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The prefect nodded repeatedly, "Young Master Lei is kind-hearted. With people like him, our Southern Tang will surely prosper."

The prefect completely forgot that Lei Yuting was not from the Southern Tang Kingdom.

With someone in charge, the prefect immediately ordered the summons of all the local wealthy merchants, grain traders, and wealthy families. Everyone gathered together again, and each looked at each other, with a tacit understanding: to follow the old method to evade the prefect.

"I heard that the young master of Lei's Trading Company brought a lot of food here to help with the disaster relief," said one of the wealthy businessmen.

"The Lei family is wealthy and powerful, able to provide large quantities of food. A small family like us cannot compare with them."

Everyone was laughing out loud.

While they were chatting, Lei Yuting and the prefect were sitting next to them. The prefect listened to their laughter and ridicule, especially the ridicule of Lei's stupidity and his own incompetence, and his face turned ashen with anger.

He couldn't help but look at Lei Yuting, worried that he would give up the idea of ​​helping because of these people's words, but he saw him sitting there, his face as usual, not affected by the outside world at all.

He didn't say anything, and the prefect just sat there obediently.

Time passed bit by bit, and after half an hour, the people in the room could no longer sit still.

"Why hasn't the prefect come yet?" someone asked dissatisfiedly.

The yamen runner smiled and said, "Refugees have just arrived, and the prefect has gone to comfort them. Gentlemen, please wait a moment, the prefect will be back soon."

After half an incense stick of time, there was still no sign of the prefect. They made a move to get up and leave, but the yamen runner said with a smile, "The prefect has said that whoever leaves this door today must pay three hundred dan of grain from the government office."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was immediately furious.

"This is outrageous! Is the prefect planning to rob us?"

"A dignified official of the imperial court is committing such a robbery. Doesn't he respect the imperial court and the emperor?"

"If he dares to do this, we will never go to Chang'an City to sue him even if we die."

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Everyone spoke indignantly, with their guns pointed outward.

The prefect next door was furious when he heard what they said, but he could not do anything to them.

Before the disaster, it was unknown whether he could keep his official position.

He couldn't help but look at Lei Yuting, just hoping that he could really get things done as he said.

At this moment, Lei Yuting put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Let's go."

Amidst the chatter of the crowd, Lei Yuting and the prefect appeared together in the inner hall. In an instant, everyone in the hall fell silent. Their eyes were involuntarily cast on Lei Yuting.

Lei Yuting sat down with the prefect. The prefect hadn't spoken yet, so Lei Yuting spoke first. "I'm Lei Yuting, and I'm honored to meet you gentlemen from Yanzhou today. I'm sure everyone here knows why I've invited you here. My purpose is simple: I want you to help the suffering people outside."

As soon as he opened his mouth, someone immediately started to cry poor. "Master Lei, your family is so rich and powerful, and we are just a small family. We don't even have enough food to eat at home, so how can we give food to outsiders? We really have no money to spend, so please forgive us, Master Lei."

One after another echoed the sentiment, and some even said that they were willing to give out fifty dan of grain for Lei Yuting's sake. Others followed suit and gave out thirty or fifty dan, just as if they were treating beggars as slaves.