My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 113 Unwilling
Xin Nian carefully examined the clothes and appearance of the women and determined that they were not ladies or young ladies from wealthy families, but rather maids or servants.

When Liu Huo and his men failed to drive them away, they were now beating them with sticks and clubs.

They attacked without any strategy, and after a few blows, the group of people screamed in pain.

At this moment, a group of young men wielding sticks rushed out from around the corner of the warehouse; they appeared to be servants of the Wang family.

These people charged forward like wolves and tigers.

Liu Huo and his group stepped forward to stop them, and the two sides were about to clash.

Although the Wang family's servants were numerous, none of them were a match for Liu Huo and his men.

Before long, a group of servants were seen writhing on the ground, groaning in pain, clearly having been badly beaten.

When Wang Yinghui arrived with Wang Shanting, the fight had already ended. The people lying on the ground were all his Wang family servants and lackeys, curled up and rolling around like shrimp.

Several disheveled old women squatted nearby, trembling.

Wang Yinghui knew something was wrong and quickly grabbed his robe and stepped forward, kneeling obediently before the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. The old woman in my household is ignorant of etiquette and has been rude. Please forgive her..."

"Are these the fools in Lord Wang's household?" The Crown Prince interrupted him before he could finish speaking, his voice light.

Wang Yinghui nodded reluctantly, "Indeed."

"Does Lord Wang know, on what grounds, they are obstructing the opening of the granaries and the distribution of grain?"

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Wang Yinghui's forehead.

"Your Highness, please allow me to..."

"These people were all sent by your mother. Surely Lord Wang recognizes them?"

"Does Lord Wang perhaps believe that with the arrival of the long night, the country will perish, and that the entire Wan'an Prefecture granary and treasury have now become your private property?"

"I don't dare, my subordinates."

Xiao Jinzhi stared coldly at Wang Yinghui, who was crawling at his feet, and didn't bother to waste any more words on this fool. "The ledger."

"What...?" Wang Yinghui couldn't keep up with the Crown Prince's sudden change of thought. He met the prince's gaze and was almost overwhelmed by the coldness in his eyes.

Wang Yinghui snapped out of his daze and nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, yes, this humble official will immediately have Yang Tongzhi and the others compile the account books from recent years and send them all to Your Highness for review."

Xiao Jinzhi remained somewhat noncommittal.

"Besides the First Warehouse, how many other warehouses are there in the city?"

"Three, three places."

"Is it?"

Wang Yinghui wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. "Yes, yes, there is another granary not far outside the city, backed by a mountain stream, with a village in front."

"Send all those who are sick to the estate," the Crown Prince said coldly. "And how is the task of mobilizing all the city's doctors going?"

"I have already sent men to lead Commander Hu to the various medical clinics. They should be almost ready..."

"Leave the former government office vacant to house those doctors, and also..."

"You damned bastards! A bunch of filthy scum! I'd like to see who dares to openly rob my granary!"

A piercing scream came from the second gate of the government office.

A dozen or so brightly dressed men and women surrounded an elderly woman wearing a bright red headband and dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes.

Old Mrs. Wang was overweight, with a face full of fat that jiggled. When she saw her son coming, she immediately gave him a large scoop of food without saying a word...

"You unfilial son, what kind of riffraff and scoundrels have you arranged to move into the back office?" "The well water is almost all gone! You disobedient and unfilial brat! Are you trying to drive your old mother to her death?!"

Wang Yinghui covered his face and stammered, "Mother, please don't get agitated, listen to me first."

"Cousin, I'm not trying to be mean, but your arrangement is absolutely brilliant. Do you know who those people who came today were? They were like locusts, they practically emptied both wells! I had someone check them out, and many of them were wearing prison uniforms, they're a bunch of convicts, cousin!"

Old Mrs. Wang's nephew grinned, stroking his small mustache with a disdainful expression.

"You, a dignified prefectural government, have taken in a group of exiles. What foolish thing did you do? Look how angry you've made my aunt."

Old Mrs. Wang was indeed so angry that her fingers twitched. She pointed at Wang Yinghui and scolded, "Useless thing! You brought so many convicts in to steal water and rooms. What are you trying to do?"

"And this, and this, all of these! Hey, what are you doing opening my granary?"

"You unfilial son, are you trying to starve your mother to death?!"

“That’s right, that’s right.” The nephew, afraid that the fire wasn’t burning bright enough, put his hands on his hips and chimed in, “Cousin, once this granary is opened, there’s no turning back. You have to think about our family of more than ten people, and my aunt too. My aunt made it clear before that the granary is not allowed to be opened… Oh dear.”

Before he could finish saying "nephew, aunt, aunt," Wang Yinghui slapped him across the face.

"shut up!"

Wang Yinghui was furious with her mother's incompetent teammates.

They usually act arrogantly and domineeringly, but now they've gone so far as to cause trouble right in front of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Wang Yinghui dared not turn his head to look at His Highness's expression.

It's obvious it won't be good.

However, His Highness the Crown Prince remained silent throughout, only coldly instructing, "I want to see the inventory list of supplies by noon tomorrow."

Grandma Wang looked at Wang Yinghui with a puzzled expression, "Who are they?"

"Mother, you're really going to ruin your son."

He glared at his mother's nephew, who was watching Xiao Jinzhi and Xin Nian leave with a look of disdain.

Wang Yinghui felt a heart attack from that look. He rushed over and smacked his cousin on the head twice. "If you want to die, don't drag your whole family down with you. His Highness won't bother with you, but if you dare to get ahead of yourself and talk nonsense again, I'll kill you first."

Grandma Wang looked bewildered. "Your Highness? What Your Highness?"

Wang Yinghui waved his hand and yelled at the butler beside him, "Tell these idiots."

He stormed off with his son, ignoring the old woman shouting behind him, "Come back and explain yourself!"

The nephew, unaware of the situation, said, "Auntie, look at his attitude. Are we really going to hand over all the granaries to him? What will happen to our family then? Auntie, you can't abandon us!"

The back room of the government office.

Wang Yinghui was extremely anxious and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"A bunch of hopeless idiots."

Wang Shanting sat at the table with a gloomy expression. "Father, my cousin is right about some things. We can't just hand over all the granaries in Wan'an Prefecture to those unruly people, can we?"

"We've finally stabilized Wan'an Prefecture, and now we have food, water, and countless cheap laborers working for us. We can't let others reap the benefits."

Although Wang Yinghui was unwilling, he looked helpless and said, "What can you do?"

How could His Highness possibly disobey an order?
A dim lamp was lit in the side room, and Wang Shanting's face was hidden in the shadows.

After a long while, Prefect Wang heard his eldest son coldly shout, "The Great Xia Dynasty is gone, so where is there a prince now? Father."

"There is hope only with food; you must not be confused."

Wang Yinghui's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Don't do anything reckless," but in his heart he agreed to it to some extent.