The manager was conflicted, but he also came from a poor background.
Seeing the refugee’s miserable condition, he said, “Your Highness, there is not much food left in the city.
The people are starving now, but they can't wait for three days.
I heard the Zhang family has a lot of food stored up. I wonder if we can borrow some."
Hearing this, the eldest prince remained silent.
How could he not know that the Zhang family had food, but how could he get it himself?
To borrow? Or to rob?
Behind the Zhang family, there is not only the twelfth prince, but also the support of countless high-ranking officials in the court.
The Minister of Revenue and the Minister of Works were both funded by them, as were the Censors.
If I just take it like this, what will happen to the rules of the world? How should I deal with it?
He would be impeached to death by those officials.
Even if the disaster relief work is meritorious, robbing the Zhang family's food is even more of a way to cause chaos.
Imperial power and the court are the most violent institutions, but he is not an emperor, just a prince.
If you want to exercise imperial power, you have to pay a price.
Is it worth paying these prices for the people in front of us?
If they break the rules, will it cause a greater impact?
Countless thoughts were troubling the eldest prince's mind, but the great scholars who taught him would not tell him the answer to such a question.
In Confucian etiquette, which is more important, "respect and inferiority" or "rule by man"?
This is why he was disliked by the Emperor.
Not only is he bound by outdated ideas, but he is also hesitant and unmanly, unlike a ruler.
He didn't understand one thing: the military is the most violent organization, and it can get anything it wants without much reason.
But there is no need for him to figure it out or worry about it.
A messenger rushed in in a panic.
His whole body was soaked by the rain, his face was full of despair, he gasped and said tremblingly:
"Your Highness, the Yan family's five large ships loaded with supplies were all burned... all burned..."
Silence, deathly silence? Only the sound of rain outside and the rumble of thunder splitting the sky remained.
How could there be a fire in such heavy rain?
The five large ships were filled with disaster relief food collected from Jiangnan and Jingzhou.
Each ship was loaded with nearly 10,000 dan (approximately 10,000 dan) of grain. Based on the current standard of one dan weighing 100 jin (approximately 10,000 jin) of grain, that would be one million jin (approximately 10,000 jin) of grain.
Five ships, that's five million jin of food. Although it seems that if it is divided among one million people, each person only has five jin of food.
But for the millions of refugees among them, if they are providing disaster relief, they just need to hang on to their lives.
Each person can eat 1-2 liang of food per day, which can last for 34 days.
They can barely survive the first wave of floods and wait for the second wave of food to arrive.
Now that we have no food, what will we eat these days?
The eldest prince was trembling all over, at a loss. Lu Bu stood aside with a calm expression, waiting for the decision of the man in front of him.
"Don't make this public! I'll find a way. If anyone dares to spread this news, they will be killed without mercy!"
The eldest prince finally reacted and scolded everyone in the room.
If those refugees knew that they had no food, it would be difficult to control them.
This is just Huainan. If it were the entire Jianghuai area, nearly 20 million people would have suffered from the flood.
Once the spark is ignited, the entire Jianghuai region will fall into the abyss, and Dagan will also be dragged into the war.
“Go, I believe the Yan family has already received this news, so tell them not to spread it.
Since they had problems with the transportation, let them be responsible."
The eldest prince took a breath, his hands still trembling a little at this moment, and took out a token with shaking hands.
He immediately thought of a solution. Since the Zhang family still had food, it would be inconvenient for him to take it.
Since your Yan family has made such a mistake, go to the Zhang family and buy food that can solve this incident.
Of course, if you have other ways to find food, that's fine, but don't expect the Crown Prince to help them.
"Yes, sir." Lu Bu nodded, took the token and hid it against his chest.
Ignoring the rain, he grabbed the Fang Tian Hua Ji and mounted the Red Hare.
Leading thousands of cavalrymen, regardless of the night, they galloped towards the location of the head of the Yan family.
The sound of horse hooves in the night splashed countless water, but it could not cover up the solemn and murderous atmosphere.
Huainan is already dead silent.
I just don't know who will shed this blood.
"Open the door, Yan family. In front of the lower palace, the cavalry commander Lü Bu will pass on the order of the Grand Prince."
Before he could even open his mouth, more than a thousand elite cavalrymen had surrounded the entire Yan Mansion tightly.
The head of the Yan family, Yan Ming, is in his sixties. His long period of privileged life makes him look no more than forty years old. He unconsciously exudes a kind of nobility. This is the family that has been passed down for thousands of years.
At this moment, he also received the news that the grain ship was burned. In the hall, he was anxious and at a loss, pacing back and forth.
"If this matter is not handled properly, our Yan family may be wiped out."
He looked at his nephews, nieces, and brothers sitting in other seats and sighed deeply.
He no longer thought about why all the supplies suddenly caught fire on such a rainy day.
The most important thing now is how to preserve ourselves, or at least leave a seed.
"Third brother, take the little..." Yan Ming was thinking of the worst case scenario at the moment, so he wanted some people to take the Yan family's direct descendants to escape.
Hiding one's identity is a way of leaving behind some legacy.
Let’s see what happens next to see if there’s a chance to find an opportunity to make a comeback.
A young man below seemed a little unconvinced: "Uncle, someone is definitely persecuting us in this matter.
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