Chapter 120 Chaos
The problem now is that they have limited food supplies.
The food and salary provided by the imperial court every year is not enough, but it is better than nothing.
It would be very painful for them to use up their own stored food to fight a war.
They were also worried that if they were exposed, they would run out of food and supplies when fighting against the imperial court.
It will be dangerous then.
This grain needs to wait until the ground matures, so it is planted in spring and harvested in autumn.
He could see that Jun Qiulan could bring back some food, but it was definitely limited. Otherwise, given Jun Qiulan's kindness, he would not have brought back only 300,000 kilograms of food when he was afraid of drought and famine.
Huo Yan said, "If a fight really breaks out here, the higher-ups will definitely send over a military supervisor. This is customary practice, and the military supervisor will certainly be someone close to the emperor."
Then, the fact that they had gunpowder could not be concealed.
How will they explain then that they had gunpowder but did not report it?
Even if they found an excuse, saying that these were newly acquired weapons and their superiors asked them to hand them over, they definitely could not give them over.
Isn't the intention obvious?
Moreover, the military supervisors have come to the border town, how can they not see the changes in the border town?
Just relying on Duan Wen, a prefect who was previously unknown?
To put it bluntly, if Duan Wen really had such ability, even if he had no background or connections, it would be impossible for him to be unknown in the court.
So, who brought about the changes here?
Su Changxun?
But Su Changxun has been exiled here for more than ten years.
If he really wanted to achieve something and return to the court, why didn't he do it earlier?
It is not difficult to imagine that the only change is that there is an exiled deposed prince here.
The deposed prince's biological parents both opened schools in the city to impart knowledge to the people.
The previous spies were cleared out by him and Duan Wen. The information brought back by the spies at that time was that Jun Qiulan was in a state of despair and was beyond help.
A sudden change? How about taking care of the kids?
Moreover, their current ideas have gradually begun to spread among the people, and their reputation among the people is actually quite large. If you ask around a little, you will know what is going on.
Jun Qiulan was silent. "If we don't report it, how much more food and fodder will we have?"
His opinion is to delay as much as possible.
The saying "build high walls, store up food, and slowly become king" makes a lot of sense.
Their current situation is not the best time for them to confront the imperial court head-on.
Still fledged.
Huo Lian: "You must also understand that the food stored in the barracks is not much, barely enough for the soldiers to eat twice a day. When fighting, in addition to food, we also need weapons and armor. We need iron."
Unauthorized mining of iron ore is a serious crime.
Stationing troops and hoarding food is also a serious crime of rebellion.
As for grain, this year's tax revenue has already been reduced by half.
According to convention, local tax grain at the border was handed directly to the Border Lord, and any shortfall would be supplemented by the higher authorities.
Now, let alone the food above, half of their local food has been lost. Of course, Huo Yan also understood that the people had just experienced a drought and had finally recovered. With the poor harvest, it was indeed a bit difficult to hold on until the next year's harvest.
Even the soldiers in the military camp understood when they heard the news. In fact, many of the soldiers were locals. If their families could eat a few more bites of food, what would it matter if they ate a few less?
Of course, Jun Qiulan also promised to provide them with some supplies.
Huo Lian also had his own concerns and hesitations.
They definitely want the imperial court's grain, no matter how much, it can at least fill some gaps, and they can keep the extra to fight the imperial court.
When fighting, more food means more confidence.
As for the problem of iron smelting, Huo Lian had already sent people out to look for iron ore. Weapons were also indispensable, but they did not touch the existing iron ore, just to be on guard against the higher-ups and let them know about their situation later.
His dilemma was that he wanted food and supplies from above, so he couldn't hide the news here, but his family was still in the capital and couldn't leave.
Another war is about to begin, and his family will be watched even more closely.
He had heard before that Jun Qiulan's grandfather had moved his family to the border town.
When the war breaks out, Jun Qiulan will have no worries.
But he is different.
In fact, he was more worried than Jun Qiulan that the higher-ups would know the information about the border town too early.
Until he is sure that his family is safe, he cannot be completely at ease to follow Jun Qiulan to create that beautiful world.
By then, wouldn't Huo Lian become a fence-sitter?
Jun Qiulan sighed. Aren’t Huo Lian’s concerns the same as his concerns?
If Huo Lian cannot calm down completely, then their career will be a fantasy.
By then, there would be no need for anyone above him to take action, Huo Lian would just kill them directly.
