Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1310 Your Highness, Ninth Prince, are you pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
Fan Zhizhou was not alarmed by Liu Yao's sudden rage.

He always looked frightened on the surface, but in the final analysis, he was not afraid of Liu Yao.

After decades of ups and downs in officialdom, he had already figured out the rules of survival.

After all, he would not like an imperial envoy like Liu Yao who had the status of a prince but no strength.

But he didn't leave any excuses on the surface, and respectfully picked up the official document and read it.

Liu Yao's eyes fell on him, and his voice was filled with anger: "This king appreciates your talents. At least you have managed Licheng and its towns in an orderly manner."

"I have kindly asked officials from all over the country to follow your example and to deal with post-disaster issues according to your standards. Why are they both complaining so much?"

"Look, look, it's all a bunch of excuses! Not a single official made me worry! They told me it couldn't be done before it even started! What do they do for food?!"

Previously, in order to stimulate conflicts in Jiangbei, Liu Yao made Fan Zhizhou a role model and asked counties to follow suit, hoping to achieve Fan Zhizhou's governance effect.

From the beginning, he knew how counties would react.

It is reasonable to receive these official documents.

The counties did not express any dissatisfaction with Fan Zhizhou. They only explained the situation tactfully and firmly stated that according to the conditions of each county, they could not meet the requirements at all.

Liu Yao naturally knew in his heart that the counties would never offend Fan Zhizhou openly, but his dissatisfaction must have accumulated in his heart.

The effect has been achieved and he has no reason to be angry.

So the rage at the moment was just an act.

Seeing Liu Yao so angry, Fan Zhizhou spoke to console him:
"Your Highness calmed down. It must be that officials from various places have been under long-term disaster relief pressure and can no longer withstand greater pressure, so they reacted like this."

From Fan Zhizhou's point of view, he originally suspected that Liu Yao was trying to make him isolated and helpless, but now his doubts were dispelled a lot, and he felt vaguely in his heart that Liu Yao was stupid after all.

Otherwise, how could there be so much anger over official documents from various places?

He was always afraid of Bai Mingwei.

But at this time, Bai Mingwei was not there.

His respect for Liu Yao was even more superficial.

Liu Yao chuckled: "So, Fan Zhizhou, do you think my king's reasonable demands and my painstaking care for the victims are a pressure on them?!"

Fan Zhizhou quickly explained: "That's not what I meant."

Liu Yao raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you mean?! Tell me!"

Fan Zhizhou explained: "Reporting to His Highness, what I want to say is that officials in various places are under great pressure for a long time, so they are unable to judge His Highness's good intentions. I think His Highness's measures are just to make them more miserable."

"It is understandable that His Highness is angry, but you must not hurt your body because of it. Please give them some time, and when they recover, they will understand His Highness's painstaking efforts."

After hearing this, Liu Yao suppressed his anger.

He swept away the official documents and then stood up:

"Both of them are careless and only add trouble to me. That's all. In consideration of their hard work, I won't care about them for the time being!"

After saying that, Liu Yao walked out without looking back.

Fan Zhizhou quickly followed: "Your Highness, where are you going? Is there anywhere I can help you?"

Liu Yao said: "Since things in various places cannot be rushed, I should also put my mind on other aspects. Today/I will try the first trial of the seven officials awaiting trial!"

When Fan Zhizhou heard this, he told Liu Yao: "Your Highness, the dungeon is dank and dirty. Your Highness wants to interrogate them. Please go to the lobby and wait. I will go and bring them up right away."

Liu Yao flatly refused: "No, today is not a formal trial. I will go to meet them first."

"Yes, Your Highness." Fan Zhizhou didn't say much and followed Liu Yao, and the two of them headed to the dungeon together.

Bowing through the low and narrow passage, a cold stench hit my face.

The extreme cold made the hairs all over his body stand up.

Liu Yao couldn't help but hugged his arms.

The jailer diligently led the way for the two of them.

Go through the twists and turns of the passage and reach the deepest part of the cell, where serious criminals are held.

Seven officials awaiting trial were locked inside.

