"This must be the young prince from the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion. I'm glad to meet you."
The Eighth Prince looked at Li Baiyi and nodded with a smile. Li Baiyi stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "I have met His Highness the Eighth Prince."
The Eighth Prince pointed to the city head and said to the two of them: "You guys wait here for a while while I say hello to the refugees below, and then we can talk about other things."
As he said that, the Eighth Prince winked at his men, and immediately someone was lying on the top of the city shouting down.
"Dear fellow citizens, our Eighth Prince wants to talk to you, please come closer."
"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince heard that you have been suffering recently, and this time he specially took this disaster relief work from His Highness the Crown Prince. Everyone must see His Highness the Eighth Prince's hard work."
The refugees below the city gate gathered one after another and shouted.
"Thank you, His Highness the Eighth Prince, for your consideration for us."
"Thank you, His Highness the Eighth Prince. Please make the decision for us."
...
The refugees outside the city gate tower bowed down one after another. Their fear of imperial power was deep-rooted and penetrated into their bones. They couldn't help but bend down when they saw the bright yellow python robe worn by the eighth prince.
The subordinates immediately signaled everyone to be quiet, and everyone stood up. Only then did the Eighth Prince come to the road at the top of the city and smiled at the refugees in front of the city gate.
"Everyone has suffered. As a prince, I came late this time. Originally, my father had to leave the disaster relief to His Highness the Crown Prince."
"It's just that there have been many vicious incidents involving refugees recently, so my father has handed over this disaster relief matter to me."
"Don't worry, everyone. Since I'm here, I naturally want to make decisions for you. I promise to give out porridge at the city gate, two meals of thick porridge every day to keep everyone full."
"As for the issue of accommodation, the weather is not too cold now, and if we let everyone enter ordinary residences, I am afraid it will disturb the people."
"So I plan to let you live in tents supported by the imperial court. Although the conditions may be simpler, this is a special period after all. I believe you can make do with it, don't you think so?"
Everyone nodded after hearing this, but the prince looked a little unhappy: "No wonder the tent military department requested by this palace is always not issued. It turns out that they are all in the hands of Lao Ba."
Li Baiyi's eyes lit up. His father had mentioned the matter of the Ministry of War to him, saying that the Minister of the Ministry of War was the eighth prince.
He still didn't believe it at the time, but now it seems that it was true. The Ministry of War didn't even listen to the prince, but it listened to the eighth prince. It can be imagined that the relationship between them was very close.
The victims were very excited at this time, and what the Eighth Prince said was too tempting for them.
"That's great. We can have enough to eat every day and don't have to go hungry."
"The Eighth Prince is really wise and powerful. He can solve our problems so quickly. We can no longer follow those people and do whatever they want."
"Thank you, His Highness the Eighth Prince. We all listen to the Eighth Prince and please arrange for us."
"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince is much more reliable than the Crown Prince. He is very unambiguous when it comes to solving problems."
"Compared to His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince and His Highness the Crown Prince, the gap is really huge."
"The Eighth Prince is a thousand years old, the Eighth Prince is a thousand years old!"
"The Eighth Prince is a thousand years old, the Eighth Prince is a thousand years old!"
The refugees shouted one after another, which sounded quite impressive.
Li Baiyi couldn't help but smile when he heard the shouts from the top of the city gate. He looked downstairs at the city gate, and it was as he expected.
Those who shouted about the Eighth Prince Chitose were basically strong, with rosy faces, and they did not look hungry at all.
"Isn't this just for rhythm? This eighth prince really knows how to play."
As he said that, Li Baiyi couldn't help but look at the prince Wang Lang beside him. Compared with the eighth prince, Wang Lang was simply eight blocks behind.
If he hadn't been here to support Wang Lang, Wang Lang would really have been played around by the Eighth Prince.
Li Baiyi finally understood why Wang Lang was so simple-minded yet could always sit in the position of prince.
No matter who he is, the prince is not a threat. If he is really taken down and someone else comes up, it will definitely be more difficult than the prince. It is better to let Wang Lang stay up there.
Li Baiyi couldn't help but patted Wang Lang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother, compared with the Eighth Prince, you are really far behind, but don't worry, I will help you get rid of him for no other reason." , he is too self-righteous."
"Who is so self-righteous? Who are you going to deal with?" A voice came into his ears. Li Baiyi turned around and found that it was Princess Ronghua, who was watching him approach with a cold face.
"Li Baiyi, I warn you, don't interfere in the disaster relief matters and influence the Eighth Prince's relief to the victims, otherwise, you will look good."
When Li Baiyi heard this, he suddenly became angry: "Whatever looks good or not, I will make him fail to provide disaster relief. How about it? He takes my brother's job and doesn't allow me to help my brother?"
Liu Yufei on the side immediately laughed: "What are you talking about, young master? Disaster relief is a heavy task, and His Highness the Crown Prince may not be able to handle it well. Why can't it be left to the Eighth Prince?"
Wang Lang nodded with a somewhat tangled look, and said with a forced smile: "What Miss Liu said is that if my eighth brother has this ability, I will be very happy."
But Li Baiyi rolled his eyes and said: "What a relief, you heard what he said is nice. He just called so many people here to drink porridge and do nothing else. Won't these refugees cause trouble?"
"The best result is that he spent an astonishing amount of money to support this group of refugees and the soldiers who guarded them. This group of refugees has nothing to do and has not caused any trouble."
"As long as his porridge doesn't keep up a little bit, or doesn't start to be so thick, the refugees might cause trouble."
"He made a promise and walked away. I am serving as the magistrate of the county. Shouldn't all the mess be left to me?"
Hearing this, Princess Ronghua didn't know how to retort for a moment. She just pointed at him and said: "In short, you can't affect the Eighth Prince's disaster relief. Otherwise, I will report this matter to my father and mother."
"I heard that you dandies went to Chunfeng Tower and were punished by your father, emperor, mother and concubine for running twenty miles away. Do you want to punish you again?"
Li Baiyi was heartbroken, stepped forward and took Princess Ronghua's arm, and sneered: "Your Highness, you are planning to provoke me, a thorn in your side."
"Okay, since I have nothing to do, I can play with you."
"Princess, remember, you lost last time, so don't even think about breaking off the engagement."
"If you provoke me again, I might go to His Majesty soon and ask for the marriage to be consummated tomorrow."
Princess Ronghua suddenly stared at Li Baiyi: "You!"
"What happened, Sister Ronghua, you are here, welcome,"
