"You, you..." Jian Guangqi smiled and shook his head, and did not continue to persuade him.
Intellectuals tend to pay more attention to red tape, and Magistrate Luo is considered a good example.
He had previously thought that King Qianhuang would pay great attention to etiquette. After all, Chen Yong had always lived in the capital and had been to the palace frequently, so he would definitely have high requirements in this regard.
Only after really getting to know him did he realize that Shen Yong paid less attention to etiquette than those great generals.
As long as the tone is respectful when meeting King Qianhuang, King Qianhuang doesn't care whether you kneel or bow or not.
Several times when he met King Qianhuang, just as he was about to salute, King Qianhuang started asking questions first, not giving him time to salute at all.
On the contrary, he felt that Shen Yong was more like a superior in this way.
Those who rely on their subordinates to bow down to them to show their noble status are only showing respect in a superficial way.
Shen Yong is a person who makes those who follow him respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Turn right ahead!"
Magistrate Luo pursed his lips and pointed to the street ahead.
Chen Yong took his sisters-in-law and followed the military advisor to the prefectural government office.
As soon as the Six Tiger Generals entered Fanjing City, they took the initiative to lead their troops to take over the two city gates and military camps of Fanjing City.
.......
"Your Majesty, long live the King."
Prefect Luo, along with all the officials of the prefectural yamen, knelt in the main hall and bowed deeply to Shen Yong, who was sitting in the first seat.
Normally, a prince is called a thousand years old, but King Qianhuang has already started a rebellion, so it is not appropriate to call him a thousand years old.
"No need to be polite." Chen Yong raised his hand. "Tell me about the situation in Fanjing City."
After thanking him, Magistrate Luo took the account book from his teacher and presented it to Chen Yong.
"Your Highness, please take a look. This is the account book from the Fanjing City prefect's treasury."
Jin Ju stepped forward, took the account book and handed it to Shen Yong.
Chen Yong flipped through it casually and frowned.
"Have someone clean out all the warehouses in the prefectural government office and empty them out."
All that was left were some rags and vases, and he was too lazy to sell them on the takeaway mall.
If all these things were put up for sale, they could only be sold for 10 or 20 million yuan, which is not even as valuable as any piece of golden nanmu furniture.
Isn’t it said that being a clean magistrate for three years can earn you 100,000 silver coins?
How come two cities in a row are so poor?
The prefects of Bailong City and Fanjing City were indeed good officials who served the people. They sold all the things in the prefectural government warehouses that could be sold.
Thinking back to when he strolled around Menglan City and Danyun City, he became rich overnight.
I have to say that the prefects of those two cities are really corrupt officials.
Magistrate Luo looked at King Qianhuang's disgusted expression, his mouth twitched twice, and he turned around and took another account book from the master's hand.
"Your Majesty, this is the account book for the Fanjing City granary."
Shen Yong waved his hand and said, "Just tell me how much food is left."
Looking at the pale and skinny officials of Fanjing City in front of him, he wondered what kind of food reserves Fanjing City had.
Magistrate Luo was startled, and his hand holding the account book paused.
"1000 dan of brown rice, 230 dan of wheat, 80 dan of rice..."
"Okay, no need to report." Shen Yong frowned and interrupted Magistrate Luo.
I estimate that all the grain added up is less than 2,000 shi.
This amount of food is not even enough for the Golden Armor Army to have a meal.
Magistrate Luo pursed his lips and looked at Chen Yong, saying softly,
"It's not that I don't want to give this food to the people in the city, but the city is seriously short of water, and the people are even more in need of water. Even if I give them the food, they won't be able to eat it."
Prefect Luo looked at Chen Yong anxiously, thinking that the prince was blaming him for keeping so much food and not giving it to the people.
This is really unfair to him. The grain reserves in the prefectural government office used to be much more than this.
After the drought began, he often opened his warehouse to provide disaster relief and porridge.
But later on, the water in Fanjing City became less and less, and there was not even enough water to cook porridge or rice. They could only look at the stored food anxiously.
"Water problem..."
Shen Yong frowned and glanced at the time on the takeaway mall.
It was only 10 o'clock in the morning, so it was more important to release water first to solve the water problem for the whole city.
This time, he couldn't just quietly release the water at night like he did in Bailong City.
This time he wants to build momentum.
He wanted the people of Fanjing City to revere him and follow him willingly.
Shen Yong looked at Prefect Luo.
"Immediately notify all the people in the city to go to the largest ditch in Fanjing City. The Dragon King is about to appear."
Magistrate Luo looked at Chen Yong in confusion, his mouth wide open, not knowing what to say for a long time.
In broad daylight, what nonsense is King Qianhuang talking about?
How could the Dragon King appear? Why didn’t he see it?
Jian Guangqi looked at the dumbfounded Magistrate Luo, smiled and stepped forward to pat his shoulder.
"Lord Luo, you may not know that our prince is protected by the Dragon King."
"The prince said the Dragon King is about to appear, so he is definitely going to appear. Just send someone to inform the people to kneel by the river to welcome the Dragon King."
He had personally seen the Dragon King on Chen Yong's body spit out water, so how could this be fake?
Prefect Luo widened his eyes and looked at Jian Guangqi and then at King Qianhuang in disbelief.
Is this...surely true?
He had never heard that the Dragon King would protect a mortal.
Could it be that King Qianhuang is the reincarnation of the Dragon King's prince?
"Go ahead, don't just stand there." Jian Guangqi looked at the stunned look on Magistrate Luo's face and urged him with a smile.
"Don't delay the prince's business."
Jian Guangqi's words startled Luo Zhifu, who immediately bowed and said,
"Yes, yes, I will send someone to notify them right away."
After saying this, Magistrate Luo turned around and looked at his dumbfounded subordinates behind him.
"Don't just stand there, quickly tell everyone to go wait by the Bishui River..."
"Go quickly..."
Magistrate Luo shouted loudly and took the lead to run outside.
.......
Half an hour later...
The banks of the Bishui River were filled with skinny people.
The people looked at the dry riverbed and sighed.
"God really doesn't want to leave us any chance of survival. It's been ages and it still hasn't rained..."
"Hey~~ The sun is scorching, and there's no sign of rain. How can the Dragon King appear?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you hear from the government that King Qianhuang has settled in our Fanjing City? King Qianhuang has the Dragon King's protection. If the prince says it's going to rain, then it's definitely going to rain."
"Yes, yes, sincerity is the key to success. We can't say discouraging words."
"That's right. If the Dragon King hears this and gets angry, that would be disastrous..."
"Don't blame me, Dragon King. Please send down the rain and save us..."
“.......”
Even though the people's lips were chapped and their throats were hoarse, it did not affect their mood to speak at all.
As soon as they thought about the possibility of water, they couldn't help but feel anticipation and longing in their hearts.
Some hope is better than no hope.
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