The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

Dozens of officers rushed over and surrounded the five people led by Zhao Li.

Zhao Li trembled and said, "How dare you! I am an official appointed by the Emperor to exile criminals. Who are you to dare to touch me?"

"Humph, since you've been exiled to Huai Village, you must obey Huai Village's orders. I'm the magistrate of the village, so who else should you listen to if not me?"

The obese magistrate snorted, unwilling to listen to Zhao Li's nonsense. He 'randomly' pulled someone out from behind him and asked, "Tell me, what's going on here?"

"Your Excellency the Magistrate, there is food here. They have food, so we came to rob them."

"Yes, magistrate. Huai Village has been suffering from famine for a long time. Everyone is hungry and full, searching for food everywhere. Many people who can't bear it have starved to death. These people have food, but since they are unwilling to share it, I beg your Excellency to make a decision."

One by one, two by two... eventually, all the hundreds of people who came to cause trouble knelt on the ground and begged loudly.

When the magistrate heard that there was grain, his eyes immediately lit up.

He walked up to Zhao Li and looked him up and down. "Do you have food?"

Zhao Li didn't want to answer, but instead, one of the frightened refugees in the crowd shouted, "What we have is given to us by the gods, why should we give it to you?"

"That's right, we built a temple for the gods, and they moved us, so they gave us food, but not you!"

The refugees were afraid that the magistrate would come and really distribute the food. There was not much food to begin with, and there were more than a hundred people in Huai Village, not to mention how many people there were in Huai Village. By then, let alone a share for everyone, I'm afraid that every household might not even get a sip of soup.

"hateful!"

The magistrate rebuked them: "Since there is grain and it is under the jurisdiction of Huai Village, how can you enjoy it all by yourself?"

The magistrate's portly features were huddled together. He glanced at the temple in the distance, its foundations still unfinished, and snorted, "Even though you're all exiles, since you've come to Huai Village, you must obey me, the magistrate. Come on, hand over all that food!"

As soon as the magistrate gave the order, officials came forward. The refugees and convicts looked at each other, afraid that their food would be stolen, but no one dared to stop it.

The yamen runner beside Zhao Li tugged at his sleeve and said, "Brother, what should we do? Should we really give it to them?"

Zhao Li clutched the knife, veins bulging on the back of his hand. He wanted to step forward. After all, he was a yamen runner from the imperial capital, and if he really got into a fight with the magistrate, he might not lose. But then he suddenly thought of Qi Yu.

He knew that Qi Yu didn't take action just now because he was testing his ability.

If anyone dares to plot against him, he will have to pay the price for being plotted against.

"Wait." Zhao Li glanced at Qi Yu out of the corner of his eye, then smiled as he turned back to the magistrate. "Your Excellency is right. These exiles have come to Huai Village, so they should obey the magistrate. I'll have someone send some food to you."

Zhao Li turned around and pointed at Qi Yu behind the crowd, "You, bring the remaining food over here."

"Brother, is that the prince?"

Zhao Li snorted and said nothing.

What prince is the prince? All those exiled to him are exiles!

Just consider it as revenge for Qi Yu watching the show just now.

"Yes, big brother, the yamen runner." Qi Yu knew what Zhao Li was planning, so he didn't say anything extra. Together with Jiang Zhi, he carried the remaining half bag of cabbage, rice, and oil over.

In fact, there was still half a bag of potatoes hidden under the mud and sand.

The prisoners and refugees watched their food being snatched away, feeling angry but powerless to do anything, and shed silent tears.

Qi Yu saw this and restrained his expression. "All the ingredients are here. May I ask the magistrate how we can share them?"

"You guys ate all the food you found last night, and I heard you had another big meal just now. I bet you won't starve to death even if you don't eat or drink for the next five days. And you still want to steal it from us?"

"That's right. It's such a big bag. We ate so much. The rest should be ours."

The refugees behind the magistrate echoed the sentiment. The convicts jumped up in anger and said, "But that was clearly the food we got. Why did you take it for yourselves?"

"How dare you." The magistrate shouted angrily, his cold eyes shooting over. The convict who had just opened his mouth didn't dare to say anything else.

The magistrate looked at Qi Yu again, seeing him dressed in a black shirt and looking very thin. Although the fugitive looked very miserable after his journey, he still couldn't hide his natural nobility.

Especially the pair of phoenix eyes under the sword-like eyebrows, which are extremely sharp, and the high nose bridge on the angular face makes him look as if he is trapped in prison. However, he is also a dragon among men and is always the most eye-catching in the crowd.

"You are the exiled prince?"

The magistrate spoke in a contemptuous tone, as if he was telling a huge joke, and the corners of his cracked lips were mocking mercilessly.

"The criminal, Qi Yu."

"You know the truth."

Seeing that Qi Yu had a calm expression and was not angry at his contempt, the magistrate nodded with satisfaction.

"I heard that these ingredients are all because of you?"

"God has blessed us."

"God? ...Hahahaha"

The magistrate seemed to know something and laughed out loud. When he looked at Qi Yu again, his eyes were filled with unconcealable contempt.

In his mind, there were no gods in this world. If he guessed correctly, he must have been relying on his status as the crown prince to gain some favor. Look, now he still had to obediently give him all the food.

"Qi Yu, since you are no longer the crown prince and have come to my Huai Village, you must obey me from now on." The county magistrate raised his head proudly, "Don't keep calling me a god. I understand everything! So, if you get food in the future, just send it to my county government. I will definitely feed you all. Otherwise, you won't have a single bite."

The magistrate said this and turned around and left with his men.

A huge group of people stole all the food, threatened and intimidated us, and demanded more?

"Your Highness?" Jiang Zhi looked at Qi Yu's stern face, waiting for his order and rushing forward immediately.

"Don't be impulsive." Qi Yu's Adam's apple slid, and he raised his hand to stop the magistrate.

"Your Excellency is right. Food should be shared. So I have a proposal. I can continue to obtain more food so that everyone in Huai Village can have enough to eat. But I hope the magistrate will recommend the Huai Village chief. I heard that the chief is also blessed by the gods and has plenty of water to drink. We are willing to exchange food for water with the chief. What do you think?"

The water given by the gods disappeared every time they took it. It could not be stored at all, or there was not enough of it.

He could ask the gods to give him more water, but the water in the home of the village chief of Huai Village made Qi Yu very confused. Although he was not a nosy person, he could not ignore it when he encountered it.

"You don't have water?"

The magistrate ordered someone to investigate, and sure enough, the water in the deep well had dried up. Apart from the soaked mud and sand that looked like water had appeared there, it looked like an ordinary deep pit.

The magistrate glanced at Qi Yu and saw that he was sincere, then looked at the fresh vegetables on the ground.

He thought to himself that if it was really sent secretly by someone who saved him, there would definitely be a second time if it happened once.

Huai Village is not short of water now, but there is indeed not much food, so exchanging it is not a bad idea.

"Okay, I'll take you to the village chief's house, but..." the magistrate said, "This food is not enough. Ask your people to bring three times as much food before we can go."