Xie Dongfang smiled and bowed gratefully to Xuan Yuanzhan, saying, "Xiangnan owes a great debt to Your Highness. Your Highness is the savior of the people of Xiangnan."

Xie Dongfang's words were overheard by the northern people drinking porridge at the porridge stall, and they immediately shouted, "Your Highness is also our savior in the north!"

Xie Dongfang looked at the people and smiled, "Don't worry, with the prince in the north, the north will get better and better, just like Xiangnan."

"Alright, stop flattering me." Xuan Yuanzhan was embarrassed by his praise and quickly pulled him into the government office.

The cartloads of grain were all delivered to the government office.

When the people saw the truckloads of sacks, they were all curious and made all sorts of guesses.

"What's this that's been delivered?"

Upon hearing this, the driver transporting the grain couldn't help but reply, "This grain is from Xiangnan, supporting the northern regions. We've come to support the Prince."

The people of the north were immediately thrilled upon hearing this.

"Great, more food has arrived."

"I was worried that the prince would provide us with porridge and steamed buns, and also arrange for the river workers to have two meals a day. I was afraid there wouldn't be enough food. But now everything is fine!"

"That man was right, Your Highness is truly the savior of our northern lands!"

"With the prince in the north, we no longer need to worry about going hungry!"

"That's wonderful! If only His Highness could stay in the North forever!"

"Why can't the North be the prince's fiefdom!"

"If the prince could become emperor, wouldn't the entire Eastern Chu belong to the prince?"

"Don't talk nonsense! You can't say such things, or you'll endanger the prince!"

"Anyway, I support Your Highness!"

"I also support Your Highness!"