Old Master Qiu's heart went cold. First the water diversion project, then the bandit suppression—he'd assumed this was an honest, incorruptible official who regarded wealth as nothing more than dirt...
When he got home, he finally understood: building the road was never an obligation for the prefect, nor would the prefect come "begging" them to let him build it. They were the ones who needed to beg him.
But Fang Zichen wouldn't see him.
The villagers kept pressing and making a scene: "We listened to you back then! Now the prefect won't build our road, and everyone's laughing at us—what are you going to do about it?"