The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Everyone present knew that Fang Qingyou was the fifth young lady of Fang Xing'an's family, but since Luo Qianmo called her Miss Fang, they naturally couldn't call her Miss Fang the Fifth.

The Minister of Revenue did not finish speaking, but everyone understood his meaning.

Compared to those who are strong and healthy, the elderly, the weak, the disabled, and the young are indeed of almost no value.

“Lord Lei, what you say makes sense, but the environment outside the city is harsh. In terms of survival ability, those who are physically strong will have an easier time surviving, but the old, weak, disabled and young…” Fang Qingyou’s words were also left unfinished, but everyone understood what she meant.

“Miss Fang, I know you are kind-hearted, but we have very limited resources and can only save a limited number of people,” the Minister of Revenue said, spreading his hands helplessly.

Another long-faced man echoed in a deep voice, "Miss Fang, if we could, we would naturally be willing to save all the disaster victims, but as you can see, there are so many of them. How can Lingnan City possibly support so many people!"

For a moment, everyone fell silent. Who to save and who to sacrifice was indeed a cruel question.

Fang Qingyou took in everyone's expressions but was not discouraged: "My lords, what you said is the truth. That's why I said that the follow-up matters of resettling the disaster victims are also very important."

Then, without giving the others a chance to speak, she continued to Luo Qianmo: "Eighth Prince, food is the most important thing for human survival. The main reason why Lingnan City dares not accept refugees from outside is because of the food shortage. It is currently autumn, and although the insect plague is rampant, I think there may still be plenty of food available inside and outside the city. These foods may be enough to sustain these refugees for a while, allowing them to wait for the imperial court's relief grain."

Fang Qingyou didn't blame the others for their doubts. Reality is cruel; given limited resources, most people would choose to save the most valuable person.

However, in her eyes, all lives are equal, and if she could, she would be willing to save all the disaster victims.

These disaster victims have come this far, constantly seeking hope for survival. She couldn't bear to let them despair, and she didn't want them to die.

This time, the first to question Fang Qingyou was still the Minister of Revenue: "Miss Fang, you yourself said it was only a possibility. What if we can't find what you call food to fill our stomachs?"

"So I need to ask the Eighth Prince for permission to leave the city to find food. I have never been to the south before and do not know the plant growth conditions here. Once I investigate, I will be able to determine whether I can find any backup food."

Fang Qingyou felt that the climate of Lingnan City was somewhat similar to that of the Sichuan-Guizhou region she knew, but since she had never been here before, she couldn't be sure if the food here would be the same as she knew.

"So it seems that the methods Miss Fang proposed still need to be verified!" The Minister of Revenue smiled. "However, I didn't expect Miss Fang to be knowledgeable about these things."

Fang Qingyou saw the Minister of Revenue's smile as a forced one, which made her suddenly dislike this Lord Lei.

It wasn't because he questioned her advice, but because he gave her the impression that he wished all the disaster victims would die.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qianmo's sharp eyebrows suddenly twitched.

Fang Qingyou's suggestion was indeed novel and practical, but with the situation outside the city walls so chaotic, how could he feel at ease letting her leave the city?

At this moment, Fang Qingyou's light yet firm voice rang out again: "Eighth Prince, the resettlement of the disaster victims is urgent. I hope you will grant my request."

Luo Qianmo initially wanted to refuse, but when he saw her small hands clenched into fists, with her fingertips turning white, he changed his mind.

If these people question her like this and don't let her prove herself, given her pride and stubbornness, she'll likely harbor resentment for a long time.

Furthermore, she would surely feel powerless to help the disaster victims, and with her kindness and compassion, she would definitely feel very guilty.

Fine, if she wants to go, let her go. I'll just protect her myself.

Therefore, Luo Qianmo nodded slightly and said, "Since Miss Fang is so compassionate towards the disaster victims, I, the prince, will grant your request."

Fang Qingyou was initially very nervous, fearing that Luo Qianmo would not agree to her request. But at this moment, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with undisguised surprise and gratitude.

Seeing the smile on Fang Qingyou's lips, Luo Qianmo felt that his decision just now was absolutely correct.

If he had rejected her just now, he probably wouldn't be seeing such a beautiful smile.

Seeing the change in Fang Qingyou's expression, the Minister of Revenue lowered his eyes, concealing the cold smile in them.

If it were so easy to find food, so many disaster victims wouldn't have gathered in Lingnan City.

Luo Qianmo quickly made arrangements, and the current tasks were to resettle the disaster victims and prepare for the insect infestation.

These matters were the result of discussions among everyone, so no one raised any further objections.

After giving these instructions, everyone left, but Fang Qingyou stayed behind to draw up the design drawings for the outdoor tent.

Fang Qingyou first made a list and asked Luo Qianmo to help her prepare the relevant materials, while she focused on drawing.

Fang Qingyou was in a hurry to leave the city to find food, so she explained the design principles, production principles, and precautions to Xuanhuang, and then went back to her own courtyard to prepare things.

Given the current situation in the south, it's probably not very peaceful outside, and there might be mosquitoes and other insects in the mountains, so she should make more preparations.

When Fang Qingyou had prepared everything and came to ask Luo Qianmo for the city exit token, she saw that Xuanhuang had already set up an outdoor tent. She couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Lord Huang, you are simply amazing!"

Because she often went deep into the mountains with her grandfather to search for medicinal herbs, Fang Qingyou had a strong ability to survive outdoors. However, it usually took her longer to set up a tent than this.

In her opinion, Xuanhuang was simply a genius when it came to practical skills.

Xuanhuang felt a little awkward under Fang Qingyou's admiring gaze: "Miss Fang, you flatter me. I wonder if this is what you mean by an outdoor tent?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyou stepped forward, lifted the tent flap to inspect it, touching and sitting on it. After stepping back out, she couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

She gave Xuanhuang a perfect score of 100 for this handmade tent, and she didn't mind his arrogance at all.

"Lord Huang, you have already mastered the essentials of making outdoor tents!"

Seeing Fang Qingyou and Xuanhuang chatting happily, Luo Qianmo's eyes suddenly darkened.

Are these two completely ignoring his presence? They're actually flirting like this right in front of him!

However, Luo Qianmo's coldness was directed at Xuanhuang. One glance from him made the smile on Xuanhuang's face freeze instantly. Although he didn't understand why his prince was suddenly angry, he could no longer smile.