Before leaving, the old man hesitated for a while, and left two grain carts to Li Di.
Instructed Li Di, after eating the grain, remember to send him the cart, horse, and grain bag to Kou's Mansion.
Li Di stared at the two lonely food trucks left, not knowing what to say.
I, Li Di, one of the four masters of the Song Dynasty, was given alms...
In Li Di's eyes, when the old man dropped the grain truck, he hesitated, just like the expressions of the wealthy people on the streets of Bianjing when they gave beggars.
Li Di sarcastically said a few words, walked to the grain truck, opened a grain bag, and looked inside, a large bag of shin.
That is, beans.
Li Di hurriedly asked people to remove the grain bags from the car, take them under the city wall, and rebuild the porridge sheds to make food for the refugees.
The refugees also knew that the food delivered by the convoy was for them. Although it has been taken elsewhere, it must have their share.
They stopped shouting, and stopped making trouble, one by one, under the reassurance of the officials, they guarded under the city wall, waiting for the officials to distribute food to them.
With this batch of grain sent from Baozhou, this time the food crisis is over.
The imperial court mobilized grain and grass documents from other places. It was sent out as early as last night. Three days later, grains from all over the place will gather in Bianjing.
The food and clothing problem of the refugees will be completely resolved.
Li Di looked at the refugees who were guarding around the two grain trucks and refused to leave, and then at the old people who crashed and died on the city wall, feeling mixed.
If the food could arrive one day earlier...
Do not!
A few hours earlier, no one will die because of food.
But he did not complain about the old man and others.
Not only can't complain, but also ask for credit for this group of people.
They did not owe the court anything, nor did they promise to do anything to help the court.
People can transport food all the way to the city of Bianjing purely to maintain their friendship with Kou Ji.
If they don't send it, there is no problem.
After Li Di had people unload the grain from the grain truck, he turned around and looked at the soldiers of the Forbidden Army who were driven out of the grain transport team by the old man.
"The old man asked you to investigate the escort of grain and grass. How could you be taken down and called as a servant?"
Li Di stared at the imperial soldiers who had only the leather armor left and questioned.
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army said bitterly: "In response to Li Xiang, the low-ranking officials were ordered to investigate the escort of grain and grass. When they were escorting the thieves back to Beijing, they ran into them.
The low-ranking people knew that Bianjing was short of food for the victims, and when they saw that they were escorting a large amount of food, they moved their minds. "
Li Di curled his lips and said, "Have you ever beaten someone? Was someone arrested?"
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army bowed their heads in shame.
Their combat effectiveness is good, but the old man and others are not weak in combat effectiveness, and there are more people than them.
The old man and the rest of the Majun infantry cooperated, and forcibly captured the Majun Qingqi from the Forbidden Army.
Although they lost, they were convinced that they lost, so they did not speak out.
The average age of the old man and others is around thirty. They are all veterans who have been in the frontier for many years. It is reasonable to defeat those who have been in the army for only three or five years and have not experienced three or five battles.
Seeing that they didn't excuse, Li Di was taken aback, guessing what they were thinking, and he said: "If you lose, you lose... You also lost to help the refugees grab food. It is understandable.
The old man will inform the prison guards in your army so that they can excuse you from your guilt. "
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army heard the words, looked at Li Di gratefully, and nodded together.
Seeing Li Di pulling his legs to leave, some of them spoke and said, "Li Xiang..."
Li Di paused and questioned: "Why... Do you still want the old man to help you please?"
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army shook his head hurriedly and said: "The people of the low-ranking ranks don't have this mind. The people of the low-ranking ranks want Li Xiang to talk to the Kou Ministry of Industry and let those people return the weapons and horses of the low-ranking ranks..."
Li Di turned his head and questioned: "Why do you return the seized people who have won the battle?"
The faces of the soldiers and the others were a little ugly.
They are not afraid of losing their weapon.
Horses are the top priority.
There are only one hundred thousand horses owned by the court, and only about sixty thousand can be singled out as war horses.
The horse army owned by the court is as many as 300,000.
In other words, only five cavalry can be equipped with a horse.
So horses are extremely precious, more precious than them.
This is why when Kou Ji got the horses from Liao, so many people risked being killed and offended Kou Zhun to take the horses from Kou Ji.
