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Lin Feng pondered for a moment, calculating in his mind. After a while, he concluded that there was still ample time. After all, the journey from Wu City would normally take about four days.
With this thought, Lin Feng turned to the attendant beside him and asked, "What is the current status of the food supply convoy?"
The attendant quickly bowed and replied, "Reporting to the Fourth Prince, according to the latest news, the convoy is expected to arrive within three days."
Lin Feng nodded and said, "We need to send someone to check on the progress of the convoy and report back at all times!"
After respectfully bowing to Lin Feng, the attendant turned and hurriedly made his way toward the direction of the food supply convoy.
At this time, under the personal guidance of the County Magistrate, Lin Feng entered the County Magistrate's Yamen and was properly assigned to one of the rooms for accommodation. The ten or so attendants who had come with Lin Feng were placed in a simpler room not far from where Lin Feng was staying.
Once everyone was settled in, Lin Feng took a moment to rest before stepping out of the Yamen. The sky had gradually darkened, and night was about to envelop the city. Fortunately, most of the snow on the roads had been cleared away, allowing people to move about with relative ease.
Standing on the street corner, Lin Feng's gaze slowly swept over those huddled in corners, dressed in thin clothing. He saw them shivering from the cold, tightly hugging themselves in an attempt to ward off the chill.
Seeing this scene, Lin Feng couldn't help but think: This situation cannot continue. Although these people are temporarily homeless, they are capable individuals; how can they just sit here all day relying on two meager meals of porridge?
With this thought in mind, Lin Feng immediately decided to change this status quo. He promptly summoned the County Magistrate and straightforwardly said, "Governor, I believe we cannot allow these people to continue suffering here without purpose. We should organize them; either let them help clear away the remaining snow or involve them in housing construction. What do you think?"
The County Magistrate furrowed his brow slightly in contemplation after hearing this. He then nodded in agreement with Lin Feng's suggestion and replied, "Young Master Lin is absolutely right. I will start making arrangements immediately!"
With that, the County Magistrate turned and left to quickly deploy relevant measures.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting a faint glow that illuminated the streets and alleys of this ancient city. At this time, Lin Feng sat quietly outside the Yamen in simple clothing, lining up with many others. Despite being a prince, he carried himself without any airs, resembling an ordinary commoner.
The people around were either whispering about the trivialities of life or remaining silent with worried expressions, while Lin Feng quietly waited for the line to move slowly forward.
At that moment, the County Magistrate approached from a distance. When his gaze inadvertently swept over Lin Feng, he instantly froze, his mouth agape as if his jaw might drop to the ground. He rubbed his eyes, struggling to believe what he was seeing, and wondered to himself if he was mistaken or simply seeing things.
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