After setting up camp and resting for a night in an open area halfway up the mountain, Lin Mo had his men use local materials to build wooden carts to transport the grain.
While he could cause trouble for the evil monk, he couldn't just lie back and do nothing.
This wicked monk is now acting as both father and mother in Sichuan.
He not only had to govern Xichuan City, but also serve as the later leader, a part-time military advisor, and be responsible for the selection of new officials. Now he also had to take on such a difficult transportation task.
If we accidentally work Yao Guangxiao to death, it would be a huge loss.
"We'll transport whatever we can ourselves!"
Regarding the secret room, since the key couldn't be found, and the key redeemed by the system was a one-time use item, Lin Mo had no choice but to send people to build a new door over the hidden door overnight, and add a lock to prevent theft.
At the same time, he also decided to set aside a portion of his silver as a reward for his subordinates.
The construction of Xichuan City also requires funds. The remaining silver is naturally the start-up capital, but the problem of transporting it to Xichuan City can only be left to the evil monk to handle.
"I'll arrange a few more doctors for you!" Lin Mo thought to himself.
And so, in the days that followed, day and night, the sound of axes never ceased.
Zhao Zhen hadn't slept soundly for a long time. He could only think of chopping trees when he closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he was still chopping trees. Even in the middle of the night, he could hear the endless "thump, thump" of the wood.
Those were the sounds of copper axes, stone axes, and iron axes stolen by bandits from Tanlang Mountain chopping down trees.
Once, he was exhausted and about to fall asleep when suddenly there was a loud crash, and a large pine tree crashed down, kicking up a cloud of dust and needles.
This repeated cycle caused Zhao Zhen to experience a mental breakdown.
Now let's look at Xu Chu; his life is even more difficult.
Lin Mo said, "With great power comes great responsibility. Xu Chu is big and strong, so he needs to cut down a lot of trees every day."
At the same time, Xu Chu's preferred weapon is the double axe.
What a coincidence! We also use an axe to cut down trees. If you don't cut down more, wouldn't you feel bad?
So, the burly Xu Chu transformed into "Bald Qiang" and frantically chopped down trees!
Why cut down so many trees?
It's very simple. First, we need to build wooden carts to transport grain.
Secondly, the Greedy Wolf Stronghold occupies a natural and strategically important location, serving as a vital gateway between Xichuan City and various parts of Shu. Such an important stronghold should certainly be utilized.
Yesterday's fire completely destroyed the wooden building, but the stone walls remained intact and can be rebuilt.
Finally, even if this place has little strategic significance, the secret room contains a large amount of gold and silver!
Shouldn't we build a sentry post to guard the secret room?
The question is, while all the soldiers were working hard to cut down trees, what was King Lin Mo of Shu doing?
The answer is sleep!
Or perhaps on the way to sleep.
Such actions left his subordinates furious but unable to voice their anger.
There's nothing we can do; he's a prince, so he certainly doesn't need to do the work himself.
About half a month later, when his men came to call Zhao Zhen, he had already woken up and was lying in the tent in a disheveled state, covered with some fur.
“Lord Zhao Zhen,” the subordinate said, shaking his shoulder, “it’s dawn!”
He pulled Zhao Zhen up and said, "I understand, you can go now."
Damn it, they're cutting down trees again! Zhao Zhen thought to himself, "I wonder when this will ever end!"
Then he got up and went to find the axe.
"No, no, sir!" the subordinate said. "Lord Yao Guangxiao is here, our bad days are over!"
"Huh? Really?" This was the best news Zhao Zhen had heard in more than ten days.
Wait a minute, something's not right!
Just because Yao Guangxiao is here, does that mean we don't have to work? Of course not!
I'm afraid there will be even more work to do! Zhao Zhen thought to himself, transporting grain is a tough job!
He sighed, stepped out of the tent, and took a closer look. "This..."
At the foot of the mountain, there were people everywhere, a dark mass.
"What's going on?" Zhao Zhen exclaimed in surprise. "Could it be that the enemy has attacked?"
“No, sir, these are all people from Xichuan City,” his subordinate told him. “They were brought by Lord Yao Guangxiao.”
"Huh? How did he do that!" Zhao Zhen was shocked again.
Meanwhile, Lin Mo had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Upon seeing Yao Guangxiao, he strode forward and grabbed him so tightly that he nearly broke the other man's bones.
"Guangxiao, it's so good to see you! Especially your big bald head!" Lin Mozai looked him up and down carefully, then laughed loudly, "You really haven't changed at all!"
"No change?" Yao Guangxiao was anxious. "I've lost weight, you know?" he thought to himself.
However, a ruler is a ruler, and a subject is a subject. Yao Guangxiao could only force a smile and say, "Your Highness, Yao Guangxiao is at your command."
"Haha, there's no need for us to be so polite before!" Lin Mo said. "You know the situation, right? More than ten million catties of grain, and a large sum of silver. How are we going to transport it back? Guangxiao, have you thought it through?"
Yao Guangxiao's lips twitched slightly. "Your Highness, I have completed the task you entrusted to me," he said, gesturing to the people behind him. "Please take a look."
Lin Mo looked back and saw tens of thousands of people.
They came in groups of three or five, some in oxcarts and some in horse-drawn carriages, as if they had gathered from all directions of Xichuan City.
"This..." Lin Mo frowned. "Guangxiao, what's going on?"
"Your Highness, these are all people from Xichuan, here to help you transport grain!"
"Of course I know they're here to transport grain, that's not what I'm asking!" Lin Mo said anxiously.
He was thinking, "With so many ordinary people, do you think you can just take advantage of me for free?"
"Your Highness, please rest assured, these people have provided their own rations along the way!" Yao Guangxiao said calmly, "They haven't cost us a single grain of military rations!"
Lin Mo: "..."
Good heavens, how the hell did you do that?
Tens of thousands of ordinary people are really getting this for free? And so quickly?
If Lin Mo remembered correctly, it would take about half a month to travel from here to Xichuan City and back.
You can only handle them in one day!
Is this some kind of cheat code? Did they forcibly change their minds?
"Your Highness, please don't worry," Yao Guangxiao smiled. "I simply issued a proclamation informing them that those who help transport grain will be exempt from taxes this year!"
"Holy crap!" Lin Mo exclaimed. "Are you out of your mind? You get a year's tax exemption just for being a mover?"
Yao Guangxiao's expression remained unchanged. "Your Highness, you're the one who's gone mad!" he said. "What, you expect to collect taxes this year?"
"This..." Lin Mo was an IT professional on Earth, but after transmigrating, he followed Lin Wenzhong in his campaigns, so he wasn't very knowledgeable about domestic affairs.
Upon hearing Yao Guangxiao's words, he immediately understood.
The land of Sichuan is barren, and this year is another year of misfortune. Every household in Sichuan has no surplus grain, and even basic sustenance is a problem.
Collect taxes? Ha!
Instead of being the villain and forcibly collecting taxes, it's better to simply exempt the people from taxes. Not only will they be extremely grateful, but they'll also get to work as a porter for free.
"Haha, you're really something, Guangxiao!" Lin Mo laughed. "You truly are my Xiao He!"
Without further ado, let's get started!
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