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A few of the small restaurants took note of Wen Linan's words and started a conversation, "Did the officials come over from Jinzhou City and cause a famine there? "There are people causing trouble here in the Imperial City."

The brothel was a good place to collect information since the ancient times, so it wasn't surprising that the small pavilion inside the brothel knew some of the happenings in the outer city.

Shuiqin and the others seemed to have been provoked, thinking about how those famines had caused a ruckus in the imperial city, and how they had been wronged by the officials. However, the people who came to the Dream Room described it so vividly that it made them laugh.

Shuiqin looked at Wen Linan and said with a smile, "Isn't that so? Young master, do you know the name of that kind person over there? Since he could not do anything, a lot of people had squeezed into this area, clamoring about what they should do in order to return justice to Jinzhou City. However, the servants did not know what was wrong, so after a while, those people were comforted by someone and left the Imperial City. "But since it hasn't reached the Overlord, what a pity." After saying so, he shook his head. If the emperor knew about this, not only would corrupt officials be searched, the benevolent men who were usually 'doing good deeds' would also have to be inspected by the soldiers before they were willing to let them go.

"What are you up to?" Wen Linan smiled and tapped the harp twice on the head with his fan, saying, "It was that person who bumped into that Jiang or whatever. That's why I came over there."

"Then is young master going to the Imperial Palace to report about the matter of the monarch?" A smarter looking little restaurant asked with its eyes shining.

He was a newbie in a small restaurant here. He used to live in Jinzhou City, and the constant drought in his house had left his family unable to keep up. As a "Ping'er", he did not have much energy to speak about and could only waste a mouthful of food at home. That was why he had no choice but to leave his hometown and come to the Imperial City without telling his family. When he settled down in the Imperial City and sent a letter to his home, he found out that his entire family had been poisoned to death and that they could not find the cause of their deaths. At home, only when their corpses started to stink, were their neighbors able to find them, but no one was willing to go in and clean them up. He could no longer go back. There was no one there he remembered.

Thus, when he heard about the appearance of the hypocritical man in Jin Zhou City and that he had sent out the mildewed porridge, he had an explanation for everything. He was in the library waiting for the officials to bring news that the emperor had dealt with the hypocrite, but there was still no news of him! Apart from the search of the officials, there was no news regarding the relief of the famine outside the capital city.

He shook his head, unable to help even if he wanted to. This time, he did not go to Mo Gu Han for this trivial matter, so he could only comfort him, "Don't worry, little gongzi. When I left, that head of the Jiang family had already given him the punishment he deserved.

The small pavilion heard his words and relaxed. Although he was unable to take revenge, those who died could not be revived. As long as that hypocrites Jiang did not harm the other victims, it was fine.

Shui Qin seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "I'm afraid the country is going to fall into chaos. There's no famine at all. I'm only praying that we don't suffer too much."

Death, the suffering of the people. The people suffered.

It was not that Shuiqin was worried about the country as a lowly citizen, but he had heard a few ministers discussing 'peace, city, capital, west gate' while playing behind the curtain a few days ago. Thinking about it, over the years, the country seemed peaceful and peaceful, but war was about to happen.