"If the military supervisor comes, can General Huo prevent him from delivering the letter?"
Huo Lian: "In the short term, it's not a big problem, but in the long term, it will definitely not work."
The military inspector will not come alone. He will also bring his subordinates, confidants, and may even bring a large number of slaves.
They can't monitor everyone all the time.
In the early days, the military supervisor must have sent letters back to the capital in the conventional way, so there was a possibility that they would intercept them.
As time went on, the military supervisor discovered something was wrong and started sending messages in unconventional ways, which they were unable to defend against.
Jun Qiulan looked at the soldiers training outside the tent and asked, "General Huo, do you have any pigs weighing around 150 kilograms?"
Huo Lian's head was full of question marks. Why was the topic so off-topic?
Why are we talking about pigs again?
Although I don’t know why Jun Qiulan asked this, I still told the truth.
"Ever since we learned the method you gave us for castrating piglets, we've raised quite a few pigs in the barracks. We should be able to find one weighing around 150 pounds."
After saying this, he ordered his personal soldiers to drive over a pig weighing about 150 kilograms.
After being castrated, these pigs grow fast and are reluctant to move. Compared to before, each pig has an average of about 100 pounds more meat, including more fat.
The soldiers can now have a little more food in their stomachs.
He sincerely thought that this method of castrating piglets was a good one and deserved to be promoted among the people as soon as possible.
In the past, his wife didn't like eating pork because it was fishy and smelly. Now, pork can occasionally be seen on the family dinner table.
In particular, Jun Qiulan also circulated some recipes, and the pork she roasted tasted simply amazing.
Huo Lian was still curious: "What do you want a pig for at this time?"
Jun Qiulan actually didn’t know what to say.
He had brought a calf before, which weighed about 90 pounds, which was about the same weight as my little sister, so he had never tried to bring a human.
Just in case, I'd rather have some extra weight, just in case the situation is different when bringing people or animals.
Moreover, he has always been reluctant to lead others to try, for fear of failure.
He had told his parents about this matter, and his parents suggested that they try it with the death row prisoners first.
Maybe he is too indecisive.
Even though a death row inmate was sentenced to death, he was not allowed to die immediately.
It just so happened that Master Qingheng said that we would have to wait for a while for the overseas identity information. He had already sent over his family’s identity and age information, including ID photos, some time ago.
Have to wait.
So he still has time.
Today, he knew that Huo Lian was worried about his family in the capital, so he had no choice but to reveal his cards first.
He didn't know if he could succeed at one hundred and fifty kilograms, but he felt that this was the safest weight.
Soon, a half-grown pig was driven over, grunting and looking very unconvinced.
"General, please ask your attendants to leave."
He was willing to let Huo Yan see his cards, but he was not ready to make his secrets public.
Huo Lian waved his hand, and not only did the personal soldiers in the tent leave, but even those guarding outside the door automatically retreated far away.
"Now, can you tell me what you're keeping secret?"
Jun Qiulan smiled. He stood up and grabbed the pig's ears: "General Huo, don't be scared."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Huo Lan.
Huo Lan stood up suddenly, his pupils trembling, not because of fear, but because of surprise and a bit of disbelief.
How could such a large person just disappear like that? The pig was gone too.
He knew that Jun Qiulan had had an adventure, but he didn't expect it to be so miraculous.
Huo Lan paced back and forth in the tent.
Why hasn’t Jun Qiulan come back yet?
It’s not that Jun Qiulan doesn’t want to come back, he just wants to make sure if he can take the 150-pound pig with him.
I brought it here.
But the pig grunted a few times, struggled a bit, and then lay down.
No breath left.
Jun Qiulan sighed. It seemed that the weight was still less than 150 kilograms.
He drank some water at home, checked the messages on his phone, and then took the pig back home.
As soon as he appeared, he almost collided with Huo Lian.
Jun Qiulan took a few steps back and said, "The pig is gone. Take it out and kill it while it's still fresh. Bleed it and give it to the soldiers as a snack today."
Huo Yan was confused: "What do you mean?"
How come the pig disappears and comes back dead?
He looked at the pig and didn't see any wounds on its body.
Jun Qiulan shook his head, his smile slightly bitter.
He seemed to understand that his growth in the later period would probably become slower and slower.
From the very beginning, he couldn't even carry a pheasant weighing two or three pounds.
Later, he helped a little with the prevention and treatment of epidemics, and then there was the introduction of cement?
