After Wearing a Book, I Pampered Five Big Villains

Chapter 356 Another hidden story

Pei Yi sighed, and continued with a look of melancholy: "But it was already midnight last night, if His Highness left rashly, I might not even be able to find an inn to stay in."

"I can only persuade His Highness to stay in the county government for the time being. But His Highness is determined to leave. I understand that he wants to say: The people are suffering, how can he enjoy happiness? Even if there is no place to live, so what? The right is right." I understand the suffering of the people."

After listening to these words, Qisha was silent for a while before slowly replying: "This subordinate understands."

That morning, the news that the third prince cared so much for the people of Wanshou County that he shed tears of guilt spread throughout the government office.

Soon, the news flew out of the government office and spread to every corner of Wanshou County.

The more it is spread, the richer and more touching the news will be.

The people talked a lot, some were emotional, some were moved, some were curious, some were ridiculed.

"The third prince is really a good man! For the sake of our common people, he can't sleep well in the middle of the night, so he only wants to do practical things for our common people."

"A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but he doesn't reach the point of sadness. The third prince has such a sincere heart, it is the blessing of the people of Wanshou County."

"Our Wanshou County should have checked it out! There was no natural disaster last year, and our family had a bumper harvest. Later, we didn't know why the food was gone, and we suffered for nothing. The third prince came here this time. We call the shots."

In the inn, Huo Yuan, who was wearing casual clothes, heard these words, and his complicated expression suddenly became serious.

Last year, there was a famine in Wanshou County, and the court knew about it—after all, Wanshou County is a large county under the jurisdiction of Kyoto, and the news could easily spread to Kyoto.

Huo Yuan always felt that the famine was strange, but now that he heard this complaint from the inn guest, he felt that the matter was not simple.

The guards standing beside Huo Yuan had wonderful expressions.

They gestured with their eyes one after another, secretly thinking: Does His Royal Highness actually have such a sincere heart? They originally thought that His Highness cried that night because Mr. Pei played too much.

"It's really naive." A guest dressed as a scholar at the table of the Eight Immortals said with disgust on his face, "I don't know where you heard some gossip, and you think that the third prince will make decisions for the people? The third prince is used to this kind of enjoyment. Can people understand the suffering of our common people? Could he cry for our common people? You have all been deceived, it must be the third prince who released false news himself—he wanted to create an image of himself as a good man who loves the people like a son.”

Huo Yuan's expression turned cold, and the hand holding the wine glass exerted a little force.

The guard beside him also had an angry expression on his face, and he was about to yell at the man, but Huo Yuan raised his hand to stop the guard.

At this time, a guest retorted angrily: "Why are you so dark-hearted? Why can't the third prince be the master for us? I believe that the third prince shed tears for our people. Couldn't my Dazhou have a A good prince who is honest and loves the people?"

"Are you the son of the third prince?" The scholar-like man said angrily, "How many people couldn't survive the famine last year? Did you forget it yourself? Feel your conscience and think about it. Didn’t anyone starve to death? Has anyone even killed a baby to eat?! How can we live on like this, it’s better to forget it!”

When the man said this, he slammed the table, straightened his waist, and looked like a hero.

Although the people said that they all wanted to live in peace and stability, but after hearing what he said, some people got up with blood and shouted: "Forget it! This life is impossible to live on! A group of dog officials tortured us What has it become? People say that Wanshou County is rich, but how are our people actually rich? All the money was stolen by that dog official!"

"Forget it!" Another person in the crowd shouted angrily.

Huo Yuan looked at all this with cold eyes, and a turbulent sea arose in his heart.

According to the news received by the imperial court, it was true that there was a famine in Wanshou County last year, but the famine incident was quickly resolved.

At that time, the magistrate of Wanshou County was rewarded by the court for doing a good job in emergency measures. After that, he was transferred to Kyoto to take up a post, so the vacancy of magistrate of Wanshou County was vacated.

Logically speaking, the people in Wanshou County should live and work in peace and contentment now. Who would have thought that the public’s grievances and indignation have reached such a level—anyone who stands up and instigates it will have many people responding.

It seems that the famine incident last year may only have been resolved on the surface, but in fact it has not been resolved at all.

"Let's go to the county magistrate to reason!"

"Yes! Go to the county government! Take back all the food stolen by those dog officials!"

"Can the imperial court let us go after we robbed food? Brothers, the imperial court wants to force us to die! Let's rob the county government now and turn against him!"

The entire inn was instantly enraged, and almost everyone clamored to rebel.

Huo Yuan sat at the table of the Eight Immortals without moving, and said in a deep voice, "Who dares to rebel?!"

As soon as this stern reprimand came out, the rebellious momentum in the audience suddenly stagnated.

The scholar who took the lead in encouraging people stared at Huo Yuan angrily, and said contemptuously: "What are you? Seeing that you are well-dressed, you must be a well-fed master. How do you know the suffering of our little people? A dude like you should use your money to help our people!"

He raised his arms as he spoke, apparently wanting to encourage people to rob Huo Yuan.

Huo Yuan looked at him coldly, without blinking his eyes, and ordered in a cold voice: "Take him down for me!"

Short sentence is not only an order, but also shows his identity.

The group of ordinary people who were a little bit hotheaded by the scholar gradually calmed down, and looked at Huo Yuan anxiously.

Plain-headed ordinary people feel scared when they meet an official, let alone a prince or grandson.

"Obey!" The guard clasped his fists to accept the order, and immediately controlled the scholar who was stirring up public opinion.

Now, a group of people in the inn were sweating coldly, let alone dare to say anything rebellious.

Huo Yuan got up calmly, made a cross-hand salute to the people, and said, "This king is the third prince you all talk about. This king is here to inspect Wanshou County under the order of the emperor. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me the truth. Reflect. This king assures everyone that all issues can be heard by the heavens, and His Majesty will definitely decide for you."

Seeing this situation, Xiao Junlin, who was hiding in the crowd, laughed in a low voice and said: "Our third prince is really good at talking, and every sentence emphasizes that he himself is doing things for His Majesty, and he is not at all arrogant. It’s not good to pick a fault.”

As long as Huo Yuan said the words "this king will make decisions for you" today, Huo Yuan would be dead—with the suspicious and conceited character of the old emperor, he would definitely suspect that his third son was taking the opportunity to win people's hearts and use it as an excuse. Prepare to fight for the throne.

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The sentence about Jiangzhi Halo is just a complaint from the heroine.

The IQ of the bosses is 100+

The heroine’s IQ is 90+ (will increase)

The author's IQ is 60+

Not only the heroine feels that the IQ is crushed by the boss, but even the stupid author feels that the IQ is crushed by the boss. The stupid author regrets it very much now, regrets it very much, why did he write that sarcasm that lowers the halo of wisdom? The stupid author assured his conscience that the heroine would not lose her intelligence, on the contrary, she would become more and more intelligent. If you don't feel that she has become smarter, please refer to the IQ value of the above author.

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