The investigation of the Yanhuai grain harvesting case was in full swing, and everyone in the capital was in danger. Some people even asked for a meeting late at night and gave generous gifts.
As a result, everyone was beaten out, including their belongings.
Later, he sued the palace again.
Emperor Xuan was so angry that he couldn't eat for several days as he looked at the zhezi that Yanhuai kept delivering to the palace. In the end, he got angry and had a toothache, and half of his face was swollen.
However, not everyone in Yanhuai told the truth. For example, if everyone knew that he had a feud with a certain family, he would exaggerate and wish to send the family to prison.
Emperor Xuan knew something was wrong as soon as he saw it, and ordered people to go out of the palace to preach and reprimand him.
The eunuch who delivered the order said that Emperor Xuan was very angry, but in fact Emperor Xuan was not that angry because Yanhuai was narrow-minded and framed his relatives, which in his opinion was a sign of Yanhuai's incompetence.
If he dealt with the refugees' affairs in an orderly manner and could find out so many connections in the capital, that would worry Emperor Xuan.
Yanhuai understood Emperor Xuan's thoughts correctly, and everything went smoothly. From time to time, he made small mistakes and was scolded by Emperor Xuan, thus avoiding a lot of trouble.
Yanhuai was too busy during this period, so he set up a tent outside the city to live.
Because there were some sick people among the refugees, in order to prevent the guards from feeling cold, Yanhuai ate and lived with them during this period, and used medicine every day after returning to the camp.
Everyone in the capital thought that Yan Huai was an idle playboy, but the refugees outside the capital kowtowed to Yan Huai and were grateful.
Master Qian was forced to follow Yanhuai to work among the refugees. From the fear at the beginning to the calmness now, his mentality has undergone a polar reversal.
Yanhuai was cruel enough to him, but he was also cruel to his face and never made any small moves behind his back, which was much better than the smiling tiger of the second prince.
The afternoon was short in winter, and Mr. Qian was taking stock of the supplies needed by the refugees for the next day. When he couldn't see, he asked someone to light a torch and follow him.
From a distance, he saw Yanhuai coming towards him.
He subconsciously put down his account book and bowed respectfully.
Ever since the last banquet was held without reporting to the emperor, and he directly sent people to surround the second prince's residence, he has become a living king of hell in Master Qian's heart.
So while trying not to offend the second prince, he also tried not to offend Yanhuai.
Yanhuai waved his hands with a stern face, "Master Qian, there is no need to be polite, I am here to ask, how much food and medicinal materials are left, and how many days can we last?"
Hearing this, Lord Qian immediately said, "If we return to the county prince, we can still have food for about half a month, but there are really not many medicinal materials left. More and more people are getting sick, and the consumption of medicinal materials is really too great."
After finishing his words, Yan Huai shouted loudly, "So you just give the people porridge? Add water to the medicinal ingredients over and over again, and then the medicine will be all water, so what's the use of it?"
"The rice is so watery that there are only a few grains of rice in it. Can the soup be full of water? It's winter, do you want them to freeze to death or die of illness?"
Mr. Qian said quickly, "Prince, the rations given by the officials have been carefully calculated. I really don't know how the cooks arrange them!"
"you do not know?"
Yanhuai became angry immediately and took Mr. Qian with him to the place where the refugees were resettled.
After a while, we arrived at the place.
There was only a little smoke from the cooking pots, and the refugees lined up in several lines to get their meals.
Yanhuai took Mr. Qian by the back of his neck and brought him to one of the cauldrons, pressing his head to the top of the cauldron.
The heat kept rising, and Mr. Qian's face turned red, with tears streaming down his face.
"Prince, spare...spare my life..."
Yanhuai almost pushed his head into the pot and cooked it.
"Why spare your life? Open your dog eyes and take a good look. What is this?"
Yanhuai let him look at it, and Master Qian also looked at it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.
Yanhuai was so angry that he picked him up and kicked him in the stomach, knocking him out more than a meter away.
Mr. Qian was in so much pain that he couldn't get up, but he still said stubbornly, "Prince, I didn't do anything wrong. This is how disaster relief is done."
"You fart!"
"There is obviously still food, why not give it to them? Why do you make this kind of porridge that is like water?"
Yanhuai was furious, stepped forward quickly, grabbed him by the collar, and said through gritted teeth, "Aren't you doing statistics every day? Do you know how many people die every day now?"
"Those who died of illness, those who died of hunger and cold, are you blind and can't see, or are you not a human being?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the refugees waiting next to him all had red eyes, and their eyes towards Mr. Qian became fierce.
Yes, if there is food, why not give it to them?
Do you want to be secretly greedy again and exchange their lives for your own glory and wealth?
Yanhuai's angry scolding and the refugees' unkind eyes made Mr. Qian angry. He suddenly felt bold and raised his hand to push Yanhuai away, then stood up staggeringly.
"The prince is really kind. Can't you even look at this little suffering when doing disaster relief?"
Yanhuai said in a deep voice, "I really cannot bear to see human suffering. If you destroy your conscience like this, I will never forgive you. You can go to the palace to apologize. I don't want to talk nonsense to you."
Master Qian sneered, "I'm killing my conscience? The prince is really confusing right and wrong!"
Seeing that he was still quibbling, Yanhuai immediately said, "The laws of the court are clear, and the porridge for disaster relief cannot be knocked over with chopsticks. The emperor once said, "When chopsticks float up, heads fall to the ground." The prince did not chop them directly just now. If I kill you, it will be considered as showing mercy."
"The prince is merciful? So I have to be grateful to you?"
As he spoke, Mr. Qian shouted loudly with red eyes, "If it hadn't been for the prince's obstruction, this porridge wouldn't be so thin. It's all because you didn't allow wheat bran to be added, so they couldn't eat enough."
Yan Huai said angrily, "Wheat bran is eaten by animals, how can it be eaten by humans?"
"Nowadays, there are serious disasters everywhere. Where is the extra food for disaster relief? As long as the poison does not kill them, what is the difference between what animals eat and what people eat?"
Mr. Qian stared at Yanhuai with a sneer in his eyes.
Yanhuai was going to kill him anyway, and it was useless no matter how respectful he was. Instead of being angry because he was wronged, it would be better if he let out such a bad breath, and his life in this world was not in vain.
"May I ask the prince, how much relief food did the court give you?"
Yanhuai said nothing.
Mr. Qian said again, "The prince just asked me if I know how many people die every day due to various reasons? Then I want to ask you, do you know how many people who are displaced and gather here every day?" How many more?"
"Let me tell you, the number of new people added every day is more than ten times greater than the number of people dying. This means that the food consumed every day is increasing several times."
"The fifteen-day ration calculated by the official is based on the number of people counted today. If it continues to increase exponentially, within seven days, let alone gruel, they will not even be able to drink hot water!"
"If we do what you said, we won't be able to survive for three days with today's number of people."
As soon as these words came out, the people instantly panicked. Fortunately, there were guards around to maintain order, so chaos didn't break out.
Yanhuai stared at Mr. Qian without getting angry, and asked in a deep voice, "If your wife and daughter are among them, can you bear to let them eat such disaster relief food?"
