I get stronger every day I live.

Chapter 40 Porridge Sand
The competition was in full swing in Beijiang City.

Under the dual temptation of the title of the youngest warrior in Beijiang City and the position of a centurion, countless young warriors under the age of 30 in Beijiang City signed up enthusiastically.

In less than a day, the number of people who signed up exceeded one hundred.

There are unknown people, chivalrous men who want to become famous, and soldiers who defend the border.

Most of them are ninth-grade warriors, with a few eighth-grade warriors and even some seventh-grade great warriors.

For a moment, almost the entire Beijiang City was immersed in a lively atmosphere, and everyone was looking forward to and curious about the birth of Beijiang City’s first young warrior.

As for the core figure of this incident - Lai Yang.

He did not need to participate in the middle part of the competition, he only needed to appear at the end to face the champion of the competition, so he almost never showed up throughout the whole process, and everything was handled by the King Wu's Palace.

Lord Mo did not miss this opportunity. On the surface, he ordered people to make great preparations for the martial arts competition to conceal his true intentions, but secretly he was accumulating strength for rebellion. He mobilized the personal connections he had built up over the years to reach cooperative relationships with several surrounding cities, forming an alliance to protect each other.

In this way, even if the Great Yan Dynasty wanted to send a large army to suppress their Beijiang City, it would not be so easy.

At the same time, Lord Mo secretly asked his confidant to deliver a letter to another king of a different surname who was pretending to be crazy.

As for the contents of the letters, most of them are simple greetings, with some hidden code words.

When Lord Mo saw the reply from another king of a different surname.

Lord Mo was very happy because he knew that the other party agreed to his plan.

It seemed like there was nothing written in the other party's letter, but it also seemed like there was everything written in it.

The only two remaining kings of different surnames in the Great Yan Dynasty shared the same hatred and raised the banner of rebellion.

They had no choice. If they rebelled, they might survive, but if they didn't, they would die.

If the king wants his subject to die, the subject can also serve the king!

Ten days later, the Beijiang City martial arts competition entered its final stage, and Lord Mo lifted the order to seal off the city.

Unknowingly, more and more people from the underworld flocked to Beijiang City, some wanting to join the army and fight for a rich future, while others wanted to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits. It was a mixed crowd.

As a result, the number of patrol guards in Beijiang City increased several times.

Seeing this situation, almost everyone has more or less realized that the world is going to be in chaos.

The days of stability and peace will never return.

Noticing the changes and anomalies in Beijiang City, Lai Yang's mood also became a little heavy.

The champion of the Beijiang City martial arts competition was a seventh-rank martial artist in the army. In the end, he was defeated cleanly by Lai Yang without even being able to withstand a single move, but Lord Mo still made him a centurion.

Lai Yang proved his powerful strength to everyone. From then on, no one in Beijiang City dared to cause trouble for Lai Yang. At most, they talked about him behind his back. Lai Yang also took this opportunity to tell Mo Ruyan his true identity and name.

Lord Mo took this opportunity to complete many arrangements, not only boosting the morale of Beijiang City, but also gaining a powerful centurion vanguard, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

The snow in Beijiang City is getting heavier and heavier.

The sky and the earth were covered in white, and everything was white as far as the eye could see. The wind was so cold that it made people feel bitingly cold.

More and more hungry and cold people appeared near Beijiang City. They huddled in the corners, shivering, huddled together for warmth, and begged for a living.

"This winter is much colder than in previous years. I wonder how many more people will freeze to death."

Mo Ruyan looked toward the city gate, a look of compassion on her beautiful face. Lai Yang sighed softly, unable to help but sigh, "When a country prospers, the people suffer; when it perishes, the people suffer."

"When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer." Mo Ruyan was slightly stunned.

She discovered that occasionally some amazing verses would come out of the other person's mouth.

Prosperity, people suffer; death, people suffer.

Isn't that exactly the case?

"This heavy snow may last for a long time. People have already frozen to death in the city. If it continues like this, many more people will probably die." Mo Ruyan said softly.

"What do you want to do?"

Lai Yang noticed Mo Ruyan's intention and asked lightly.

"I plan to distribute porridge at the city gate once a day starting from tomorrow. Although I have done this every year in the past, for some reason the effect is always minimal. Every year there are still a large number of people who freeze to death or starve to death. Alas..." Mo Ruyan said with a distressed and bored look on her face.

Hearing this, Lai Yang pondered for a moment and then asked, "Ruyan, how do you distribute porridge?"

"What else can we do? Let's set up a big pot at the city gate, and then have people carry the cooked rice porridge over and distribute it to the hungry people in the city. Isn't that what we do?"

Mo Ruyan turned around and looked at Lai Yang, not understanding why he suddenly asked this question.

"Did you mix sand into the rice porridge?"

"What did you say? Mixing sand into rice porridge? How can people still eat it?"

Hearing this, Mo Ruyan's pretty face changed, and she was shocked by Lai Yang's idea.

She didn't expect that Lai Yang would think of mixing sand into the rice porridge for disaster relief. If she didn't know what kind of person he was, she would probably have been furious by now.

Even so, her expression was not very good. She couldn't understand why Lai Yang did this.

"Why can't they eat? Haven't you ever reflected on why your porridge distribution in the past always had so little effect? ​​Have you ever considered that the people who come to drink the porridge might not only be those who are starving to death, but also those in the city who clearly have surplus food but still want to take advantage? If there are too many people like that, how can those who truly need help get it? They will just continue to starve to death."

"People who are truly starving will eat anything edible, including Guanyin soil, tree bark, and tree roots. They'll even eat stones, let alone sand mixed into their porridge, as long as it keeps them alive. But it's different for those who are taking advantage. They still have food at home, and most of them absolutely cannot eat porridge mixed with sand. This way, they won't waste food and will help those who truly need help. Simply warning and prohibiting them will have no effect."

"If you listen to me, then do as I say. This will at least save a few lives in the city."

In an instant, Mo Ruyan felt that all her three views were challenged. She had never thought that there was such a method.

If you think about it carefully, what he said does make sense.

It turned out that the relief food distributed by their Wuwang Mansion was eaten by people who did not need relief, while those who really needed relief got less, so so many people would starve to death in Beijiang City every year.

As soon as she thought of this, anger appeared on Mo Ruyan's face.

She suddenly felt like she had been deceived.

"Providing porridge to disaster relief requires careful methods. If you use the right methods, the same amount of food can save more people."

"Listen to me, when making porridge, add one dou of rice and half a jin of sand, and cook them together."

"Also, if anyone is found taking advantage of the situation and attempting to falsely claim relief food, kill them!"

"If conditions permit, you can also arrange some work for them. The wages can be slightly lower, or they can be settled in grain. Isn't your father planning to do something big? I believe that if they have a way to make a living, they will be very happy to work for the Wuwang Mansion."

(End of this chapter)