Commandery Governor Zhao's performance was the very model of an out-of-touch official. As the governor of Fushan Commandery, he actually did not know how the commandery's fourteen prefectures were distributed.
It was not that he knew nothing at all. He understood the general situation, but his grasp of the details was insufficient.
The prefectural governor sighed. "Commandery Governor, it's Feiyu's Auspicious Cloud Prefecture."
Upon hearing that, Commandery Governor Zhao suddenly understood. The prefectural governor of Auspicious Cloud Prefecture came from the same sect as him, and the two had a fairly good personal relationship. "Since it's Auspicious Cloud, I'll make the decision. Setting aside a hundred li of land shouldn't be a problem."
"Don't," the Qingning Prefecture governor jumped in fright. "Commandery Governor Zhao, there's a river within that hundred li. The people on both banks fight over water all year round."
This was why having a chief official who did not understand local conditions was truly miserable—so the amount of land allocated depended entirely on his relationship with the prefectural governor? Had he considered the local terrain? Had he considered the people's circumstances? One could not make decisions by simply slapping one's forehead.
Commandery Governor Zhao was fairly receptive to advice and did not stubbornly insist. He nodded. "Thank you for the reminder, Ziyi. Hmm... without disturbing the people, how much land can be allocated?"
So he did know not to disturb the people? That was rare enough. The Qingning Prefecture governor glanced at him. "About a dozen li or so. I haven't calculated it carefully; it isn't Qingning Prefecture."
"Tsk, that's a bit too little." Commandery Governor Zhao clicked his tongue. Donghua Kingdom had vast lands and sparse populations, so land really was not worth much.
Then he looked at Feng Jun. "Feng Mountain Lord, I guarantee that