The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Those things that she once disliked and hated, now made Su Qiru look at them with disdain.

Especially Lord Zhao, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture. There is no one in the whole capital who is more stingy than her.

She is not only stingy, but also fussy.

He was petty when handling cases, and he was petty in life. Even when he was in court, he would always quarrel with others over trivial matters.

Everyone in the capital knows that Lady Zhao is stingy, and behind her back they nickname her "Stingy Lady Zhao".

But this time, this "Stingy Old Zhao" actually donated 100 dan of grain and 100 pieces of cotton cloth.

Thinking of her clothes that had become white and frayed and she had been wearing them for who knows how many years but she was reluctant to buy new ones, even Su Jinxuan and Su Jinlan couldn't help but tear up.

"They say a friend in need is a friend indeed. I will never laugh at Mr. Zhao again."

"Lord Zhao has a heart of love and is a role model for our generation."

Watching the carriages registering to enter the city one after another, Su Qiruo finally put her mind at ease after being worried for many days.

Looking at Si Qianling's handwriting in her hand, Su Qiruo couldn't help but feel distressed.

I don't know how he managed to remember every single detail so clearly.

It was difficult for others to raise funds for just one prefecture, and he would have to work sleeplessly for a long time if he wanted to record and count all the donations from all over Kyoto.

Su Jinlan pulled down a piece of cloth from a carriage that was more luxurious than the other ones, and looked at the contents on it with mixed feelings.

She has always regarded the Third Princess's group as her enemy, and whenever she meets them secretly, they always fight to the death.

But I didn't expect that the third princess would take the lead in donating food and clothing, and the quantity was quite large.

He handed the cloth strip to Su Qiruo, but heard Su Qiruo say: "If she is really so sensible, I will spare their lives in the future." The "they" Su Qiruo mentioned was of course Su Shanhu and Su Liuli. As for the man in the harem, he must die.

If Su Qiruo hadn't been lucky, there would have been no Eighth Princess today.

That man was ruthless and merciless. Every incident of her poisoning and assassination was due to his calculations.

"Oh! Look at what the Sixth Prince's Mansion sent. It's not even as much as a fifth-rank minor official. Su Liuli has lost all her dignity."

Su Jinxuan clutched the cloth strip on the carriage of the Sixth Prince's Mansion in anger. The dignified Sixth Princess only donated such a carriage of things.

It really brought disgrace to the royal family.

Although the amount of donation is entirely voluntary, the royal children are supported by the people. Now that the people are in trouble, the princess does not set an example and is taking advantage of them.

Su Qiruo didn't think that Su Liuli would be so brainless. After all, she would not take her face lightly. There must be other reasons.

Zhishu thought of the contents of the letter that Wang Jun had written to his master a few days ago, and couldn't help but say, "Perhaps the Sixth Princess's newly married Wang Jun is reluctant to let her go."

Zhishu really guessed it.

While the whole capital was collecting food and cotton clothes, the Sixth Princess was still lying in the Lord's chamber because she was angry with Si Qianqing!
The housekeeper informed Si Qianqing about the donation of clothing and food from the noble families in the capital. Si Qianqing was already angry with Si Qianling, and when he learned that the donation was to help Su Qiruo to achieve merit, he was naturally unwilling to do so.

But the housekeeper was watching with envy, so he could only reluctantly go to the storehouse and pick out some old rice and outdated cloth to ask the housekeeper to donate them.

Although the emperor felt that this was inappropriate, he did not dare to offend the new king.

He even dared to scold the Sixth Princess. No one in the palace dared to offend this ancestor. (End of this chapter)