"Master Ding, there is no need to worry about this." Shen Yong turned to look at Jian Guangqi.
"Send people to set up porridge stalls throughout the city, and try to distribute them to the people nearby. Use all 3,000 dan of grain to make porridge."
"Tell the soldiers to use all the water in their water bags to cook porridge first."
After a pause, Shen Yong glanced at the people who were looking at him eagerly.
"The porridge must be strong enough to hold chopsticks upright. If I discover that someone has skimped on the rice, I will make the porridge thin..."
Shen Yong drew his sword and threw the dirty handkerchief in his hand, splitting it into two pieces in the air. "Just like this!!"
He would first let the people eat their fill, and then he would release water into the largest ditch in the city to achieve the best effect.
Such a spectacular scene must be witnessed by all the people.
"Your Highness!" The young man who had been yelling just now excitedly took the lead and knelt down.
The hatchet in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he wiped his face carelessly, looking at Chen Yong with red eyes.
"I'm willing to dig a well for you, Your Highness. There must be an undercurrent beneath the Zhang family's well. If we dig deeper, we'll definitely find more water..."
There was not a drop of water left in all the wells in the city, only the Zhang family's well still had water.
He had long suspected that there was an undercurrent beneath the Zhang family's well.
Of course, he was not the only one who thought so. People in the government must have thought so too.
However, Jia Papi had collapsed too many wells, and he hesitated again and again and didn't dare let anyone dig Zhang's well.
After all, the Zhang family's well can still produce some water. If it collapses, there will be no water in the city.
The people shouted with their voices hoarse from excitement,
"I am also willing to dig a well. It is my great fortune to be able to serve the prince with my miserable life..."
"Your Highness, my ancestors dug wells, so I have experience. Let me go..."
"Your Highness, I am old and will not live for many days. Please let me go down and dig a well..."
“…”
Shen Yong glanced at the dry faces of the people one by one, raised his hand and pressed it down.
The noisy people closed their cracked lips and looked at Shen Yong eagerly.
Shen Yong looked at the people with a smile on his face.
"This king does not need to sacrifice any of his people's lives to dig a well."
"Everyone, just wait and enjoy your porridge. Once you have enough strength, let's go to Anyun City's largest river and ask the Dragon King for water!"
The people widened their eyes in excitement.
"Long live the prince, long live the prince..."
“…”
The people could only mutter this sentence in their hoarse voices, their hearts full of gratitude and expectation for King Qianhuang.
The simple people could not say anything better and could only sincerely hope that the prince who cared so much about the people would live a thousand years.
Judge Ding stepped forward, bowed and looked at Shen Yong excitedly.
"Your Highness, I will go and prepare the gift for the Dragon King."
There was nothing good to offer as tribute, so before the soldiers went to cook porridge, he took some grain as tribute.
Prepare some tributes such as silver necklaces and pearls, as well as incense burners, incense candles, wooden sticks for burning incense, etc.
It takes a lot of time to collect these things.
Shen Yong was slightly stunned. Before he could speak, someone stood up from the crowd.
"I have an incense burner and incense table at home..."
Judge Ding took a look at the man and found that he was from the Zhang family.
He curled his lips and said, "Okay, your family will be responsible for the incense burner, incense table, and incense candles."
The corner of Chen Yong's eyes twitched and he waved his hand.
"Okay, don't gather here, split up and act accordingly."
It's okay to put up the incense table, and the people will believe it more.
His previous prayers to God were indeed a bit casual, and he would have to add some ritual from now on.
The added sense of ritual did not affect the speed at which he released the water, it just made it look more like the real thing.
.......
Chen Yong stood on the cracked riverbed, three incense sticks inserted in the three-legged bronze tripod.
The scorching sun turned salt frost on the people's clothes.
The riverbed was filled with people kneeling on both sides, and the sweat from their foreheads dripped into the riverbed and was greedily sucked in by the cracked riverbed.
"Your Majesty, all the people are here."
Judge Ding held the sacrificial text and placed it on the incense table with trembling hands.
Normally, one must choose an auspicious time to pray to the Dragon King, but all the fortune tellers in Anyun City had long since left, and there was no one to calculate the time.
He was extremely worried, but he didn't expect that King Qianhuang didn't care about the auspicious time at all.
Chen Yong looked at the dry riverbed, and white bones were vaguely visible in the cracks.
Thinking of the piles of corpses he saw in the moat the day before, he felt uncomfortable.
Fortunately, he dealt with all the bodies.
Otherwise, if we release the water at this time, the river will be filled with corpses and the water will no longer be drinkable.
"Your Highness!" Judge Ding called out softly as he looked at King Qianhuang who was staring at the riverbed in a daze.
Shen Yong glanced at the sacrificial text on the altar, reached out and picked it up to take a look.
"In the sixth year of Tianyuan, on October 22, a severe drought lasted for a year, leaving thousands of miles of barren land..."
Chen Yong frowned slightly, looked at the two or three pages of eulogy, and lost interest in reading any further.
He simply put the sacrificial text back on the altar.
If they continued to read so many words, the people would be exhausted from kneeling.
It takes a long time to drain the water. How can one kneel for so long?
Judge Ding looked at the sacrificial text on the altar in astonishment, pursed his dry lips,
"Your Highness, this sacrificial text needs to be read..."
"No need!" Shen Yong raised his hand to interrupt Ding Tongpan's words, "You can leave."
"No one is allowed to approach within five meters of me."
Jian Guangqi and his sisters-in-law took people to search the whole city for people lying in their homes. Those who could be saved were rescued, and the dead were burned together to prevent the outbreak of plague.
He was accompanied by Judge Ding and a group of yamen runners, waiting for his orders.
Judge Ding was stunned for a moment and looked at the sacrificial text on the table hesitantly.
"Your Highness!" The shrill cry frightened Judge Ding Tong so much that he trembled.
Chen Yong looked at the crowd. A woman holding a baby rushed out of the crowd and rushed madly towards the altar, but was stopped by the yamen runners.
"Your Majesty, please sacrifice my child to the Dragon King! Anyway... Anyway..."
Blood oozed from the corners of the woman's cracked lips, and a kitten-like whimpering sound came from the cradle.
She chewed up the porridge and fed it to the child, but the child couldn't eat it. It must be hopeless...
The child was too young and could only drink milk, but she had no milk at all.
Shen Yong frowned and walked over quickly.
"Your Highness..." The woman sobbed as she opened the swaddling clothes, revealing the frail baby inside.
Her poor child was born at the wrong time. Let's be mother and son again in the next life.
Shen Yong reached into his arms and bought a bottle of warm breast milk directly from the takeaway mall.
[Ding, consumption of 200 yuan, account balance of yuan......]
"Give it to the child to drink. I pray to the Dragon King that there is no need for human sacrifice!"
Shen Yong stuffed the bottle into the child's mouth.
The starving baby felt the pacifier in his mouth and started sucking reflexively.
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