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

Inside the teahouse, Liu Yu, Zhong Tian and others immediately walked to the window and looked down after hearing the noise outside.

Many of the people were shouting, "We want food! We want to survive!"

This scene made everyone in the teahouse frown, and a heavy atmosphere filled the air.

Zhong Tian spoke slowly, a hint of worry in his voice: "It seems that there are indeed some people with ulterior motives mixed in among these people."

His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Liu Yu, who was standing next to him, heard this and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to take action and get rid of those instigators?"

Zhong Tian shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the crowd outside the window, and said calmly: "No need, I believe the Lord will handle this matter properly."

At the same time, the elderly refugee outside the window seemed to sense the change in the crowd's mood. He waved his arms and shouted, "Brothers, we can't wait like this any longer! Without food, we will all starve to death!"

His voice was like a spark, instantly igniting the despair and anger in the hearts of the people around him.

With his cry, the people who had been starving for a long time seemed to find resonance. Their eyes lit up instantly, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

Then, there were cries of “We want food!”

The shouts rose and fell, converging into a force that could not be ignored, shaking the entire street.

After hearing what the people below said, Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes.

He had originally intended to open the granaries and release the grain, but he hadn't expected the people to take the initiative. This made him think more deeply about the situation.

He knew that he could not let these people get food easily.

As the saying goes: "A peck of rice is a favor, a bushel of rice is a grudge."

Once he starts supplying food, if one day in the future he can no longer continue to provide it, the people are likely to riot.

What's more, there are some people with ulterior motives among these people who are secretly manipulating them. If they are not dealt with, the troubles in the future will only be greater.

Zhang Liang took a deep breath and had a plan in mind.

He decided to stabilize the people's hearts first and then gradually deal with the potential threats.

He cleared his throat and said loudly to everyone: "Dear fellow villagers, please be patient!"

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, the people in the crowd calmed down temporarily, but those with evil intentions were still making moves in secret.

Zhang Liang stood on the high platform, scanning the crowd below with sharp eyes.

As his gaze moved, the originally noisy people gradually quieted down.

Suddenly, Zhang Liang pointed at several figures in the crowd and said to the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry standing behind him, "Bring those people up to me."

The people who were pointed out were the ones who caused the commotion before.

After hearing the order, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry nodded and walked towards the target.

Faced with the approaching Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, the few people who were named swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

However, at this moment, they seemed to have found their backbone - the leading refugee shook his head gently and told them with his eyes not to be afraid.

With the boss's encouragement, although he was still nervous in his heart, he tried his best to remain calm on the surface and stood where he was with no intention of running away.

When the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry arrived, they grabbed these people without hesitation and began to take them to the stage.

At the same time, the refugee quietly stepped back a few steps and hid among the ordinary people, hoping to take this opportunity to avoid the attention of the officers and soldiers.

He moved very cautiously, fearing to cause any unnecessary trouble or expose his identity.

After hiding, the refugee suddenly roared at the crowd, "What right do you have to arrest us? We haven't broken any laws. Are you lying about coming to help us? You and those people are nothing more than birds of a feather!"

His voice resounded like thunder, causing a commotion all around.

Hearing the words of the refugee, the people around immediately remembered the evil deeds committed by the bullies here before, and a chill went up in their hearts, and fear arose spontaneously.

Their expressions began to become complicated, and their gratitude towards Zhang Liang quickly faded, replaced by suspicion and vigilance.

"What do you know!"

A refugee who had been helped by Zhang Liang stepped forward and eagerly defended him, saying, "Young Master Wang truly wants to help us! He must have his reasons for doing so!"

Another refugee who had received a favor quickly agreed, "That's right! Look, these people have been doing evil here for so long, and no one has dealt with them. But as soon as the prince arrived, he dealt with them. Doesn't that prove something is wrong?"

These voices echoed among the people, gradually calming the hearts of those who had just been bewitched.

Seeing this, the refugee who wanted to stir up trouble was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of damn guys actually dared to ruin my good thing! Why can't you people die faster?" His eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness. Looking at the people who were gradually calming down, he felt even more anxious.

With a whirl of his eyes, he immediately found a new excuse and shouted, "Think carefully, is this guy dealing with those people in order to replace them? Are you guys getting any benefits from him by speaking well of him?"

His words were sharp and inflammatory, trying to ignite the anger of the people again.

Hearing his words, the people who were already somewhat shaken widened their eyes, and the doubts in their hearts were aroused again.

The people began to whisper and talk among themselves, and some even began to doubt the refugees who spoke for Zhang Liang.

Because they were really scared. After being oppressed by Ning Gucheng's officials for so many years, they felt that they could not survive any longer. If another one came, they would not know how to continue living.

For a moment, the people became excited again and divided into two factions. One faction was grateful and supportive of Zhang Liang, while the other faction was instigated by the words of the refugees and had deep suspicion and dissatisfaction with Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang looked at the people preparing to fight, his brow furrowed, a flicker of worry in his eyes. He knew that if these people started fighting among themselves, it would not only destroy the harmony here, but also give those with real ulterior motives an opportunity to take advantage.

So, he took a deep breath and spoke loudly to the people, "Everyone! I'm here to help you, but it doesn't seem like I'm asking for anything in return. I don't think you can give me anything right now, do you?"

"If you are like this, who will come to help you in the future?"

His voice was loud and firm, and every word was clearly heard by everyone present.

When the people heard this, they fell silent. They began to think about Zhang Liang's words, and the anger in their hearts gradually subsided.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang continued, "And the reason I arrested these people is because they've been stirring up trouble, so I took action against them. Otherwise, do you think I'm just targeting them out of boredom?"

His words were full of logic and reason, which forced the people to believe him.

They began to recall what the previous officials had done and the good deeds Zhang Liang had done since his arrival, and the doubts in their hearts gradually dissipated.

Because of Zhang Liang's words, the people present came to their senses one after another.

The refugee saw that Zhang Liang had quelled the people's anger with just a few words, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Damn it! How can this guy be so talkative?"

He looked at the people who had originally stood on his side but were now glaring at the people on the stage with angry eyes, and his heart was filled with resentment and helplessness.

Seeing that the advantage was no longer on his side, the refugee did not dare to speak any more.

He knew that he had lost control over the people, and if he continued to provoke them, he would only put himself in an even more dangerous situation.

So he quietly hid himself among the people, trying to avoid Zhang Liang's sight.

However, no matter how well he hid, he could not escape Zhang Liang's eyes.