The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Afterwards, Hou Wen's head was lifted up with a bamboo pole and hung on a high place as a warning to others.

After the public execution of Hou Wen, Lu Bu then told the refugees that he would let them get through this disaster year safely.When the refugees heard such good news, they all wept with joy, and the court's prestige also increased instantly.

A few days later, representatives of aristocratic families from all over the world entered Chang'an one after another.

Lv Bu had ordered a posthouse to be arranged early on for them to rest. After they were all present, Lv Bu invited them into the mansion to discuss business matters.

The main entrance of Da Sima's mansion.

"Brother Wei Yan, why are you here? Long time no see, don't come here without any problems!"

"Isn't this Brother Changling? We haven't seen each other for some years. Looking at it today, brother's demeanor remains the same as before. I really envy my little brother!"

"Old man, old man, it's not as good as it was back then." The man with graying temples felt a little emotional.

It is not surprising that the major families of the Han Dynasty, unless they were life and death enemies, would move around on a daily basis and get to know each other.

Gradually, the number of people greeting each other at the door increased, and the steward guarding the gate saw this, stepped forward and respectfully reminded in a low voice: "My lords, Da Sima is still waiting for you in the hall."

The Patriarchs nodded one after another and walked into the mansion.

After entering the mansion, many people were still whispering.

"You said Da Sima urgently called me here, what exactly is the reason?"

"Oh, it's unpredictable!"

"I don't know if you've seen it. This year, there are droughts everywhere, and Guanzhong is the most serious. I walked all the way, and there were corpses lying all over the field. It's too horrible to look at!"

Everyone walked into the lobby while talking.

In about half a cup of tea, the patriarchs of these families or representatives sent by them have all arrived, there are more than sixty people.

"Yo, everyone is here!"

A hearty laugh sounded from outside the hall, and everyone regarded it as Lu Bu, so they got up one after another and bowed their hands: "I have seen Da Sima!"

Although these people are well-known figures everywhere, but in front of Lu Bu, they dare not be presumptuous in the slightest.

Lu Bu walked to the main seat at the top of the hall, said to everyone, "Please sit down", and then slowly said: "I called you here today, I just want to discuss something with you, and I hope you can help me. Help Lu."

"Big Sima, you are welcome. If you are of use to me, I will help you." Zhang Rui, the patriarch of the Zhang family in Bingzhou, who is also Zhang Liao's second uncle, got up and said, cupping his hands.

Lu Bu nodded and continued: "Everyone must have seen it on the way here. There was a severe drought in Guanzhong, and hundreds of thousands of people were homeless. As the chief minister, Lu Mou naturally couldn't ignore it. It's just the treasury. It is empty and cannot save so many people, so I would like to ask everyone to help."

The words are nice, but none of you present are fools, and you all understand in your heart.Feeling Lu Bu called them here, just wanting to slaughter them as fat sheep.

"Gongtai, tell me first, how much food do we need?"

"Okay my lord, then I will briefly report to you and the other Patriarchs first."

Chen Gong, who was standing beside Lu Bu, nodded, and then said to everyone in the hall: "According to preliminary calculations, the number of refugees in the Sili area has reached nearly 70. This number exceeds 400% of the total number of people in the Sili area. .According to the most conservative calculation, a person can barely survive with at least one shi of grain per month. If the victims of the disaster are to survive this disaster year, about [-] million shi of grain will be needed."

400 stone!

Hearing this number, everyone present was surprised, what a huge number it is.

No one in the hall opened their mouths. To them, this is not only a hot potato, but also a death talisman.

Lu Bu glanced around, but still no one made a sound, so he asked, "Tell me, how can we solve the problem of 400 million shi of grain? The common people have no food to live on, and people are dying every day. The imperial treasury doesn't have much grain. What should we do?" ?”

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were very tacitly silent.

"Why, can't it be solved? Or do you want to watch the people starve to death?" Lu Bu's tone suddenly increased by two points.

The crowd still didn't say anything, and they just kept an attitude anyway: don't listen, don't listen, just chant sutras.

"Is this a problem-solving attitude?"

Lu Bu knocked on the table with his hands, his face was slightly annoyed, and he reprimanded: "Do you want to solve it, can't you?

Well, today I will solve it!

This amount of food was apportioned one by one, and everyone claimed it. "

"Da Sima, if it's 10,000+ shi grains, maybe we can get it together for you. The 400 million shi is too..." Finally someone couldn't sit still, and cried out on the spot.

Lu Bu didn't listen at all, and looked down at a fat man in his thirties, "Patriarch Qian, tell me, how much do you pay?"

The Guanzhong Qian family is a major force that has risen rapidly in recent years.

When Qian Cheng saw Lv Bu come to ask, he immediately said boldly, "Elder Sima, you decide, you can give as much as you say."

The rapid rise of the Qian family was inseparable from Lu Bu's support.

Therefore, whenever there is an opportunity, Qian Cheng will flatter Lu Bu and show his loyalty

But today, his flattery seemed to hit a horse's hoof.

"Fart, I told you to come out, will you come out?" Lu Bu reprimanded angrily.

Qian Cheng curled his lips, not knowing how to proceed with the words.

"If you come out, today's meeting will be closed." Lu Bu tapped his index finger on the table, looking particularly angry.

"Da Sima, I'm not complaining. It's not like you don't know the little land in my family. You really can't afford so much food. Besides, if I leave, what do you need the masters to do?"

Qian Cheng said with great aggrievedness, he sneaked a glance at Lu Bu, saw that Lu Bu's face was sinking like water, and quickly added: "If you want to collect food, I will help you even if I lose everything, it's just that my family is small, no more than other people with deep background. Hao family. Hedong, Luoyang, Hanzhong, these few families are the big ones, and we will make up for the rest of the small ones."

This dog is a real thief!

Hearing these words, the rest of the Patriarchs cursed in their hearts that this chicken thief and fat man brought misfortune to the east.

"God of Wealth, make a statement."

Lu Bu looked at Yang Zhen, who was first on the left, and asked for his opinion.

Because of Yang Biao's illness, the Yang family sent Yang Zhen here.

Speaking of the Yang family, it is one of the best in Guanzhong, even in the Han Dynasty.

"Da Sima, let me try to squeeze out 30 shi of grain first." Yang Zhen said seriously, 30 shi of grain is no longer a small number.

Lu Bu shook his head slightly, raised his index finger, and offered a price: "100 million shi."

"Big Sima, this..."

Yang Zhen showed a look of embarrassment, Lu Bu waved his hand outside, interrupting Yang Zhen's next words, then turned his head and looked at the Hedong family headed by the Wei family: "How much can the Hedong family produce?"