However, some of the grains had already sprouted, and some were moldy. There wasn't much left to eat.
For the first time in his life, Prince Rong witnessed such a scene. He thought of his extravagant life in the capital and looked at the lives of the common people, feeling a sense of indescribable emotions.
Yan Junchu found Prince Rong's arrangement to be reasonable, and he was finally using his brain. He said to him, "The war is over, and I have already submitted a report to return to the capital. I will be leaving with the troops soon."
Prince Rong was shocked, "So soon? Who will manage Zhangping Mansion then?"
With his elder brother's purge of the officials in Zhangping Mansion, there were hardly any survivors left. Who will take charge after his elder brother leaves?
"Isn't there you?"