The cells where these seven officials were imprisoned were deliberately transformed under Liu Yao's instructions into the environment seen in many places in Jiangbei after the disaster.

When they arrived, an even colder stench lingered in the air. The darkness and turbidity blended together, cocooning everyone like an invisible barrier.

The lights hanging on the wall seemed to be dimmed a lot, which made people's eyes hurt.

The jailer yelled loudly: "His Royal Highness Ninth is here! Why don't you get up and pay homage!"

After a moment of silence, there was only the faint sound of iron chains.

The detained officials did not move at all.

The jailer stabbed the person in the cell randomly with a stick, and the response was a weak moan.

The jailer handed over to Liu Yao: "Your Highness, they seem to be dying. They can't get up to pay tribute to Your Highness."

Liu Yao glanced at the cell. There were still bowls and chopsticks in the corner, and the porridge made from bark and grass roots had not been touched at all.

The imprisoned officials lay motionless in the filthy mud.

He lifted up his clothes, sat down on the chair where the jailer usually punched and drank, and asked: "How many days have you been hungry, and how many adults are still picky about their meals?"

The jailer reported everything: "When they were first brought in, the adults were still struggling to get up, but after seeing the food that Your Highness had carefully prepared, they all lay down again."

Liu Yao heard this and said softly: "That's because he is not hungry enough. If he is hungry for two more days, not to mention the turf tree roots, even the wriggling earthworms will be put into his mouth without hesitation."

The jailer did not dare to say anything.

Fan Zhizhou on the side asked: "Your Highness, which one are you going to interrogate first? I will ask the jailer to bring it to you right now."

Liu Yao looked sideways at Fan Zhizhou and asked with a half-smile, "Master Fan, do you think there is a need for a trial today?"

Under the dim light, there was a glimmer of light in Liu Yao's eyes.

Fan Zhizhou was stunned and felt a creepy feeling of being seen through his soul.

He shuddered.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, Liu Yao had already turned away.

He just thought it was an illusion, and then asked Liu Yao: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Liu Yao chuckled: "Look at them, they have been hungry for several days, but they don't care about the food they are given."

"Either they are convinced that they cannot die at all; or they feel that they are doomed anyway and simply give up on survival."

Having said this, Liu Yao's eyes fell on Fan Zhizhou again, with a thoughtful and inquiring tone:

"If it's the former, then there must be someone behind them, and only with support can they feel confident; if it's the latter, they must have been manipulated and threatened. The only way to survive is to die."

"Whether it's the former or the latter, their hearts are not generally resolute. Lord Fan thinks that there is still a need for a trial today? Even if it takes time and effort to trial, will anything important be found out?"

When Fan Zhizhou heard this, he quickly raised his hands and said, "Your Highness, your Majesty has made the final decision."

Liu Yao smiled and suddenly asked: "Master Fan, could it be that when you were arresting them, you tampered with them and told them to do what you wanted, so that's why they have such an attitude?"

Fan Zhizhou was startled and immediately defended: "Your Highness has a clear warning, but I definitely don't."

Liu Yao stood up and patted Fan Zhizhou on the shoulder: "I am joking, I think I scared you. Don't show this expression next time, otherwise it will make people think that you are guilty of committing a crime, Mr. Fan."

Without waiting for Fan Zhizhou's reaction, Liu Yao turned around and walked out, leaving only one order: "Remove the bowls and chopsticks. From now on, the same meal will be sent in once every day, and we will leave after a quarter of an hour."

Fan Zhizhou looked at Liu Yao's back, and Liu Yao's expression just now flashed through his mind.

Your Majesty the Ninth Prince, are you pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
Is he really stupid, or just pretending to be stupid?

He wasn't sure!
Unconsciously, a sudden chill ran down my back.

And this reaction also made him narrow his eyes.

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

When Liu Yao walked out of the cell, it was past afternoon.

A young garrison general strode towards him and knelt down with a bang: "Your Highness, Mr. Bai has made a major discovery."

Liu Yao looked at Fan Zhizhou who was following behind him and showed a smile.

This smile was the same as the one just now, but it contained more information.

An unknown premonition surged in Fan Zhizhou's heart.

(End of this chapter)