"Haha, don't misunderstand!"
Seeing the crowd's worry, the storyteller smiled and shook his head, then continued, "These aren't bandits. These are local people who stopped the young master, warning him that there are bandits ahead and he can't go any further."
call!
Many people breathed a sigh of relief; at least it wasn't bandits. They had thought the prince was having such bad luck.
The storyteller glanced at the crowd and continued his tale.
Upon hearing the old man's words, the prince was stunned. It was broad daylight! Were mountain bandits really that terrifying?
Under his persistent questioning, the old man told the prince about the situation in White Monkey County. The prince fell silent! The old man's trembling voice and the child's fearful eyes weighed heavily on the prince's heart.
"The Crown Prince knew that Xiliang Commandery was not easy to deal with, but he never expected it to be this serious. It's practically a dead end. This makes the Crown Prince feel extremely guilty, because he is the Heir of Northern Liang."
At this moment, the Crown Prince couldn't help but burst into tears!
"Originally, the Crown Prince planned to enter Xiliang Commandery discreetly, then assume the position of Prefect of Xiliang, and deal with those monsters and demons one by one. But when he saw the fear in the eyes of the child before him, he was torn; he didn't have enough men at his disposal!"
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shed tears, as if they could see the prince's dilemma and his struggle.
yes!
The situation in Xiliang Commandery is quite different from the previous purge of Northern Liang City, where the Crown Prince was unable to mobilize the Northern Liang Guard. The Crown Prince can only thoroughly eliminate these people by entering discreetly and gaining sufficient resources; otherwise, the Crown Prince himself will be in danger.
But faced with the plight of the common people ravaged by bandits, the prince could not remain indifferent; he was in a truly difficult position.
Someone couldn't help but sigh, "The Crown Prince only brought a thousand men with him, but given the state of Xiliang Commandery, even ten thousand wouldn't be enough."
"Don't even mention 10,000, 50,000 might not be enough. The Xiliang Commandery is controlled by three powerful clans who manage these bandits, and the most powerful of them Zhuo Feifan, alone commands 10,000 private soldiers. If they are alerted, the young master will surely die!"
A businessman who knew the inside story couldn't help but sigh, feeling deeply saddened.
This is precisely why Xiliang Commandery is almost a forbidden zone for ordinary merchants; no one would go there unless forced into a corner.
Hiss!
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock. No wonder even the crown prince had to enter discreetly; it turned out that Xiliang Commandery was truly terrifying.
If the prince and his thousand men were to attack, they would be committing suicide.
Everyone looked at the storyteller, wondering what happened next. Why was the prince involved in the bloody battle at White Monkey County? Did he intervene?
"Indeed, at this moment, the Crown Prince has made a difficult decision; he wants to do something for these poor people!"
"The Crown Prince abandoned his decision to proceed discreetly, even knowing that it would make him a target of public criticism and could even lead to his death; he still decided to suppress the bandits."
With his thousand elite troops, the prince swept through more than a dozen surrounding mountain strongholds, fighting so fiercely that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light. More than half of the thousand men were killed or wounded, and they were almost exhausted. Even the prince himself killed more than ten people.
"At this point, the prince also reached his limit, because he was exhausted and hungry, and he could hardly hold on any longer."
Everyone was deeply worried. They had known this battle would be difficult, but they hadn't expected it to come to this. Not only had more than half of their thousand men been killed, but even the Crown Prince had personally intervened, indicating that they had reached a dead end.
However, having swept through more than ten mountain strongholds and killed at least four or five thousand, or even tens of thousands, the prince's victory in this battle can be described as a great triumph!
But now the Crown Prince can't hold on any longer, so what should we do?
The Crown Prince risked his life for the people, which gave them a natural sense of goodwill, and they absolutely did not want him to die.
At this moment, not only were the common people worried, but even Lin Rusong clenched his fists and roared, "That Bai Zizai! He's made such a mess of Xiliang Commandery! I'm going to castrate that old bastard!"
Forehead!
Wang Ziwen's lips twitched; she was utterly shocked by her own lord. It would be one thing if others didn't know, but how could the lord not know the situation of the heir apparent? The heir apparent was perfectly fine.
Besides, Old Bai doesn't need to be castrated anymore; he's now growing sweet potatoes himself.
At this moment, the storyteller suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his voice becoming more animated.
"As the saying goes, there's always a way out, especially since the young master did it to save the people of Xiliang. Heaven will certainly not let him die."
Just as the prince was about to faint from hunger, his warhorse suddenly began to gallop, startling him awake. The horse galloped eastward relentlessly, finally bringing him to a wasteland before stopping.
"At first, the prince felt something was amiss, until the horse suddenly kicked up a patch of ground with its hooves, revealing heavy fruits inside. Then the prince suddenly realized that the horse was leading him to find food."
"The young master put it in his mouth; it was sweet and delicious, and his eyes lit up immediately. This fruit grows underground, is shaped like a mouse, and has a red shell; let's call it a sweet potato! This is the divine seed that the young master bred for the people of Xiliang, the sweet potato that yields three thousand catties per mu."
"Later, the prince found another type of potato nearby. Surprisingly, their yield reached over 3,000 jin per mu, even over 6,000 jin."
"This delighted the prince. Just as he was about to search for more, a layer of white mist suddenly dissipated, and the prince discovered that the sweet potatoes and potatoes from before were gone, leaving only the fruit on the ground, as if everything had never existed."
Hiss!
Everyone gasped in astonishment. So that's how sweet potatoes and potatoes came to be! It seems the prince moved Heaven, which sent horses to deliver food to him.
A yield of 3,000 catties per mu is truly astonishing; it is a reward from heaven for the prince.
This is a miracle!
Huang Yuntao was dumbfounded, muttering, "No wonder the young master said it was food given by the gods. I never expected it to be like this. The young master truly has divine assistance."
Even the horses are bringing food; what can't happen now? The prince is invincible!
Is this what destiny has ordained?
Wang Ziwen's lips twitched as he listened. The prince had become a demon! Even gods were driving horses to find food for him. How could this be so absurd?
To be honest, he didn't believe it, but if that wasn't the case, did the potato and sweet potato just appear out of thin air?
Northern Liang Guard secretly approached and whispered, "Your Highness, is there something wrong with this storyteller? He seems to know far too much! He..."