Prefect Wu hesitated and said, "Who should manage it? These soldiers all have families to support, I'm afraid they won't be willing—"
Yun Jiao was really impatient. This Prefect Wu was timid and indecisive, with too many concerns, making him difficult to deal with.
She took out the emperor's handwritten decree and threw it in front of Prefect Wu, "This is personally written by the emperor, commanding local officials to follow my instructions on the epidemic matter. Prefect Wu, take a good look!"
Prefect Wu twitched his mouth and picked up the decree to look at it.
He had heard about the contents of the decree before, but the idea of listening to a woman did not sit well with him. He was unwilling to tie his career and life to a woman; he didn't dare.
Yun Jiao said coldly, "Yangzhou's Defense Office still has two thousand soldiers, let them manage these residences."
