On the road.

The well-dressed gentry children rode famous horses and galloped to the right.

The ragged hunchbacked man pushed the waterwheel and struggled to the left.

『Haha, Shandong!" Wei Yan stared at Cao Ying and smiled, 『Shandong! Look! Really, people, god, land and spirit!』

Cao Yingqiang laughed, "This... is wrong, it is wrong."

『Hmm…』 Wei Yan was silent for a while, 『Isn’t you ashamed of this matter? You have been in power in Shandong for so many years, and you have been doing this? Do you not see it?』

『What do you mean by this?" Cao Ying sighed and said, 『This drought was not caused by us...It was not that we caused the field to be devoid of water...This, it was really not my fault...

"It has no direct relationship with you, so you are right?" Wei Yan said with a smile, but there was a little cold light in his eyes. "You know, these people think... forget it, you probably don't understand if you say it..."

Cao Ying laughed dryly.

He walked on the road well, not harming anyone, nor hurting anyone, so what was wrong with him?

Of course, Cao Ying couldn't understand what a child of aristocratic family who enjoyed more social resources should do, but could not do anything.

The order of the Han Dynasty has now had great problems. The gentry who once led the ideological, cultural and political systems of the Han Dynasty have gradually become stumbling blocks that hinder the Han Dynasty's progress. The most critical issue is that just like Cao Ying's current reaction, they still think that they are not wrong, or they are stubborn and never admit their mistakes.

If you don't admit your mistake, you will naturally be wrong...

During the war between Yuan and Cao, Jizhou did not suffer any heavy damage. Only some areas were damaged. However, Cao Cao quickly accepted the surrender of Jizhou's men, which naturally caused Jizhou to resume production quickly. It can be said that Jizhou would be even better under Cao Cao than in Yuan Shao's hands. After all, Yuan Shao had to beat Gongsun at that time, and Cao Cao was the one who was on the other.

Until this time the war between Cao Cao and Fei Qian, the Jizhou man really made a "hard" blood.

It was probably as if hemorrhoids suddenly burst, and the crotch was full of red.

This made the Jizhou guys very dissatisfied.

Moreover, since Cao Cao's advance was unfavorable, the hemorrhoids have not healed and blood flowed continuously.

Although they cut their flesh with a knife every time, they have cut too much, and these Jizhou men are also in pain. In addition, the drought this time is obviously so serious, and the local gentry in Jizhou is trying every means to protect their food, which makes the supply on Cao Cao's frontline even more tense.

Fortunately, Cao Cao built a large-scale grain and grass transfer camp in the area of ​​Yanzhou, Yuzhou and Yanzhou in Jizhou very early, and stored a lot of grain and grass...

And now, Wei Yan has set his sights on these places.

After all, Jizhou is so big, this kind of food and grass transfer camp will not be clamoring for everyone in the world. Only some people will have the information...

That’s right, those who know the information about these places are Cao Ying, who has been patrolling various places and has been well received.

But even Cao Yingcai was afraid of death and was confused, he knew the importance of these food and grass to Cao Cao.

So the closer he got to the food transfer camp, the more conflicted Cao Ying felt, and his expression became more and more nervous.

Wei Yan looked coldly, suddenly thought of Cao Ying's words just now, and said to Cao Ying: "Don't be nervous! This is not your fault!"

Cao Ying was stunned for a moment and turned his head, "Ah? What do you mean by this?"

Wei Yan sighed and pointed to the dry acres around him and the farmers who were working hard to irrigate the land. "Look, what can war bring? Death or death. Even if the Prime Minister wins on the front line, can death be avoided here? Such a drought will at least die of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people! Isn't it right?"

"Ah, ah, right, right." Cao Ying was still a little confused.

"Now if all the labors on the front line are sent back, can we rescue these Zhuanghe, alleviate some drought and reduce some losses from the disaster?" Wei Yan said again.

"That's natural." Cao Ying nodded.

If there are more people working and more staff, of course we can do more things. Now that disaster relief is not effective, Cao Ying will never think that the government organization is not in place and the gentry is unwilling to take out money and grain. Instead, ordinary civilians, tenants and farmers are not working hard enough and not doing enough.

Wei Yan suddenly sighed again, "But the war is probably not over so soon! One year, two years, and a few years, and if we continue to fight like this, who will be good? How many years did we take to fight the Western Qiang back then? Didn't I slander Prime Minister Cao? You think about it yourself, how many people can you stand alone? The great man was not divided into such pieces, and there was a wealthy place like Heluo to support it. How many years did he fight? How many years did he fight now? To be honest, how many are you sure you can win the cavalry?"

If Cao Cao had set out, Cao Ying would probably still have confidence that he could win, but after delaying for so long, the original confidence of eight or nine points is now half, not even half.

Wei Yan said with a smile: "Since you can't win, why not... In this way, I have a way to make money together..."

"Uh?!" Cao Ying seemed to be choking by his saliva and coughed repeatedly.

He was frightened by Wei Yan's divine turn.

A general from the cavalry came here to talk to the officials under Cao Cao about making money. What kind of spirit is this?

Wei Yan smiled, smiling happily.

"I'll ask you, if the drought is really uncontrollable..." Wei Yan pointed to the dry land around him, "These Zhuanghe must not be saved, and then there will be a huge shortage of food... right? Then in this case...what is the most valuable thing? You can't think of it, right?"

Wei Yan's voice was like the temptation of a devil, low but full of seduction.

Cao Ying swallowed his saliva. He thought of a possibility, but he felt that this possibility was really absurd!

But, if...

What if it can be done?

Then not only can all his previous problems be solved to a certain extent, but Cao Ying himself can even make a fortune!

"The opportunity should not be missed, and you will never come again!" Wei Yan patted Cao Ying on the shoulder, "After all, we did nothing wrong, why should we bear the blame? Why can't we be happy and make money together?"

『This, this...』

Cao Ying didn't know what to say, but just licked his lips in a despicable way, and then licked his teeth again.
Chapter completed!