At the court meeting the next day, Han Zhan proposed to move civil and military officials and the people in the city to Yecheng. He thought that his plan would be opposed by many ministers, but after he finished speaking, the court was silent. This unexpected situation made him feel a little at a loss.

Yang Biao walked out of the queue and stood in the middle and said to the civil and military officials: "Everyone, everyone has heard the proposal of the Jizhou governor. I don't know how you thought about it, so why not talk about it."

After Yang Biao said the words, the court was still silent. After all, Dong Zhuo and Li Jue took turns to control the court in recent years, and often killed people with disagreement. All civil and military officials were scared out of their courage. Now the entire capital is controlled by the soldiers of the Jizhou Governor, and his personality has not been clear yet. If he rashly expresses his opinion, makes the other party unhappy and orders people to drag him out and behead him, what should he do?

"Sir," Han Zhan felt very strange when he saw that everyone was silent. He walked to Yang Biao and said to the civil and military officials: "I don't know if you have any different opinions, but it's okay."

Seeing Han Zhan standing beside Yang Biao, the civil and military officials were even more afraid to speak. Some officials who were close to Yang Biao were still worried about Yang Biao's personal safety, for fear that Han Zhan would get angry for a moment, so he ordered someone to drag Yang Biao out and chop him down. When Zhu Yan saw that everyone was silent, he walked out of the queue and said to everyone: "Everyone, I don't know what different views you have on the Jizhou Governor's proposal, but it's okay!"

When he heard Zhu Yan also stood up to help Han Zhan, an elderly minister finally came out of the queue, bowed to Han Zhan and asked: "Governor of Jizhou, I want to ask, are you planning to move only the civil and military officials in the court to Yecheng, or to move the people in Chang'an to Yecheng together?"

Except for Yang Biao and Zhu Yan, Han Zhan did not know anyone in the court. Seeing that someone finally stood up, he quickly turned his gaze for help to Yang Biao, hoping that he could explain to himself.

After Yang Biao saw Han Zhan's eyes, he immediately understood it. He leaned close to Han Zhan's ear and whispered: "This person is Ma Rizhe, Uncle Ma Weng, and he is the current Grand Tutor."

After figuring out the identity of the officials in front of him, Han Zhan bowed to Ma Rishi and said, "Taifu, I will naturally move all the officials in the court and the people in the city to Yecheng!"

"Jizhou Governor," Seeing that Han Zhan was respectful to Ma Riyi, the civil and military officials standing on both sides felt much more at ease. Another civil servant stood up and asked on behalf of everyone: "Jizhou Governor, I want to ask, there are more than 200,000 people in the city. If they are moved to Yecheng thousands of miles away, I wonder if they will provide them with enough food along the way?"

This time, before Han Zhan winked at him, Yang Biao said first: "This is the Grand servant of the dynasty, his surname is Zhao, Qi, and his name is Bingqing."

"It turned out to be Zhao Taipu." Although this person is unknown in the book Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Han Zhan knew that this person was quite famous in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He was a famous scholar and painter. His original name was Zhao Jia and his courtesy name was Taiqing. Later, he changed his name to his current name because of refuge. He quickly bowed to him and said politely: "Although this marquis wants to move all the people in the city, if he wants to place them all in Yecheng, he may not be able to do so."

Hearing Han Zhan say this, let alone the civil and military officials in the court, even Yang Biao, Zhu Jun and others changed their faces. After a long time, Yang Biao asked tentatively: "Governor of Jizhou, I wonder where do you plan to place these people?"

Regarding the question of how to resettle the people in Chang'an after moving to Jizhou, Han Zhan discussed with Guo Jia, Xun You, Xu Shu and others overnight, thinking that all resettlement in Yecheng would increase the burden on the city. After some discussion, everyone felt that from entering the boundary of Jizhou, they would not only not reduce the burden of supply, but when they arrived in Yecheng, there might be only 50,000 or 60,000 people left, so it would be easier to resettle them.

