Sui and Tang Dynasties: Became Yang Guang's Chief Advisor at the Beginning

"Luo Cheng!"

"Open the gate of the granary for this king!"

Yang Yu sneered, but ignored him and shouted directly to Luo Cheng behind him.

"promise!"

Luo Cheng knew that Yang Yu was on the verge of breaking out, so he didn't talk nonsense, he just called a few iron eagle guards behind him to smash the door.

"It's over..."

"It's all over..."

Huan Wangqing sat paralyzed on the ground, shouting non-stop, completely no longer arrogant and domineering.

"If only Brother Cheng was here, the axe in his hand must be easy to use!"

Luo Cheng and several Iron Eagle Guards finally opened the door after wasting a lot of time.

"Squeak-"

Under the watchful eyes, the heavy door of the granary was pushed open little by little.

The face inside is also exposed to everyone's field of vision.

What a big granary!

It was empty!

There is not a grain of food in it!

"how so……"

"Where's the grain? What about the grain we put in?"

"I only saw that the food was stored last year, why is it all gone?"

……

The hungry people who had been looking forward to seeing this scene, the light on their faces disappeared.

That's hope gone!

"Huan Wangqing, where's the food?!"

Yang Yu put the sword directly on Huan Wangqing's neck, his voice full of anger.

You don't need to think about it and know that this matter is inseparable from it!

"..."

Huan Wangqing looked at Yang Yu with a complicated expression............

At this time, he may know that his death is coming, or maybe there are too many people involved in this matter, and he didn't say a word.

It's not a fool either.

If you tell everything, you can't help but die, and the wife and children behind him will be implicated.

If you keep silent, you may be sheltered by some people, and these people still have a chance of life.

At this moment, Huan Wangqing made up his mind to commit suicide whenever he had the chance.

"Come on!"

"Put him in jail! Let him die! Don't let him die!"

Yang Yu frowned.

I know that there is no information to ask, and there is no nonsense.

"Folks, don't worry!"

"This king will give you an explanation!"

"As long as this king is in Xingyang for one day, I will never let you all go hungry!"

Yang Yu stood on a high place and shouted to the starving people below whose faces were dead silent.

Hearing Yang Yu's promise, the big guy's complexion slightly improved.

"Luo Cheng!"

"Go outside the city and lead the [*] white-robed troops, and copy the mansion of King Huan for this king!"

"All the food that is copied will be stored in the granary and moved to the granary!"

After dealing with Huan Wangqing, Yang Yu looked at Luo Cheng again.

The plan for now is not to check the whereabouts of the food.

But let these hungry people in the city eat first!

Yang Yu expected that Dingxun and Wang Qing would be embezzled a lot on weekdays!

"promise!"

The situation is urgent, and there is no room for neglect.

Luo Cheng took the order and hurried out of the city on horseback.

"Wang Ming, right?"

Yang Yu turned his attention to the soldiers who were previously stationed in the Yicang.

"Lord, despite your orders!"

"Go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire! We will never blink!"

When Wang Ming heard Yang Yu's voice, he knew that he was going to be assigned a task, and he was immediately excited.

"Would you like to take guilt and make meritorious deeds?"

Yang Yu faced all the soldiers and asked loudly.

"Go back to the lord! Think!"

Without any hesitation, the soldiers shouted loudly.

"very good!"

"This king wants you to wait for an hour to set up a porridge shed and a cauldron for porridge in front of the four gates of Xingyang City."

"Can you do it?"

Yang Yu didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.

"can!"

This time, it was a neat answer.

When the soldiers heard Yang Yu's request, not only did they not flinch, but everyone was full of enthusiasm. .

Chapter 217

Xingyang City, the residence of King Huan Qing.

Under the leadership of Luo Cheng, the five hundred white robes surrounded the place, and the people passing by saw such a battle, not only did not leave, but stopped outside to watch.

The people all thought of a possibility.

The earth emperor of Xingyang City is going to be unlucky!

"boom!"

"Take it all!"

"Search!"

With a muffled sound, the heavy door was violently broken open by Luo Cheng.

Before the people inside could react, the white-robed army armed with weapons rushed in and controlled everyone in the mansion.

Subsequently, a large number of gold and silver jewelry were confiscated.

More importantly, a large amount of food was found in the houses on the side of the mansion.

After an inventory, there were actually as many as [*] shi of grain stored in a row of houses!

You must know that although Huan Wangqing was the prefect, according to the official rank, he was only a third-rank official. With the salary level of the Great Sui Dynasty, the annual salary of a third-rank official was about [*] shi.

[*] stone of grain, even if you don't eat or drink, you have to sit on the prefect for fifty years to save enough!

After the food was found, Luo Cheng ordered all of them to be transported to the granary immediately, and then, under Yang Yu's order, they were sent to the four gates of Xingyang City.

At the same time, with the concerted efforts of the defenders and the 29 people in the city, porridge shacks were also built at designated locations within a very short period of time.

From the beginning of the order to the official distribution of gruel to the hungry, the whole process took less than two hours.

In addition, under Yang Yu's instructions, all kinds of miscellaneous grains were boiled into porridge before they could be distributed, instead of directly distributing the found food to the people.

Even things like wheat bran and rice bran that wealthy people used to raise livestock were not discarded, but boiled together into porridge.

This is the result after some consideration.

[*] shi of food seems to be a lot, but now Xingyang City is full of hungry people. Compared with the huge number of hungry people, this [*] shi of food does not last long.

The same pound of food, if distributed directly, may only save one or two people's lives.

But if it is boiled into porridge, maybe more hungry people will not starve to death.

Under the famine, what the people need is to live, not to enjoy.

……

It is night, Xingyang government office.

"How are things going?"

In the main seat, Yang Yu looked at Luo Cheng, who was in charge of providing relief to the victims, and asked.

"Go back to your lord."

"Everything is arranged properly, but people from all over the country are coming one after another."