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Upon hearing the words "Zhengbei General" and "Fourth Prince," the county magistrate trembled in shock, nearly losing his balance and falling from the city wall. It was well known that this Fourth Prince was one of the most favored sons of the current Emperor, who had personally led a large army to the northern front. The sudden appearance of such a figure in this place was truly astonishing.
The county magistrate inwardly lamented his misfortune, realizing he had gotten himself into serious trouble. However, with the situation pressing, he had no time to dwell on it. He hurriedly scrambled down from the city wall and instructed his subordinates to swiftly open the city gates to welcome the Fourth Prince.
As Lin Feng rode into the city, his expression darkened as he glared at the county magistrate. "You bold county magistrate!" he thundered. "There are so many refugees gathered outside the city, suffering from hunger and cold. As a local official, how can you turn a blind eye to their plight? Do you really intend to watch these innocent people starve or freeze to death?"
"I dare not," the county magistrate stammered, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
"You dare not? Hmph! You've already done it, and you still have the audacity to say you don't?" Lin Feng's eyes widened in fury, his voice booming like thunder in the magistrate's ears.
Lin Feng had no desire to waste words with such a mediocre official. He immediately commanded, "Hurry and have your people properly settle those displaced citizens outside the city. I give you half a day; if there are any mistakes, you will bear the consequences!"
Hearing this, the county magistrate trembled in fear, not daring to hesitate for even a moment. He quickly gathered his subordinates and rushed out of the city.
Before long, makeshift porridge stalls began to be set up outside the city. Lin Feng stood high above, coldly observing the bustling crowd below and those ragged, emaciated citizens. A cold snort escaped him: "You worthless official! You clearly have the means to help these refugees but choose to ignore their suffering—how utterly heartless!"
Just then, Lin Feng noticed something was amiss. The citizens who should have been eagerly flocking to the porridge stalls appeared hesitant, their eyes betraying fear and confusion.
Furrowing his brow in thought, Lin Feng instructed a nearby guard, "Go fetch that county magistrate!"
Before long, the county magistrate hurriedly approached Lin Feng, bowing deeply. "Fourth Prince, I am at your service. What orders do you have for me?"
Lin Feng opened his mouth to speak but paused abruptly. His piercing gaze fixed on the county magistrate as he coldly asked, "You better give me a reasonable explanation; otherwise—"
He deliberately trailed off at this point, leaving an unspoken threat hanging in the air like a sword poised over the magistrate's head, causing him to tremble with fear.
"Fourth Prince, I know my crime. Please, spare me your anger!" The county magistrate fell to his knees with a thud, repeatedly bowing his head in supplication.
Although Lin Feng wanted nothing more than to execute him, there was no suitable replacement at the moment.
Before him, the scene unfolded as the townspeople formed a long line, each holding a steaming bowl of porridge, their faces radiating satisfaction and gratitude.
Seeing this, Lin Feng finally felt a slight easing of the tension that had been weighing on his heart.
However, news from the frontlines came like a death knell, constantly reminding him that time was of the essence and that he could not afford any delays.
Without hesitation, Lin Feng made a decisive choice. He dispatched several trusted aides, armed with his orders, to ride swiftly to the surrounding counties.
He instructed them to convey the method of distributing porridge to aid the people to the magistrates of each county and urged them to implement it as soon as possible to ensure that more refugees could be properly accommodated.
Lin Feng understood that in order to thoroughly resolve the current crisis, every second counted.
Thus, he urged his subordinates to expedite their work while anxiously awaiting news from the other counties.
Time ticked by, and before long, half a day had passed.
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