Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 162 I didn't find the prince so clingy
Wang Qing followed Wen Shumian to the battlefield, and he immediately understood Wen Mianmian's intentions. This is the person who is planning to divide Yanzi Lane. Those who know the etiquette will get benefits, and they will naturally gather together to form a small group for the sake of living. Even better, they can settle those troublemakers without the help of the general's mansion.

"Thanks for the tip, girl."

What a fan of the authorities, the girl is really getting smarter after she gets married.

Wen Mianmian returned to the Wangfu and directly went back to Jinyuan, took off her shoes and socks and lay down on the bed, thinking that she was young enough to survive, how could she know that even her grandfather was worse than her, she was so sleepy to death.

"When will you come back, my big ox? If you continue to be so tired, I will exhaust myself to death before I have time to lose all your family assets."

Hearing her muttering, Lingguo, who covered her with the quilt, smiled and said, "Girl, go to sleep, you can see the prince in your dream."

Wen Mianmian yawned, "You're right, I'm going to beat him in my dream, and I'm asleep."

Hua Jingyun, who had just dismissed a few managers, felt that his ears were burning and flustered. He guessed that his little princess missed him in all likelihood. The earthquake in Minxian County happened suddenly. He got the news that the capital was fine, but He was still worried that the little princess would be so scared that she wouldn't be able to sleep at night, but he couldn't rush back because of all the troubles, so he could only hurry up and deal with these things.

"Have you sent the letter to the princess?"

Qinglan nodded again and again, "I have already sent it away, the earliest one will be received by the princess tonight."

His prince is really hopeless, and he started writing letters to the princess as soon as he settled down, and he wrote one letter every day. I don't know if it will be annoying for the princess to receive letters from his prince every day?
Why didn't he realize that the prince is so clingy earlier?

That night, at dusk, Wen Mianmian woke up after a nap, and received a letter from his big ox just after dinner, and happily nestled in the armchair to read it.

"The big ox said that this year's business is doing well, and he has made a lot of money, which makes me spend it vigorously."

"He also said that he would write to me every day in the future, but his location is uncertain so there is no need to reply, and he will come back as soon as possible."

"It's a pity, I still want to show off my great achievements in the letter, but now I don't have the chance."

Lingguo pricked up his ears and asked blushingly: "Miss, did the prince mention Yanxun?"

Wen Mianmian looked at her with pity, and said very maliciously: "No, Commander Yan Xun didn't write you a letter, it was a silent mockery of your illiteracy, so Lingguo, you should work hard, and I will be there by the end of the year. The government will hold a teaching examination for the entire government to test the results of your studies these days, you are my big girl, you can always get in the top three, right?"

"You have to be more diligent. Look at how hard I work now. I can stand up. In the future, I will still count on you to manage the books for me."

Lingguo, who was originally a little angry, nodded heavily, "If he doesn't write to me, how does he know that I must not know how to read?"

"The girl is still right. The commander of Yanxun is capable of both literature and martial arts. If I am blind, he will definitely look down on me in the future. I must work harder to impress him. I will ignore him."

Wen Mianmian laughed dryly, "I thought you would be interested in my account book."

Lingguo shook his head again and again, "The account book is so complicated that I can blind my eyes, so I don't read it."

Wen Mianmian rolled her eyes silently, she seemed to have misled the spirit fruit.

In the early morning of the next day, the cold wind was howling and blowing from all directions. After just one night, the sky seemed to be getting colder. In the early morning, Kyoto was soon noisy with a group of children selling newspapers.

"Read the newspaper, read the newspaper, today's newspaper is free, the earthquake in Min County, Xiongzhou, the people's houses collapsed and killed countless people, read the newspaper, read the newspaper for free~"

As these children shouted vigorously, the people around came forward to report. On the day of the earthquake, they all guessed that there must be a disaster somewhere, and they were just waiting for the news from the court.

"Is it really Minxian County? Oh my god, my natal family is in Minxian County, anyone who can read quickly read it to me."

"My family also has relatives in Min County, and I don't know what's going on now, so give me a copy and see."

The newspaper seller said while distributing the newspapers: "The people from the newspaper office went to Minxian County yesterday, and there will be news from there soon. The imperial court has appointed adults to go to the disaster relief."

"All kind-hearted uncles and aunts, the newspaper office is officially soliciting donations from outside. All you need is money and clean old clothes. It's getting colder and colder. The people in Minxian County who have lost their houses are very pitiful. They want to do their best for the people of Minxian County. You can go to the newspaper office to donate."

"The newspaper also clearly stated that the imperial court urgently needs to purchase disaster relief items, and those who can supply can also go to the newspaper office to register."

Everyone held the newspaper and looked at it anxiously. Unfortunately, the time was too tight and the newspaper didn't get too much news, but this was enough to make people feel embarrassed.

Wang Shundao ran several streets in a row, seeing that his younger brothers were doing well, so he slipped into an alley himself.
About an hour later, the news spread that the emperor would bestow a plaque for the newspaper's fundraising. The news became more and more intense, and people with good deeds went to the newspaper to inquire about the news, but the people in the newspaper were already completely busy.

People from Annan Palace, General Wensheng's Mansion, Anxin Prince's Mansion, Zhen Guogong Mansion and other mansions have already delivered the clothes to be donated, and the shopkeepers of each family have also lined up to donate money. Fu Qian brought it over People have already set up their battles, they want to register the donations, and the accounting office on the side is busy recording the money one by one, and these accounts have to be checked in the end.

The other people registered a few old quilts and a few pieces of clothes, and kept saying that no matter how much it was, it was everyone's wishes, and thanked them for the people of Min County.

Many tea drinkers in the teahouse were talking about the earthquake in Min County, and a tea customer in gray clothes said loudly: "It is really pitiful to say that the people of Min County were hit by the disaster, but they are lucky. The disaster relief was prepared so quickly, and the newspaper office called on the people of the whole city to help them. I heard that there is already a long queue at the newspaper office to donate money and old clothes.

"That's right, my wife also took away the old quilt at home. The old quilt can only be used as a mattress. It's a pity to lose it. It's good for the people of Min County to keep out the cold."

Someone said cheerfully: "The newspaper office is still registering one by one. I heard that these lists will be sent to Min County for posting in the future, so that the people of Min County will know that we people in Kyoto treat them well, and tell them that we are all Dongshu people. What are we called?" It’s embarrassing to support one side in trouble, I’m so shy, I only have a few pieces of old clothes with a tael of silver, so there’s no need for people to thank us.”

As soon as these words came out, many people echoed them, and many people were also moved. Someone asked in a low voice: "I heard that the emperor will give a plaque to the newspaper?"

"I don't know, that's what they say, but I don't know if it's not true."

(End of this chapter)