

"My God, he, how long have they been hungry..."

Not to mention Shi Yiwen, even Guo Huaiyi, who was ordered to recruit hungry people in Fujian, was shocked. He had seen hungry people, and starved people to death, but this was the first time he saw such a frightening scene. Who can believe what they see?

They are people, they are clearly a group of walking corpses who can fall down when the wind blows.

"My lord, this, these people, are, too pitiful!"

Mo Na and the others also forgot about the biting cold wind. Looking at the refugees on the shore, even the hardest-hearted people felt a little bit unbearable at this moment.

Are these people the Liaodong refugees who fled to Mao Wenlong?

Looking at the refugees who looked like walking corpses, Shi Yiwen recalled the sentence he had read in history books - "Soldiers die of hunger, zombies sleep together".

Can these guys make it through this winter?
Many of them may starve to death or freeze to death here today, and by that time, the historical record of "soldiers dying of starvation and zombies sleeping together" will surely appear before his eyes.

Do you have the heart to face all this?

Suddenly Shi Yiwen said.

"Guo takes care of the boat and asks people to move all the food on the boat!"

"what?"

Guo Huaiyi was puzzled.

"Bring us food and distribute it to them!"

what!
Everyone looked at Shi Yiwen in surprise, what happened to him?Don't you guys come here to earn money?
"My lord, this, this, how do we explain to everyone when we go back..."

Facing Li Zikun's rhetorical question, Shi Yiwen shook his head and said,

"Confession? If I watched them starve to death here for some money, how can I confess to my conscience? Well, follow my instructions. I will naturally give everyone an explanation when I go back!"

Although his words were not loud, they still reached the ears of the officers and soldiers on the trestle bridge. They all looked at this young man in surprise, and Mao Chengwen even lifted the hem of his cotton jacket and bowed down.

"Master Gao Yi, on behalf of Dongjiang soldiers and civilians, thank you for your life."

All the other soldiers knelt down to thank them one after another, and soon the news spread to the surroundings, and those common people who looked like corpses were surprised and knelt down to thank them one after another.

For a time, the pier was full of weeping and joy of survival.

No one objected, even the hardest-hearted people could not just watch the 10,000+ refugees starve to death here.

Money, you can earn it again in the future!
Bags of grain were moved down, and when some grains of rice leaked out of the straw bales, the soldiers and strong men who moved the grain were stunned.

This, this is all white rice!
Not to mention that ordinary people were stunned, even Mao Wenlong was stunned. When he learned that a businessman was sending food against the wind to Phi Island for trade, he hurried to the pier. The grain merchant actually donated all the rice.

When he saw the merchant transporting the grain, before he could thank him, he was shocked by the goodness of the grain transported on board. Looking at the grains of rice in his hand, as a native of Zhejiang, Mao Wenlong knew that what he was holding was The finest rice.

Looking at the young man in front of him again, after a long time of silence, he suddenly lifted his clothes and knelt down and bowed.

"Why is this, General..."

Shi Yiwen hurried forward to help him up, but Mao Wenlong knelt down abruptly.

"Mr. Shi, don't stop me. I am on behalf of Dongjiang soldiers and civilians to thank Mr. Shi for his life!"

Shi Yiwen, who was stopped by Mao Wenlong's personal soldiers and had to endure his three bangs, felt a little heavy, and finally sighed.

"Survive? How many lives can these 2 stones of grain survive?"

Shi Yiwen's sigh made Mao Wenlong sigh too.

"If you can save one person, let's do your best to obey the destiny. The soldiers and civilians in Dongjiang escaped from Liaodong after they were unbearable to be tortured and killed by slaves. They fled here to survive. Although Mao forced King Li of North Korea to let the people cultivate the soil, but this There are too many mountains and too little land to cultivate, and the output is limited. In order to save the lives of the people, I can only make a book and include them in the army. ..."

Mao Wenlong's sigh reminded Shi Yiwen of the introduction he had read online. "Wenlong's newspaper is 15. Most of the Liao soldiers are Liao people. There are [-] to [-] people who can be used. The rest of them have no Jianjialiwan, and they are more stubborn..."

Mao Wenlong's Dongjiang town soldiers in the book report, there are soldiers there, and it is clear that they are using the book report to give them a chance to survive.

What is self-respect for the soldiers, what is falsely listed on the roster, to put it bluntly, it is to save people.

"Since there are so many refugees here, why not send him to the mainland?"

Shi Yiwen wondered, in history, many people questioned Mao Wenlong's detaining refugees and not allowing them to travel south.

"Send it to the mainland?"

Mao Wenlong said.

"Liaodong fell, and there were more than [-] Liao people who fled to the interior. At that time, in order to resettle the Liaodong refugees who escaped from the direction of Shanhaiguan, "buying land and farming" was implemented, but in the end it was just a farce. Tens of thousands were resettled. Refugees, the presiding officials are complaining and having a headache. The local government is all kinds of evasion and prevarication, and the inland residents are afraid of all kinds of discrimination against Liaodong refugees. Even if I transport nearly a million refugees to Denglai by sea and then resettle them to Shandong Are the inland officials willing to accept them? There were tens of thousands of refugees who fled to Dengzhou back then, but there were frequent conflicts with the local government. Even if the inland officials were willing to accept them, how would they be accommodated? There are constant struggles between the host and the guest, and the world says Liao people "learn bows and arrows, then ride and shoot". They don't do production. Liao people who have no money, no land, no means of migration and no livelihood, how can they live in the customs? Serving as soldiers and robbers is just for survival. If there is a way to survive, how can they not go? How can Mao Mou let it go? Let them freeze to death and starve to death here?"

Hearing what Mao Wenlong said, Shi Yiwen said.

"Then, what if I let them go to my place?"

(End of this chapter)