"Alright, alright."

Xuan Jing waved his hands impatiently.

"I am not the kind of person who doesn't understand reason. As long as those refugees don't provoke me, I will naturally not do anything to them."

"Besides, there are so many refugees in Hanyang City, and many have died outside, and they all died in the mouths of monsters."

"Even if this prince kills some here, it won't be a big deal."

When Xuan Jing said this, he couldn't help but sneer again.

He just didn't believe it. Even if he let his men go free and kill those refugees, could the number of deaths be more than that of monsters?
When the old lady heard these words, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw that His Highness didn't look like he was going to listen, she simply shut her mouth.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if you think about it. Just as His Highness said, Hanyang City may not be able to hold on for too long.

Who knows how many people will die by then.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, even if some refugees died, they were either starved to death or killed by each other.

Anyway, it won’t be blamed on Your Highness when the time comes.

His Majesty the Emperor Wu would not blame Your Highness for such a thing.

"Your Highness, I will take my leave now."

Xuan Jing waved his hand and raised the picture album in his hand.

"I will call you after I have selected a satisfactory woman."

The old eunuch retreated respectfully.

Xuan Jing was not in a hurry to flip through the album, but thought about what had just happened.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, even if something really happened in Hanyang City, it was Gu Zhencang's problem and had nothing to do with him.

After a while, Xuan Jing folded a page from the talent show album and asked someone to bring the woman in the picture over.

What made him feel slightly satisfied was that there were too many people in Hanyang City who had no food to eat.

Therefore, many women simply sell their bodies in order to survive.

As a result, there were many more good-looking women in the brothel.

In the last two days.

Xuan Jing has been staying in the palace all the time and has to play with several women every day.

Anyway, what he has to do now is to wait for Han Jie to notify him. As long as Han Jie is ready, he can take action against Jun Lintian.

Anyway, he was not in a hurry. As far as he knew, the food supply at the City Lord's Mansion was running out again.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't last more than a few days.

When the soldiers have no strength to resist the monsters, Hanyang City will be breached.

And that would be the time for him and Han Jie to deal with Jun Lintian.

This morning.

Xuan Jing asked someone to send back the women who stayed in the palace last night, and then he started flipping through the album.

After selecting a few women, he began to wait.

However, not long after the album was delivered, the eunuch rushed in.

"So fast?" Xuan Jing's eyes lit up involuntarily.

He couldn't help but licking his lips. In the past few days, he had spent all his energy on women.

Once the door of desire is opened, it is difficult to close it again.

So now his mind is full of women.

However, the eunuch shook his head with a hint of nervousness on his face.

"Your Highness, Hanyang City Lord Gu Zhencang is outside asking for a meeting." "Gu Zhencang?" Xuan Jing frowned when he heard the name.

"Why is he here? Tell him to get lost. This prince has no time to see him."

The eunuch had a look of embarrassment on his face.

Gu Zhencang is not just the mayor of Hanyang City, he is also a quasi-emperor cultivator.

Your Highness's order to get out is really too disrespectful.

Besides, Gu Zhencang's spiritual sense can cover from the front to the back, so he might be able to hear what His Highness said.

"Your Highness, the Lord of the Ancient City has said that he must see Your Highness today. If Your Highness does not want to see him, he will not leave."

The eunuch advised: "No matter what, the ancient city lord is still a quasi-emperor cultivator, and we can't drive him away..."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Jing couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

No matter what, Gu Zhencang is a powerful man with a high level of cultivation. How could he do such a shameless thing?
He could only frown and ask, "What does he want to do by coming to see me?"

"This prince is busy. If there is nothing important, ask him to come back in the evening."

The eunuch replied, "This... the ancient city lord did not say, but judging from his appearance, he should want to come here to borrow food."

"Your Highness, it will probably take a while for those girls to arrive. Why don't you go out and meet him?"

"Oh, it's so annoying." Xuan Jing had no choice but to let the old eunuch help him dress.

Gu Zhencang was already waiting in the reception room.

But he waited for a long time and didn't see Xuan Jing. About half an hour later, he saw Xuan Jing coming out reluctantly.

This attitude also made Gu Zhencang very unhappy.

"Your Highness really kept this city lord waiting." He spoke in a gloomy tone.

Xuan Jing twitched his lips and said impatiently, "What on earth do you want, Lord Gu, to come to me? Just say it directly."

When Gu Zhencang heard Xuan Jing talking to him like this, he felt very annoyed for a moment.

But for the sake of the people in Hanyang City, he could only say in a deep voice: "This city lord wants to borrow some food from His Highness."

"Your Highness also knows that the City Lord's Mansion has run out of food. There are so many refugees outside who are starving. Can Your Highness tolerate this?"

Xuan Jing rolled his eyes and said, "Does City Lord Gu think that there is a lot of food in this prince's palace?"

"Even that little food is not enough to feed 500 people, but how many refugees are there in Hanyang City? At least 30,000..."

Gu Zhencang interrupted Xuan Jing directly: "No matter how much food, we just need to keep the refugees alive."

Then, there was a hint of threat in his words.

"This city lord will only borrow it from Your Highness this time. Your Highness, please decide whether to give it to me or not!"

When Xuan Jing heard this, his eyes widened instantly, and his eyes were full of anger.

"You dare to threaten this prince?"

"How dare this city lord threaten Your Highness?" Gu Zhencang sneered and said, "Now the refugees outside are saying that all the families and official families in Hanyang City have contributed food, but Your Highness's palace has not contributed a single grain of rice."

"Your Highness, do you know that the refugees outside have already started making trouble?"

"If it weren't for this city lord helping you to suppress them, I'm afraid there would have been thousands of refugees trying to rush into your palace last night!"

Even Gu Zhencang didn't know that it was actually Jun Lintian's people outside who were guiding public opinion.

But now he has a headache from all kinds of things, so he doesn't have time to think about these things.

"you!"

Xuan Jing looked unhappy. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the old eunuch next to him winking at him.

"Well, I'll give you the extra food, okay?" (End of this chapter)

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