Fake Eunuch: Discovering the Emperor is a Woman!-Chapter 133 Carry Away in a Truck

While the young Emperor and Lin Yi were discussing the matter, the courtiers, having left the court session, gathered in small groups here and there, starting to discuss and laugh about the issue.

Meanwhile, they were also waiting to see the Emperor make a fool of himself.

Since ancient times, refugees have been the most difficult to manage.

They have lost their homes, lost everything, hence they are in a constant state of apathy day in and day out.

It can be said that aside from distributing food daily, they have no interest in anything else, let alone relocate on a large scale.

It has not been easy for them to settle down outside the city walls, and moving them now is clearly unrealistic; they will definitely not cooperate.

Nowadays, even having enough food is a problem; who would have the energy and will to move?

After eating, they save their strength by lying down and basking in the sun, motionless.

Looking outside the city at this moment, it is like seeing a field of corpses.

They don’t even bother speaking unnecessary words.

It’s such a group of refugees that they want to relocate to Nanshan, which is an extremely difficult task.

At the very least, these officials can’t think of a better solution other than mobilizing the army to suppress them.

And now, Eunuch Lin has actually accepted this daunting challenge; that fellow really is fearless out of ignorance.

"Ha ha, when necessary, add fuel to the fire; I definitely do not want to see them relocate smoothly," said Prince.

"Understood, Your Highness, rest assured, this matter will not proceed smoothly."

Inside the Fourth Prince’s residence, he waved his hand, sending his servants to carry out his orders.

As to what matter was being handled, it naturally goes without saying.

After a simple chat with the young Emperor, Lin Yi also started to take action.

After all, the foreign delegations were about to arrive soon, and moving these refugees became a matter of urgency.

"Do you have any good methods to relocate those tens of thousands of refugees? These refugees are not likely to follow orders easily," asked the Emperor in the Imperial Study Room, looking worried as Lin Yi prepared to leave.

However, Lin Yi simply smiled and waved his hand:

"Rest assured, Your Majesty, I have my ways."

After finishing his words, he left stylishly.

Watching Lin Yi’s departing figure, the young Emperor helplessly smiled and shook his head:

"This fellow is becoming more and more audacious, daring to speak to ’me’ like this, I’ll need to discipline him properly later."

As the Emperor murmured, anyone else speaking to him like this would probably have been dragged off and executed by now.

But—not discussing the Emperor’s side—after Lin Yi arrived outside the city, he saw the refugees lying all over the ground.

Looking out from the city gate, it was a dense mass of people covering the ground.

"Your subordinate pays respects to Officer Lin!"

Seeing Lin Yi’s arrival, the person in charge immediately ran up to Lin Yi and bowed.

Lin Yi’s gaze, however, didn’t linger on him but continued to look at the crowd of refugees in the distance:

"Has today’s food been distributed yet?"

"Reporting to the officer, the food has been cooked already, but it’s not meal time yet. It will take another hour before the porridge can be served."

Hearing this, Lin Yi nodded satisfactorily—it was good that the food hadn’t been distributed yet.

It seemed this was the right moment to proceed with the relocation.

"Very well, pass down the order, load all those big pots onto carts, and prepare to depart for Nanshan."

After this command, Wang Hu was immediately stunned, somewhat puzzled by Lin Yi’s meaning—why put the porridge on carts?

Nevertheless, understanding his own place, although confused, since it was an order from Lin Yi, he started to execute it without fault.

Thus, he bowed to Lin Yi and after acknowledging with a ’yes’, he went off to prepare.

After he left, Lin Yi turned around to gaze at his back, satisfied with a nod.

This fellow indeed had potential; he clearly recognized his role, did not ask unnecessary questions, and simply executed orders.

"Ha ha, seems this fellow is worth cultivating further."

About half an hour later, dozens of carts appeared grandly below the city walls.

Upon these carts, soldiers had already loaded all the cooked porridge.

Seeing this, the eyes of the group of refugees followed the pots of porridge being moved.

They didn’t know what these officials were up to; why load all the porridge onto carts?

Could it be these officials suddenly had a change of heart, knowing it was inconvenient for the refugees to queue for porridge, and planned to distribute it more conveniently?

For a moment, this thought emerged in everyone’s minds.

However, unexpectedly to them, after the carts were loaded with porridge, they were arranged into a long line and stopped on a nearby official road.

This immediately caused panic among them.

What does this mean? Why load the porridge onto carts and haul it away? Could it be they weren’t going to give it to them?

Thinking they might have to endure hunger next, the crowd immediately became restless, with some refugees even starting to get up from the ground.

As expected, these refugees only became excited when they saw food.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Lin Yi’s mouth slightly curled upwards, then he walked up to the row of carts.

He jumped onto the roof of a cart with a deft flip.

His height was now sufficient to be in everyone’s view.

The reason he chose to jump onto the cart rather than the high platform by the city wall was because the refugees’ eyes were always on those few large pots.

Thus, even if Lin Yi climbed the high platform to shout, these refugees probably wouldn’t pay any attention to him.

Following Lin Yi’s action, all the refugees turned their eyes uniformly towards Lin Yi on top of the cart.

Seeing this, Lin Yi gestured, and a subordinate handed him a strangely shaped object.

This object was conical, but with the tip missing, leaving a small hole.

Anyone from later generations would instantly recognize it as the simplest form of a megaphone.

Indeed, this was the simple megaphone that Lin Yi had ordered the Ministry of Industry to specially make for him the day before.

Under everyone’s gaze, Lin Yi then placed this strange object by his mouth.

Immediately after, his loud shout filled their ears:

"Everyone, have you seen these big pots next to me? They contain three times the usual amount of porridge!"

...End of Chapter...