After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

After hearing Zhong Tian's words, Zhang Liang's expression became complicated and unpredictable, as if the waves in his heart were colliding violently.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Since the officials of Ninggucheng are so incompetent, keeping them will only make the situation worse."

Hearing this, Zhong Tian frowned slightly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Knowing Zhang Liang's temper, he knew that once a decision was made, it would be difficult to change it, but he also understood that in this chaotic world, every decision could have far-reaching consequences.

"My Lord, you don't want to..."

Zhong Tian asked tentatively, with a hint of worry in his voice.

Zhang Liang nodded, then said, "Yes, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We must take action."

"These officials are no longer competent for their duties, so we have no choice but to find new ones or take a more direct approach."

Zhang Liang strode up to the refugees, stopped, took a deep breath, and said, "My fellow villagers, my surname is Wang, and I am the son of the great general of the capital."

"I am deeply saddened to learn of your plight. Please rest assured, when I arrive in Ninggu City, I will definitely make a decision for you and will not allow this suffering to continue!"

When the people present heard this, they all turned their heads and focused their eyes on Zhang Liang.

The dim light in their eyes was gradually replaced by hope, as if a bright light suddenly lit up in the darkness.

However, there were also some people, especially those who had just had bad thoughts about their children, who showed a sneer on their faces and were obviously skeptical about Zhang Liang's promise.

Zhang Liang keenly captured these subtle changes, but he didn't take them to heart.

Zhang Liang continued to shout loudly: "Fellow villagers, if you believe me, then come with me and leave!"

After saying this, Zhang Liang turned around and walked away, ready to lead the people who were willing to follow him.

However, the people looked hesitant as they watched Zhang Liang leave. Their hearts were filled with contradictions and struggles, eager to change the status quo but also afraid of unknown risks.

At this moment, the woman who was rescued by Zhang Liang bit her lip, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

She hugged the child tightly and mustered up the courage to keep up with Zhang Liang.

The woman's actions attracted the attention of people around her, especially an old lady next to her.

Seeing her action, the old lady immediately grabbed her arm and persuaded her: "Big sister! Do you really believe what he said? What if he is lying to us?"

The woman stopped, sighed, and looked at the old lady with a determined look.

She said, "If I stay here, I'll probably end up being someone else's food. If I follow them, at least there's a glimmer of hope, so why not take a chance? Besides, I don't think this prince is that kind of person."

After saying that, the woman hugged the child again and followed Zhang Liang's pace firmly.

Although the woman's voice was very soft, the people around her could hear it clearly.

After hearing her words, the young women and women with children began to move and followed her footsteps.

They realized that if they continued to stay here, their fate might be very tragic, and they might even become food for someone else.

Following Zhang Liang, there is at least a glimmer of hope.

Once someone starts taking action, more people will be inspired.

Gradually, most of the people followed Zhang Liang and formed a huge team.

Although their steps were heavy, there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

However, the remaining small group of people looked at their leaving backs with disdainful expressions on their faces.

One of them curled his lips and said, "I think that guy called Prince Wang has bad intentions. If those people follow him, they won't know how they will die."

After hearing his words, the other person nodded in agreement, and then said with a rather regretful tone: "If those people didn't leave, maybe we could have a good meal!"

Zhang Liang stood on a high place, his eyes sweeping over the crowd that followed him, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

Then he turned and walked towards Zhong Tian.

Zhang Liang leaned close to Zhong Tian's ear and said, "Master Zhong, please take a few Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and count the number of civilians following us. Also, please maintain order in the ranks."

When Zhong Tian heard this, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

He nodded, then selected a few strong Tiger and Leopard Cavalry to accompany him and began the mission.

Not long after, Zhong Tian returned to Zhang Liang's side and reported in a low voice, "The count has been completed. There are over a hundred civilians, and the team is in good order."

Zhang Liang smiled with satisfaction after hearing this. He nodded, then raised his voice and said to the crowd, "Well, let's take these people away from here now."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Liang took the lead and walked forward.

After hearing his words, the other people also raised their feet and followed closely behind them.

After walking for a while, Zhang Liang decided to let the team stop temporarily to catch their breath and regroup.

This sudden pause made the people who followed closely behind feel uneasy, and waves of restlessness began to appear in the crowd, like ripples that gradually spread out.

Zhang Liang keenly sensed the unease. He quickly turned and gave instructions to Yan Sheng and Zeng Guodong beside him: "Yan Sheng, Guodong, we need you to maintain order now, comfort these people, and tell them we are only taking a short break."

Upon hearing this, the two generals immediately took orders and left.

At the same time, Zhang Liang walked towards Qin Youlan and the other women who were accompanying him, his tone filled with unquestionable tenderness: "Sisters-in-law, please make some porridge for these people. They have been hungry for many days. If they don't have food to eat, I'm afraid they won't be able to make it to Ninggu City."

After hearing this, Qin Youlan and others took action immediately without any hesitation, set up a big pot, lit a fire and cooked porridge.

The reason why Zhang Liang did not cook porridge immediately was that he did not want to let those

Soon, Zhang Liang stood before the people again and announced loudly: "Fellow villagers, please be patient! We stopped because we believe that everyone has not eaten for a long time and is physically exhausted and unable to continue. Therefore, we have prepared porridge. Please be patient and wait."

These words were like a gentle spring breeze, instantly brightening the eyes of the people. Their original anxiety and uneasiness were swept away, replaced by gratitude.

Not long after, Qin Youlan and the others finished cooking the porridge. The fragrant hot porridge filled the air, arousing people's appetite.

At this time, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry had already commanded the people to line up in an orderly manner, and they received the porridge one by one in an orderly manner.

When the people got the hot porridge, their eyes were immediately filled with tears.

A long-lost smile appeared on their faces, as if this moment was the happiest moment they had in these days.

Regardless of the scalding temperature, they swallowed the porridge in big mouthfuls, each mouthful filled with gratitude and satisfaction.

"This is really good. I haven't eaten anything this delicious in a long time."

"Yeah, it's delicious!"

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At this moment, a man hurriedly walked into a study, his steps revealing his inner urgency and anxiety.

After looking around and confirming that no one was around, he stood respectfully in front of a dignified old man in the center of the room, bowed slightly, and said, "Father, Li Jin and his colleagues seem to have made some unusual moves today. They went out early in the morning to greet a mysterious person."

Upon hearing this, the old man snorted coldly, a flicker of disdain flashing in his eyes. He slowly said, "What kind of trouble can those clowns stir up? They are nothing more than some rich family's dandy kids visiting here."

There was unquestionable contempt in his tone, as if he had seen through everything.

The man looked embarrassed and tried to explain his concerns: "Father, I'm not overly concerned. I'm just worried that these people might have some plans for our family."

The old man snorted again, his eyes sharp as a knife, staring directly at the man: "You just need to take care of yourself, don't cause trouble for yourself and make trouble for me!"

Faced with his father's harsh reprimand, the man was unwilling but helpless. He could only nod slightly to show his obedience, and then slowly left the study, leaving the room in silence.

After the man's figure disappeared outside the door, the old man slowly stood up and walked steadily to the back of the desk. His eyes fell on an ancient portrait hanging on the wall. The old man stared at it for a long time, with both nostalgia and deep thought in his eyes, as if he was recalling the past.