The question is, what's the point?!
Wucheng is a big city! The taxes paid there every year are huge, and the emperor actually gave up on it like that?
Thinking about this, she felt something was wrong, so she asked the prefect what he thought: "...Your emperor did this, could it be that he was being manipulated by someone?"
He gave a wry smile and shook his head. "You don't know, but my friends in the capital told me that several major cities south of Wucheng have been in trouble... I heard they've suffered a disaster, but I don't know the details. They've been urging the Emperor to send food, but the west has been unstable in recent years. They just fought a war with a neighboring country a while ago, and they sent a lot of food to the soldiers."
"We have finally secured the west. It is impossible for the Emperor to abandon the west and only care about our south!"
The situation in the west has not yet been completely stabilized. If the army is withdrawn at this time, the enemies that were previously driven away will return. Wouldn't the loss of food, fodder, armaments, and even soldiers be in vain?
The south has never been taken care of.
There is very little food left in the capital, and it is impossible to send anyone to rescue!
The prefect could fully understand the emperor's thoughts, but... understanding was understanding, but it didn't mean that he, as the abandoned person, wasn't sad.
He was well-informed and only then knew about the actions of the capital. The prefects of several southern cities probably still didn't know that the capital had no intention of suspending their affairs and were still waiting anxiously.
Thinking of this, he sighed secretly.
Lu Yunxi was speechless.
He also said, "He only cares about our south." Doesn't the emperor ever care about the south?!
"What should we do? Is your emperor planning to completely give up the south?" She frowned.
The prefect fell silent with a subtle expression.
It's no surprise that the Emperor wants to abandon the areas south of Wucheng! After all, those cities have always been very poor, paying the lowest taxes, which has lowered the average standard of living for the entire nation. When there were no disasters, they often needed food subsidies from the capital. Now that they've been hit by a disaster, they're sending three letters a day asking for help.
But Wucheng is a relatively prosperous city with a lot of tax revenue. He was not sure whether the emperor would give up Wucheng.
"Our country has only two armies. One is fighting in the west, and the other is the imperial guard responsible for protecting the emperor. The imperial guards will never be dispatched, and the one in the west... cannot be moved either. In short, everything depends on ourselves!" The prefect scratched his hair in pain. The housekeeper behind him stood silently beside him and nodded.
Lu Yunxi was silent for a moment. "If you need it, I can give you some tips on how to train the guards, but I can't guarantee the final results."
This was the only way she could help, even training the guards herself couldn't do it.
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