Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 441
"how can that be?"

Lowering his eyes, Zhifu's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Yesterday he had already agreed with the bandit leader that he would take advantage of the soldiers' unpreparedness at night to rob them of their food.

Early this morning, they sent someone to tell him that the matter had been settled.

But what is the situation now, why is there still a team delivering relief food?

Seeing the magistrate's doubts, the county magistrate knew that Bai Jinchu's plan must have succeeded.

He quickly stood up and came to the prefect's side: "My lord, didn't you just say that they had already succeeded, why now..."

The county magistrate was very knowledgeable and didn't make his words too clear.

Hearing his voice, the magistrate raised his head, and his eyes were full of doubts.

"Go, go out and see!"

After saying a word, Zhifu walked out of the front hall quickly.

The county magistrate also wants to go out to see a good show, and quickly catch up with the magistrate.

When he came to the vermilion lacquered gate, the magistrate saw the carts of grain and grass at a glance.

He frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the soldiers transporting food and grass, and forced a smile: "Oh, soldiers, this is..."

"You are the magistrate here!" The leading soldier looked at the magistrate and said loudly: "This is the relief food that the emperor ordered me to send. Please count it, magistrate."

As the words "disaster relief food" fell, the people around were even more excited.

They turned to look at each other, their eyes filled with faint tears.

"Great, Chaotang finally thought of us."

"Yes, we are saved, we have food!"

"Your Majesty is truly a generation of Mingjun, thank you for your life-saving kindness."

The voices of the people fell into the ears of the magistrate, which made him very unhappy.

He turned his head and glanced at the people around him, and they all shut their mouths when they met his gaze.

Seeing the truckloads of relief food, they were so happy for a moment that they forgot the existence of the magistrate.

These soldiers who deliver the relief food will leave after delivering the food.

At that time, the magistrate was unwilling to open a warehouse to release food, and they still had to starve to death.

As long as the prefect stays in this small town for a day, they will have no peace for a day.

Even if the emperor brought relief food every day, they would not be able to get a grain of rice from the magistrate.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the people immediately dimmed again.

Satisfied, the magistrate withdrew his gaze from them, and turned to look at the leading soldier: "Since it is the relief food sent by the court, there is no need to count it."

"The procedures that should be followed still need to be followed."

Ignoring the prefect's politeness, the leading soldier turned his head and glanced at his companions behind him.

The companion immediately stepped forward and opened a burlap bag containing rice.

As he opened the burlap bag, some white rice spilled out of the burlap bag.

When the common people saw the white rice, their hearts felt even more dull.

"It's all rice grain, it's all high-quality rice."

"Hey, it's a pity that these rice grains will only be shared by the magistrate and those bandits in the end. We ordinary people can only take a look at it from a distance."

Amid the sighs of the people, the soldier sealed the sack again.

The leading soldier turned his head to look at the magistrate, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Master Zhifu, we have already delivered the rice grain, please send some people to collect the relief grain into the granary."

(End of this chapter)