Emperor Mingyan remained unmoved: "What's wrong?"

She carefully examined his expression: "It's not what I thought, right?"

He raised his eyelids and looked at her: "What are you thinking?"

Emperor Ming Yan had no expression at all, but having no expression is also a kind of answer!

Yan Shiyue was about to collapse. No wonder she felt that today's battle was so easy! Yan Xiaohu could handle this level of dispute in minutes. Why would she need to be called?

She stopped eating her buns and went over to pull his sleeve: "Aye, you can't do this! Don't you love me anymore? I'm your most beloved daughter! Shouldn't you be like a mountain and protect me from wind and rain?"

She rolled up her sleeves to show him her wrists: "I am so thin, weak, pitiful and helpless! You can't put such a heavy burden on my shoulders!"

Emperor Ming Yan almost laughed out loud: "My weak, pitiful and helpless daughter just debated with the scholars in the court, and she was so impressive!"

"No, that's not me!" She refused to accept the reality: "My heart is still lying in bed, eating and waiting to die!"

"Is that so?" Emperor Mingyan said with a smile, "Then you will just continue to eat and wait for death. Just an empty frame will be enough. Didn't you say you love Aye the most? You won't refuse an empty frame, right?"

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Yan Shiyue: “…”

She simply acted like a spoiled child, hanging on his arm and refusing to get up, looking at her father with a look of despair.

Emperor Ming Yan certainly knew what she was most worried about, but he pretended to be impartial and not allow any negotiation, otherwise he would have agreed so easily. This little girl didn't know how to bargain.

The father and daughter were joking half-seriously when someone outside reported in, "Your Majesty, many disaster victims have arrived outside the city."

The expressions of both of them suddenly became serious.

The weak, pitiful and helpless little princess immediately stood up and said, "I'm almost ready here. I'll ask people to leave the city right away."

Emperor Ming Yan wanted to say something but didn't and just nodded.

She left in a hurry.

As soon as she heard the news of the disaster in Bianzhou, she knew that there must be a lot of victims who would flock to the capital. After all, for them, the safest place was under the emperor's feet.

But these people were not allowed to enter the city. Even if they were given porridge and clothes, they had to do so outside the city.

Now it was October, and winter was just around the corner. She had asked people to vacate many of the houses outside the main garden of Fuyuan, and then assigned Yuefang many piecework jobs, both heavy and light, so that they could get through the winter safely.

The people had already been arranged and were sent out.

When it comes to fleeing, what is there to choose from? When you see someone recruiting for work and offering free food and accommodation, you naturally flock to it.

Yan Shiyue stood on the tower of Yanxing Gate and witnessed this situation with his own eyes. He felt really...uncomfortable.

Someone came over and said to her, "Your Highness, isn't this inappropriate?"

Yan Shiyue took a look and saw that it was an unfamiliar Longwu Army officer, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

The man said, "You must be on guard against others. Have you heard that hunger and cold can inspire thieves? These people have fled all the way here. Those who have survived, even if they were originally good people, may have been forced into becoming bad people. If we take them all in, something bad might happen."

Yan Shiyue thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense."

She turned her head to look at him, and seeing his burning eyes, it was obvious that he was a bold soldier who was teasing her, so she asked, "What's your name?"

The man's eyes sparkled when she looked at him, and he bowed and said, "I am Han Liang, the captain of the Longwu Army. I am honored to meet your Highness."

Yan Shiyue nodded: "Captain Han, what do you think should be done?"

Han Liang said directly: "Put it aside for now and slowly pick someone who can be used."

Yan Shiyue felt a little helpless, shook his head and said nothing more.

What he was talking about was how easy and convenient it was to use. Obviously in his mind, she was here to get a cheap job.

There were footsteps. Han Liang looked back and quickly moved away from her. He saluted and said, "Commander-in-chief."

Yan Shiyue also called him daddy. Yan Chengyuan looked down and asked, "How many people can you accommodate over there?"

Yan Shiyue said: "There are probably three or four hundred people at most."

Yan Chengyuan hesitated for a moment: "Have you arranged everything? Do you have enough manpower?"

"Everything has been arranged," Yan Shiyue said, "There are people to support us. A Jing gave me twenty personal soldiers, and there are also Jiahe's people. It shouldn't be a problem."

Yan Chengyuan said: "It is inevitable that there are people with bad intentions."

She said, "For those who have done something unavoidable, we will ignore them for now. We can't do anything about them. We will give them a place to stay and food to eat. If they continue to be dishonest, we will slowly filter them out."

She paused for a moment and said, "But when will the imperial court start distributing porridge? What about other people? And other people's farms, can you spare some space for them?"

Yan Chengyuan glanced at her. She tilted her head back with her eyes clear.

Yan Chengyuan remained silent, put his big hand on her head, and did not answer for a long time.

Although Yan Shiyue always thought that she was quite smart, she didn't understand what he meant for a moment and looked at him a little blankly.

Yan Chengyuan didn't say anything else, just said: "Go back, don't leave the inner city recently."

Yan Shiyue nodded and went back.

The next day, she did not sleep in, which was a rare occurrence. When she woke up, she asked if anyone had started distributing porridge.

After asking carefully, I found out that the imperial court's porridge stall was located fifty miles away from the city. Refugees were not allowed to come here on the official road, but after all, they were also local people and could not be suppressed violently, so there would always be people who would come here.

Ding Xiaoyan ran back and forth, passing on messages from time to time.

At Yue Workshop, the place was soon filled with people, and the refugees continued to crowd in. They could not enter the city gate, but they were crowded under the gate and refused to leave.

At this time, people from various brokerage shops became active. They would go out of the city gate and pick and choose. They could buy a little girl for two or three hundred coins. There were separations and deaths every day outside the city gate, and it was tragic beyond words. In front of her farm, there were also refugees gathering every day, crying and begging, wanting to get in.

But no one outside the city started distributing porridge.

The next day, Huo Qijing came over. They all knew her temper and generally didn't hide anything from her.

At that time, there were nearly 400 people, young and old, in her village. In the past two days, those who caused trouble, had dirty hands, or did other inappropriate things were all driven out.

The original purpose was to maintain stability and to make room for people who needed help more. However, most of those who were driven out were not good people and they immediately started making trouble. I heard that there was a fight in front of the door in the afternoon and some people were injured.

The injured man was also lawless. He shouted and cursed at the bottom of the city gate, saying that Empress Fu was seeking fame and reputation and was heartless. Even at this time, she still wanted to boil their bones and squeeze out oil and torture them to death.

And those who gathered in front of the door gradually lost control of their emotions.

Huo Qijing discussed with her whether they should dispatch more personal soldiers over there or provide porridge in front of the door?

The more Yan Shiyue listened, the more he couldn't sit still, and said, "I'll go over and take a look!"