Seeing the situation on the city wall further spiraling out of control, the young Emperor felt a headache coming on.
However, compared to above, below was much more stable.
Even after hearing Lin Yi's words, the disaster victims showed no change in expression.
They didn't care whether there was sand in the rice porridge; they cared about whether they could drink it, whether they could survive.
Seeing the situation below, Lin Yi nodded in satisfaction, then continued to shout loudly:
"Very good, it seems you all understand my painstaking efforts.
Indeed, mixing soil into this pot is not to trample on your dignity."
Upon hearing this, the officials above were nearly driven to curse out loud.
Zhang Liang even knelt down in front of the young Emperor with tears and mucus running down his face, saying:
"Your Majesty, do you hear what this man is saying?
His painstaking efforts?
Are his painstaking efforts to smear the court, to smear Your Majesty's reputation?
