Dongfang Liren had read a lot of records about poor places, but in fact, she had grown up in the capital and had hardly ever gone far. Even when she came out, there would only be echoes around her. The local officials would clear the streets, decorate the buildings, and even drive away the beggars. She had never had the opportunity to see the suffering of the people.
Hearing Ye Jingtang talk about life at the border, Dongfang Liren frowned and deliberated for a moment. "The people in Liang Province are too valiant, and there's a lack of water sources. Since ancient times, they've been poor. In the future, bring me to conduct field investigations. If it's feasible, when Her Majesty recovers Northern Liang, I'll see if we can open a large canal in Heavenly Carnelian Lake and send water to Liang Province…"