A few soldiers, named cavalry, may not be able to ride a horse for a lifetime.
They lost their weapons and only needed to go back to the armory to reclaim enough, but if they lost their horses, they would have to compensate for the equivalent money or be heavily blamed.
Li Di knew the importance of horses. Seeing the ugly faces of the soldiers of the Forbidden Army, he knew that they were afraid of being blamed.
He sighed and said, "The old man has taken care of the horses for you."
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army were relieved upon hearing the words.
Li Di stopped responding to them. He left some officials to sort out the refugees, and took some officials to the Beicheng Gate of Bianjing.
Bianjing City, at the North Gate.
After dawn, no cooking smoke was seen rising from the stove, and no grain was transported out of Bianjing. The refugees surrounded Kou Ji's tent.
Peng Yue carried a short knife that he didn't know where he got, and led the refugees, staring at Kou Ji with red eyes.
Peng Yue regarded Kou Ji as a good person, as a believer, and chose to believe Kou Ji, but Kou Ji deceived him.
This made him feel very angry.
Liu Heng and Cao Tong, holding knives, stood in front of Kou Ji, one left and the other right.
The two sides held each other since daybreak, and said nothing.
Just when Peng Yue was about to lead the refugees to tear up Kou Ji, Li's entourage arrived in time and said that grain had arrived, and Li Di called Kou Ji to pass.
Kou Ji was going to follow Li's entourage, but was stopped by Peng Yue and the refugees.
They felt that Kou Ji cheated them once, and he would definitely cheat them a second time.
Li Di summoned Kou Ji in the past, it is very likely to help Kou Ji get out of the strategy.
Kou Ji can only play Li's entourage and tell Li Di that he is trapped and cannot go back.
After Li's entourage left, Peng Yue led the refugees and approached Kou Ji silently step by step.
When they were three feet in front of Kou Ji.
A team of thousands of people, brandishing knives, rushed into the distance.
After they rushed to the North City Gate, they saw the refugees surrounding Kou Ji without any hesitation and chose to charge.
If it weren't for the leading men to restrain their men and horses and not allow them to kill, they would definitely rush in all the way.
Because in their hearts, Kou Ji's life is far more important than anyone's.
Let alone a group of refugees, even the fine riders of the Liao Kingdom will kill them without hesitation.
They rushed into the refugee group, tore a hole, rushed in front of Kou Ji, and protected Kou Ji behind him.
When they rode their horse back to face the refugees, the hilt of the knife turned tactfully, and the blade faced the refugees.
They did not shout any threats, but they told all the refugees with actions that they would not be polite if they dared to offend Kou Ji.
Although they are not armored, the sturdy aura that exudes from them makes the refugees feel uncomfortable.
Although there are more refugees than them, there is only fear in their hearts when facing them.
Few people can take the courage to fight with them.
After they frightened the refugees, they sat on horseback and saluted Kou Ji Qi Qi, "The villain and others have seen the benefactor, and the villain and others are defending the enemy. They can't make a full courtesy. Please forgive me.
When Kou Ji saw them, he looked surprised. He saw some impressed figures in the middle, and asked in astonishment: "Why are you here?"
The headed man grinned and said, "Wait a moment when Chen Ma's head arrives, you can ask him."
Kou Ji said unexpectedly: "Anyone else?"
The headed man nodded.
Before long, the old man hurried to the north gate with the convoy carrying food.
When the team reached the refugees, the old man ignored the refugees and rushed forward.
The refugees subconsciously gave way to them.
The old man and the others are like a group of wolves wandering in the flock, dismissing the sheep around them.
Only Kou Ji was in the eyes of the old man.
When the old man got to a place not far in front of Kou Ji, he jumped out of the carriage, ran to Kou Ji quickly, and said, "Little old man has seen my benefactor."
The old man didn't have the coldness when facing Li Di, and when facing Kou Ji, his expression was very eager.
Kou Ji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the long line of food transporting behind the old man.
He walked forward quickly, held up the old man's hands, and hurriedly asked: "Why are you here? You brought so much food?"
The old man rubbed his hands awkwardly, with a bright smile on his face said: "After the wheat harvest in May, Xiao Lao'er and others planted sunn in the field again. God appreciates his face, and this year Shu also has a bumper harvest.
