Master Advisor Li frowned deeply. "What do you know about this? Nanzhou has just begun its disaster relief resettlement program, and they are only accepting fifty thousand people. Each county has a quota of only five thousand. You don't understand the risks involved!"
Begging the Prefect was out of the question. Just yesterday, the Prefect had summoned him to the yamen. The man was ruthless and cunning; dealing with him was like asking a tiger for its hide.
These refugees had saved his son, and he had hoped to simply give them some silver to send them on their way.
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