Marrying a rich man after rebirth: The daily life of a legitimate daughter

Near noon, the He family prepared the meal. He Shuzhen, who was sitting at the dining table, looked at He Shulan who walked in from the front door with a look of surprise: "Why are you here? Could it be that you knew that I was back at the He family and deliberately came to see me and make fun of me?"

"I don't have time to come back specially to see your joke. Today is my mother's death anniversary. The capital is full of refugees. I can't go to the mountain to worship. I can only return to the He Mansion to worship."

He Shuzhen thought about the last time at the Prince's Grand Tutor's Mansion, when her fake pregnancy was exposed in public. She couldn't raise her head in front of He Shulan, and she couldn't mock her as she used to. She glared at He Shulan coldly and said nothing.

He Shulan smiled without saying anything and ignored He Shuzhen. After lunch, she returned to the Prince's Mansion.

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As time went by, the Liu Mansion was in chaos because of the food issue.

He Shuzhen held the food tightly in her hand and refused to take it out no matter how Liu Chen made a fuss.

In order to take revenge on the four concubines, she deliberately acted like the mistress of the house and asked them to come and pay their respects or serve her every morning.

Unexpectedly, these concubines were not easy to deal with. Two of them took advantage of their pregnancy to not only not come, but also went to Liu Chen to complain.

The other two concubines used Liu Chen as an excuse to serve him every day and did not go to He Shuzhen's yard.

He Shuzhen was so angry that she picked up a kitchen knife from the kitchen and ran to find the fourth concubine.

The four concubines gathered together again to discuss secretly and planned to go to He Shuzhen's small kitchen to steal rice again. They went there several times in succession and only stole a small amount of rice. Fortunately, the rice they stole last time was enough for them to eat.

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There were too many refugees in the capital, and everyone was starving. In order to survive, they began to rob.

In order to solve the problem, the emperor called on the dignitaries in the capital to set up porridge stalls in the suburbs of the capital and provide porridge to the refugees.

He Shulan, who had bought enough rice, decided to respond to the emperor's call and provide porridge to the refugees.

No matter what happens in the future, the emperor will show leniency to her because she gave out porridge today.

The next day, He Shulan asked Chunxia to go to the government to get a badge. With this badge, soldiers and officials would not stop you at the city gate, and no soldiers would dare to harass you when you were distributing porridge.

Ask the servants to put 300 kilograms of rice on the carriage, and wait for Chunxia to return from the government office, bringing Nanny Chen and Qiudong with her.

There were also servants from the kitchen in the mansion, who got on a carriage and came to the outskirts of the capital.

He Shulan got off the carriage and stood aside to give orders. As the servant put the pot away, the refugees gathered in the suburbs rushed forward and the rice in the carriage was almost snatched away.

The soldiers guarding the city gate rushed forward to maintain order: "Everyone stand still. If you dare to steal food, you will all be put in jail."

The refugees, who were originally in a chaotic situation, stood aside and did not dare to step forward to grab food.

He Shulan walked up to the leader and stuffed a purse into his pocket, whispering, "Thank you. If it weren't for your help, there would be a big mess."

The commander did not take the purse handed over by He Shulan, because he also fled to the capital from other places and knew the difficulties of these refugees. He just frightened these refugees to prevent them from looting food so that no one would go hungry. "I just did what I should do. If there is anything, please ask the servants to call me. I will always be by your side."

He Shulan nodded gratefully.

The servants set up the pot and began to cook porridge. Soon, the sky above the suburbs was filled with a fragrant aroma, which made the refugees drool like crazy.

When the refugees saw the soldiers at the city gate, they did not dare to rush forward to loot. Instead, they lined up obediently, received the porridge, and then sat aside to smoke a cigarette.

He Shulan was different from other dignitaries in the capital. The rice she used to distribute porridge was the best rice, and the porridge was very thick. A bowl of porridge was basically enough to fill the refugees.

Soon, all the refugees knew about He Shulan’s porridge stall, and they all went there to get porridge, and the number of refugees increased.

Li Wanrong, who had nothing to do in the mansion every day, saw the kitchen servants carrying rice in and out every day. She learned that He Shulan was giving out porridge in the suburbs of the capital, and her face was filled with pain.

With so much rice, she could sell it for a lot of money and make a small fortune. She found the old lady and told her about He Shulan's porridge distribution.

The old lady looked at Li Wanrong with a half-smile: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Of course we can't give the rice to the refugees for free. If we sell it at the current price, we can make a lot of money," Li Wanrong said to the old lady with a smug smile.

The old lady didn't think so. The Prince's Mansion was not short of money or power, and there was no need to make money from the national crisis at this time. She supported He Shulan very much: "The rice was bought by He Shulan. What she wants to do with it is her business. I don't want to interfere. Giving porridge to refugees is accumulating merit."

Li Wanrong took a long time to react: "You support He Shulan in doing this. Do you really have the heart to watch the silver slip through your hands?"

The old lady replied expressionlessly, "I have nothing to be sorry about. You should stay out of He Shulan's business. You have neither spent any money nor contributed any effort. You have no right to interfere."

Li Wanrong's face turned extremely ugly. She was too upset to say anything back. She left the yard angrily, cursing softly, "This damn old woman, she doesn't want to make money. She must have a problem with her brain."

Soon, the flood in the south ended, and refugees in the capital city rushed home one after another after hearing the news.

Before leaving, they all ran to the Prince's Mansion and knelt down to thank He Shulan for providing them with porridge, which helped them get through the difficult times.

Therefore, He Shulan's reputation as a kind man was known to everyone in the capital.

The capital city returned to its former tranquility and prosperity. People who had stayed at home for nearly a month began to go out, and the price of food returned to its original price.

He Shulan asked Chunxia to take the account book, and the two of them went to Li Wanrong's yard: "Please settle the food expenses for the past two months."

Li Wanrong asked nonchalantly, "How much silver do you want?"

Chunxia opened the account book: "Mrs. Li's food expenses for the past two months will be one thousand taels of silver."

"What did you say?" Li Wanrong grabbed the account book from Chunxia's hand in disbelief and read it carefully page by page. It recorded exactly how much rice she ate and what vegetables she ate every day, and the prices were different every day. "Why is the price so expensive?"

He Shulan replied: "I wrote it according to the prices in Beijing on that day."

"You are blackmailing me." Li Wanrong threw the account book on the ground in anger: "You are giving porridge to those refugees for free, why do you still charge me money?"

"This is what the prince and I agreed on. You buy and I sell, and we'll settle the payment at the end of the month."

Li Wanrong didn't have that much money to give to He Shulan: "Since you and the prince have discussed it, then you go ask the prince for the money. I don't have it."