Everyone can't finish eating too much sunn in their hands, so they want to exchange them for a little money.
After Chen Engong's staying in Baozhou learned of this, he informed Chen Engong.
Chen Engong wrote to tell the little old man that he would ask the little old man and others to transport the sun to the Bianjing city to sell. He would help us sell it, not only would not make us suffer, but also let our sun sell at a high price.
The little old man originally planned to entrust the transshipment department to transport the grain, but the price of the grain transportation requested by the transshipment department was too high.
The little old man thought about it, so he might as well send it by himself.
Anyway, it was winter soon, and the little old man and others were all idle.
After Xiao Lao'er and others escorted the grain out of Baozhou, they heard the news of a flood in Bianjing.
I am afraid that you will run out of food due to the flood, so hurry up and down day and night to bring the food here as soon as possible.
When I reached the boundary of Kaifeng Mansion, I ran into a group of imperial soldiers, trying to grab food.
The little old man took them down, and learned from them that you took over the disaster relief and you have no food in your hand.
The little old man and the others rushed all night to bring you the food to alleviate your urgent needs. "
Kou Ji took his hand and said moved: "It is more than a relief to my urgent need, and countless lives have been survived."
The old man laughed in a low voice, "It would be great if I can help my benefactor."
In the hearts of the old man and others, they would be satisfied if they could help Kou Ji.
Kou Ji has a life-saving grace for them, and they naturally reciprocate.
As for how many lives were alive, they didn't care at all.
If Kou Ji is happy, they are happy, it's that simple.
Kou Ji nodded and instructed Liu Heng beside him: "Quickly take people to unload the grain, and then start the fire to cook."
Liu Heng promised, and took the servants and others to unload the grain.
When Liu Heng led people to unload the grain, he also specially let the people uncover the grain bags, so that the refugees could see the grain inside.
The sacks of grain were opened and placed in front of the refugees, and the refugees would naturally be able to see it.
Some refugees quietly left the team that besieged Kou Ji.
If someone takes the lead, someone respects it.
After a while, most of the refugees had already left.
The old man smiled and spoke with Kou Ji, when suddenly someone walked up to him and pulled his sleeves. He was stunned.
"what's happenin?"
The man pointed to Peng Yue, who was holding a knife in his hand.
The old man's eyes fell on Peng Yue, and after seeing Peng Yue's burly body, he exclaimed in his heart.
After his eyes fell on the short knife in Peng Yue's hand, his face suddenly became cold.
Kou Ji noticed the old man's look and didn't say anything.
The old man took his gaze back from Peng Yue, with a smile on his face again, and said to Kou Ji: "My dear father, if the old man hit someone, don't blame the old man."
Kou Ji smiled and shook his head, "No..."
The old man nodded and smiled: "That's good."
He arched his hand to Kou Ji, turned around, and his eyes fell on Peng Yue again.
His slightly bent waist straightened in an instant, and there was no more smile on his old face, only a cold face.
When facing Kou Ji, he was like an old farmer in the field, but when facing Peng Yue, he was a tough pawn against the enemy.
The old man took steady steps and walked in front of Peng Yue.
Those men who followed the old man surrounded Peng Yue.
And those refugees who followed Peng Yue to make trouble, but at this moment, hide him far away.
The old man stared at Peng Yue and asked, "Who's life you are going to hurt with a short knife?"
Peng Yue gritted his teeth and did not speak.
The old man shouted coldly: "Before our soldiers and civilians in Baozhou died, no one could hurt his benefactor. Anyone who dared to hurt his benefactor is a deadly enemy of the soldiers and civilians of Baozhou.
"Snapped!"
The old man slapped Peng Yue's face with a slap, and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of Peng Yue's mouth, drowning in his beard.
But he did not fight back, not because he was unable to fight back, but because he could not fight back.
"Snapped!"
The old man is a slap again.
Three slaps in a row were drawn on Peng Yue's face. Peng Yue's face slowly swelled, and the short knife in his hand fell to the ground.
The old man snorted coldly: "Remembering that you didn't hurt your benefactor, giving you three slaps is a lesson. How to deal with you, then the benefactor has the final say."