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The prince knew why the emperor asked this, and he said honestly, "Hua Yun wrote to me some time ago."

"He made it very clear in the letter that we are a monarch and a subject, and nothing else. He will not allow the Hua family to borrow my power."

The day he was made the crown prince, he had expected that he and Hua Yun would end up like this.

At that time, he was an unpopular and marginal prince, and there would be no impact or trouble if he interacted with Hua Yun.

Now that he is the crown prince and the future emperor, interacting with Hua Yun will cause many impacts and troubles.

Even, the Hua family would use his power to do things they shouldn't do.

Hua Yun knew all this, which is why she wrote such a letter to him.

Emperor Sheng was somewhat satisfied with Hua Yun, as he was a capable boy.

"I have no objection to you continuing your relationship with Hua Yun, but you should know how to strike the right balance."

The Hua family is an imperial merchant family and values ​​profit more, so he does not want the prince to have too much contact with Hua Yun.

The prince scratched his head and said, "Even if I wanted to continue my relationship with Hua Yun, he wouldn't agree."

"He is a very clear-headed person and knows exactly what is the best thing to do."

"Now he has made his choice, which is the best for him and for me."

If he and Hua Yun continued to interact, there was no telling when this friendship would deteriorate.

It’s better to stay like this, maybe we can still get along like friends in the future.

Emperor Sheng knew best that once he became the crown prince, he would lose many precious things, such as friends, such as friends with whom he could truly interact.

But there's nothing you can do about it. Being a crown prince is like this. There are gains and losses.

"Just figure it out yourself."

He sighed. Once the prince ascended the throne, he would lose even more. Even the people around him would only be respectful and calculating towards him.

He is lucky enough to have King Rui, a good brother who treats him sincerely.

The prince smiled bitterly, so he didn't like being a prince.

What's good about being a prince? Friends who treat him sincerely will gradually distance themselves from him, and there will be a group of people who are plotting against him around him.

I really miss the leisurely days before.

……

Hua Yun sneezed, which attracted the concern of Mu Baobao and others.

"Typhoid fever?"

"Second Brother, you have to take care of your health."

Hua Yun rubbed her itchy nose and said nothing was wrong. "I guess it's just my family members nagging me."

He kept asking why he didn't go back, so that his family could use him to become the crown prince.

Especially in recent years, the family has been trying to train the disciples to pursue a career in politics, but the disciples are either not interested in this area or are not cut out for it.

Now that his former friend has become the crown prince, his family naturally wants to use this relationship to gain benefits for the family.

Shangguan Quan took his pulse and confirmed that there was nothing wrong. "He's not sick."

Mu Baobao and the others felt relieved.

"Are we almost there?" Hua Yun rubbed her nose again. It was time to write a letter home and give them some good instructions.

The family doesn’t even think about what kind of character the emperor has. Would he allow others to plot against the prince?

Sang Ye picked up the herbal tea and took a sip. "According to the distance, we can reach the nearby town in the evening."

There was a problem in the previous town, which they learned from the secret guards before they arrived, so they changed their route and left.

Later he learned that the county magistrate of that town was treating the victims as prey and often put a group of them in the mountains, and he went to hunt them.

The county magistrate and his accomplices have all been executed, and those involved have been punished and dealt with accordingly.

Hua Yun said, "I hope there will be no problems with the town this time."

This time the town seems to be fine, and there is even free porridge.

Sang Ye and a few others stood not far away, looking at the porridge stalls, and then looked at each other.

Mu Baobao didn’t understand these things. She looked at the huge crowds of disaster victims and found that they were all very happy.

Is it because there is food?

Mu Pingping didn't quite understand all this, so he just stood beside his sister without saying anything.

They had been to so many places, but this was the first time he saw a place providing free porridge.

In the towns I visited before, none of them provided free porridge. At most, they accepted a certain number of disaster victims.

Sang Ye called a guard over and whispered something to him while covering her lips.

The guard took the order and went to do the work.

Sang Ye and the others didn't look at it anymore, but went to the tent set up by the guards.

The tent was in a relatively marginal area, with only a few people around.

The closer to the city gate, the more tents and refugees there are. Conversely, the closer to the city gate, the fewer tents and refugees there are.

Sang Ye and a few others were sitting in the tent talking in low voices. There were guards patrolling around the tent, and some were cooking.

"I always feel something is not right." Shangguan Quan touched his chin, frowning tightly.

"It seems like giving out porridge is a good thing, but I still feel a little uncomfortable and weird."

Mu Pingping raised his hand. "What's wrong? Is it because of the porridge here?"

Shangguan Quan hummed, "It's because of the free porridge here."

"The towns we visited before basically didn't have much food stored. It was already difficult to meet the needs of the people in the town. So where did this town get so much rice and flour?"

He broke it into pieces and said, "Look at all the disaster victims here. It would take hundreds of kilograms of rice and flour to distribute porridge once. How much rice and flour would be needed to distribute porridge every day?"

Mu Pingping suddenly realized, then was shocked, "A county government office originally had enough rice and flour, but it couldn't afford to distribute porridge like this for a long time."

"Not to mention, it's a drought right now and there's not much food in many places."

Shangguan Quan gave him an appreciative look and said, "That's where the problem lies."

"Let's say the county magistrate is kindhearted and can't bear to see the people and disaster victims starve, so he manages to buy a lot of rice and flour... But the question is, is it possible to keep buying rice and flour?"

Mu Pingping understood. "Does this mean there's something wrong here?"

Shangguan Quan said, "It's hard to say."

"There are three possibilities. One is that there is indeed something wrong with this county magistrate, and he is using this charitable act of distributing porridge to cover up something."

"Secondly, the possibility that the county magistrate is doing everything he can to save the people and the disaster victims is very small, because it is so difficult to buy enough rice and flour."

"Third, the so-called free porridge is a means to win over people's hearts."

Mu Pingping didn't understand the third one, but he heard Sang Ye and others gasp.

He looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Sang Ye said, "Do you know what kind of person can win people's hearts?"

"Those who want to be in power," Zheng Xingguang said in an adult tone, "and only those who stand at the top can be in power."

Hua Yun exclaimed, "To put it simply, it's treason."

Mu Pingping gasped, his expression changed drastically, "Treason?!"

"A mere county magistrate, would you dare?"

He knew a little bit about it. A small county magistrate was a seventh-rank official. It would be unlikely for him to rebel even in a chaotic era, not to mention that his life was relatively stable now.