Seeing that all the civil and military officials looked at him with anticipation, Han Zhan decided to tell them the results of his discussion with his subordinates so that everyone could feel at ease. Thinking of this, Han Zhan said, "After a war in Jizhou, the population of many cities has decreased. This time, this marquis plans to resettle the people in Beijing from the beginning of entering the boundary of Jizhou. This will not only reduce the logistical pressure of the army, but also enable the people to settle down as soon as possible. I wonder what are your objections?"

After hearing Han Zhan’s explanation, all the civil and military officials nodded and said in unison: “What the Jizhou governor said is very true.”

Seeing that everyone agreed to move the capital, Han Zhan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He asked Yang Biao, Zhu Jun, Ma Riyi and others to continue discussing the details of the moving capital, and he took a group of guards to the street to check the situation of helping the victims.

Some time ago, Li and Guo fought outside the city for more than a month. In order to avoid their persecution, the people outside the city fled into the capital. Many of them died on the streets because they had no food and clothing. In addition, Li Jue arrested the strong men to help defend the city two days ago, and another group of people died, so that no ten disaster victims fled from outside the city now existed.

The porridge farm opened by Han Zhan for the victims was set up on the open ground in the east of the city. There were a long team of victims in front of more than a dozen porridge sheds, all waiting for the soldiers in the shed to serve the porridge. Shi Tao, who was in charge of the porridge cooking, saw Han Zhan bringing people to the porridge farm and quickly greeted him.

Han Zhan asked: "How many victims are there today?"

Shi Tao replied bitterly, "If you say lord, there will be at least five thousand people."

"Five thousand people?" Han Zhan was also shocked when he heard this number. According to his thoughts, the victims who fled from outside the city were hungry after a month of wind and rain, and the number of people left was quite good. Unexpectedly, there were so many. He asked in confusion: "Guangyuan, why are there so many victims?"

"The lord doesn't know anything." Shi Tao explained to Han Zhan: "In addition to the victims outside the city, many people in the city can no longer be able to get the pot. I heard that we were serving porridge here, so I helped the elderly and the young to get the porridge here. The subordinates originally wanted to disperse them, but when they saw that these people were pale and thin, as if they hadn't eaten enough for a long time, if they were driven away, they might have to die of freezing and starving. Therefore, they were soft-hearted and let them get the porridge here."

Regarding Shi Tao's actions, Han Zhan nodded, raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "Guangyuan, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Your good deeds today will definitely be grateful to you in the future."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda?" Shi Tao repeated Han Zhan's words and asked in confusion: "Lord, I don't know what this means?"

When Han Zhan heard Shi Tao ask him this, he suddenly remembered that this sentence first appeared in Zengguang Xianwen in the Ming Dynasty. How could people in this era understand it? He smiled, but did not explain, just said, "You will know sooner or later."

At this moment, Han Zhan suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry from a child in front of him. He didn't know what happened, so he walked quickly in that direction. Chen Dao and others were worried that Han Zhan was in danger, so they followed closely.

Han Zhan soon arrived at the place where the child cried. He saw a woman in her twenties dressed in ragged clothes and ragged face sitting next to a wall, drinking porridge with a broken bowl. A girl who was about five or six years old, with a braided pigtail, desperately trying to grab the porridge bowl in her hand, but she pushed it away again and again. The victims lined up next to him pointed at the woman with their hands and whispered something.

When Shi Tao saw this situation, he was furious. He said angrily: "I have never seen such a cruel mother. Her children are so hungry. She is still only concerned about eating by herself..." After that, Shi Tao was about to rush over to stop the woman, but Han Zhan reached out to pull her hand. The other party waved his head at him, signaling him not to act rashly.

Shi Tao asked in confusion: "Lord, why don't you let your subordinates stop that woman?"

"She did it right." Han Zhan looked at the woman not far away, sighed softly, and said, "If she doesn't fill her stomach first, if she starves to death, then who will care about this little girl? Do you think that in today's troubled times, a child who is still ignorant has the ability to survive alone?"

Han Zhan's words stunned Shi Tao because this view was too shocking for him. According to his idea, in such a difficult situation, after parents find food, they must first let their children eat it. After the children have enough food, they will have some leftovers before eating. If not, they will endure it themselves. No matter what, adults are much better at enduring hunger than children.

