"My Lord, My Lord, we don't have enough food and we need to buy it from Wutong Village immediately."
"My Lord, My Lord, our residents are complaining that the weather has been very bad recently. The drizzle has left them with no places to dry their clothes. They hope that you can find a way to solve this problem."
"My Lord, My Lord, our residents want rich entertainment activities and they want to see our own idols on stage."
"My Lord, My Lord, our residents think that education is a big problem. Children should not play all day long, they need to study. Our residents are very disappointed and hope that you could build a school as soon as possible."
Getting up early in the morning, Zhou Yu was faced with these messages, which really made him want to yell, 'Enough, you guys, give me some peace!'