With just these things, he could carry twenty or thirty kilograms of things across the time.
Later on, he did a lot of things.
Apart from anything else, grain seeds are a good thing that can benefit people all over the world, and they have indirectly saved this year's drought.
Since he could carry a calf weighing about 90 kilograms, he estimated that the living things he could carry should be much heavier than this.
Today I rashly tried to lift 150 kilograms, but to my surprise, I failed.
Looking into Huo Yan's eyes, Jun Qiulan felt a little embarrassed: "Let's get the pig out and deal with it first."
Huo Lian shouted, "Kill the pig and give it to the soldiers as a snack."
Two bodyguards came in and carried the pig away without asking any questions.
Jun Qiulan then spoke: "General, there shouldn't be anyone in your family who is overweight, right?"
Huo Lian was still confused: "What do you mean?"
Jun Qiulan then explained it from beginning to end.
"...So, my plan is to go to the capital in person and secretly send your family to another world. Then I will return to the border town from the capital and bring your family back."
Huo Lan fell into deep thought.
This matter is even too unbelievable.
What they are going to do now is actually to help Jun Qiulan bring living things to another world.
He also knew that the other world was not a fairyland, but a world with a much higher level of science and technology and culture than theirs.
Including the technologies that Jun Qiulan brought back before, they were all brought back from another world. They were not magical methods, but just technologies.
Nowadays, Jun Qiulan can bring living creatures weighing more than 90 kilograms through time, but the upper limit is still unclear. Anyway, it is around 150 kilograms, which is not enough.
Huo Lian was a little confused. "My mother, after all these years of pampering, has indeed become a little plump."
No matter which world it is, a woman's weight is a secret.
So Huo Lian didn't know how heavy his old mother was now.
His mother is tall...
He was slightly embarrassed.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help but shook his head. He had also met Mrs. Huo, so he had this question.
He said: "I have figured out a solution. I think that as long as we keep working hard, the upper weight limit will slowly increase. The longer it takes, the more likely my solution will work."
Huo Lian discovered a blind spot: "In other words, you haven't tried to lead anyone yet?"
Jun Qiulan was stunned for a moment. "It's true that I haven't tried it yet. Using scattered living creatures, such as rabbits, can actually test the current upper limit. If they exceed the weight, they can't be brought through. If a whole rabbit is overweight, it will die if brought through. So I don't dare to use humans for experiments."
Huo Lian didn't have the same concerns as him. "Come here, bring over the Rongdi spies we captured a few days ago."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Jun Qiulan knew what he was going to do.
He felt that something was a little inappropriate, but he couldn't say anything at this time.
General Huo is a military general, and now he is willing to follow him to create a great cause. It is not a good thing for him to be too indecisive, and Huo Lian is also doing this for his family far away in the capital.
But when the spy was brought here, Jun Qiulan put aside the reluctance in his heart.
How can this be called a spy? It's clearly a traitor.
He had even met this man, who was a scholar.
When my father set up a stall in the city to write letters for people, he also had colleagues, and the person in front of me was one of them.
He was a native of Dasheng and was born in a border town.
Now, for his own selfish desires, he passed the information about the border town to Rongdi.
The reason we only caught this person now is that he hid himself too well.
Who could have imagined that a down-and-out scholar who had failed the imperial examinations repeatedly would be a traitor?
Huo Lian said, "The neighbors all have a good impression of him. His father died young, and his mother raised him by sewing. He disguises himself very well. How could anyone tell he was a traitor?"
Traitors will never be forgiven anywhere.
There is so much information that can be learned from writing letters.
Most of the soldiers were illiterate, but they still had to report their safety to their families every year. It was a common practice to spend a few copper coins and ask a scholar to help write the letters.
The soldiers are well-trained and generally do not mention confidential information in letters, nor do they say much about the situation in the barracks.
But little by little, every little bit of useful information you read in each letter can add up to big news.
"It's just that the Rongdi have been too active recently, preparing to go to war with us. More and more soldiers have been writing letters home. He might have become restless and revealed his true colors."
Jun Qiulan couldn't tolerate the traitor.
Even though they are now going to fight with the imperial court, can the situation remain the same?
As long as the information conveyed by this scholar is effective and their news is leaked, Rongdi will have an opportunity to take advantage of it.
There are so many people in the border town, how innocent are they?
People like this deserve to die.
