However, Snake Ya did not expect that something even more incredible was still at the next news from the speaker that made him unable to move his feet again.

"Five days later, the second week of the first month of spring, the city hall will distribute relief rations in the square! Everyone can receive two hot porridge here, one each at noon and evening. Thank you, the prince for your kindness!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly became turbulent.

"Oh my God, Gore didn't lie, there is really such a thing in the declaration!"

"Yes, I want to confirm it."

"I heard it right? Is there a porridge to drink every day?"

"You are here too? Isn't there a lot of wheat and jerky in your house?"

"That's two free copies. The guardian is not allowed to collect it. Haven't you heard what others said? Everyone!"

"Sir!" someone suddenly asked loudly, "Is the porridge really free? When will it be distributed?"

This is also a question that most people are concerned about. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the noble servants in unison.

The latter waited until the onlookers reached their expectations, and said calmly, "That's right! The porridge is indeed distributed for free, and it will continue until the end of the Demon Moon! Let's tell more neighbors and friends this news, and the promise made by His Highness the Prince will definitely come true!"

Hundreds of people suddenly became boiling, but snake teeth still couldn't believe their ears.

What does it mean to serve food for free? They can temporarily get rid of the threat of Kanash and no longer have to worry about starving to death in the cold snow. Not only them, but all mice can easily get food. In this way, Wang He’s belly will not be able to control the tail below!

Kanash would never sit idly by and watch this happen. What would he do? Send people to disperse the crowd and disrupt the porridge scene... Or should he bribe the city hall officials and pour all the porridge into the Chishui River?

However, Snake Ya also noticed that the Prince mentioned repeatedly in the speaker, that is, the legendary four princes, not the previous duke or the five major families. Will he allow these rat kings to act recklessly, or is it really different from other noble masters?

He didn't want to trust any nobles, and the scene of the white paper being cheated away is still vivid in his mind.

But another voice in my heart kept asking myself, what if it is true, what if... it is true?

Fortunately, this doubt did not last long, because the elk servant on the stage had already begun to preach the next news. He originally thought that these decrees were just new tricks for the men to come up to mess with the people of the city and were not related to his wandering children who had no place to live. As a result, the first two news surprised him, and the third news pointed directly at the rat group.

"City people, listen, your good days are coming!" The speaker first stabilized the noisy crowd with one sentence, and then said word by word, "Five days later, that is, from the day of the porridge, His Highness the Prince will launch a severe crackdown on crime in the Changge Fortress, including eliminating the black street organizations, cracking down on theft and robbery, and all illegal acts that threaten the lives and property of the city people! At that time, don't stay in the black street, nor go to mixed places such as taverns and casinos to avoid unnecessary harm!"

"The order of the fortress needs to be maintained by all urban residents. Now the city hall is recruiting personnel, including security personnel and police personnel. I will explain the recruitment requirements in detail below!"

Snake Ya no longer had the intention to listen anymore. He got out of the crowd and ran to the bonfire quickly, "Hurry, let's go back!"

"Have you finished listening?" Kui rubbed her hands and said reluctantly, "You can go away after you heat up too."

"No, let's go now!" he said anxiously.

"What happened?" Qiao heard something was wrong.

"I'll explain to you on the way," Snake Ya stamped his feet, "We have to go back quickly, or we will die when Kanash hears the news from others first!"

...

The gathering place of rats in the West District is located deep in Wukou Lane, in a two-story house.

Kanash is a one-eyed man with a cruel face, and his temper and methods are as cruel as his face. Snake Ya has seen him nail a subordinate who messed up on the wall and whip to death with a whip. In addition, he controls the food supply of several rat groups in the neighborhood, and no one dares to have any disrespect in front of him.

The same is true for Snake Teeth. He knelt carefully in front of the other side and repeated the information he had heard.

"The City Lord is going to attack us?" Kanash frowned, "What kind of wind is blowing?"

"...It's not the city lord," Snake Ya reminded cautiously, "that man has always been talking about His Highness the Prince."

"You know what a fool!" He spat, "No matter how big aristocrat is, it will not work well when he reaches other people's territory. This is Changge Fortress, not a border town or a royal capital. Without the approval of the Elk family, he can do nothing. So what about the nominal guardian of the Western Frontier? Just look at who is sitting in the castle, and that king also nominally commands the Gray Castle. Who cares about his orders?"

"You're right," said a woman beside Kanash, "Besides, even if the sky changes above, it has nothing to do with us. The nobles are nobles and rats are rats. Although both of them stay in the same city, they are actually not considered a kind of person at all."

"Rats are rats? I love hearing this," Kanash pinched the woman's butt, "but the second news is a bit strange. According to the past, if the nobles want to release food and earn a good reputation, they will notify us in advance. And if they want to release, they will pay a limited amount. Why does this time it sound like they are going to feed the whole city?"

No one could answer this question, but Snake Ya knew that everyone was thinking about the two free bowls of porridge at this time.

"Can it be... the master above wants to scrape the layer of the layer from Lord Blood Hand?" the woman chuckled.

"Who knows," Kanash shrugged, "I'll go to the boss later. Only he knows about such aristocratic matter."

The so-called Blood Hand is the king of the West District. I heard that he has a close relationship with some small nobles. In a sense, he can no longer be regarded as a surviving rat, but a "underground noble" without a title. In fact, every king has a similar way.

Thinking of this, Snake Ya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that Kanash's little lover was right. The nobles have existed for hundreds of years, and the same is true for rats. No matter how the above changes, the underground world always has its own rules... His Royal Highness is also a noble, so what can he change?
Chapter completed!