The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Upon hearing this, Xia Qianxing was stunned again, wondering if he was hallucinating again. The other officials lowered their heads and complained in their hearts.

He was just about to say that Jiang Fan was bragging. Just a few words of advice would solve the problem. Who do you think you are?

Even the Chu brothers, who had great trust in Jiang Fan, felt that Jiang Fan might have exaggerated a bit this time.

Looking at everyone's reactions, Jiang Fan smiled faintly. He looked at Xia Qianxing and said:

"Master Xia, you can add wheat bran, rice bran, and sand to the relief porridge! People who eat the porridge must eat it in front of you and cannot take it away! Anyone who dares to waste food will be killed!"

At the end, his tone became heavier.

He just said a few simple words and looked at Xia Qianxing with a smile without saying anything.

This person is extremely talented, so he doesn't need to point it out too clearly. If this guy is really capable, he will be able to react without much explanation.

Even the people present were able to react.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Fan said this, Xia Qianxing looked up at Jiang Fan with a look of shock in his eyes, and then a look of admiration.

He was not stupid, and his mind was sharp. He understood Jiang Fan's intention instantly.

The other officials frowned and thought for a while after hearing this, but soon everyone looked at Jiang Fan in shock, with expressions of "I see". There was even a look of "Why didn't I expect this?"

Yes, real victims of a disaster would eat even tree bark, grass roots, and soil. Would they care about putting other things in their porridge?

Compared to tree bark, grass roots, and soil, this porridge can actually keep people alive. It won't kill you.

But tree bark, grass roots and soil can kill people.

The only people who couldn't eat it were those who were not disaster victims or those who had extra food at home. After all, if you weren't starving, you definitely wouldn't be able to eat the porridge.

As long as this porridge is distributed once, the food problem will be solved. As for those people who are causing trouble, we will kill one to warn the rest, and see who dares to cause trouble again.

After all, the imperial court provided relief porridge. If you don't want to eat it, it's your business. If you make trouble, it's your fault. Killing a few people who led the instigation can serve as a warning to others.

"Your Highness, I am guilty. I shouldn't have doubted your ability. Please punish me!" Xia Qianxing came to his senses and instantly knelt down in front of Jiang Fan.

He looked respectful, no longer arrogant. When the other officials saw this, they also knelt down hurriedly.

Unlike Xia Qianxing, who was sincerely convinced, they were intimidated by Jiang Fan's power and did not dare to neglect Jiang Fan.

Xia Qianxing was different. He really admired Jiang Fan. After all, Jiang Fan solved the problem that had been bothering him for so long with just a few words.

However, because he was too upright and unwilling to do such an immoral thing, he did not think of this method for a while.

But then again, when we encounter extraordinary things, we have to use extraordinary means to solve them.

Although the method Jiang Fan used was unethical, the effect achieved was definitely what Xia Qianxing wanted to see.

If this group of people were allowed to continue doing what they did, more people would starve to death. Rather than seeing the victims starve to death, he thought it was better to do something immoral.

Jiang Fan glanced at him, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder and said: "You are a good official... do a good job..."

When Xia Qianxing heard this, he was suddenly moved. He thought Jiang Fan might be dissatisfied with him, but he didn't expect that Jiang Fan would actually recognize him.

The word "good official" made Xia Qianxing feel mixed emotions and moved his heart. Over the years, he had been doing his job conscientiously, and no one had ever said that he was a good official.

He was not promoted, but he was often blamed. He even felt that he was not suitable to be an official.

"Your Highness, I will deal with the problem of fake victims right away..." Xia Qianxing said quickly, suppressing the emotion in his heart.

Of course he would not let Jiang Fan do such an immoral thing. He had a determined look on his face, as if he was ready to die at any time.

Jiang Fan saw him like this and patted him on the shoulder. Xia Qianxing felt that after doing this, he would definitely be impeached. If he was not careful, it would be a capital crime.

He did this with the intention of dying.

"Don't be pessimistic. As long as you work hard for me, no one can make things difficult for you. Anyone who dares to touch you must ask me first."

Jiang Fan doesn't want such a good official to end up with a bad ending.

Upon hearing this, Xia Qianxing forced a smile and did not comment on Jiang Fan's words.

How can we protect him when an unpopular prince who has only recently come into the public eye can't even protect himself?

He felt grateful, but more helpless.

After taking a look at his miserable state, he walked up to Chu Chengrui and stretched out his hand, saying, "How about lending me your knife..."

Chu Chengrui's face flashed with embarrassment when he heard this. This guy Xia Qianxing probably knew that it was him who chopped off his head.

He glanced at Jiang Fan, and seeing Jiang Fan nod, he handed over the short blade.

Xia Qianxing took the short blade and shaved all the hair on his head in no time. Although it was a bit sloppy, it was better than the messy hair that covered half of his head.

However, his appearance at this time was really a bit indecent, but he didn't seem to care. He returned the knife to Chu Chengrui, turned around and walked out with his head almost bald.

As for the official hat that was knocked to the ground, it had long been destroyed and he was too lazy to wear it again.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan twitched his mouth and couldn't help but give Xia Qianxing a thumbs up in his heart.

Frank, straightforward, and not fussy about details! This kind of character and mentality is really rare.

As for the other officials, they touched their hair and brows with bitter expressions.

Several people were styling their hair, covering the unshaved side with the shaved side.

Some people took the damaged official hats from their bodies and covered their heads with them, which made them look even more ridiculous.

Jiang Fan glanced at him calmly, with a flash of disdain in his eyes. Compared to Xia Qianxing, these people were not so forthright!

Although he was the culprit, Jiang Fan had no intention of showing mercy to them. If these guys hadn't provoked him, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

Seeing Xia Qianxing about to reach the door, Jiang Fan suddenly called out to him.

"Master Xia, wait..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Qianxing turned around and looked at Jiang Fan in confusion.

"Your Highness, what else do you want me to do?!"

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "When you go to distribute porridge, put up a few notices and write that this prince is recruiting people to work. Three meals a day are guaranteed. In addition, you can get 20 coins for a day's work! Recruit as many as you can... All the disaster victims want to work, so recruit them all!"

Now that Xia Qianxing has been subdued, Jiang Fan no longer has to recruit disaster victims.

He had already arrived in Huaining and had to start taking action. He didn't have much time left.

Besides, putting things in porridge is not a long-term solution. Doing it once is enough.

As soon as Jiang Fan said this, Xia Qianxing was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face, but also a look of surprise.

Jiang Fan recruited workers, which meant that the people would have a livelihood. Most importantly, the conditions Jiang Fan offered were too tempting.

Not only can they have food to eat, but they can also get money. This is good news for the disaster victims who may starve to death at any time.

"Is what your highness said true?" He looked at Jiang Fan uncertainly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

After all, such conditions sound unrealistic. Moreover, how will the food problem be solved? How will the wages be solved?

"Do you think I'm joking?" Jiang Fan looked at Xia Qianxing and said.