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Li Ke's Difficult Problem

After eating a few mouthfuls, Fang Jun smiled and said,"How can there be less wine in hotpot? Someone, serve the wine!”

As he spoke, Fang Jun spoke like the three of them who were eating happily,"Hotpot is a perfect match for wine. You guys have to drink a few more glasses!”

Li Siwen smiled without hesitation." Erlang, don't worry. I came here today to drink. I just don't know if Your Highness Wu Wang can drink."”

Wu Wang Li Ke glanced at Li Siwen. This king can't drink? Are you looking down on me?

Therefore, Wu Wang pretended to be forthright and laughed,"Who says this king can't drink? Today, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Fang Jun smiled in agreement,"Today's drinks will definitely satisfy everyone."

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone took a sip from their wine bowls. The Tang Dynasty's wine-making technology could not produce wine with too high alcohol content, so everyone had already drunk a lot, but they were not drunk yet. No wonder there was a poem like 'ten thousand cups of clear wine.' At this time, the wine was too light, so it was naturally not easy to get drunk.

Wu Wang was already a little tipsy. He held his wine bowl and said with a bitter tone,"I drown my sorrows with wine, but my sorrows are worse."

As he spoke, his words slowly turned bitter. Magistrate Chen, who was standing beside him, smiled bitterly and took a sip of wine.

Li Siwen was a boorish old man, so he naturally couldn't see anything wrong with the two of them. He only cared about eating and drinking, afraid that others would snatch his meat.

Fang Jun could understand Li Ke's feelings.

A talented prince like him had no chance at all. He would probably never have the chance to fulfill his ambition in his life. How could he be willing?

Now that there was a snowstorm, he was ordered to patrol Xinfeng County. There were many people who starved to death in Xinfeng County. How could he feel good?

Moreover, this was related to his results. If too many victims died of cold and hunger, it would mean that he was incompetent. What if he wanted to save them? It was very simple. Spend money.

Was Xinfeng rich?

Rich. Chang 'an City was beside the Emperor's feet. It was next to the Weishui River. There were many shops near the wharf. There were definitely many rich families. They could be ranked among the top three in Guanzhong. However, the problem was that the profitable businesses in this county were all owned by the wealthy families.

How much would they pay if they were asked to pay? So what if they don't give it to you?

When Li Ke came to Xinfeng County, he naturally wanted to make some achievements and solve some of the disaster victims 'problems. However, the key was that the county's finances had long been spent because of disaster relief. If he wanted money, there was only one way, which was to donate money. He wanted these big families to donate money. However, Li Ke had said everything he could, but he still couldn't raise much money. He couldn't get food either.

For Li Ke's sake, it was already the limit for those people to give a little bit of respect. It was impossible for them to donate more.

Seeing that the Prince of Wei had already made such a big deal out of the disaster relief efforts in Lantian County, but there was still no effect on his side, how could he not be worried?

If this was a matter of personal ability, he would admit it. However, Li Tai's ability was clearly weaker than his.

Fang Jun was eating meat when he suddenly heard a crisp system notification.

"Ding! You have triggered a quest to obtain the friendship of the King of Wei, Li Ke!”

"Note: This is the first part of a chain mission. Gradually, he gained the trust of the King of Wu, Li Ke, and influenced his thoughts, ultimately changing history.”

" Note: First round mission completion target: Help Wu Wang Li Ke solve his current predicament and gain his favor.”

"The reward for the first round of the mission will be randomly drawn.”

A series of system notifications stunned Fang Jun. What was this?

You want me to change history and change this person's thoughts?

I'm not in his brain, how can I change his mind?

It seemed like the system wouldn't let him watch the show. If there was a mission, he had to strive to complete it. There were so many good things waiting for him in the mall.

Thus, Fang Jun put down his chopsticks and took a sip of wine. He glanced at Li Ke and said hesitantly,"Your Highness, is there something bothering you? Why don't you tell me?”

Li Ke looked at Fang Jun's listening expression, and the dissatisfaction in his heart slowly leaked out. Magistrate Chen, who was beside him, also said with a smile,""Although I am the county magistrate, these big families in Xinfeng County don't take my words seriously at all. Looking at the suffering victims, I feel uncomfortable, but what can I do?”

Chen Siyun had hoped that His Highness would pressure these families to donate some money. However, she did not expect that they would give His Highness face and donate some money. However, the money and food donated were not enough to feed the disaster victims.

Fang Jun stroked his chin and nodded. It seemed that if he wanted to complete the first part of the mission, he had to give Wu Wang a good idea to solve the disaster victims 'problem. This way, the relationship between the two would naturally be closer.

With a relationship, he could use his knowledge to give Li Ke some pointers from time to time and slowly make Li Ke trust him. At that time, he would naturally have the opportunity to change Li Ke's thoughts and naturally change history.

Fang Jun rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. Then, he chuckled and said,"I have a solution to Your Highness 'problem.”

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