Upon hearing Fang Yun's voice, not only did the aides well versed in government affairs stiffen, even Ao Huang and Yang Yuhuan trembled slightly.
Although the Human Race was rich in resources and rarely lacked food most of the time, grain prices had always been the most sensitive subject in any region.
The county office seemed to have abruptly fallen from March into the depths of winter, as though the scholars' talent for resisting the cold had vanished.
Escorted by layers of private guards, the county office's carriage raced toward the Ning'an County granary at twice its usual speed.
Then Fang Yun gripped his Official Seal. His thoughts passed swiftly through the seal and the Temple of Sages, reaching the Official Seal of the granary's supervising storekeeper and turning into a resounding voice.
"This county magistrate will arrive at the granary immediately!"
Along the way, Fang Yun continuously sent letters.
"Yingwu, immediately investigate the grain shops' situation."
"Constable Lu, grain prices have changed. Please maintain order in Ning'an County."
"Prefect Cai, can you send me the Qingwu Prefecture documents concerning grain prices and grain circulation?"
Fang Yun sent many documents and considered many things. He vaguely understood the Left Prime Minister faction's intentions and methods, but everything would have to wait until they reached the granary.
Before long, the carriage stopped before the Ning'an County granary.
Fang Yun quickly stepped down, with Ao Huang following tensely behind him.
"Storekeeper Li Sen pays his respects, my lord!" A middle-aged man in a Scholarly Robe hurried over to greet him.
Fang Yun glanced at him and said, "How much grain remains in the granary?"
Storekeeper Li froze, then said, "Why do you ask, my lord? Last night, men from the Eagle-Soaring Army arrived with a grain requisition order and, together with people