The prince is very cruel

From then on, the biggest chaos in the Central Plains since the establishment of the Wu Dynasty broke out completely. There was chaos and war, people fled, and children starved to death in the wilderness. It was so miserable!

The only place that could remain relatively calm was Shu.

Guanning did not participate in any power struggles. In addition, Shu was naturally dangerous, and it gave outsiders the stereotype that it was poor and there was nothing worth occupying, so the rebel forces almost didn't even look at it.

This brought relative peace to Shu, but it was only relative.

Under Guan Ning's instructions, the Huangye Chamber of Commerce joined forces with Bashan to take in tens of thousands of refugees, and set up thousands of porridge stalls alone.

It was early April.

Once the news of relief efforts in Shu spread, more and more refugees flocked in. According to Nie Nan's incomplete statistics, the number was almost over 100,000.

This number far exceeds the tolerance range set at the beginning, but the refugees are about to starve to death at the gate of Shu. It is impossible not to save them. This is not Guan Ning's style.

So he began to call on the people of the entire Shu area to tighten their belts and save the people. It is better for everyone to eat less than for a few people to starve to death.

But doing this is still a drop in the bucket!

The grain reserves in Bashan are not much. Because of the Central Plains War, many channels of the Huangye Chamber of Commerce have been cut off. Even if they pay a high price on the black market, the grain they can buy is very little.

During war, no matter how many banknotes you have, you cannot buy a pound of rice. This has been an unchanging truth since ancient times.

As a result, a huge problem was placed before Guan Ning, that is, food shortage!

If we don't rescue them, those displaced people will starve to death. If we rescue them, we will have to use up our last reserves, which are reserved for the 30,000 dragon riders.

After the meal, the entire Shu area will become difficult to maintain.

On a high mountain in Liu Town, Guan Ning looked down with a solemn gaze. The dense refugees were like a swarm of insects, with no end in sight.

Smoke from cooking fires rose up and children cried for food. This was the first time in Guan Ning's two lifetimes that he had seen so many refugees!

"I understand. You guys go back and do your own things."

"I promise you, I won't let anyone in Shu starve to death." Guan Ning's stubble grew darker, and he became more and more charming like a mature man. He hadn't slept well for a long time because of the food issue. Lou Xinyue and other women had told him several times not to work so hard.

Upon hearing this, the leaders of the nine tribes in Bashan looked ashamed.

"Lord, I know we shouldn't say this to you. After all, it's your support that allows Bashan to have enough food and clothes."

"We don't want the elderly, the weak, women, and children to starve to death, but...if we continue like this, not only will we fail to save lives, but we'll also be dragged down with it."

"Please be lenient, my lord!"

Nine people knelt down.

"What are you doing?" Nie Nan rushed over and roared. It was obvious that he was also very tired. Receiving those refugees every day had kept him awake all night.

"Who asked you to talk about this? Without the lord, would we be where we are today?" he asked angrily.

Upon seeing this, the nine people's faces changed drastically and they felt extremely guilty, because they had already mentioned this matter to Nie Nan, but were severely rejected. They had no choice but to find Guan Ning to talk and wanted to suspend part of the relief.

Guan Ning quickly came to the middle and blocked Nie Nan's questioning.

"Brother Nie, calm down."

"It's not their fault."

Nie Nan was still furious, glaring at the nine people: "You bunch of bastards, don't forget who gave Bashan what it has now, don't forget the ancestral teachings of Bashan!"

"..."

He scolded the nine people so harshly that they were embarrassed, their faces flushed, and they were too embarrassed to speak.

Guan Ning smiled bitterly and stopped him again: "Brother Nie, calm down."

"They're right. Saving others is a good thing, but dragging yourself down with it is not a wise move. A saint won't survive that."

"The top priority is to find a solution as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Nie Nan took deep breaths and gradually calmed down, but he was still very dissatisfied with the nine men under him.