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215 Warning 1

Of course they are letting make trouble.

The more you make a fuss, the weaker the national strength of Miaohan Kingdom will be.

They had a year of civil strife, and they would not have the ability to compete with Mingxia Kingdom in those five years.

If they can last longer, they will naturally be happy.

Mr. Lin lost a large amount of food, so he naturally felt distressed. It is said that he had a serious illness.

But at this time, his master wrote.

The Seventh Prince had the ability to gain a foothold in the court, so he naturally had no need for financial support.

And the merchants standing behind him are not one or two.

Of course, the closest one to him should be this Mr. Lin.

"The master told me to send some food, but the grain warehouse was empty. What should I give him food?"

Mr. Lin's face turned green with anger.

He is not a fool, so he naturally understands what the seventh prince’s food is used for.

The imperial court had never had enough food, but he still asked him for food and money every now and then.

If he said he did not raise private soldiers, he would probably not believe it himself.

In desperation, Mr. Lin had to pay out his own pocket to buy a few trucks of food and send it to him.

Of course, after sending it over, not only did it go down, but it also brought a scolding to myself.

There is nothing else, it just depends on how little food he sent.

In a word, I think this supporter is not powerful!

Mr. Lin is suffering.

He wanted to say that his granary was stolen.

But who can steal the ground so clean?

Unintentionally, I thought of the previous rumors.

Last year, I heard that several grain stolen by the Zhong family were stolen, and the stolen land was very clean and not a single grain of food was left behind. At that time, he thought it was a joke.

Now it seems that most of them are real.

But how did the other party steal so much food, and it stole it without disturbing anyone?

This is not very reasonable.

Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Lin scared himself first.

Feng Wuyao had a dispute with the Lin family. If anything Duan Liu was missing, Feng Wuyao would attack the Lin family directly.

If the Lin family does not have it, they will start to make money from the Lin family.

In short, it made the Lin family panic, and always felt that they were living under the surveillance of others.

Everything is going well, and the smiles on the faces of the people in Yuzhou City are getting more and more.

April was coming in a blink of an eye, and Feng Wuyao came to see Qin Zicheng with a serious look on his face.

"But what happened?"

Qin Zicheng knew that Feng Wuye’s ability was not so anxious and serious unless it was a huge matter.

"I calculated that some places will encounter disasters."

Qin Zicheng's face also became solemn, "Flood disaster?"

Feng Wuyao nodded, "The flood season is about to begin. Be careful in places with lots of rainfall in the country tomorrow and along the rivers. Especially for the dams that have been built, it is best to make sure that there is no problem."

Qin Zicheng was a little embarrassed.

Although he is a prince, it does not mean that he has a say in everything.

Especially when it comes to river embankment, the imperial court sends special personnel to take charge every year.

If this matter is reported and if something really happens, then he will be considered a meritorious report, but if nothing happens...

"Don't you believe me?" Feng Wuyao saw his hesitation and asked coldly.
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