Transformed into a vicious concubine? Being led by the eldest sister is annoying

It turned out that some wealthy families in the city heard that the victims were entering the city and were worried that their interests would be damaged, so they rushed to the city gate to make trouble.

"Your Highness, we can't let these disaster victims into the city. They will infect us with the disease!" a wealthy man shouted.

Bai Qianqian stepped forward and said, "You have no worries about food and clothing, can you bear to watch these people freeze to death or starve to death?"

The rich people looked at each other, but still refused to give in.

Just at this moment, Bai Jinyan hurried over.

He stood in front of his fourth sister, squinted his eyes and looked at the wealthy businessmen on the opposite side who refused to give in, his eyes full of mockery.

"Are you afraid that the disaster victims will get sick? Are you afraid that the disaster victims will steal your things?"

When she came, she heard what the wealthy businessmen said and her face turned unhappy.

The wealthy businessmen were hit on the spot, but not one of them blushed.

Xie Mochen took one look and waved his hand, "It is not your turn to point fingers at me when I am doing something. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The wealthy businessmen's eyes immediately turned red.

Someone said stubbornly: "Your Majesty, you want to force us to death. If that's the case, we won't donate the grain and money."

As soon as these words were spoken, the wealthy businessmen became excited.

It’s okay to let the disaster victims in, they don’t donate anything.

Bai Qianqian's face looked extremely ugly.

Before she could say anything, Bai Jinyan sneered, "If you don't want to let the disaster victims in, it's okay. Each of you can donate 1,000 kilograms of rice, 1,000 kilograms of flour, and old cotton-padded clothes that your family doesn't want."

"Miss Bai, you are forcing us to do what we want!" Someone took the lead in resisting.

Bai Qianqian immediately shouted angrily: "My elder sister is forcing you to do something against your will. You don't want the disaster victims to enter the city, and you don't want to contribute money or manpower. You are dreaming. Either let the disaster victims enter the city, or you donate as my elder sister asked."

The rich businessmen looked uglier than each other.

But he didn't agree right away.

Instead, they all gathered together to discuss.

After a long while, the wealthy businessmen seemed to have reached some kind of consensus.

A wealthy businessman in the lead stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Bai, Miss Bai, the amount of donations is too much. Let's each take a step back and give 500 kilograms of rice, 500 kilograms of flour, and 100 old cotton clothes. How about that?"

Bai Qianqian was about to retort, but Xie Mochen spoke first: "Eight hundred kilograms of rice, eight hundred kilograms of flour, plus five hundred old cotton clothes, no negotiation."

The wealthy businessmen looked embarrassed and began to discuss among themselves.

Bai Jinyan looked at their hesitation and said, "Everyone, the country is in crisis. If everyone does not lend a helping hand, when will this disaster be over? How can your business be good?"

At this time, a slightly younger wealthy businessman said, "Forget it, let's do as the prince says. I just hope that the prince can guarantee our safety and interests."

Xie Mochen nodded: "As long as you sincerely help me, I will protect you."

The wealthy businessmen then agreed and turned back to prepare supplies.

Bai Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, they agreed. This can help solve some of our urgent needs."

Bai Jinyan patted her hands: "Fourth sister did a great job."

Xie Mochen looked at the victims at the city gate and said, "Let's settle them first, and then see what else is needed."

There is not even a place to stay outside the city.

The first priority is to build the shed.

The victims knelt on the ground one by one and kowtowed to the three men, their eyes red.

Many people shed tears.

Bai Qianqian turned her face away, unable to bear to look any longer.

Xie Mochen waved his hand, "Everyone, get up. I will send people to build shelters for you and bring food over. Please gather the sick people together."

Immediately, victims with pale faces and trembling fear stood up.

Bai Jinyan took a look and knew that the person was suffering from frostbite.

The situation of the victims was very bad; they didn't even have a piece of warm cotton clothing.

Many of them didn’t even have shoes and only wore straw sandals.

Not only was there frostbite on his face, but also on his hands, feet and even the exposed parts of his legs.

Bai Jinyan sighed and looked at Bai Qianqian.

Everyone saw the pain in his eyes.

Moreover, they found that there were very few women and girls among the victims.

This discovery was even more painful.

It turns out that selling girls for food really happened.

At this moment, Bai Qianqian's body was shaking.

She couldn't imagine what kind of life those girls who were sold would have.

Or whether I can survive this winter.

Xie Mochen noticed Bai Qianqian's mood, patted her shoulder gently, and said, "Don't be too sad, let's do the things in front of us first and do our best to help them."

Bai Qianqian bit her lip and nodded.

Soon, the soldiers and some civilians who volunteered to help began to build shelters.

Bai Qianqian and Bai Jinyan took people to prepare medicine and warm clothes.

Just when everyone was busy, a soldier suddenly came to report that several victims were fighting over food.

Xie Mochen frowned and hurried over immediately.

When we arrived at the scene, we saw a few skinny victims fighting with each other, and no one around them could persuade them to stop.

"Stop it, everyone!" Xie Mochen shouted angrily.

The victims then stopped what they were doing and looked at Xie Mochen in horror.

"Why fight?" Xie Mochen asked.

One disaster victim cried, "We are so hungry. Our children haven't eaten for several days."

Xie Mochen's heart softened, and he said, "There will be food, but we can't fight over it like this. Everyone must abide by the rules."

He then ordered more people to distribute the food to ensure that everyone got their fair share.

After all these twists and turns, the shelters were finally built, and food and clothing were distributed to the victims one after another.

However, as night fell, new problems arose.

Due to the large number of people, the shelters were too crowded and some victims developed high fevers.

Bai Qianqian and Bai Jinyan were busy all night taking care of the sick victims.

Xie Mochen was also not idle. He was busy allocating supplies and personnel, while thinking about how to fundamentally solve the plight of the victims.

The next morning, Bai Qianqian and Bai Jinyan were exhausted, but they still forced themselves to continue taking care of the victims.

At this time, officials from the court finally arrived.

"Your Highness, the situation of these disaster victims is so dire, what should we do?" the official asked with a worried look on his face.

Xie Mochen snorted coldly: "Why are you asking me now? What were you doing before? First, evacuate some of the victims to nearby temples and empty houses, and then transfer more supplies from other places."

The official agreed meekly and hurried to make arrangements.

Bai Qianqian looked at the busy crowd, her worries still lingering in her heart: "Prince, this is not a solution. We need to think of a long-term plan."

Xie Mochen nodded: "This king has written to the court, requesting tax reduction and exemption, opening up the granaries, and organizing the victims to save themselves, such as reclaiming wasteland and building water conservancy projects."

Bai Qianqian's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea, but I don't know if the court will agree to it."

"No matter what, we have to give it a try." Xie Mochen looked determined.