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Chapter 10 Surrogacy Donation
At the court session the next morning, Prince Xuan's son, Gu Liu, submitted a letter suggesting that donations be raised for disaster relief. Emperor Kangzhi approved the proposal and placed the prefect of Luoyang with full responsibility for the matter.

When the news reached Bitanyuan, Tang Zhao took a carriage to the Luoyang government office.

The Luoyang government office was responsible for all matters, big or small, in Luoyang and the surrounding counties and towns. In order to facilitate the people to file appeals, the Luoyang North Quarter was specially set up.

Yin Wei, the prefect of Luoyang, had just finished his morning court session and was thinking about how to proceed with the donation process for disaster relief.

He sighed, "This is a tricky matter. We can't refuse to collect the money, we can't force it, and we can't collect too little. The victims are still waiting for this money."

The master narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where do you think we should start?"

Donating money is not something you can do out of enthusiasm. There is a lot of knowledge involved in deciding who will take the lead, how much to donate, and how to donate.

"Imperial family," Yin Wei said, sitting upright in his chair, tapping the tabletop lightly with his right index finger. "This matter was proposed by Prince Xuan, and the Xuan Palace must be the first to take action."

The advisor breathed a sigh of relief. "Prince Xuan is His Majesty's legitimate son and the commander-in-chief of the Northwest. He is of noble status and has made great military achievements. If Prince Xuan's Palace comes forward, the aristocratic families, nobles and officials in Luoyang will surely show some respect, and the job of the Palace Master will be easier to handle."

Yin Wei nodded.

"I just don't know, is the one representing Prince Xuan's Mansion the Princess or the Crown Prince's Consort?"

Although both the princess and the prince's wife can represent the royal palace, their meanings are different.

At this time, a yamen runner came running to report, "Your Excellency, the wife of the General of Cavalry is here to visit."

"Who?" Yin Wei paused while holding the tea.

The yamen runner thought the master hadn't heard clearly, so he shouted, "The wife of the General of Cavalry and the wife of the fifth young master of Prince Xuan's palace are here to visit."

Yin Wei and his lawyer looked at each other and hurried to the lobby of the government office.

As the disaster victims poured into Luoyang, several robberies and thefts occurred. In order to maintain stability in Luoyang, the prefect left a clerk and a yamen runner to guard the gate and sent all the others out.

It was Tang Zhao's first time entering the government office. He was full of curiosity and looked at this and touched that.

The newly hired clerk offered her tea and wanted to remind her that the government office was an important place and she was not allowed to touch it without permission, but he didn't dare to do so. He opened and closed his mouth over and over again.

The clerk stood aside as if there were nails under his feet, looking eagerly towards the back court, and when he saw the prefect coming, his eyes filled with tears of excitement.

Yin Wei stepped forward and saluted, "Your humble servant, the prefect of Luoyang, greets the Fifth Young Master's wife."

The prefect of Luoyang and the General of Cavalry were both fourth-rank officials. Although Dayu did not value civil officials over military officials, it still followed the rule of the previous dynasty that civil officials were half a rank higher than military officials. To be honest, Yin Wei's official rank was even higher than Gu Ci's.

But Gu Ci is still the legitimate son of King Xuan, the emperor's grandson, and a legitimate son of the dragon and the grandson of the phoenix.

Among the royal family of Gu, Gu Ci's background is one of the best.

Tang Zhao didn't want to take advantage of the situation, so he stood up and returned the greeting, "Your Excellency the Prefect is polite."

"Young Madam, please take a seat," Yin Wei greeted. "I wonder what brings you here this time?"

Tang Zhao got straight to the point, "Donate money!"

Yin Wei exchanged a glance with his advisor and asked thoughtfully, "Is the young lady making the donation on behalf of the royal palace?"

"No," Tang Zhao said bluntly.

Yin Wei: ...

"My husband told me about the disaster relief donation. As the young lady of Prince Xuan's palace, I have already given the silver I should donate to the Crown Prince's wife," Tang Zhao met the gaze of the person opposite her. "Here today, I only represent myself!"

