In the afternoon, the snow stopped and the weather showed signs of improving.
The servants of the prefectural governor's mansion were clearing the frozen snow covering the ground in the yard.
The door of the study was still closed. A servant stepped forward to report and was led in by the servant.
"Your Excellency, the Princess of Jin is seriously ill and doesn't look like she will live long. The Crown Prince of Jin has been brought back by the Prince of Jin."
The prefect held a string of Buddhist beads, looked up at the person on the ground, and his eyelids twitched.
"The Prince of Jin has been called here?"
"yes."
"Sir, after they captured the stronghold, they also seized the granary of the stronghold, and the things were transported back to the villa." The servant continued.
"What else?"
The prefect held the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the candlelight on the table cast a dim and unclear light on his face.
"Your Excellency, I cannot enter the courtyard of the east wing where the Prince of Jin lives, but I can find out these things."
"I understand. Keep watching."
The prefect waved his hand, and the servant left.
The lawyer next to him stroked his beard and walked over.
"This is a good thing. If we keep the King of Jin in Youzhou, his affairs will be exposed sooner or later."
"Now that the Crown Prince of Jin has been found, and the Princess of Jin is seriously ill, the Prince of Jin has taken the grain depot from the Black Wind Stronghold. I believe he will return to Qingzhou soon."
The prefect remained silent, pondering something in his alert eyes.
A moment later.
The prefect quickened the pace of pinching the Buddhist beads, clenched his teeth, and felt extremely unwilling.
"That's a bargain for Prince Jin!"
All the grain in Black Wind Village originally belonged to him!
Because all the princes of Jin fell into the hands of Jin Wang.
“Bang!”
There was a knock on the door.
The governor suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Come in!"
"Sir, the person we sent to assassinate was captured by Prince Jin's men."
The man knelt down and cried out in fear.
“You…what did you say!?”
The prefect was so shocked that he stood up from his chair, his face tense. He pointed at the person on the ground, his hand trembling.
"Don't worry, sir. The people we sent are all deadly warriors. Even if they are captured, they will commit suicide by poisoning themselves. It is impossible for the King of Jin to get any useful information from them."
The legal advisor stared at the prefect with a calm expression.
Upon hearing this, the prefect secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in his original seat, and took a deep breath to calm his inner tension.
Another attendant rushed in from outside, knelt down and said, "Sir, the King of Jin has ordered people to distribute porridge on the streets. All the people and refugees from Youzhou have gone there."
"Why is the King of Jin distributing porridge in Youzhou?"
The prefect was in a panic and after a moment of distraction, he accidentally exerted force with his hand.
The Buddhist bead chain broke instantly and the beads rolled all over the floor.
"Bang!"
“Clatter…”
The prefect paused, his heart suddenly tightening.
"Come on, follow me and take a look."
As the prefect and his men left the palace, they saw a long queue in front of them.
"Great! We finally have something to eat."
"Your Highness Prince Jin, please be merciful!"
"We'll have food to eat once Prince Jin arrives. Your Highness is so majestic."
"Your Highness the Prince of Jin is the one who truly cares about us poor people!"
"Youzhou is saved. His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin has finally arrived!"
The people lined up to receive porridge and shouted excitedly.
The prefect plunged into the crowd and was squeezed so hard that he couldn't even stand steadily.
The people were so hungry and anxious to fill their stomachs that they had no time to care who was coming.
"presumptuous!"
"You bunch of unruly people, why are you crowding here? Can't you see the governor is here?"
The attendant next to him pushed away the people around him and shouted loudly.
At this time, the people around noticed that the prefect was in the crowd.
"Oh my god! You bastard official!"
“The dog official is here!”
"Has this bastard official ever controlled our lives? And he still wants us to respect him."
"That's right, the imperial court sent people here to provide disaster relief, and what kind of porridge are you giving out? Chopsticks float when you put them in. Is that porridge? It's clearly soup!"
"You idiot official, you're eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks yourself, and you only gave us some porridge once, and you still have the nerve to come here? Be careful, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin will take off your official hat!"
"Don't be afraid, everyone. His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin is in Youzhou now. We ask His Royal Highness to punish this corrupt official."
Someone threw a worn-out shoe in front of the prefect.
Someone takes the lead, and the people behind him throw in their smelly socks one after another.
The prefect was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, pointing at the group of people and roaring.
"You bunch of troublemakers!"
"Come here! Arrest all these troublemakers for me."
"The dog officer is arresting people, run!"
The people in the queue all ran around and the situation became out of control.
The prefect only had a few people with him and was unable to suppress the rioting people.
He wanted to kill an ordinary citizen to scare him, but he was afraid that the commotion would be too big and alert the King of Jin.
The prefect was squeezed so hard that his black hat fell off and his official uniform was torn into pieces.
The legal advisor and attendants beside him were pushed further and further away from the prefect by the people.
However, there were too many people and the master and his men could not catch up.
The prefect was trampled several times by the crowd. Although he was not trampled to death, he was almost pissed off.
Right at this moment.
Someone came riding over on horseback and banged the gongs and drums. "Bang!"
"Everyone stop!"
"Don't be in a hurry, line up one by one."
The crowd then slowly dispersed and lined up in an orderly manner.
The lawyer picked up his shoes, ran over with his men in a panic, and helped the prefect, who was lying on the ground with disheveled hair and looked like a beggar.
"My lord, are you okay?"
The messy hair on the prefect's face was brushed away by the legal advisor, and there was rage in his eyes.
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