Li Baiyi raised his eyebrows and said with some disbelief: "You are no longer the person in charge of disaster relief. Why are you so anxious? The person in charge now is the Eighth Prince. No matter how hard you work, the credit will still belong to the Eighth Prince."
Prince Wang Lang shook his head and said indifferently: "This is nothing, as long as it can benefit the victims, no more people can die."
"In just a few days, more than 200 refugees have died due to various conflicts, not counting those who died of starvation on the road."
"There is nothing the refugees can do, otherwise they wouldn't risk beheading their heads to cause trouble."
Li Baiyi sighed and said: "Even if ordinary refugees have no other choice, they will not do evil at will. There are still people who instigate them."
"Ordinary people can always find some help from just a few households."
"We are here in the capital city, and the people are getting richer, so we won't let all the victims go hungry."
After hearing this, the prince fell silent for a while and continued: "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about how to solve these problems. The refugees continue to cause chaos and the people are suffering unspeakably."
Li Baiyi thought for a while and said: "Of course we need to solve the food problem of these victims. Once they are full and no longer hungry, even if someone forces them to cause trouble, they may not follow suit. What do you think?"
The prince nodded and said: "That's right, but how to solve it? Just rely on us spending the money to buy them food?"
Li Baiyi shook his head: "This is not a long-term solution. It can only be used for emergency purposes. Let these refugees stabilize first."
The prince thought for a while: "What about the back?"
Li Baiyi's eyes sparkled with excitement and he said: "In the back, of course, we want to snatch the refugees away from the Eighth Prince."
"When the Eighth Prince went to provide disaster relief, he was just plating himself with gold, performing a show in front of the victims and delivering a speech. As for whether he was working hard to provide disaster relief, no one knows."
"But if we want to rescue the victims, we must help them. We must not let others cause trouble, otherwise it will only cause fire."
"By the way, Prince, I heard that you have a villa near Xianxian County, where there are hot springs coming down from the mountains, right?"
Wang Lang nodded in a daze and said, "Yes, there is a separate garden. What's wrong? That was given to me by my father."
"When my father went out to play when he was young, he ordered people to build a villa there. It has been more than ten years, and I have only been there a few times."
Li Baiyi's eyes lit up and he said: "Doesn't that mean that this garden has been in disrepair for a long time and the interior has been neglected?"
Wang Lang nodded and said: "What do you want to do? Do you want the victims to live in it? I don't have any objections. I am just afraid that my father will complain about me if he finds out, and even if it is full of upper-class people, they can't live there. How many people are there?”
Li Baiyi shook his head and said: "Of course it's not as simple as letting them live in it. I want these people to help you build a bigger, more luxurious, and more functional villa."
"When the time comes, it is not impossible to build another city with your garden as the center."
Wang Lang's eyes widened when he heard this, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Brother, what are you doing? This is not okay. If your father knows that I built a city just for pleasure, why don't you skin me?"
Li Baiyi was stunned for a moment, glared at him and said, "What are you thinking about? How can it be so easy to build a city? This will all happen later."
"By the way, isn't it difficult to walk on the way to your garden, so that's why you don't go there often?"
Wang Lang nodded: "Yes, water easily accumulates on the road after it rains, and there is also water coming down from the mountains."
"It's easy for people to slip when walking, and it's easy for carriages to get stuck."
"There were two incidents where carriages got stuck in the road before, delaying pedestrians for several hours."
Li Baiyi nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, in addition to building the Bieyuan Garden for you, and asking these victims to open the road from the capital to the Bieyuan Garden for you, this will consume at least 10,000 people's labor and several hours of work." You may not be able to finish it in a month.”
When Wang Lang heard this, he immediately said with worry on his face: "Brother, these things you mentioned are not that urgent, why don't you take it slow?"
"These victims are all so hungry. How can they find the strength to work?"
"To put it this way, it sounds ugly. It is squeezing people's power and can easily trigger a popular uprising."
Li Baiyi rolled his eyes and said, "What do you know? Just do whatever I tell you."
"Of course, if you don't believe me, I don't have to go."
When Wang Lang heard this, he quickly took Li Baiyi's arm and said, "Brother, I believe you. I just don't understand what's going on here, so I'm a little confused."
Li Baiyi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, brother, I'll take care of this matter for you."
"After one year, you will gain greater reputation for this disaster relief, and the victims will return to normal life. During this year, they will be able to eat and drink well every day, and they will also make money."
The prince forced a smile on his face and said, "If that's the case, that would be great."
Although he said this, there was still lingering worry in his eyes. Can disaster relief really be done so easily?
Within half an hour, the noise outside the carriage gradually became noisy. The prince opened the curtains and saw refugees appearing outside from time to time. The worry in his eyes became even more intense.
"Brother, we haven't even dedicated the county yet. There are only so many refugees."
Li Baiyi stood up, took a look, nodded and said, "It's okay, these refugees will be resettled by then."
"Brother, look, isn't that Lao Ba upstairs at the city gate? He has already arrived."
"There are so many people downstairs at the city gate, what are they doing?"
The prince looked confused.
Li Baiyi glanced at it and said with a smile: "Maybe the Eighth Prince is giving a lecture now. We will watch how the Eighth Prince performs in a while."
Soon, the prince's carriage arrived at the city gate tower, and the two of them walked up to the city gate tower together.
"Hey, brother, you're here. I'm just about to lecture everyone. A lot of refugees have already gathered."
"This time, brother, I stole your mission. Don't blame me. I really can't stay idle."
The Eighth Prince looked at the two people walking over with a smile on his face.
When Wang Lang heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Of course I won't be angry, as long as you really want to help the victims."
"What I want is to prevent these victims from starving and freezing. I don't care about anything else."
Wang Lang was speaking from his heart. Li Baiyi on the side couldn't help but shook his head, feeling helpless.
You kid doesn't care, but others do, and they don't care whether you really don't care or whether you are lying.
As long as you lose power, people can kick you away at any time and accuse you of crimes without mercy.