When Han Zhan said this, he thought carefully, it was really true. If this woman was starved to death, the little girl who was crying would definitely become an orphan. In today's troubled times, waiting for her fate would either be starved to death or be eaten by a person with red eyes. He clearly remembered that during his travels, he had seen many places, calling people who could eat "two-legged sheep".

Han Zhan did not consider what Shi Tao was thinking, but ordered a personal soldier to go to the porridge shed to serve a bowl of porridge. After the porridge bowl was brought, Han Zhan took the porridge bowl from the personal soldier and walked towards the woman. Seeing this, Shi Tao quickly dissuaded: "Lord, you are a body of gold. How can you do such a lowly thing? Let your subordinates go."

Han Zhan turned his head and looked at Shi Tao and said, "Guangyuan, now we have occupied the capital. The people in the city are all under our rule. How can they be called a lowly thing for helping them do something?" After saying that, he ignored Shi Tao, took the porridge bowl and walked to the woman, bent down and said, "This elder sister slowly drinks porridge, and there is still something here after drinking it."

When drinking porridge, she stopped drinking porridge when she heard someone talking to her, and raised her hand to look vigilantly at the person standing in front of her. She saw a young man in gorgeous clothes standing in front of her with a bowl of porridge. Behind her, a group of aggressive soldiers, she was immediately frightened and hugged the girl she clamped with her legs tightly in her arms. The little girl, who had been hungry, finally had the chance to get close to the porridge bowl. Regardless of the porridge water inside, she approached the tattered porridge bowl and started drinking.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhan's nose couldn't help but feel sour. Seeing that the woman was always alert to him, he put the porridge bowl in the woman's footsteps, raised his hand to touch the little girl's head, then stood up and took a step back. Han Zhan turned to Shi Tao and said, "Guangyuan, I have given you a mission. Since we have opened this porridge farm, we must not let a victim starve to death. Can you do it?"

"Please rest assured that as long as there is enough food, one person will never starve to death." Shi Tao glanced at the woman sitting at the foot of the wall and assured Han Zhan: "If one person dies, Shi is willing to apologize for his death."

"It's not necessary to apologize for death. As long as you set up this porridge farm, when you return to Yecheng, I will definitely reward you according to your merits." After Han Zhan said that, he turned around and ordered Chen Dao: "Shuzhi, immediately send someone to the military camp outside the city and pass on my general order, so that Mr. Fengxiao can transfer another thousand hu of grain into the city, so that no mistakes will be made."

After Han Zhan finished all this and was about to turn and leave, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the woman's porridge bowl that was not touching at her feet. He knew that she was afraid and would not dare to touch the porridge bowl before she left. But if he left now, the nearby victims might come forward to snatch the woman's porridge bowl. She was a weak woman and would definitely not be able to deal with the victims who were hungry and red. Thinking of this, he called a personal soldier and told him: "You stay here and wait until this woman finishes drinking the porridge before leaving. Do you understand?"

The personal soldier glanced at the woman, then nodded, and said, "Please rest assured, lord, the young man will definitely live up to his mission."

After Han Zhan left, the woman carefully picked up the porridge bowl and looked at the soldier standing in front of her with guilt. Seeing that he had no movement at all, she plucked up the courage to bring the bowl to her mouth and started drinking it carefully. However, this time, she did not spend time drinking the porridge herself, but cooled the porridge and fed it to her daughter for food.

Seeing the woman finishing drinking the porridge, the personal soldiers squatted down and took the porridge bowl from her hand, and asked with a smile: "Are you full? Do you need another bowl?"

The woman couldn't figure out the other party's reality and dared not ask for another bowl. She quickly put her head on a rattle and said, "I'm full and full, thank you Junjun, thank you Junjun!" Seeing that the personal soldiers picked up the porridge bowl and were about to leave, she asked quickly, "Do you dare to ask Junjun, who was the young master just now?"

"That young man?" After repeating the woman's words, the personal soldier immediately guessed that she must be Han Zhan, and hurriedly said: "That person was my lord just now, now the governor of Jizhou, and the Marquis of Zhangshuiting, Han Zhan, the Marquis of Han Han."
Chapter completed!