Huo Lian ordered his men to tie him up and blindfold him.
After several days of severe torture, the beast was only half alive and could not even utter the words to beg for mercy.
Jun Qiulan did not hesitate any longer. He believed that kindness should be used in the right place.
He grabbed the man's clothes and nodded to Huo Lan.
All the personal guards retreated far away.
In the blink of an eye, I was back in the familiar living room of the rental house.
The beast curled up on the ground, trembling.
Jun Qiulan observed carefully.
This was his first time leading people through time travel, and he had to admit that he was still nervous.
Although he looks like a thin scholar, he is actually quite tall. Even if he has been tortured for a few days and has lost weight, his weight is not too light.
Not 150 kilograms, probably more than 130 kilograms?
The beast struggled for a few breaths, as if it couldn't breathe. After about a minute, it fell silent.
Jun Qiulan sighed, shook his head, and took the person back.
When Huo Lian saw the situation, his face didn't look good either.
"So you're not sure if you can bring anyone with you?" His tone was a little anxious.
Jun Qiulan: "General, don't worry. This man is estimated to be over 130 pounds. He may be overweight."
Huo Lian was silent and immediately ordered people to hunt rabbits.
"Let's determine the upper limit today and try again later."
Look at the growth rate.
It is easy to find a person weighing about 100 pounds, but Huo Lian is a military general and not a devil who kills people without blinking an eye, so he will not try to use human lives casually.
He also knew in his heart that Jun Qiulan would not allow it.
Jun Qiulan said with some helplessness, "General, I have something important to do over there this afternoon, so I won't be back until later."
"Since you can go directly through my place, then come back here. Hunting rabbits takes time. I'll wait for you."
If Jun Qiulan's plan had succeeded, his family would have been saved and he would not have faced such a dilemma.
Today's court is corrupt, wicked people are in power, the emperor is incompetent, and the people are living in misery.
His official position was not low, and he had old friends in the capital, so he got more information.
That is to say, their border town was so transparent that no one cared about it before there was a war. This year, a drought occurred, and he joined forces with Duan Wen and several prefects in the surrounding areas to conceal the truth, so the chaos did not find them.
But in reality, there have been dozens of riots of varying sizes in state capitals across the country this year.
The cause was not only the head tax at the beginning of the year, but also the conscription of laborers and the construction of a merit tower in the capital.
We just built an observatory last year, and this year we are going to build a merit tower.
Moreover, the construction period was extremely short, and the order from above was for them to build it as quickly as possible.
In this era, we can only rely on manpower. If we want to speed up, we need more manpower.
It was almost a forced conscription of laborers.
No one who left can return home.
There was an overseer who still had a conscience and couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly passed the news on.
It turns out that this so-called tower of merit requires human lives to build.
But in the court, almost no one dared to take care of this matter.
Those who stood up would be demoted from the capital to serve as officials in remote areas, or even demoted several levels. In more serious cases, they would be completely demoted. In the most serious case, they would be dragged out and beheaded.
The emperor is like this, and so are the ministers surrounding him.
But unfortunately, those ministers were not united.
They all have their own thoughts.
There are already several princes, but there is no crown prince.
The frail little prince who was subject to the head tax at the beginning of the year is still sickly today. An imperial physician told the truth that the prince has a congenital heart disease and it is difficult for him to live beyond the age of 20 even if he grows up.
As a result, the fate of this imperial physician... can be imagined.
After that, no one dared to tell the truth anymore.
After hearing this, Jun Qiulan remained silent.
He was still thinking about this problem when he was on the set in the afternoon.
Now, not to mention the chaos in other places, even the people in the wealthy capital are having a hard time.
The emperor is foolish and the powerful are only concerned with personal gain, and the people of the world are the ones who suffer.
In fact, Jun Qiulan couldn’t figure it out either.
The man whom he had called father for eighteen years was not considered to have much talent in the past, but he was able to ascend to the throne. To put it dramatically, it was like finding a lucky break.
Several other princes died or were injured, but this brainless prince survived. It was probably because he was given a sterilizing drug early on, so everyone thought he was no longer a threat.
In the first few years after he ascended the throne, his father, the emperor, also worked hard and wanted to do good things for the people.
Later he discovered that even as an emperor, there were still many things he could not do anything about.
For example, his descendants, and the policies he wanted to inherit from the late emperor.
It happened that during those years, the country was relatively peaceful and the people were safe, so being able to be a king who maintained the status quo was already a good thing.