A trace of surprise flashed across Yin Wei's face.

"I wonder what Madam, no, Miss Tang wants to donate?" Yin Wei asked seriously.

Chunfeng walked forward, gently placed the exquisitely crafted sandalwood box in his hand on the table, and took out a small and exquisite key from his sleeve.

Snap! The golden lock opened.

The lawyer swallowed hard, his eyes filled with respect. He couldn't earn enough for this box and the gold lock in his entire career as a government official.

Chunfeng opened the box and stood aside quietly.

When Yin Wei saw what was in the box, his pupils shrank.

On the red rice paper with gold sprinkled on it, the five big characters "Supervisor of the Imperial Household Department" shine brightly.

"This is..." Yin Wei's throat tightened.

"My dowry list," Tang Zhao pushed the entire box in front of Yin Wei, "everything written on it will be donated to the country."

Tang Zhao used the softest tone to speak the most domineering words.

Yin Wei: ...

Master: ...

"Are you serious, Miss Tang?" Yin Wei reminded her. "If I record this in the official's record, Miss Tang won't be able to take it back if she regrets it later."

Tang Zhao pointed at his face with his water chestnut-like fingers and said with a smile, "I don't have the nerve to take back what I donated."

A smile flashed in Yin Wei's eyes. He looked at the girl opposite him who was about the same age as his daughter and put away his jokes and said seriously:
"Sir, these treasures are just icing on the cake for me, but for the victims, they are timely help."

"In the face of a great disaster, although Tang Zhao is a woman, she is willing to contribute to the country and the people like all men in the world!"

The hall was silent.

"Good! Good! Good!" This was the happiest and most comfortable day for Yin Wei since the disaster.

If everyone in the world were like Miss Tang, the victims would have no worries about food and clothing, and Your Majesty would have no worries about the injustice caused by the disaster.
Yin Wei stood up and bowed respectfully. "On behalf of the hundreds of thousands of disaster victims in Luoyang, I would like to thank Miss Tang for her generous donation."

The master also bowed willingly.

Tang Zhao dodged sideways and said, "My lord, you are embarrassing me. I am just donating some money. Disaster relief is a very complicated matter, and it all depends on you, my lord. The victims and I have seen and remembered your hard work."

Yin Wei's eyes were red.

He studied hard for fifteen years and served diligently as an official for twenty years. He was loyal to the emperor and wholeheartedly pleaded for the people. All he wanted was to have a clear conscience.

He didn't expect that besides His Majesty, there was someone else who understood him.

"I will report Miss Tang's righteous act to His Majesty faithfully," Yin Wei promised. "I will not allow this act of loyalty and righteousness to be buried by the heavy snow."

Tang Zhao's eyes lit up, and he became more talkative. "Since the dowry entered the palace, I have stored it in the storeroom and have never touched it. You can come and get it at any time, or I can have it delivered to you."

"Why bother Miss Tang anymore? I will personally lead people to carry the victims away." Yin Wei was getting a little impatient. The sooner he got the victims, the sooner they would feel at ease.

"My Lord, please be patient," Tang Zhao finally said before Yin Wei had arranged the men and carriages. "I have something else to tell you, my Lord."

"Ms. Tang, please speak," Yin Wei suppressed his anxiety and joy.

Chunfeng took out another sandalwood box and placed it on the table. Tang Zhao personally took out the key from his purse, opened the box and handed it to Yin Wei.

Yin Wei was puzzled and took a look at it. It was another dowry list.

"What do you mean, Miss Tang?"

Tang Zhao turned to the last page of the list, pointed at the seal on it and asked, "Sir, do you recognize this seal?"

"Of course, this is the seal of the prefect of Luoyang," which he used every day.

Tang Zhaoan calmed down and casually dropped another depth charge, which made everyone dizzy.

"I, Tang Zhao, am donating my dowry on behalf of my late mother, the legitimate daughter of the Protector General and the original wife of the Duke of Wei, Madam Song, to help the disaster victims!"