Fortunately, now, a heavy rain in Ezhou has given hope to the people of Chenzhou across the river. Many people have spread the news, and I don’t know who spread the rumor, saying that Ezhou is a blessed place blessed by God, and you can only survive if you go there. .
"Father, what should we do now?" Zhao Ling asked humbly.
Zhao Bing glanced at Zhao Ling, cupped his hands and said, "Father, my son has something to say."
"Oh?" King Zhao calmed down and looked at him, "Let's talk about it."
Zhao Bing thought deeply: "Now that several state capitals are in drought, our food reserves cannot feed so many people. It is better to let the refugees gathered on the banks of the Lanjiang River 'escape' to Ezhou. Although these two It’s been raining, but it was also dry like us before, so I don’t believe they can support so many people.”
King Zhao's eyes were uncertain, and he did not comment on Zhao Bing's words. Instead, he looked at Zhao Ling and asked, "What do you think?"
"My son thinks..." Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Bing, his lips moved, and after a few breaths he continued, "The third brother's behavior is inappropriate."
King Zhao raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
What's strange today is that this eldest son has never had any opinions, so how come he now knows how to refute what the third child said?
Zhao Ling straightened his back, put his hands behind his back and clenched them into fists, but said calmly: "My father often said that you can't do anything without people. Now we really don't have any extra food to feed these people, but who can We don’t know when the drought will end. If we let them go to Ezhou now and want them to come back in the future, the initiative will not be in our hands."
His words made King Zhao's eyes become deeper and deeper, and his expression became more and more serious when he looked at him.
Zhao Bing's face was slightly distorted for a moment, and soon returned to normal, with a look of shame on his face.
"Who told you these words?" King Zhao waited for Zhao Ling to finish speaking, and then spoke after a while.
When Zhao Ling heard this, he immediately knelt down and said respectfully: "This is what my son thinks. Please don't blame me."
The more he said this, the more doubtful King Zhao became, because Zhao Ling was not the person who could say this.
Zhao Bing, who was beside him, also knelt down and said, "Father, what I said makes sense. My son is short-sighted. Please punish me."
"You just spoke your mind, why should I punish you?" King Zhao glanced at the two of them calmly, "Get up."
Zhao Ling and Zhao Bing stood up at the same time, both of them feeling a little uneasy.
After a while, King Zhao waved to the two of them, "Go down, I still have official business to deal with."
Zhao Ling and Zhao Bing's expressions changed, but neither of them said anything. They bowed and respectfully left the study.
Walking out of King Zhao's courtyard, the two brothers stopped together.
"Brother, it's my younger brother who underestimated you in the past. Please forgive me and support me more in the future." Zhao Bing cupped his hands and said.
Zhao Ling was a little distracted, so he said calmly, "I still have something to do, let's take a step first." Then he hurried away.
Zhao Bing stared at his back and said to the entourage behind him: "Go and find out if there is anything unusual about the prince recently."
"Yes." He followed the order and left.
Zhao Bing looked back at King Zhao's yard, with a mocking smile on his lips, and left quickly.
He was too popular a while ago, and now it's time to restrain himself.
On the bank of the Lanjiang River, because of the rain in Ezhou, more and more people wanted to go to Ezhou to make a living. This matter completely fermented because five days later, it rained heavily again in Ezhou.