Later, he became the crown prince and showed some talent, and his father, the emperor, also devoted himself to cultivating him.
The emperor probably also understood that since he didn't have much ability, he placed his hopes on him.
But everything changed.
Because of that miracle doctor.
Not to mention the years when he was not demoted, he had to be extremely cautious at every step to save his life.
Even since he was exiled, the entire country has undergone earth-shaking changes.
His father, the emperor who had cared for him in the past, had actually become so foolish.
In history books, it is recorded that those emperors were old and senile and did many things that destroyed their own foundations, but these were only mentioned in a few words.
When he read history, he also wanted to learn from history, but he didn't expect that when he really saw things happening, he still couldn't understand it.
"What's wrong? What are you thinking about so intently?" Qu Feng came over.
Jun Qiulan gave a bitter smile. "I was thinking, the emperor is old and senile, those in power are busy scheming for personal gain, and the people are the ones who suffer. When the country prospers, the people suffer, and when it perishes, the people also suffer."
"You mean the script?" Qu Feng took it for granted. "Don't get too caught up in the drama, or you'll be stuck."
Soon it will be the scene where Jun Qiulan's character and his family are demoted and their property is confiscated.
Although actors need to immerse themselves in the role to bring it to life, they cannot get too immersed in it and be unable to get out of it.
If this continues, it will not be good for your mental state.
He has been in the industry for several years. In fact, he also had trouble getting out of the role in the beginning, but his agency arranged psychological counseling for him, and now he has mastered the method to get out of the role.
On the other hand, Jun Qiulan has just started to enter the industry, and it is indeed difficult for her to control a role with such a huge contrast between the beginning and the end.
He thought about it, and then rolled his eyes again, "Wait for me."
Jun Qiulan was confused and had no idea what Qu Feng was thinking.
He was just thinking, no wonder that mysterious power chose a suitable person to lead the people into a new world.
That world was too difficult.
If he didn't have this opportunity, if he couldn't think straight, what would the future of Dasheng be like?
The relatives of several princes fought for power and profit.
No matter which prince comes to the throne, there will be no peace.
And those relatives by marriage have their own men and power.
I'm afraid that in the end, in order to survive, everyone will have to raise their own flags and claim that they are the orthodox.
Thus, the country was divided.
Conscription and grain collection made life miserable for the people.
Jun Qiulan sighed again and didn't even notice Yan Jing sitting next to him.
"What happened?" Yan Jing noticed while directing the play that Jun Qiulan, who had just come in the afternoon, was not in a good state.
Just now, Qu Feng came over to him and told him that Jun Qiulan seemed to be too immersed in the role, and asked if he should pay attention to Jun Qiulan's mental state.
He thought that when he had been in contact with Jun Qiulan some time ago, he didn't seem to be too immersed in the role.
Most likely something happened.
Just as he finished directing one scene and was still preparing for the next one, he came over to say a few words to Jun Qiulan.
He asked, "Do you need help?"
Jun Qiulan turned around, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Nothing, I'm studying the script."
Just take what Qu Feng said just now, well, he was too immersed in the role.
On and off the stage, he was demoted and humiliated, but at a certain point, he stood up and prepared for revenge.
However, drama is drama after all, and no matter how carefully written the script is, it is still made up.
And his real experiences, including the problems he faces now, are real.
Can he really save the people of the world?
At this point, whether he can do it or not, he has to do it.
Yan Jing looked at Jun Qiulan, his eyes changing several times, as if he had made some kind of decision.
The smile just now was uglier than crying.
For some reason, his heart tightened.
There are too many mysteries surrounding Jun Qiulan. He is curious, but dares not ask, nor can he see through them.
cowardly.
He will also be timid.
The next scene was about to begin. Yan Jing stood up and patted his shoulder.
"No matter what happens, if you need help, just tell me. Putting aside everything else, we are still friends."
Jun Qiulan felt warm in her heart, "I know, don't worry, it's really okay."
Yan Jing looked at him a few more times, and suddenly thought of something: "Grandpa asked me to tell you to find time to bring the calf back. The calf is too young and hasn't received all the vaccinations yet."
Jun Qiulan's eyes were filled with question marks: "Huh?"
Have to bring it back?
He has been vaccinated, Jun Baisong has also been vaccinated, do cows also need to be vaccinated?
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong.
But he always felt something was wrong.
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